A good horse carries the captured goods, which is a group of living people. They are all female prisoners, regardless of their age, and they are tied and fixed to the horse's back with ropes.
The Pechenegs did too much on the steppes to capture prisoners and make them slaves.
This was the first time that Slavs were arrested on such a large scale. They followed the craftsmanship on the grasslands and tied up ropes that were difficult to untie. Two female prisoners sat on a good horse, and their necks were tied to each other with ropes.
Their ankles are also tied to each other. A single prisoner may be able to escape successfully, but if two prisoners are tied together, their movement will become extremely difficult and escape will be almost impossible.
Their mouths were stuffed with cloth and tied with ropes, and were only untied when they were eating.
Just by looking at the movement of the sun, they realized they were heading north!
Those Mickey women who have been in the jungle for a long time and are cute and charming have never seen the outside world. The only part of the world they know is the territory of the Klivich people. The Kiev people are Krivich people, and the Smok people are Klivich people.
The Lensk people are even more Klivich people, and there are even the Pskov people whose name I heard vaguely. These people are all Krivich people.
A large group of warriors on horseback attacked the village and killed people everywhere. A large number of the horsemen were short, black-haired and flat-faced... humans.
Yes, they had never seen anyone like this before, and they couldn't even understand the Pechenegs in Kagan as human beings.
Because the scary brown bear can also stand up, it looks like a human figure at first glance.
The warrior on horseback is more fierce than the bear!
After the initial panic, the captured La Mickey women gave up on themselves in extreme despair. The only thing they were glad about was that they were not violated, but the current situation was so desperate that they once didn't know where the future was. When they were escorted to
Kiev, I thought I was going to be a wife to a local man. At least the Krivich people in Kiev were not strangers, and they could basically understand each other when they spoke, but the Kiev people were clearly the attackers.
Hatred and resentment were written on the faces of these women, but they soon learned that their destination was to be sold as goods to the Varyag people in the far north.
Poor Lamic people, while most of the Slavic tribes are already well aware of the existence of the Varyags, they know nothing about it.
The road to the north was full of places. This group of women felt extremely strange. They were still tied up, but covered with a lot of clothes. They soon heard the attacker's preaching: "You were sold to the Varyags."
If the goods freeze to death, it will be our loss. You'd better be honest, this will keep you alive."
The instinct of survival completely outweighed the hatred. Let's eat the wheat porridge "rewarded" by the attacker, as well as some rare cheese.
At least during the final trip north, the captured female prisoners of Mickey no longer resisted. In a sense, they were like simple lifeless goods, at the mercy of the Pecheneg-Kiev joint armed merchant group.
Until, a new batch of prisoners were escorted to the team.
The new women are all prisoners of war from Smolensk! If Kiev and they are not both Klivich people, why are they killing each other?
The Smolensk women were all injured. It was obvious that they had resisted staunchly but were eventually defeated and captured. They completely lost the ability to resist, and many went on a hunger strike to coerce them during their final journey north.
Some women immediately yelled after the cloth was removed from their mouths: "You are all wolf cubs born from a female wolf! They are more disgusting than feces! You and the Slavinians in the north (referring to Novgoro)
The residents of the German area) are all inferior bastards. If you want to sell us to them, God will punish you with thunder from the sky..."
The women were crying and cursing. Although Kagan didn't understand the dialect, he could tell by looking at the women's emotions that they were viciously cursing.
Until, he asked clearly what those women in Maksakye were cursing.
"She said that we are all wolf cubs born from a female wolf."
Sakye actually wanted to continue talking, but his words of "wolf cub" made Kagan furious.
Why is he so angry? It is precisely because cattle and sheep are the assets that herdsmen depend on for their livelihood on the grassland. When prairie wolves enter the sheepfold, these evil beasts often kill all the sheep without eating meat. In the end, the herdsmen starve.
Death. Calling someone a "wolf cub" is an extremely serious insult.
"Looks like we need to show off." Kagan picked up his steel sword and was about to chop down the man who was swearing.
Unexpectedly, Beyashir, the little princess of the Pecheneg Khanate, stopped her brother.
"Brother! This is a humiliation to our entire clan! Killing the female prisoner will bring shame to you. I don't want you to bear some infamy after becoming a khan." Her eyes were filled with anger.
"But. You don't have to do this. Sister, Father Khan and I are going to marry you to Rus Khan (referring to Rurik). In fact, we hope that you can stay away from killing. You should feel at ease and be a happy and safe nobleman."
She knew that this was the good intention of her father and brother, but it was not her inner desire.
"Forget it! I heard that the Russians are more vicious than our Pechenegs. Your Russian brother doesn't want his concubine to be really weak. Besides, I have never been a weak woman!"
The executioner was Bejahir. She deliberately showed her womanly face in front of all the female prisoners. She had very complicated black braids. Even though her flat face was very different from that of a Slavic woman with a tall nose and deep eyes, the prisoner
It can also be seen that she is a very young woman.
