three hours passed, and i began to disrespect usyaslava.lities began to grow smaller, and you paid for your life. just make sure it’s yours. polatian prince of goodness of course, any kind of attack can be made. the yaraslavichs in kiev were not in the heat of the moment, because they were adrift in novgorod. ugly shoulder blades in the war with quality grow a harsh admistcy to the prince, wasteland in the pit of meniscus. ale usyaslav does not tip his hat, he knows that he is gathering troops and destroying the yaraslavites. spatkanna was damned. having slain the first crops and attacked, the terrible slaughter began. in the dark, the snaps will be caught with galleys, a few chains with steel chains, on such a life they will lay, the soul will be lost to hell. shmat the warrior killed two tanks. and who did it? afterwards the kiev chronicler was destroyed by usyaslav. the old pilot could not write another step about the great princes of kiev. the hours were like this: whoever the pilots are paid for, they are also involved in the battles o