Viache was still running on the way to escape, and after a fight on the eagle's beak slope, he was wounded by an arrow, and Wofrey was shot in the shoulder, and the few who survived were also wounded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Kiev City is in sight, but Vyache has no idea of going to Kiev City at all, the Orientals have reached the Eagle's Beak Slope, and at this time they will return to Kiev City, isn't this self-defeating? Arriving at a small, dilapidated village, Vyache disregarded his image, turned over and dismounted, and lay on the haystack snorting and panting. At this time, his head became clearer, and Wofrey sat on the side to deal with the wound, muttering constantly, "It's really fateful, if we hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid we would have died on the eagle's beak slope." ”

After a long time, Viache did not hear anything back, and Wofrey was puzzled. Vyache wiped his face, smiled wryly and shook his head, "Wofre, do you really think it's our fate?" I'm afraid not! ”

"What do you mean, Grand Duke?" Wofrey's brow furrowed, and for a moment he didn't understand what Viache meant. Vyache didn't mean to hide it, took a sip of water, and looked up at the sunlight outside the house, "We didn't have a big fate, we should have died on the eagle's beak slope, and the reason why we were able to escape was that the Orientals deliberately let us out." You underestimate the Orientals too much, their cavalry is obviously waiting there, and those Oriental cavalry are all elite, and they are waiting for work. With their strength, they don't need to fight hard at all, they just need to drag us slowly, and they can drag us to death. But in fact, they just shot a lot, and the bows and crossbows were not deliberately aimed at me, and they didn't even pursue them. Ahem... Wofrey, do you think that after dealing with each other for so long, the Orientals will not recognize me? ”

Wofrey was at first unimpressed, and slowly opened his mouth half-open, a little stunned. Many things can't stand up to scrutiny, so I really calmed down and pondered carefully, and there were really many strange things in them. Those eastern cavalrymen were all equipped with bows and crossbows, armed with sharp cavalry knives, and their armor was different from other cavalry, and they were the most elite existence at first glance, how could these cavalrymen not recognize the Grand Duke of Kiporos? You must know that although Viache was in disarray, the aristocratic armor was still worn on his body, even if he couldn't recognize the Grand Duke, he was an ordinary Kipros nobleman, and the Orientals didn't let it go easily. Thinking about it, except for the fact that the Oriental people deliberately released people, they couldn't think of a reason for coming, but what the hell is going on?

Viache let out a long sigh, tears of self-deprecation in his eyes, "Can't figure it out, right? In fact, it's not complicated, the Orientals want us to guard the Caucasus. To put it mildly, we are now the watchdogs that the Orientals threw at the south of Kiporos. ”

In fact, Viache knew very well in his heart that he was a watchdog, and he was a little elevated himself, and it was almost the same as the old cat that was the gatekeeper. No matter how good the watchdog is, he still has the ability to bite his master back, does he have this ability? Hiding in the Caucasus is just a way to survive, at most it is just to ask for some benefits in the multi-party wrestling. If you don't defend the Caucasus, that's even more nonsense, the Caucasus and even the Chechen principality are already the last lands of the Slavs, no matter how barren this land is, no matter how bad the environment is, at least it belongs to you and can never be ceded to others. This trick of the Oriental people is an upright conspiracy, what can you do if you see through it, the terrible thing about the conspiracy is that you know the facts, and you must do it. Watch dog, I didn't expect him Viache to become the watchdog of the Orient one day, it's so ironic. The dignified Grand Duke of Kiporos, who had become a pawn of the Orientals, survived only because he was still useful.

Wofrey's brows were locked, and his scalp was a little numb when he thought about it, he really didn't expect that there were so many mysteries hidden in it. Vyache's expression was gloomy, he couldn't even say a word of comfort, and now, he also felt a little sorry for Vyache, who was beaten like a lost dog, and now he has to be a watchdog for the Orientals, and the worst thing is that this watchdog has not yet had the ability to bite his owner back. If he had known today, he really shouldn't have stopped Viache from committing suicide, but now, Viache no longer has the courage to commit suicide. Viache didn't see Wofrey's complicated gaze, and lamented to himself, "Watch dog, hey, in fact, it's the same for everyone, as long as you can control the Caucasus, whoever is the watch dog, the Orientals have no opinion." ”

The hot air passed through the broken window and hit his face, like a fire in the distance, Wofrey raised his head, gritted his teeth, and didn't know what he was thinking, "Yes, whoever can control the Caucasus is the watchdog, so there are many people who can be this watchdog." ”