The abuse of the Smolensk woman was very reasonable, but the Pechenegs were never soft persimmons, and their female warriors also awe their enemies.
Beyathil is by no means a cruel princess of the Khanate. She hopes to be recognized by all her relatives and allied nobles and become a qualified female warrior.
She has never killed anyone, everything must have a beginning.
Although he was very crazy, Kagan subconsciously shouted after hearing his sister's suggestion: "You are crazy! I won't let you take risks!"
The girl remained absolutely calm and rational, and said bluntly: "I heard that my future man, Rurik of Rus, was only eight or nine years old, and he was already commanding the army in combat. I call myself a female warrior, and until now
No results."
"So you just want to stage a scene where you might lose your life? That's a prisoner, not a soldier at all." Kagan exclaimed that it was ridiculous.
Beyathil's attitude was determined: "I can make her become a warrior and then duel with me. I have made up my mind. Brother, I don't want to marry a noble and just be a mother like other sisters. I heard that before
Rurik of Rus didn't want me to marry him. He agreed last year, which shows that he has me in his heart. As you said, Rurik is a great warrior with golden hair. I... must become a warrior.
Worthy of him."
Of course she also hopes to marry a good man. In the past, nobles from allied tribes came to propose marriage in person. Her father Khan temporarily blocked the marriage for various reasons, but refused to marry her without saying anything.
She has seen the poor moral character of some aristocratic boys, and it is exactly like this. In her dreams, she hopes that her "Prince Charming" will point at her face and say: "I admire you and want you."
Who is Rurik? The eldest brother will not lie to his sister.
Besides, the eldest brother made it very clear that the country where he married was the "Russian Khanate" and Rurik was the "Khan". Pecheneg could only have one khan, his father! He married to Rus,
She was marrying a big noble with an extremely noble status. How could she be compared with the small nobles from the allied tribes?
Kagan could not defeat his sister, and the abusive prisoner must be executed as a warning to others.
"Then do it! Remember to do it neatly and neatly! I and other soldiers will help you when necessary."
"No need!" Beyathil said firmly, "This is my battle, I don't want you to interfere!"
It was the evening when the cavalry camped, and the prisoners were sitting on the ground casually, their ropes still tied before dinner, and now they were all going to enjoy a savage duel.
It was the female prisoner who cursed loudly. Her curses were actually asking for a quick death. She was really angry and hoped to die early to avoid being tortured in the hands of the northerners for the rest of her life.
An incredible thing happened! All the ropes around her body were untied, a small buckler was thrown to the ground, and a genuine Ross steel sword was stabbed into the soil in front of her.
Maksakye had never seen a Pecheneg woman fighting like a male warrior in his life, let alone the Khan's youngest daughter. He silently lamented that these grassland people were really wild, just like the wind sweeping across the grassland.
Ling Lie.
This is Bayahir's decision, and Kagan now supports his sister's participation in this duel.
According to the words discussed in advance, Sakye said clearly after giving the freed female prisoner a sword and shield: "You don't have to curse anymore. Now I will give you a chance to fight that woman as a warrior."
As long as you kill her, we will let you go and allow you to take some food and a short spear for protection and get out!"
Hearing this, the female prisoner was completely shaken. She still felt that something was fishy and could not make up her mind for a moment.
Sakhi added: "You can give up and you will be a slave in the future. As long as you fight now and win, you will be free."
The woman was shocked: "Can you swear?"
"I swear. The sword is right here. It's up to you..." After that, Sakye left the scene.
The soldiers gathered around a competition ground, and watched the female prisoner pick up the sword and shield. The long period of being tied up made her limbs soft, and her physical strength was limited in the semi-starved state. Although the disadvantage was slow, she faced the only way to escape.
Given the opportunity, she decided to give it a try so that her death would be considered a worthy death.
On the other side was Beyathil, whose free and complex braids were flying under the flames of the bonfire, and the gold and silver jewelry purchased from Ross hanging on her body were rattling incomparably.
She didn't even wear leather armor this time, and went into battle without any armor.
She did not have any experience in killing enemies, but she had extensive experience in slaughtering cattle and sheep. She had also personally visited the battlefield after the war, and she was completely psychologically immune to dead bodies.
No matter what, this is the first duel in my life that I choose. Even if it is very hasty, it is a duel of life and death for me.
Beyathil had always admired the excellence of the Ross steel sword. She tapped the buckler on her left arm with the back of the sword and roared in a sharp voice to encourage herself.
The duel between the two women has begun!
The female prisoner was seen holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and she was shouting as she rushed towards Beyathil. She showed no tactics and was full of flaws, using only her grief, anger and brute force to attack.
But he saw Beyathil nimbly jumping to the side to avoid the female prisoner's stab, and stabbed her calf with the steel sword.
In the first round of fierce fighting, Beyathil did not kill the man cleanly. She wanted the raving man to suffer a lot of physical pain first. In fact, she was really hesitant and could have stabbed the enemy in the back directly.
, and finally cut the person's leg with a light hand.
