Thence he travelled and fell in with Trannon, the monarch of the Ruthenians.  Desiring to spy out the strength of his navy, he made a number of pegs out of sticks, and loaded a skiff with them; and in this he approached the enemy’s fleet by night, and bored the hulls of the vessels with an auger.  And to save them from a sudden influx of the waves, he plugged up the open holes with the pegs he had before provided, and by these pieces of wood he made good the damage done by the auger.  But when he thought there were enough holes to drown the fleet, he took out the plugs, thus giving instant access to the waters, and then made haste to surround the enemy’s fleet with his own.  The Ruthenians were beset with a double peril, and wavered whether they should first withstand waves or weapons.  Fighting to save their ships from the foe, they were shipwrecked.  Within, the peril was more terrible than without:  within, they fell back before the waves, while drawing the sword on those without.  For the unhappy men were assaulted by two dangers at once; it was doubtful whether the swiftest way of safety was to swim or to battle to the end; and the fray was broken off at its hottest by a fresh cause of doom.  Two forms of death advanced in a single onset; two paths of destruction offered united peril:  it was hard to say whether the sword or the sea hurt them more.  While one man was beating off the swords, the waters stole up silently and took him.  Contrariwise, another was struggling with the waves, when the steel came up and encompassed him.  The flowing waters were befouled with the gory spray.  Thus the Ruthenians were conquered, and Frode made his way back home.

Finding that some envoys, whom he had sent into Russia to levy tribute, had been horribly murdered through the treachery of the inhabitants, Frode was stung by the double wrong and besieged closely their town Rotel.  Loth that the intervening river should delay his capture of the town, he divided the entire mass of the waters by making new and different streams, thus changing what had been a channel of unknown depth into passable fords; not ceasing till the speed of the eddy, slackened by the division of its outlet, rolled its waves onward in fainter current, and winding along its slender reaches, slowly thinned and dwindled into a shallow.  Thus he prevailed over the river; and the town, which lacked natural defences, he overthrew, his soldiers breaking in without resistance.  This done, he took his army to the city of Paltisca.  Thinking no force could overcome it, he exchanged war for guile.  He went into a dark and unknown hiding-place, only a very few being in the secret, and ordered a report of his death to be spread abroad, so as to inspire the enemy with less fear; his obsequies being also held, and a barrow raised, to give the tale credit.  Even the soldiers bewailed his supposed death with a mourning which was in the secret of the trick.  This rumour led Vespasins, the king of the city, to show so faint and feeble a defence, as though the victory was already his, that the enemy got a chance of breaking in, and slew him as he sported at his ease.