"Yes, there are many people who can be this watchdog, but the Orientals are too confident, if we hold the Caucasus and conclude an alliance with the Eastern Romans and Germans at the same time, we can also cause some trouble for them, hey... Ahem" Before he could say the next words, Viache's eyes widened sharply and his shoulders twitched. A sharp short knife stabbed out from behind, blood gushed out, his lips trembled, and he looked at his left side with great difficulty, and he saw a familiar and unfamiliar face, with a hideous and terrifying smile on his face, "For... Miscellaneous.... What.... Wofrey... Why? ”

Wofrey grabbed Viache's neck with one hand, and with a strong right hand, the short knife moved forward a few points. At this time, Wofrey's expression was hideous, and he exuded a cold chill all over his body, as if he had changed a person, "Why do you still ask?" Grand Duke, don't blame me, I persuaded you to survive and flee to the Caucasus, just thinking that one day you could make a comeback. Now it seems that those ideas are really ridiculous, and together we have no capital to kill the Caucasus. Like you said, whoever can control the Caucasus can be this watchdog, so why can't it be me? To this day, you still want to fight with the Orientals, and if you control the Caucasus and make an alliance with the Eastern Romans or the Germans, what good will it do us? It's the same watchdog, it's not better to be a dog for the Orientals honestly, so, Grand Duke, I can only be sorry for you, for the sake of less trouble for the Caucasians, let me be the watchdog. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wofrey's right hand twisted, blood splattered out, and Viache kept coughing up blood, unable to say a word. Wofrey stood up and jerked out his dagger as Viache lay on the haystack instead, blood flowing down the warm grass clippings and slowly turning into a red pattern. Everything came so suddenly, several of the soldiers couldn't react at all, and they were scared enough, and they just watched Viache die in front of their eyes. In an instant, the room became silent, the falling needles could be heard, and the heavy wheezing sound reached everyone's ears, like a big drum urging life, Wofrey glanced around, carrying a short knife, without the slightest guilt, "I'm not afraid to tell you, Viache damn it, you think about it, after fighting with the Orientals for so long, there is still a must to fight?" The Orientals have no interest in the Caucasus, and as long as we stay in the Caucasus, we will be safe and sound, and if we do well, we will be able to get a lot of benefits from the Orientals. Anyway, I don't want to continue to fight the Orientals, since the situation in Kipros is irreversible, then in the future, the countless Slavic people of Kipros will become subjects under the rule of the Orientals, and there is really no need for us to continue to fight. It would not do us any good for Viache to unite with the Germans and fight against the Orientals. Hmph, I killed Vyache, you can disagree, but, Lao Tzu tells you that from today on, Lao Tzu is the Grand Duke of Kipros, and whoever is not convinced can say it. ”

Looking at the violent and ferocious Wofre, those pro-soldiers looked at each other, swallowed their saliva dryly, and after a while, they all knelt on the ground, their broadswords on the ground, "We should swear allegiance to Lord Wofrey, and Viache is innocent." ”

These pro-soldiers are not fools, Vyache is dead, Tchaidov is dead, Lovednov is trapped in Vladimir, life and death are uncertain, now Vofrey has become the most prestigious person, after returning to the Caucasus, there is no one who can fight Vofrey, it can be said that the situation is irreversible. Those who know the times are Junjie, everyone and Viache are not related, who would go against Wofrey for a dead man, not to mention that Wofrey is right, when the battle is fought to this extent, there is no need to continue fighting. In the Caucasus, it is inevitable to find an ally, in that case, why not form an alliance with the Orientals, who have many advantages due to geography. What's more, most of the Slavs in Kipoulos will be under the rule of the Easterners, and they will be Slavs and have a deeper sense of identity with each other.

The sun is scorching, and the whole village is like a furnace, burning people's hearts. Viache's body lay quietly beside the haystack of the ruined house, ants crawling out of the desolate ground, and a few crows squeaking in the treetops in the distance. The Grand Duke of Kipros who once ruled the country ended up dying in such a way, and no one could have imagined that Viache would end up like this. A generation of heroes died in the hands of their own people.

Is Wofrey a bad guy? Is Viache a bad guy? No one can answer this question, and I am afraid that the wisest person of time will not be able to give a satisfactory answer. This is the brutal war, this is the struggle for power, and in the end only the victors are smiling. When you get involved in this fight, you are doomed to not be spared, because there is a cause and an effect, and everyone has to pay for what they have done.

