“...When we went into battle, we had faith in the gods, Everyone believed in fate, they were ready to die. And from that very faith our bodies grew stronger, Our courage and will accomplished our deeds...” IX century, Slavic lands, danger and death lurk at every step. The bitterness and pain of loss, disappointment and collapse of all hopes could have destroyed him, but he did not give up. Having lost his family and friends as a result of the Khazar raid, Radmir joins the Rus and becomes one of them. Having gone from a youth to a centurion of the prince's squad, the young knight finds new friends, finds loved ones, and love arises in his heart. Khazar arrows, Varangian swords, deceit and betrayal, all this can be overcome, overcome and mastered. He believed in himself, in his luck and his leaders, he became one of those before whose eyes a powerful and glorious power was born, whose name is Kievan Rus.