king of ros

Chapter 24 Letter Scroll Conspiracy
The Chude people counterattacked desperately and resolutely, but the first thing they greeted was not the sword in front of them, but the crossbow arrows with huge kinetic energy.

In the blood mist that exploded in an instant, five people were pierced by the crossbow arrows, and the force directly nailed them to the wall, followed by the blood splashed on the wall.

Those five people didn't die, but they were worse than death now, they could only howl at the top of their lungs, but unfortunately this couldn't alleviate the pain.

The Chude people in the hall couldn't help looking over. This scene immediately dissipated the bloody courage accumulated by the Chude people. Everyone who had just thought about fighting the Ross people to the end was filled with fear at this moment. The fearlessness of death is as if it never existed.

"what!"

The arm of the dazed Chude warrior was chopped off by Rostislav. The man covered the wound in vain, but the prince kicked the dead ghost over, and then sent him to meet his gods with his sword.

Looking at the fear in the enemy's eyes, Rostislav couldn't help but sigh that his grandfather's little trick was really useful. He fired a ballista at the broken gate and wiped out the courage of the group of people who were determined to fight to the death. If it declines again and again, it will be difficult for them to muster that kind of fighting will.

Rose's soldiers rushed past the prince and rushed towards the terrified Chude people, but the Chude people had no courage to fight against the tiger-like soldiers.

Accompanied by screams and collisions, the God of Death's scythe ruthlessly slashed across, and the guards fell one after another, with blood all over the ground.

Facing Ross's swords, the Chude people either ran away with their heads in their arms or resisted powerlessly. It can be said that victory is only a matter of time, and it only depends on when the Ross people kill all the enemies.

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"So this is Alar?"

Looking at the corpse dragged up by the soldiers, Rostislav subconsciously grabbed the helmet, he didn't expect this person to die directly.

"Yes, Your Highness, this is Aral, the Chude warlord, he was hit by a spear and his heart was directly shattered."

The huge ruby ​​on Alar's helmet was very conspicuous, and it attracted Rostislav's first glance.

As for the armor, it was in good condition. If one ignored the big hole in the chest, it could even be regarded as something newly released.

Rostislav was a little bit dissatisfied. In his idea, he should capture this guy alive first and then cut off his head, so that he could ask about the news of the attack on their father and son, but he didn't expect that the Chude warlord would lose his life directly.

But it's just a little dissatisfied. The most important task has always been to remove Alar's head.

"Anyway, chop off his head and send it outside. Glanwa, you do this."

The silent captain raised his two-handed axe, chopped off the head of the corpse cleanly, picked up the head and lifted it out, and as Glenwa held up the bloody booty, cheers rang out.

"Your Highness, I think you should read this."

Just when Prince Nuocheng was about to walk out of the fort to enjoy his cheers, the flag bearer Yang walked down the stairs of the fort. Yang had just led people to clean up the top of the fort. It seemed that he did not encounter any enemies. After all, there was no sound of fighting above the fort. It was reported, and there was no blood on his body.

"I found it in Alar's room. I couldn't read it, but it was right in the middle of his desk, as if it was for us to see, so I brought it here."

As Jan said, he held the rolled parchment in his hand, and Rostislav, who saw the parchment, thought about something, and hurried to Jan to take the parchment away.

He untied the silk thread and spread out the parchment. It was written in Rose's language, which was something he could understand. The content of the letter was not much, but it was very important:

My friend, I am very happy that Vladimir is dead. I will hand over the balance to you soon, but it will take more time. The situation in Kyiv is very tense, and it will take time for me to distribute all the supplies.In addition, Yaroslav has decided to go north. It seems that he intends to take this opportunity to clean up the north. You must be his target. I will bring news when he really sets off. I hope you can seize the opportunity.Finally, may Saint Simon bless your soul.

"Is that true..."

After reading it, Rostislav said quietly, feeling as if a stone had fallen to the ground in his heart, and finally confirmed the existence of the conspiracy. Before reading this letter, he wondered several times whether he was too sensitive and suspicious all day long. lead to these.

But even though this was something he had been looking forward to for a long time, he still felt a sense of loss, because he had already guessed most of the information on it, and the new information he wanted almost didn't exist.

The biggest use of this thing is to prove the existence of the conspiracy, but other than that, it is useless. The information on it is all guessed by him—or can be analyzed through the discovery—the person who wrote the letter really Nothing was leaked, except for the information that must be exposed, no other information was revealed at all.

Prince Nuocheng rolled up the parchment, and he planned to give it to his grandfather. Although his grandfather must have thought about it, he still had to give it to him, because it was evidence, evidence of the conspiracy.

"Yan, this can't leak out."

"I understand, Your Highness."

Yang Shen understands his father's philosophy of life, he doesn't ask any questions, he just performs the task, and he can't know what he shouldn't know.

"As for now." Rostislav looked at the broken gate and the countless jubilant voices coming from outside the gate, "Let me enjoy the glory I deserve."

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Among the cheering crowd outside the main castle, Aral's head had just been impaled with a spear, and the cheers were even louder because of this.

Most of the people had made some money in the war and wanted to go home, but the death of Aral could be said to have declared that the war was coming to an end, and everyone naturally cheered from the bottom of their hearts.

When Rostislav, who had accomplished this feat, came out, the soldiers began to shout his name. Everyone liked heroes, especially such young heroes.

Beside a burnt thatched hut, the soldiers who cleaned up the corpses stood up and walked to the soldiers who released the wind. booty.

"I really didn't expect that Aral died like this. And that Rostislav, it seemed that it was really a mistake to ignore him back then."

"Rostislav was the accident. Who knew this kid was so capable. As for Alar, we shouldn't bet so much on him. Barbarians are unreliable."

"This is not what we should evaluate. Watch your mouth. Now you should go back to Chernigov and bring the news. By the way, do you think Alar will expose the master?"

"There must be conditions for revealing it. Even if the letters are seized, it will not help. The letter from the master to this barbarian has never had any actual information, and nothing can be found."

"Then are you sure the body has been packed? This guy is indeed Alar's spy chief, and he was almost let out."

"It's all packed, let's go."

The two walked towards the outside of the mountain castle while chatting. No one stopped them. There were people dressed like this everywhere in the mountain castle. Everyone just thought they were two soldiers who had returned to the camp after looting.

No one knew what these two men did just now, but no one cared what they did, after all, death and looting can be seen everywhere in this mountain castle.

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(End of this chapter)