king of ros

Chapter 52 Guerrilla Riding War
Although the Grand Duke suppressed his anger, it was only temporarily suppressed, because as long as you saw his expression, you would understand what kind of mood he was in, and soon the entire army knew the Grand Duke's anger.

After cleaning up the battlefield and placing the corpses, the army set off again, but this time the military discipline was obviously stricter than before, and the preparations also increased accordingly. The Grand Duke asked everyone to march in half armor to deal with possible nomadic raids at any time.

The soldiers did not have any complaints. After all, everyone saw the failure of the Southwestern Ross Army.

On the other hand, the Grand Duke asked the horsemen in the army to go out to find traces of the Polovets. The battle had only been three days past, and it was impossible for the nomads to go too far.

This made Rostislav heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that even if he was so angry, his grandfather just let the cavalry go out, instead of letting the troops blindly move forward in this destroyed land full of the enemy's ears.

Prince Ross, who led hundreds of cavalry, was naturally also on the attack. He handed over his subordinates to Glenwah to manage, and he led the cavalry to carry out the mission of the Grand Duke himself.

However, what surprised Prince Ross was that his second uncle, Svyatoslav, also had a capable heavy cavalry team. He hadn't noticed the existence of these people when he wandered back and forth in the army. I thought it was a group of mounted infantry.

While surprised, Prince Ross was even more wary of his second uncle. He actually hid this team until now. The future, that is the future.

Rostislav's cavalry configuration is very luxurious, after all, such a considerable number of horses were captured in the last battle.At present, his hundreds of riders are equipped with one man and three horses, one horse for combat, one horse for marching, and one horse for loading.

The horse team galloped across the vast field, searching for all traces of the enemy. Rostislav controlled the distance every time he traveled to prevent being too far away from the main force, so that he could get support in time.

But even so, there are still many battles with nomadic riders. Fortunately, every time Rostislav's team can always rely on better discipline and equipment to win.

Today, as usual, Prince Ross led his army out for inspection, but this time he saw something interesting.

"Hey, this thing is really big."

Looking at the stone statue as tall as three people, Yang sighed subconsciously.

Although the workmanship is rough, it can still be vaguely seen that the stone statue is dressed as a prairie warrior, wearing a pointed hat, holding a bow and arrow, and despite countless winds and rains, it still stands here.

This is a custom shared by the Eurasian grasslands. Tall and majestic stone statues are carved to express the fear of gods or commemorate martial arts.

However, some of the stone statues have been worn away by the years, and the tribes that built them have been forgotten by the world, and no one remembers the meaning of their existence, so they can only stand there so alone.

"I don't know which nomad left behind."

Rostislav touched the stone statue, feeling the rough texture of the stone and the weight of history.

Looking at the years of wind and frost above, I am afraid that it has been hundreds of years. Maybe the nation that built it has disappeared in time. This is the grassland. Over the past century, countless nations have risen and fallen, new tribes have risen, and old tribes have disappeared. This is eternity. unchanging truth.

Around the two, the riders under Rostislav's command were scattered in the field to eat. They took off the food on the pack horses, raised a small fire and heated it briefly before eating. These foods were basically dried cheese and the like. Save something.

The morale of the sergeant is still very high. Although the battles continue, they have all won the victory under the leadership of the prince. There are almost no casualties on their own side, and everyone has received spoils of war, which makes them even more eager to fight.

It was also during the battle that Rostislav's cavalry team, which was a mixture of Russians, Greeks and steppe peoples, became more intimate and cooperated more tacitly. There is nothing better than fighting together to cultivate feelings and tacit understanding.

"Your Highness, when are we going to find out here? Are we going to fight those shepherds again? I'm tired of fighting."

Yang's curiosity about the stone statue quickly faded away. Young people are like this. Interest comes and goes quickly. His eyes are still looking at the stone statue, but his mouth is talking about war again.

"It won't last long like this."

Rostislav looked at the stone statue of the steppe warrior and said.

"There are more and more conflicts these days, which shows that we are getting closer and closer to the main force of the Polovites, otherwise it would be impossible to encounter the enemy so densely."

"So it's finally time to fight?"

Yang immediately became excited. Nothing can arouse young people's interest more than a big battle. Yang is full of desire for the battlefield, hoping to gain more glory.

"Yes……"

As Rostislav spoke, he suddenly hesitated, because he saw the scouts he had sent hurrying over on horseback, and he instinctively told Prince Ross that there was going to be a war.

"Let everyone get on their horses!"

As he spoke, Rostislav got on his red horse to meet the scouts, and he got good news: Not far from here, hundreds of Polovites were driving a large herd of horses.

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There is no doubt that Rostislav made the decision to attack. He has not gained anything from fighting the shepherds recently, and his equipment has been depleted. What loot is there.

But the horses are different. These livestock are very valuable whether they are kept or sold. How could Rostislav miss this opportunity? The subordinate equipment is upgraded.

Moreover, there are not many guardians of the horse herd, which is enough for him to intercept and seize the horse.

Following the directions of the scouts, the Ross horse team quickly found the shepherds who were driving the horses. Rostislav saw from the ridge that the shepherds and the herd were as small as ants.

When the Russians saw them, the Polovites also saw the Russians. Most of the Polovites quickly assembled, leaving only a small number of people to take care of the horses. They were going to confront the Ross.

Prince Ross fastened his helmet and drew his bow.Seeing this, Yang understood, put the horn near his mouth, and blew it up with such a force that his lungs would explode, and following his movements, deafening battle signals fluttered in the sky, telling everyone that the battle had begun.

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