The female prisoner was half-kneeling on the ground, covering her injured calf, looking at the blood on her hand and yelling loudly.
After a moment, he stood up bravely again.
This scene really shocked Beyahil. Her enemy was really unruly. Even though she was injured, she stood up immediately and continued to fight. The enemy's bravery forced her to hesitate! Beyahil rushed towards the female prisoner's sword.
Go up, use your shield to deflect the edge of the sword, hold the sword in your right hand and drive it hard into the enemy's waist.
Seeing the enemy fall down and vomiting blood with eyes wide open, Beyathil closed her eyes and stabbed the enemy in the heart with her last sword.
Every soldier has to go through this. At that time, Rurik hesitated to kill the sacrificial reindeer at the altar, and he also hesitated to execute the first prisoner himself. He went through a difficult psychological process, and now
What? In the Viking world, Rurik, the ruler of Rus, had already earned the nickname "the man who killed without restraint".
His sister Beyashil became a real Jurchen! The little princess of the Pecheneg Khanate killed her enemy in a private duel!
Although the strength of the two sides in this duel was not equal, the person Beyashir killed was the "female warrior of Smolensk" in the true sense.
She did not feel the joy after victory. She killed the enemy for the first time. Her heart was beating wildly. Even after being helped down by her brother Kagan, she still could not be comforted.
Kagan didn't ask anything, just consoled him: "Take a rest first. This is the case for the first time. Since you have chosen this path, you will be calm in the future."
Then he hit his sister on the shoulder again and pointed out: "There is something I didn't tell you."
"It's...what's going on." Beyahil trembled and turned her head.
"The Rus and other Varangians also believe in some female gods of war, said to be called Valkyrie. Many of Rurik's wives and concubines are female warriors. They are beautiful, but they also kill many enemies."
"Is that so?!"
"You make me very proud now. Sister, you have to tell Rurik that you are indeed a Pecheneg female warrior, and he loves you the most."
The Smolensk female prisoner who was killed was defeated and killed. The Pechenegs dug a pit on the spot and buried her body as a courtesy to a soldier.
All the captives witnessed the normal duel, with death right in front of them. They immediately became completely quiet and did not even dare to whisper.
A real life-and-death fight is by no means a three-hundred-round battle, especially in a cavalry battle. Whoever has the upper hand first is often the winner. Beyathil ended the duel in only two rounds. It was not exciting but it was real.
Actual combat.
That night, Beyathil unsurprisingly had a dream of killing.
She dreamed that when she married Ross, she would be as happy as the grassland, commanding a cavalry unit composed entirely of women to fight against the enemy. The dream was very trivial, and she also dreamed that she and Rurik had given birth to many children.
Boys, every boy suddenly grew up and became a mighty cavalry general. He then commanded an overwhelming cavalry army to sweep across the ancient enemy Khazar Khanate, and made a fortune in the Roman territory...
I woke up from the dream and it was dawn.
She opened her eyes and let out a silent cry deep in her soul. From today on, the female warrior Beyahil is born!
Her thoughts were definitely not the same. She told her eldest brother Kagan about her incomplete dream, focusing on describing two waking moments: "I dreamed that I commanded a thousand cavalry to fight, and I also dreamed that Rurik and I gave birth to many boys.
These children have become commanders of cavalry armies in battle."
His sister's dream reminded Kagan deeply, and he subconsciously stroked his sister's forehead and pulled her hair: "I thought you would have nightmares, but it seems that you have really become a warrior. These dreams are no accident, I'm afraid.
It’s God giving you a revelation.”
Hearing this, Beyahil was shocked.
He couldn't even think too much about this matter. Kagan thought about this idea and stood up suddenly, then slapped his forehead hard: "Yes! It must be like this! All this is fate!"
The people of this era were all superstitious. For Kagan, he felt that Tengger was in charge of the people of the grasslands and Odin was in charge of the people of the north. They were both great gods. Kagan heard many legends when he lived in Ross.
Especially Rurik's identity of being "blessed by Odin", and the identity of Rumia, the high priest of Rus, being "graceful by Odin". He believed it to be true and did not dare to question it.
The cavalry has passed through the swamp and is marching on the hard ground on the banks of the so-called Lovaj River. In principle, this is already considered a controlled area of the Russians, so is it also controlled by the Russian gods?
So my sister’s dream...
Everything figured out!
Kagan sat down suddenly again and pressed his hands on his sister's shoulders so hard that it hurt Bejasil. "This is all fate!" he said.
"Brother...you..."
"Your dream is not strange. When you arrive in Rus, I will personally tell Rurik about your dream. This is a revelation given to you by the gods of the Rus. You must comply with the will of the gods. You must command a cavalry in Rus.
You are the commander-in-chief of the troops. Listen, I will convince Rurik to agree with this. You must become a female general. This is the last big thing I can do for you, your brother."
Bea Hill didn't expect her eldest brother to be so excited, so she nodded in understanding and smiled to cover up her embarrassment.