Now the whole of Moscow is in turmoil. The only possible aid was Egil, who claimed to be the Tsar. For this, Catherine II finally made a ruthless decision. He was a vassal to the Norman Emperor and paid tribute every year. In exchange for Norman Empire's aid.

"However, this means that we recognize the Tsardom of the Normans. In the future, the future of Moscow will be ......," Catherine II sighed a little when she thought of this. Knowing that, at least while Egil was alive, her long-cherished wish to obtain the position of Tsar and dominate the entire Rus would not be fulfilled. Even, it is already a difficult task to keep his original share in the hands of such an aggressive and terrifying emperor.

"In other words, I can only rely on my descendants to try. Catherine II sighed with emotion, and then glanced at the prince Paul, who was sitting next to her, looking very impatient.

Very dissatisfied.

Although she did not speak, her frown was an expression of the Archduchess's irritability at the moment—her extreme, extreme dissatisfaction with her only son. He is cowardly and suspicious, and he is obscure and arbitrary. Both physiognomy and personality are almost a copy of his father, Peter III. Every time she saw her son, she was reminded of her old husband and the time she spent with him that was anything but pleasant.

Of course, these things are trifles. Catherine II was not the kind of monarch who judged people by their appearance. Speaking of which, Paul was also her only son - but, because Catherine II herself was not in the right position, many of the nobles of the Grand Dukes favored the prince Paul. Hopefully they would be able to make him Grand Duke - even, at the beginning, they had a plan to bypass Catherine II and directly put Paul on the throne, with Catherine II as the regent. Of course, this plan did not come to fruition in the end. Catherine II was impatient to declare herself the Grand Duchess.

Therefore, for the sake of the potential and status of the female hazy, the mother and the son often bào fierce rushes. Even a few years ago, Catherine II, in order to stabilize her situation, asked Paul to use the excuse of "inspecting foreign countries" to disguise herself and use the alias of the Northern Count to drive out the Grand Duchy of Moscow.

Of course, Paul, who was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old at the time, did not stand the suffocating court environment in Moscow. In fact, he was quite satisfied with his mother's decision.

It's just that the location was chosen wrong.

At that time, when traveling abroad and learning from the advanced experience of foreign countries, the most important thing to go to was the Eastern Roman Emperor, which was the most powerful country in Europe in the traditional sense, and at the same time believed in Orthodox Christianity as the Grand Dukes of Moscow. And Catherine II initially instructed Paul to go to Eastern Rome as well. However, at this moment, the rebellious psychology of His Royal Highness the Prince has taken effect. But he didn't listen to his mother qīn. Rather, it went all the way west.

At that time, Moscow was west of Eastern Europe, which was in chaos because of the joint Polish-Lithuanian king. After N robberies of horse bandits, this son has almost completely disillusioned with the West. And secretly regretted not listening to Catherine II, and obediently went to the Eastern Romans - they entered the Livonian region taken over by the Norman Empire.

"This, what the hell is going on?!"

Having just arrived in Norman from the chaos of Eastern Europe, Paul found the contrast a little hard to believe – the neat streets. An endless field-shaped manor. A variety of beautifully decorated taverns, inns, entertainment venues...... Cooking springs, public restrooms, public baths......

Of course, if there is only these, it will not shock this son. What really shocked him was that the garrison regiment stationed here was still practicing the Cāo of the Norman Jun team controlled by General Jun of Evan at that time. The uniformity, the shining armor, the high morale, the salvos of the crossbows, the tomahawk throwings, the wild but disciplined charges, and their fervent adoration and extreme loyalty to their emperor, Egir Skadergrímsson, who was still king at the time.

"Is this the king's most elite team?!" he was eager to ask the people, and the final answer he received made him even more shocked.

"No, it's just a local garrison team. The main forces were all around the emperor and were directly under the emperor. They had heavy cavalry bīng, royal knights, and knightly guards wearing armor made of silver. The local nobles replied to him. ...,

"Oooh...... Actually, no, it should be. Paul was in high spirits—and the next day he sailed to Scandinavia, and then to the British Isles. Any piece of territory in the Norman Empire looked vibrant, neat and clean. What impressed him even more was the psychology of the Norman Emperor and the people - the absolute obedience to the Norman Emperor and the mad worship of the Norman Emperor.

