Griden 8. Onslaught

I ended up in the past and found myself in Rus’ at the hardest time. It was the mid-12th century: princes fought each other, generously seasoning the Mother Earth with Russian blood. Brother went against brother for the amusement and pleasure of foreign enemies.

No, it isn’t right to torment Rus’ from within! That’s why fate threw me here—so I’d hold the post.

And what about the princes? As they say, if they don’t want to, we’ll force them; if they can’t, we’ll teach them. That applies to steppe people and Germans, too. And meanwhile Byzantium lives on its own fast-fading grandeur, making way for young European predators. Only I’m a junior soldier, and I’m sixteen years old. Will it be possible to make the Russian Land stronger so it can withstand all misfortunes? If you want and do it, everything will work out.