Chapter 1 The Charcoal Land
The horn sound of "Woo--" came from the distant sky, and looking from a distance, the originally criss-crossed rural communes and villages were now completely engulfed in a sea of fire, and the hasty cries of fleeing Bulgar civilians were everywhere.
What is raging here is an army led by Bulgar nobles. The front team is the Kipchak Cuman cavalry from the northeastern grasslands. They are natural cavalry who come and go like the wind. They have received commissions from Bulgaria and even the entire Eastern Europe.
The most outstanding mercenary, but also a notorious bandit army. They ride on horses, pick up bows and arrows to kill men who want to escape, and use curved scimitars to harvest the lives of innocent people, even without binding their hands.
The old and weak women and children with the strength of a chicken were also not spared. As for what was following them, they were local Bulgarian soldiers. They looted the entire village's property, including food and even clothes, quilts and quilts.
Every one of them was clean. And these unarmed villagers could only either run away and be hunted down, or they could just stay there and pray helplessly for their lord to come and save them.
But it was all in vain. The army that came to plunder, burn and kill was obviously determined not to stop until it completely razed this place to the ground. They heard mourning everywhere. At this moment, the originally quiet small village had become a world of human beings.
hell……
"Turn all of Feist's territory into scorched earth for me! I want him to know that even if he escapes for a while, he can't expect me to give up. These are just interests. One day I will capture that person.
The coward gouged out his eyes with his own hands and made him pay for everything he had done! Hahaha!" Jackal-like laughter resounded over the burning village head, while the Bulgar nobleman riding on the horse was
He was the culprit who concocted all this with his own hands. He looked about forty years old, and his sinister face seemed to be covered with frost, and one of his eyes was still blind, as if the wound was still unhealed.
It was wrapped with a bandage. It looked like it was an injury sustained not long ago, and the instigator was none other than Baron Feste, the lord of this village.
"Yes, Lord Baron Boris!" After receiving the order, these Bulgar soldiers, who had been suppressed for a long time, continued to destroy everything they saw in front of them, and they did not stop until everything was reduced to scorched earth. And when everything here was over
, then they will prepare to go to the next place, turning other villages into the same ruins as here. These Bulgars have no mercy at all for their compatriots. They are very concerned about this kind of killing.
Already numb.
Nowadays, the current situation has long been the norm experienced by the entire Kingdom of Bulgaria in the past three months. Since Tsar Kaloyan was assassinated in a bizarre way, the nobles were suspicious of each other, and the already unreliable alliance finally came under the leadership of the leader.
After his death, it fell apart. The two factions of nobles respectively supported the two young grand dukes of the Asen family - Ivan Asen and Boril Asen, and started a civil war of unprecedented scale, fighting against each other and killing each other with equal intensity. So far, in just three years,
Months later, blood flowed out like a river.
But speaking of it, it seems to be the battle for the throne of the Bulgar Tsar, but the real cause of this civil war has actually been planted long ago, and this goes back to the Macedonian dynasty. Bashir II successfully eliminated
After the empire's old enemy the Bulgarian Khanate, its homeland was divided into the Bulgarian Military District, the Palatonnavon Military District, the Sermium Military District and the Dalmatian Military District, thus dividing and conquering it. After more than two hundred years of the Komnenos Dynasty,
, the originally monolithic Bulgaria has already had cracks due to cultural and economic regional differences. Some Bulgars are closer to the customs of the northern Rus and are Slavic, while some Bulgars tend to be Greco-Roman culture, such as the first to rebel.
The Assen family is actually no different from the Byzantine aristocrats at all. Compared with the Bulgars, they identify themselves more as Romans in their hearts.
Therefore, the compatriots of the two factions with completely different customs in the north and the south actually seemed to be strangers to each other, and they did not hesitate to kill each other. Now, the territories of the nobles who support Grand Duke Ivan and Grand Duke Boril respectively are intertwined, and everyone
People are killed every day, and villages and towns are looted and destroyed every day. This powerful country, which was gradually growing under the leadership of Tsar Kaloyan, has lost its efforts in this short period of time, which is really shocking.
Sigh and sigh.
However, these Bulgar nobles were unaware of what they had done. Under their loose political structure, they only cared about their own fiefdoms and their own wealth. Now Boris is preparing to take his army to the next nearby village.
This area is the territory of his mortal enemy Baron First. In a recent battle, although he successfully defeated him, he was accidentally shot out of one eye by the opponent. Boris, who held a grudge,
It was only then that he decided to raise troops to retaliate. Unfortunately, Pfister himself had already fled in panic, so this was the scene where Boris led his army to ravage the villages along the way. Now three villages including here have been destroyed.
There was only one village left, and of course Boris would not choose to let it go mercifully. Seeing that there was no one alive left here, Boris immediately issued a new order.
"Bring me all the loot and prepare to go to the next village. Hurry, I don't have time to delay here any longer."
Boris was very unhappy when he shouted loudly at the Kipchak cavalry who were still searching for property, but the nomadic cavalry on the grassland seemed even more unhappy. The leader immediately rode up to Boris and said dissatisfiedly:
"Your Excellency Boris, didn't we already agree when we negotiated the price that one-third of the things collected here will belong to us? How can you break your promise?" The Kipcha leader looked at this.
Come, any less things they grab will be their loss, so they are very reluctant to Boris who keeps urging them to leave.
Baron Boris sneered and thought: They are indeed a group of ignorant barbarians who only care about the petty profit in front of them.
Although he was disdainful in his heart, the man replied with a calm face: "Don't worry, there is a richer village down there, where you will get much more loot than here. If you have time to delay here, it is better to hurry up.
Rush there, what if the people there run away with their belongings, don't you think so?"
"Uh... you... you are so right, why didn't I think of that!" The Kipcha leader, who had a look of realization on his face, quickly turned his horse around and hurried back to give orders to his men, while
Chapter completed!