king of ros

Chapter 54 The Surviving General
"Your Highness, we have really gone too far this time."

Looking at the herd of horses being herded together by the sergeant and their powerful braying, the flag officer's words were full of excitement.

"And we didn't lose much, just a few unlucky ones died, and the rest were minor injuries."

"Yeah, this time I really made a lot of money."

Rostislav drove up to these nomadic steeds, picked one and touched its smooth and smooth fur. It seemed that it was well-bred, and such a steed was very good.

Excitement also filled the prince's heart. It is really a fortune to capture so many horses this time. It is extremely difficult to capture so many horses at once on weekdays. Moreover, these are good horses, whether they are used as war horses or farm horses. Appropriate, the kind that can be sold for a big price in the market.

While Rostislav was observing the horses, some soldiers were busy stripping off the armor of the dead. The tradition of looting corpses will never be less after the war, but more people gathered around the horses and sighed. The power of the horse.

"Take it back and let everyone see our spoils."

Rostislav's order aroused cheers. After all, for a soldier, nothing can satisfy his vanity more than showing off his spoils, and the praise of his colleagues is even more satisfying.

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When Rostislav's horse team drove the horses to the front of the army, there were bursts of exclamation in the queue.

It was the first time for many people to see such a large herd of horses, and they subconsciously exclaimed in amazement, and then envied everyone in the horse team, how much they would sell for so many horses, and how much they would earn.

The farmer thought that it would be great if he had so many horses to plow the land, so that he could become a rich peasant in a short time, and the citizens would be more aware of the value of horses, if he had so many horses, he would be a master in Kyiv.

And after the envy is the desire for war, as long as they win those damned Polovites, they will have a chance to get such spoils and an extremely bright future.

Everyone didn't think about what to do if they failed at all. After all, everyone thought about failure, so how could it be possible? At this moment, the defeat of the Southwestern Ross army and the tragic situation after the defeat were completely ignored by everyone.

They were not surprised at all in the envious gaze horse team. The black hat riders they met before cast a lot. These herdsmen know the value of horses best. These horses are qualified as war horses. If they are all sold, they will earn a lot of money. Getting money is unimaginable.

They rode away from the marching column in such a mighty way, enjoying more envy and jealousy.

When Rostislav's army came, the cavalry stopped, and the prince's soldiers cheered loudly, knowing that the prince had won another victory and brought back a lot of expensive spoils.

During these days, Rostislav won many victories in various cavalry battles, and brought back a lot of trophies. It was these victories that convinced the soldiers of the young commander. Now they firmly believe that the commander will Lead them to victory.

After handing over the spoils to his subordinates, Rostislav got off his horse and took a glass of kvass from the guards to drink to moisten his somewhat dry throat. At this moment, Gevalan came over.

"It seems that you have won another victory. Congratulations, Your Highness Rostislav."

"Guvalan, what happened while I was away?"

Rostislav was well aware of the personal style of his personal captain. He didn't like flattery, and he wouldn't take the initiative to lean on him for nothing.

"The Grand Duke sent an envoy to ask you to go there immediately."

"Oh? What happened?"

"They found the survivors, the survivors of the Southwest Ross army."

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Rostislav again rode through the infantry line, his aim was the tent pitched beside the line.

But it is a tent, but it is actually a simple tent built with some wooden sticks and canvas, and these tents will be set up every [-] meters.

These tents can be used for many purposes. They can accommodate soldiers with various problems and let them rest here. There are also doctors who can simply treat some diseases caused by marching, treat some simple wounds, and store some medicines.

There are also a lot of consumables piled up here, such as water, dry food, and horseshoes. Anyone who needs it can take it directly.

When the team passes by, the soldiers in charge will directly put away the tents and load them on the waiting carriage, and then drive to the next camping point to continue to provide services to the soldiers.

These tents are set up by the wise man to ensure the march of the troops. This is the product of the wise man's comprehensive life experience in battle. It is precisely because of their existence that the straggling rate of the troops has been reduced by half. At the same time, it is also of great help to maintain organization and morale .

But now, the tent targeted by Rostislav has been occupied by the Grand Duke's personal soldiers, and the wounded and doctors inside have been invited out, and the Grand Duke and his sons are inside.

The prince flipped off his red horse swiftly and walked in through the path made by the Grand Duke's personal soldiers. The first thing he saw was the Grand Duke, then his uncles and generals, all surrounded by an old man on the ground.

The old man was dressed in rags, his body was full of dirt, and his hair had not been taken care of for an unknown number of days. A soldier was supporting him now, carefully feeding water into his mouth.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough cough."

Rostislav came just in time, the old man coughed a few times as soon as he stood up, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Ivan Tvorimich."

The Grand Duke uttered a name, which made the old man on the ground startled. He immediately stood up and knelt down in front of the Grand Duke.

And the prince also remembered who this person was. Uncle Veshata once mentioned him. He went to the imperial capital with his father, and then went to the dungeon with Veshata to be a prisoner. That's how the two of them knew each other. .

"Grand Duke, I'm very sorry, I... I failed to perform my duties well."

"Now is not the time to talk about this, Ivan, tell me about your failures."

The Grand Duke's tone was very calm, which surprised the prince who thought the Grand Duke would get angry, and the old general began to tell his own story.

His story begins with him cooperating with the two princes to assemble the army of Southwest Ross, and then he talks about taking them to the assembly point, but there is a problem here, because the two princes are determined to go forward, and the nobles and soldiers in the Southwest Ross army The soldiers all supported their decision, and the old general couldn't stop it, so he could only follow them.

At the beginning, they won many victories. The harassing nomadic cavalry were easily defeated by them. The Ross people even had enough energy to bury the bodies of their fallen comrades in battle and hang the nomad corpses on trees as a warning. These victorious old generals doubted Was my previous thinking wrong?

But soon more and more nomadic cavalry attacked. Unlike the looters who seemed to be dying before, these Polovites fought very well, and even wiped out several aggressive Ross troops, harassing the home team. It made them suffer unspeakably, and deserters kept appearing. Even the most severe means could not stop the deserters.

Facing the harsh situation, the leaders of the Southwest Ross army finally gave the command to this veteran who had been neglected by them, hoping that he could turn things around and lead them out of the current predicament.

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(End of this chapter)