Grand Duke Belisky was very embarrassed and felt very distressed.

He was indeed exiled in the power struggle, but in the end, his uncle Godonov was still there, and he was also called a strong army when he led his army to leave Moscow.

At that time, it was rumored that there were 30,000 enemies of the Siberian Khanate in the eastern region, and he was not afraid of it.

It turned out to be cheated.

"What the hell is 30,000? I don't know which bastard is lying about military information. I saw more than 30,000 people with my own eyes!"

The wine glass was filled with wine sold by English merchants, and was smashed down by the great Lord Beliski. The expensive silver cup was deformed. The bright red wine sprinkled on the table, and in the middle was a small ruby ​​that should have been on the cup.

Beside him were the dethroned Shuysky, as well as the bishops of the Diocese of Nizhny Novgorod and some local nobles.

Shuysky did not come to find his political enemy Belisky. He was a nobleman of Nizhny Novgorod and a governor of Nizhny Novgorod.

"What's the point of saying this now?"

The fully armed Shuyski slapped the old long wooden table with his strong arms: "Get back the youngest son of Seri!"

Seri is the Tsar and Caesar's pronunciation changes.

He wore a set of iconic Tsarist Russian military equipment of this era. The armor made of large armor protects the entire upper body without losing its lightness. He hung a pair of armor shoulder pads and armor arm pads. The elbows that the armor could not protect were protected by lining mail.

A helmet with gilded engravings on the head is also nailed with eyebrows, that is, the brim of the hat. There is also a vertical iron bar fixed by screws in the middle of the hat brim. The iron bar on the lower part of the eyebrow can protect the face, and the upper part is decorated with eyebrows.

An exquisite hollow structure is also made between the ears on both sides, which is conducive to the battlefield to obtain auditory feedback in a timely manner.

Basically, the armor is a continuation of the style of the Golden Horde, while the helmet has a strong pirated Ottoman temperament.

However, it is hard to say who learns this kind of thing, just like the Ming Dynasty imitated Japanese guns and Portuguese muskets, the most successful way of military exchange is always war.

In war, two issues were considered when the enemy's excellent crystallization of wisdom was discovered.

First, can you control the other party's advantage; second, can you use it as your own advantage.

It is normal for the Rakshasa Kingdom to have the style of the Golden Horde. Before the rebellion of the Grand Duchy of Moscow, they were originally members of the Golden Horde; and the story of the influence of the Ottoman-style helmets was quite tortuous and bizarre.

This mere helmet is a proof of the continuous battle between the Grand Duchy of Moscow, Tsarist Russia and Poland and Lithuania, and Krim Khanate.

In fact, although the two were political enemies in the political views of the Tsar's successors, Shuysky was indeed the least Moscow who wanted Grand Duke Belisky to lose on the front line - the heir he supported, the young Dimitriko, who was still on the front line.

Now, the heirs he supported fell into the hands of the enemy. No one could let him depose him. Can he still depose the current mentally retarded Tsar Fealdo and become the Tsar?

Besides, not to mention that Nizhny Novgorod is only eight hundred miles away from Moscow, that is the Tsar's business, and his territory is here. If it is captured and occupied by the enemy, his family will be reduced from a prince and aristocrat to a small noble with empty titles.

After all, wealth is the most important thing in this era. If there is no wealth and only a title, then nothing is it.

In Tsarist Russia, fiefs and serfs were the greatest wealth.

"What do you know how many of them are there for the young son? The general said he had a million troops and it took a month and a half to get from the middle of the troops to the front after the war."

"impossible!"

As soon as Beliski finished speaking, Shuyski turned his mind: "The whole Siberian Khan's subjects are less than one million men, women, young and old. How could there be one million troops? He is lying to you."

"No, they are not the troops of Siberian Khan, but Kuchukhan's men joined, from more east, even easter than the Tatars. They wear different armor and use different weapons."

Beliski added: "I saw their military flag, a face that was climbing a ladder."

As he said that, Grand Duke Belisky dripped the red wine sprinkled on the table, and first drew a '回' on the table with his fingers, and then drew a 'month', and said seriously: "Just like this, this man has frown eyebrows and drooping corners of his mouth, right next to the ladder."

Shuyski frowned and looked at each other with the same frown on the table, and then asked slowly after a while: "What does this flag mean? Why do they hold such a flag?"

The answer Beliski could only shake his head: "I don't know that there are indeed many people in them, no less than 100,000 people chasing me. Every castle will be broken wherever I pass. Even the bravest nobles cannot resist them. Thousands of good warriors died in Perm."

The bishop who had not spoken had finally found a chance to interrupt and opened his arms and sighed: "It's so pitiful. They cannot be buried in the land taken care of by the gods. Their souls will burn in purgatory forever."

But obviously, when it comes to the status of Belisky and Shuysky, they lack the kind of respect that ordinary people have for the bishop.

The higher the status of a person, the less likely they can understand the essence of the world, but they must be very clear about the dominant relationship between people and the essence of power.

They may not be undevoted, but just as Philip wrote to blame the pope, they knew very well that the gods were neither in the church nor in the old monk who had bald heads.

The two of them glared at the bishop at the same time, especially the governor of Shinno, Shuyski. His fief inherited his family, but his power was to join the army as a noble young man, and to follow the Ivan and the Thunder Emperor to fight south and north.

Hearing the words, he got angry, walked behind the bishop and patted his shoulder with both hands and said, "Since that's the case, bishop, go to the Perm battlefield at the foot of the Ural Mountains and bury them well. This is what the great Christians should do."

"this……"

"You dare not go?"

Shuyski walked to the opposite side of the bishop with no smile on his face: "If you don't dare to go, just eat, drink and have fun in my fiefdom. Apart from eating me until you lose everything, don't chatter like a Venetian bitch."

After saying that, the old soldier turned his head and said with some concern to Beliski: "If they really have a million troops, it would be troublesome..."

Suddenly, the wooden door of the restaurant was knocked, and outside the door, the castle guards dressed in the style of the Golden Horde, said nervously: "Sir, the enemy's messenger is outside the city, let several Tatars read out the peace agreement loudly."

Shuysky asked, "What are the conditions?"

"They want to use the Volga River as the border and the two countries will sack the troops, and there is a strange demand."

"What strange request?"
Chapter completed!