The killing and looting slowly subsided, and the "Odin Blood Sacrifice" ended at the Gnezdovo Altar.

The horrific corpses of the slain are everywhere, and the snow-capped world is stained red with blood. Those who were not killed were dragged and moved by the hair of the soldiers, and at this moment the villagers had become slaves.

The conqueror had a smile on his face. At the beginning, everyone didn't believe that these villagers had a lot of gold and silver in their hands, but believed that they had a lot of grain in their hands.

Conquering the great altar, except for those who looted the priest's residence and made a small fortune, the soldiers got the most food and dried meat.

All the buildings in the area near the altar were swept away to wipe off the blood on the sword, and the soldiers lived in these simple housesat least they were more comfortable than pitching tents.

The young soldiers of the four newly-formed Citizens' Banner Corps were finally bloodied for the first time with their swords.

They can claim to have grown and become true warriors by killing their enemies.

But it was clear to each other that killing enemy civilians was not enough of a claim of valor until actual enemy soldiers had been engaged.

Even so, after the first killing, the soldiers had receded from the frenzy when they marched, their restless hearts were still beating wildly, but their bodies sat down one after another, staring at the fallen dead with strange smiles in excitement, and then quickly turned cold corpse, chatting nervously with his companions about the battle just now.

They killed so many villagers that not many were left alive.

Although young women are the most sought after by everyone, their population is not large, and the illusions of the soldiers who once tried to capture a large number of slaves came to nothing. Fortunately, the burlap sacks they prepared contained a lot of food, and some people even dragged oats that were almost equal to their own weight! Such a large amount of food is enough for this soldier to eat comfortably for two or three months.

A killing basically came to an end. As time passed, the soldiers who received their weapons one after another began to spontaneously clean up the corpses in the huge area.

We all know that there are still a large number of local villagers fleeing in the chaos. There was no need to pursue these people, and their escape was exactly what the king wanted-after all, someone needed to go to Smolensk not far away to inform more people of the arrival of the Russian army.

On this cold day, the dead can freeze to death after half an hour.

Soldiers dragged the dead around on ropes and organized them into piles.

The Ross allied forces were numerous, and they achieved the victory almost without resistance, so that no one was killed, only a few were wounded.

The bodies of the dead are piled up, and they will be buried or burned, but that is not the case at the moment.

Because it was ordered by Rurik himself.

"Eventually we have to dispose of all the corpses. Mass cremation may not be appropriate. In the end we dig the dead and bury them all. Until then the corpses are left beside the mound of the altar, and then the nobles of Smolensk can see our masterpiece. .

Rurik was building a palace, and his warriors were doing just that.

The mountain of corpses piled up higher and higher, and the Ross soldiers who carried out the order were still afraid at first. After all, seeing how their own camp killed the enemy's heads in this way straightforwardly, those veterans who had experienced many battles were somewhat surprised.

With the continuous execution of the order, the Jingguan has been completed after nightfall.

In one afternoon, more than 3,000 people were killed in the entire Gnezdovo settlement! The corpses thus piled up became a great mound.

The entire settlement has been destroyed, and the sacred altar is now owned by Rose.

Thousands more have escaped!

However, in extreme panic and at night, they marched towards Smolensk in the snow, and the cold eroded their identities, because many people did not bring any soft clothes, and lacked the ability and courage to light a fire in the forest. The escape route of the villagers is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, the distance between the two places is not far, and a group of villagers can cross the snow-covered ten kilometers overnight.

And many people with weak physiques, once they stop to rest and then go to sleep, they will become frozen zombies when they are found the next morning.

The Great Altar is full of bonfires, and the local villagers have been replaced by Rus conquerors.

Rurik is very satisfied with the current situation,

He will find one of the largest wooden buildings to serve as his temporary palace, and a cursory inspection will also find a large amount of blood.

The soldiers found the pine resin, burned the wooden poles with the found rags, soaked them, and made a batch of long-lasting torches, but the pine smoke was really choking.