In writing to his mother, Qīn, he said: "In this home, there is a sense of order everywhere. The fǎ 胧 law of this 囯胧 family is very clear, and there are clear fǎ 胧 laws no matter what they do. At the same time, all the affairs of this house seem to be in the hands of its king, and all the benefits of the spring are in the hands of the king. The guān members who manage the 囯zhèng are all appointed by the king of 囯, and the king arranges their guān positions according to their talents and expertise, and can also remove them at will - this is different from all the hao families I know, those who have gained power by virtue of their noble status and family power. I believe that such a family is the direction of Moscow's development in the future. And His Majesty Egil, who created this degree of control, is definitely the greatest man of our time. ”

Catherine II sadly discovered that her son, after a turn in Norman, had become a fervent admirer of the Norman Emperor Egir I. He advocated the implementation of comprehensive reform and reform in accordance with the Norman Emperor's zhèng. In order to push the advance of the Grand Dukes of Moscow. And in diplomacy, it was close to the Norman Empire. Previously, Catherine II announced that she would submit to the Norman Emperor, and the happiest was this Prince Paul. even said good things to her as a mother......

"The future of the public will be over if you rely on this guy...... Fortunately, I have a very smart grandson......" Catherine II turned her gaze to the side again, following the emaciated twelve-year-old boy next to his son.

Her grandson, Alexander I, was wiser and more likable than his father, Qīn. The most important thing is that they are very obedient children. Catherine II spared no effort in his education, and even hoped that Alexander would succeed him as Grand Duke directly after she was gone......

"Of course, we have to get through this time anyway before we talk about these things. Catherine II thought. At the same time, it was decided to send a group of emissaries to break through the siege again to the Normans to ask for Qiú reinforcements.

And at this moment, while the Muscovites were nibbling on black bread and catching cold water, outside the city, inside the Cuman camp, there was jubilation. The cattle and sheep were barbecued over the bonfire, and the women who had been taken from other cities in Moscow were hazy and hazy, and those who were anxious were dragged directly into the tent for fun. The drunken Cumans began to wrestle and try their hand at archery. In such a dim firelight, there was occasionally a first-class marksman, who could hit the bull's-eye with an arrow a hundred steps away, which immediately attracted a cheer and admiration. There are also some people who brag about this wine, bragging about how many people they have shā before, how many things they have robbed, and how beautiful the women they have been.

And what they most often discussed was the victory in the battle of Nizhny Novgorod that day.

"At that time, we mobilized tens of thousands of catties of black fire to smash half of the city. The rest of the people were frightened by the pomp. I don't even have the strength to resist it. We rushed over and swung the bend dāo and slashed shāo. And they scattered like frightened lambs. It was a great fight!"

Several Cumans who had participated in that battle boasted to their later companions. The later one, who claimed to be a hunter who wandered in the cǎo plain and did not belong to any tribe, had quite good archery skills, and was also hazy and quick-tempered. So it didn't take long to get along with these old bīngs. And this person just loves to listen to stories. Even the drunken old bīng's hú braggadocio likes to listen to it. And it seems to be easy to be deceived. No matter how exaggerated it is, it is always a look of amazement, saying, "Oh, oh, that's amazing!" Over time, people from various tribes would go to him when they wanted to brag......

As if that little black fire was not actually a black fire yào, but an atomic bomb - of course, in a sense, the two should be counted as equal, both are milestone bīng. That's not a mistake at all.

"Oooh oh...... It's hard to imagine—but why don't we use the Black Fire now?" asked the newcomer.

"That's because that siege has used up all the black fire. Someone next to me explained.

"So where did those black fires come from?

"It's that simple...... It was a few great khans who pooled together and came from the Mongols in the east. That's all there is to it. If you want it again, the Mongols will not be mài. ”

“...... Oh, the Mongols. The Cuman nodded, made an excuse that he was going to scatter niào, secretly returned to his camp, and nodded tacitly with the other people who had been waiting here for a few days, and then said, "This should be the information that Your Majesty wants." The very innocent look before was completely gone, replaced by a bland, expressionless face.

After receiving an affirmative reply, the man nodded, sorted out the information obtained by several people, and his own, and rewrote it in password on a new piece of paper, also obtained from the East. He took out a pigeon from the cage next to it and tied one of them to its tuǐ. Walked out of the tent to see that there was no one left and right, and secretly let it fly......

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