During his lifetime, Viache roamed Kipros and shook all directions, and when he died, he realized how small he was. The wheel of history is still advancing, the years have not stopped, in front of the world and the world, any great person is just a small wave in the sea, insignificant. Viache can't affect anything, and the same is true for Zhao Yougong, no matter how beautiful he was in life, he will be a piece of loess after death. Everyone is just a speck of dust in the universe of heaven and earth, claiming to be great, but in the eyes of heaven and earth, they are just dust.

Xiao Zhiyun naturally didn't know what was going on in Viache, since she let Viache go, she put all her attention on the battlefield of Eagle's Beak Slope, with the arrival of Yang Zaixing's cavalry, the fate of the Slavic rout can be imagined. If someone could command well, at least half of these Slavic routs would have been able to flee back to Kyiv, but now Vyache is gone, Wofrey is gone, the thousands of commanders in the army are dead and wounded, the dragons are leaderless, everyone is like a swarm of headless flies, just to live for their lives, blindly fleeing, Yang Zaixing's main cavalry bypassed the eagle's beak slope, and the chain of horses cut from the front, and in an instant the Slavic rout became unbeatable, and many people did not even have the courage to resist, and simply knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. In the middle of the last hour, under the scorching sun, on the north side of the eagle's beak slope, groups of Slavs knelt on the ground, there were too many prisoners, Xiao Zhiyun looked at so many people, and her head was a little big. Fortunately, Zhao Yougong's main infantry came relatively quickly, and before the time passed, they rushed to the eagle's beak slope, and the two sides worked together to slowly collect the prisoners. According to post-war statistics, more than 15,000 Slavic prisoners were taken in the first battle of Eagle's Beak Slope, of course, all this is thanks to Viache, if he and Wofrey had not escaped early, the Battle of Eagle's Beak Slope would not have gone so smoothly.

Zhao Yougong walked slowly along the official road of the eagle's beak slope, and after seeing Xiao Zhiyun, the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent. Xiao Zhiyun understands the difficulties of the past few days, and Zhao Yougong also knows the torment in Xiao Zhiyun's heart, the two walked side by side, wishing for the sunset, and feeling relaxed, "Official, it's really good to be alive, a few days ago, I almost couldn't hold back, so I ran to reinforce it." ”

"Ha, fortunately you didn't go to reinforce, in that case, even if you go to reinforce this little soldier, it doesn't mean much" Zhao Yougong opened his arms and hugged the afterglow of the evening breeze, dusk came, the heat wave was still unabated, the midsummer of Kiporos was also full of lethality, looking at the direction of Kyiv City, he beckoned to Sanniang, "Let's go, just leave the matter here to Shaolie, let's go to Kyiv City." ”

The city of Kiev, the future royal capital of Moscow, is a tributary of the Suzdal River, which flows slowly, crosses official roads, and a city rises above the heights. The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the ancient city walls, and bluestone castles are located all around. The walls of Kiev are not as tall and heavy as Vladimir, but there are many castles, and the grandeur of the royal capital is everywhere. On the periphery of the city of Kiev, not connected, there are many gaps, and a huge stone man knight stands proudly in the clearing, which is the former birthplace of the Iron Hammer Cavalry Regiment, and now it has become dilapidated, but it still can't hide the martial atmosphere in it, as if you can see the figure of the Iron Hammer Cavalry Regiment fighting vertically and horizontally. Many Slavic civilians were pushing carts, some were carrying burdens, and even dragged their families and families to flee in all directions, and they saw the traces of the cavalry in the ancient town from a distance, and they were so frightened that they squatted on the ground and did not dare to make a sound, for fear that one would accidentally lose their lives.

To the north of Kiev, many Slavs dressed in aristocratic attire knelt on the ground. Zhao Yougong smiled noncommittally, Xiao Zhiyun didn't know what to say, she thought that she would encounter a little resistance, who would have thought that it would be this situation, especially those nobles in Kiev City, who didn't even have the heart to resist. However, for these nobles of Kiev City, they can't help it, Kipros's army has been defeated again and again, and now it has been defeated at the gate of Kyiv, and even the Grand Duke Vyache has disappeared, if anyone dares to resist at this time, isn't it looking for death? (To be continued.) )