Rurik used this kind of thing as a light. He looked around and saw that the house had become dilapidated and the furniture was thrown everywhere.

"Are there nobles living here?"

The accompanying soldiers immediately replied: "Your Majesty, this should be their priest's residence."

The soldier reminded Rurik: "Priest? Oh, where's their high priest?"

As if asking everyone, the brothers looked at each other and could only respond "not found".

"My lord, maybe their high priest has died in the rebellion. Anyway, all the priests are dead, and now there are only some women captured by our people."

Another soldier hastily added: "Those prairie brothers, they captured a group of prisoners, maybe...the high priest here is there."

"It doesn't matter." Rurik shook his head and ordered: "Clean up here immediately, and throw out all the **** things. Throw out the miscellaneous furniture. Then you bring in blankets and bronze oil lamps. I'm staying here tonight."

All the guards said yes.

Holding the hilt of his sword, Rurik walked out of the house aggressively. Outdoors, the bonfires everywhere illuminated the snowy night extremely brightly!

Looking at the huge empty field again, the victorious soldiers were cooking food, singing and dancing around the bonfire, and some women's crying was mixed with the joyful sound, but the sound was so small that it could hardly be heard.

"Okay! No matter what, I won." Rurik said to himself while pinching his waist.

Soon, a horseshoe disease.

A female warrior came on horseback in a hurry. Just as the horse stopped in front of Rurik, the female warrior quickly dismounted from her horse and stood in front of him dexterously taking off her fur hat to keep out the cold.

"Khan." Beyahir couldn't hide the joy in his heart: "I've been looking for you, I didn't expect you to be here."

"Looking for me? Well, I'm standing here. What's the matter? And your people... I also have some questions for you."

"Your Majesty should ask first." She said with a smile.

"Okay. I heard that you and your Pecheneg fighters captured a group of prisoners. Is there such a thing?"

"It's true! And, that's exactly what I want to report to you."

"Oh? How many did you catch?"

Beya Hill stretched out his right hand and spread five fingers: "There are five hundred people, haha, what a huge fortune."

"So many?" Rurik was a little surprised: "My warriors are killing everywhere, and all the northerners are blood-sacrificing Odin! And you are busy taking prisoners. Well, Quetzal also said at the beginning that he would take prisoners .how is he?"

"Quetzal? He is setting up our camp with Nuerg, and he is guarding our captives. My lord, I just want to say..." She paused: "You have to keep your promise, these captives are all our Peche Neg's."

"You? That's strange. You are my woman, why should you treat me strangely? Besides, I seem to be a person who will break my promise?"

"Hee hee..." Beya Hill lightly lowered his head and smiled without saying a word.

"Maybe Quetzal asked you to do it? It doesn't matter, your captives are yours, and I don't ask for anything."

All forces involved in the war should be paid in blood.

For the main force of the Ross army and those visitors from the Gulf of Riga, everyone was busy looking for gold and silver, daily necessities and food.

For the Pechenegs in the steppe, what they need most is nothing but population!

Large-scale killing of hostile tribes is not the art of war on the grasslands. Killing the enemy leader is more brutal than killing men who are higher than the wheels, and women must be captured as intact as possible. The grassland people don't care about a woman's status at all. As long as she can bear children, she is a treasure to the tribe, so she is taken into slavery, and her status will increase after she successfully bears children.

After all, many herdsmen men are

It is rare to have a chance to marry a wife through normal means.

These prairie cavalry mainly attacked some areas of the settlement of the Great Altar, trying not to kill, but **** people and took them away. Due to their limited strength, the number of people they could capture was also limited. After satisfying their own needs, Bejahir and Quetzal discussed and left the battle.

The main force of the Ross army continued their killing.

Since Beyahir came here to explain this matter, Rurik also went to their camp full of curiosity to have a look.

The prairie people lived in the houses of the villagers, and the war horses were tied to wooden posts, and they were directly fed with the captured wheat. They also brought musical instruments from the prairie and sang and danced around the campfire.

