Chapter 869 Female Warrior Beyah Hill

A good horse carries the captured goods, which is a group of living people. They are all female prisoners, regardless of age, 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. A good horse sat on two female prisoners, their necks were tied to each other with ropes, and their ankles were also tied to each other. It may be possible for a single prisoner 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 stayed in the dense forest for a long time and played cutely have never seen the outside world. The only part of the world they know is the territory of the Klivich people. The people of Kiev are Krivich people, the people of Smolensk are Krivich people, and there are even the Pskov women who vaguely heard the name. 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 it was difficult for them to 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 Mickey woman gave up on herself in extreme despair. The only thing they were glad about was that they had not been violated, but their current situation was so desperate that they once didn't know where the future was. When they were escorted to Kiev, they thought they were going to be wives for local men. At least the Krivich people in Kiev are not strangers, and they can basically understand each other when they speak, but the Kiev people are 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.

The 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 are selling goods to the Varyag people. If you 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 journey north, the captured female prisoners of Mickey no longer resisted after such an experience. 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 the Kiev people and they are not all Klivich people, why should they kill each other?

The Smolensk women were all injured. It was obvious that they had resisted staunchly but were finally 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 Germany area) are all inferior bastards. If you sell us to them, God will punish you with thunder from the sky..."

The women were crying and cursing. Although Kagan didn't quite 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 was he so angry? Precisely because cattle and sheep are the assets that herdsmen rely on for their livelihood on the grassland, prairie wolves enter the sheepfold. These evil beasts often kill all the sheep without eating meat. In the end, the herdsmen starve to death. Calling someone a "wolf cub" is an extremely serious insult.

"Looks like we need to establish our authority." Kagan picked up his steel sword and was about to chop down the man who was swearing to establish his authority.

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 full of 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 noble."

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 us Pechenegs. Your Russian brother doesn't want his concubine to be really weak. Besides, I have never been a weak woman!"

The executioner was Beyathil, who deliberately showed her woman's 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 high nose and deep eyes, the captive could tell that she was a very young woman.

The abuse of the Smolensk woman is very reasonable, but the Pechenegs are never soft persimmons, and their female warriors are also awe-inspiring to 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 had never killed anyone, everything had to start somewhere.

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 maintained absolute calmness and rationality, 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 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 did not want me to marry him, but he agreed last year, which shows that he has me in his heart. As you said, Rurik is a great warrior with golden hair, and 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 can only have one khan, his father! When I married Ross, I was marrying a very noble noble. How could I be compared with the small nobles from the allied tribes?

Kagan couldn't defeat his sister, and the abusive prisoner had to be executed as a warning to others.

"Then do it! Remember to use clean techniques! I and other soldiers will help you when necessary."

"No need!" Bayahir's attitude was determined, "This is my battle, and I don't want you to interfere!"

It was the evening when the cavalry began to camp. The captives sat casually on the ground, their ropes continued to be tied before dinner, and now they would all 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.

Something incredible happened! The ropes all over her body were untied, a small buckler was thrown to the ground, and a genuine Ross steel sword was stabbed into the dirt in front of her.

Maksakye had never seen a Pecheneg woman fight like a male warrior in his life, let alone the youngest daughter of the Khan. He silently lamented that these grassland people were really wild, just like the wind that swept across the grassland.

It was Bayahir's decision, and Kagan now supports his sister 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 exited the scene.

The soldiers gathered around a competition ground and watched the female prisoner pick up the sword and shield. Being tied up for a long time made her limbs limp, and her physical strength was limited in her semi-starved state. Although she was at a disadvantage, facing the only chance to escape, she decided to give it a try, so that her death would be considered a well-deserved 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 has no experience in killing enemies, but she has rich experience in slaughtering cattle and sheep. She has also personally visited the battlefield after the war, and she is 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 has always admired the excellence of the Rose 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 and rushing towards Beyah Sil. She showed no tactics and was full of flaws, using her own grief and anger and brute strength 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 this person cleanly. She wanted the raving person to suffer a lot of physical pain first. In fact, she was really hesitant. She could have just stabbed the enemy in the back, but in the end she decided to lightly cut his leg.

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. His enemy was really unruly. Even though he was injured, he stood up as soon as possible and continued to fight. The enemy's bravery forced her to hesitate! Beyathil rushed forward to meet the female prisoner's sword, deflected the sword's edge with her shield, and stabbed the sword in her right hand 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 the last sword.

Every soldier has to go through this experience. 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 journey, and now? In the Viking world, Rurik, the ruler of Rus, had already earned the nickname "the man who killed without restraint".

His sister Beyah Hill 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 one Beyashil 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 soothed: "Take a rest first. It's like this 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 killed Smolensk female prisoner was killed in defeat. 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 silent and did not even dare to whisper.

A real life-and-death fight is by no means a three-hundred-round battle, especially in cavalry battles. Whoever has the upper hand first is often the winner. Bejasil ended the duel in only two rounds. It was not exciting but it was a real battle.

That night, Beyathil unsurprisingly had a dream of killing.

She dreamed that when she married Ross, she would be as happy as the prairie, commanding a cavalry unit composed entirely of women to fight against the enemy. The dream was very trivial. She also dreamed that she and Rurik gave birth to many boys. Each boy suddenly grew up and became a mighty cavalry general. Then he commanded an overwhelming cavalry army to sweep across the old enemy Khazar Khanate, and in The Roman lands prospered...

I woke up from the dream and it was dawn.

She opened her eyes and let out a silent cry deep in her soul. Starting today, the female warrior Beyah Hill is born!

Her thoughts were definitely not like this. She told her eldest brother Kagan about her incomplete dream, focusing on two waking up dreams: "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."

Kagan was deeply awakened by his sister's dream, 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 by no means accidental, I'm afraid It’s God giving you a revelation.”

Hearing this, Beyathil was shocked.

You can'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! This is all fate!"

People in this era are superstitious. For Kagan, he felt that Tengger was in charge of the people of the grassland 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 Ross, who was "graceful by Odin". Find Shuyuan www.zhaosｈhuyuan.com He believed it to be true and did not dare to question it.

The cavalry had passed through the swamp and was marching on the hard ground beside the so-called Lovady River. In principle, this area is already controlled by the Ross people, so is it also controlled by the Ross gods?

So my sister’s dream...

Everything figured out!

Kagan sat down suddenly again and pressed his hands hard on his sister's shoulders, causing Beyathil to feel pain. "It's 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. Troops, you are the commander-in-chief. 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 that her eldest brother would be so excited, so she could only nod her head in understanding and smile to cover up her embarrassment.

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