Alexandr Nevsky:
Isn't there enough space here for you to stand and fight?
Vasili Buslai:
These parts are unknown to us and covered with darkness. It will be easier to fight on our side. Withdraw your forces from the lake, Prince.
Gavrilo Oleksich:
Hurry, Prince, he's talking sense. We shall return to our side of the lake before sunrise. It will be easier to fight standing on our own soil. Every stone there is a friend, every ravine a brother.
Alexandr Nevsky:
One who won't fight on enemy soil has no need of his own! We shall fight on foreign soil. Understood?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:31