Rurik listened attentively and heard a kind of electronic music.

Taking a closer look, it was a few prairie warriors wearing iron masks jumping around with their teeth and claws open, and the brothers sitting next to them kept twirling the yellow zither that was stuffed into their mouths. They looked like they were doing something around the campfire. kind of ritual.

Seeing the arrival of the princess and Ross Khan, the frolicking grassland warriors quickly got up and saluted the noble one.

After a while, the two grassland nobles, Quetzal and Nurge, hurried over. "Khan."

"You, Quetzal, I heard that you captured a large number of prisoners? Is there such a thing?" Rurik asked knowingly, because he clearly heard the low-pitched cries from those closed houses.

"It is true. The prisoners of war are in these houses, and now these slaves are our trophies."

"Are you emphasizing this? Don't worry, the slaves are all yours. This king doesn't make any demands. On the contrary, this king has only one request."

"This..." Quetzal showed a slightly embarrassed face, and noticed the dissatisfied look cast by Beyahir from the corner of his eyes, and hurriedly changed his words: "It's okay, we can do anything for Khan."

"Very well. Are there any men among the POWs? Are there some senior locals?"

"I don't know for the time being, but if His Majesty investigates, I can let people out now for His Majesty to choose."

"Then do it immediately!" Rurik ordered.

What is King Ross going to do? As a diplomatic envoy stationed in Ross, Quetzal could guess the king's intentionsto find someone with a high status to act as an envoy.

After all, King Ross had already revealed his tactics to himself: Now the blood sacrifice Odin on the altar is using large-scale killings as a deterrent to force the Smolensk people to give up resistance.

After all, King Ross did not want to indiscriminately exterminate the entire Smolensk Krivich community.

The prairie people separated the men and women among the prisoners of war. As some gates opened, a group of male prisoners appeared tremblingly under the threat of swords.

They gathered more and more, each face full of fear, facing a large number of armed men gathered, subconsciously felt that they would be killed by these invading savages.

Now, the prisoners of war can identify the attackers by their attirethe Varyags.

And those black-haired guys on horseback, aren't these villains the same enemies they've been attacking for years? Many rational people have estimated that the attackers are Ross people, but everyone can't believe the strength and combat power of Ross's soldiers and horses.

But all doubts have quickly dissipated.

Rurik's action has now attracted thousands of warriors to watch the excitement, and the entire camp at the altar has become even more lively.

"You Smolensk people pay attention!" He shouted in the Inlmen Slavic dialect: "We! We are Russians!"

As soon as the voice fell, the prisoners of war were surprised, and there was endless humming.

"Shut up!" Rurik roared again: "Your leader Vadim has been defeated, and your army has been killed by me! Now, it's our Rus' revenge! All of you have committed a great crime, you Now that you have been punished, all of this is your fault, and you did not die unjustly.

"You all look at me! I am the king of Rus, and my name is Rurik Otojevic." Rurik called himself in the local language pattern, hoping that some of these prisoners of war knew something about Ulmen There are some things in the lake these years, especially recalling the name of the ruler of Ross. "The King has decided to terminate

Killing, this king hopes that the whole of Smolensk will surrender to me. Are there nobles among you? ! "

Because this matter was very important, Rurik questioned it several times in a sharp voice, and he had already made it clear that some local nobles would stand up as envoys to persuade them to surrender.

However, there were indeed no nobles among these prisoners of war. In other words, the people who can be expelled near the great altar are all for the priesthood. The local nobles who own large manor lands do not exist in Gnezdovo at least.

"Are there really no nobles?" Rurik interrogated again, but these village men were still obedient, and their timid eyes showed that they had no fighting spirit. Sadly, this kind of person doesn't even have local beliefs, can he really be a guide and a messenger?

"At least stand up to some people, this king can let you go! Just take the word for me and bring it to the nobles of Smolensk. I need ten people, who of you is willing to stand up?"

Did you hear me right? There is such a good thing? ! The timid villagers did not express their views for the time being, they were really frightened out of their wits.

