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"I am the Flail of God. If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon You."

They [the Mongols] attacked Russia, where they made great havoc, destroying cities and fortresses and slaughtering men; and they laid siege to Kiev, the capital of Russia; after they had besieged the city for a long time, they took it and put the inhabitants to death. When journeying through that land you would came across countless skulls and bones of dead men lying about on the ground. Kiev had been a very large and thickly populated town, but it had been reduced almost to nothing, for there were at the present time scarcely two hundred houses there and the inhabitants were kept in complete slavery. In just a mere three years, the Mongols destroyed and annihilated all of the major cities of Russia with the exceptions of Novgorod and Pskov...

The Mongol Empire at its greatest extent included entirely Mongolia, Tibet, China, Korea, Romania, Pakistan, much or all of Russia, Siberia, Ukraine, Belarus, Cilicia, Anatolia, Georgia, Armenia, Persia, Iraq, Hungary, Lithuania, Poland, most of Europe, all of Central Asia, and parts of Burma. In the mean time, many countries became vassals or tributary states of the Mongol Empire.

About half of the Russian population may have died during the invasion. Historians estimate that up to half of Hungary's two million population at that time were victims of the Mongol invasion.

All in all, the Mongol Empire was the largest in history.

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The History of Mother Mongolia

The timeline of the rise and fall of the Greatest Empire that ever conquered Europe.

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Moscovie Report | 10/27/2010 10:48 pm
Moscovie
*Keeps his calm lavender eyes down at all costs; not chancing to flinch at his 'mother's' cruel touch. He knew so much better than that.* ...Da. *The child's ash-blond head remained loosely still; not even bothering to nod, knowing well enough his submissive answers were understood* ...Da, Maht...~

Kyivska Rus Report | 10/27/2010 7:20 am
Kyivska Rus
*Drops to the ground, catching his breath and glaring up at her as she walks away, not saying a word.*
...
Kyivska Rus Report | 10/26/2010 9:04 pm
Kyivska Rus
Gnk... *winces as he grips onto his blade* ... Ви породження Сатани.

(Ви породження Сатани: You are a spawn of Satan)
Kyivska Rus Report | 10/25/2010 7:29 am
Kyivska Rus
My little Rus will never, ever call himself a Mongol. Such a name would be dishonorable. >(
Laurence Evelyne Report | 10/24/2010 4:49 am
Laurence Evelyne
-Already dressed in his normal Fur robe plated with armor of solid gold and inframmed with a silverlining
Much fitting for the ruler of most of europe and Asia, Atleast he thought so in his own head as he brushed off the dust-
I will be taking the little one and teach him, 'Mother', When we come back he'll be devoid of anything.
Emotions
Family
Weakness
It'll all be gone.
Kyivska Rus Report | 10/23/2010 11:29 am
Kyivska Rus
*frowns* They are not Mongols! They are Rus!
Moscovie Report | 10/23/2010 11:14 am
Moscovie
*The child's ruined fingers and toes were beginning to burn from the heat of the nearby fire, but he did not chance another show of even minor pain. He would be punished for it for sure. His lowered eyes held no expression, even at the new mention of a future (and certainly painful) 'training'. He waited several seconds past his personal tyrant's last syllable to reply; not daring the chance of interrupting.*
.......Da, maht.
*It was hard to keep a small ember of hope from glowing too brightly in his small heart, already having seen all the terror of the world.

To be strong.

When he was strong, he could have friends.
When he was strong, he could see his sisters.
When he was strong, he could break free of this hell..*
Laurence Evelyne Report | 10/23/2010 10:48 am
Laurence Evelyne
-Sighing out as he released the Grip on his clothes and instead ran his fingers through the fur.
His smile slowly widened at the strokes and he tilted his head upward, to stare at the ceiling of the room
It wasnt because there was anything in particular that interrested him, it just soothed him.
The term "With the head in the sky" would be very fitting in this situation and he slowly lowered his Long eyelashes
at said ceiling-


The strongest, Huh?
Laurence Evelyne Report | 10/23/2010 8:30 am
Laurence Evelyne
-He just gave her a soft smile and nodded
Seemly to be in deep thought he turned his head Forwards again
Continuesly staring at the small Ash flakes as if he was scared they would
Turn their direction and come directly at them.
He gripped unto his cothing and sighed out, turning his head once again to his mother-

I Promise you, We will be the biggest.
I Swear.
Moscovie Report | 10/23/2010 7:56 am
Moscovie
*The child did not chance to flinch at the endearment which passed such a forked tongue. He only stepped back, slowly, uniformly, until settling just to the side of the door where his ruined feet crumpled beneath him to bow. She liked that, he remembered..*
...Da, Maht.
*A loud voice agitated her, how he knew! He had been good and he had learned. Now he never raised his voice..*
. . .
*Vaguely, a worry gnawed at the little Russian's stomach that he had done something wrong to need to lie about this. It was all his fault, this too he had learned. That he was cold and hungry and weak, that all his soldiers who would protect him were in faraway lands fighting this woman's battles, and that his father had been cut down before him. It was all because he had sinned. He had sinned, and now god gathered the due..
Recalling the past tragedies now did not even draw a change in the boy's icily submissive mask. He had spend enough nights dreaming about them, a singular death in particular had scarred his young eyes each and every time he closed them.
Shifting to a slightly more accommodating (and proper!) position; a pained grunt was bitten back for the countless time that day; that decade. Begrudgingly, his lowered violet eye cast at the guilty leg. He still had a limp from the last rebellion...*

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