Rurik didn't have time to waste time with them here, so he casually pointed at ten young and strong men. They were picked out by the soldiers. Looking at these people, they were indeed young and vigorous, but they would not fight to the end to protect their homeland. They were willing to be prisoners of war and slaves. Rurik really despised them.

In this way, the ten prisoners of war were amnesty, and they will act as messengers and rush to the main city of Smolensk with King Ross' order to surrender.

Since the personnel were chosen at random, Rurik didn't believe that this group of guys would follow through honestly. In fact, it didn't matter, it didn't matter whether the released person sent a clear message or not. If Ross didn't get a response after a few days, the cavalry quickly rushed to Smolensk to launch a crusade, forcing them to surrender with their swords.

The rest of the prisoners of war were stuffed back into the house, and the gate was being blocked.

And although these ten people were pulled like livestock, Rurik took them to meet a person.

Vadim, he is no longer noble.

Some time ago, the entire population of Gnezdovo saw the great leader Vadim showing off his might.

Now seeing him again, the prisoners of war couldn't believe that the man placed in the wooden cage was actually a big leader, and he was as embarrassed as a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

It was because Vadim was very public at one time, and his face was remembered by many people, even the ordinary villagers here.

Rurik didn't bother to investigate the identities of the captives any more. He gave the prairie people a sum of money to buy the ownership of the ten prisoners of war. It all depended on Rurik's mood to kill or cut them up.

The Ross warrior with the round shield on his back stared at the ten prisoners, and also stared at Vadim in the wooden cage with contempt.

Here Rurik, the king of Rus, ordered in Cyrillic: "You people will be free tomorrow. Tomorrow the cavalry will send you a ride and send you to Smolensk! Take everything you see to Gosna The nobles around! You especially have to tell the nobles something, listen carefully!"

Rurik has some extremely critical requirements:

One: The captured Vadim will be sacrificed at the Gnezdovo Great Altar

The second: If you don't want Smolensk to suffer mass killings, all local nobles must come to apologize and watch Vadim's execution.

Third: All those who own manor land are considered nobles, and they must come in person to discuss war compensation and surrender with the conqueror of Ross after watching the execution.

Fourth: All nobles who refuse to come will face genocide and massacre in the future.

One order after another oppressed the ten prisoners of war.

At first Rurik looked serious, and his tone was blunt as if he wanted to kill someone.

After the order was given, he changed his tone again, and his attitude became kind: "You are just civilians, there is no need to die for those nobles. You go to complete the mission of sending messages, and then you can use them for me. There are a lot of people in my army Slavic soldiers, and you can submit to me and become farmers under my rule.

This is not over yet, Rurik ordered his subordinates to give these prisoners of war ten silver coins each, and gave them a small Ross flag, and then asked: "The silver coin is the reward for your mission. With this flag, the Ross army will not be defeated." will attack

you. When you return to Smolensk, you must explain to all the ordinary peasants you meet that the Russian army is taking revenge on your Vadim~www.mtlnovel.com~ and taking revenge on the nobles who started the war, which has nothing to do with you peasants. As long as all farmers are willing to submit to Ross, they are Ross people, and their lives will be protected by Ross. In the future, they only need to pay some grain as tribute every year to live comfortably. "

There are sticks and there are carrots.

The villagers knew more or less about Ross's existence. At first they only knew that they were a group of thugs, but what they saw today were indeed thugs.

But this Rurik, who is as tall as a giant and claims to be the ruler of Rus, keeps saying that he can gain benefits by submitting to him?

The hearts of the prisoners were shaken. As the bound hands were loosened and the Russian army rewarded them with hot meals, they had to think about their positions.

Now they have Stockholm Syndrome.

"Maybe what the leader of Rus said is true? We live in Gnezdovo because we don't want to pay heavy taxes to those nobles. If the Russ are targeting those nobles, we don't need to work for them. If ten of us make meritorious service, Can you live a safe life with the Ross people? Try it."

they think so...