In ancient times three brothers lived in the land of Poland - Lech, Czech and Rus. Once they decided each of them would go his own way to get to know foreign countries. They promised to meet again when they reach adulthood. And so they did. The years passed. Lech arrived to the land covered with dense forest. He founded his town there, which he called Gniezdno. One autumn he went hunting in order to prepare the provisions for the approaching winter.
The hunting went very well; the knights were returning to their homes with carts full of game. Suddenly they heard the sound of the horn and the clatter of horses' hooves in the forest. Who else may be hunting in the prince's forests? Lech's team lined up in battle array, with bows ready to shoot. A group of unknown warriors rode into the clearing. The strangers looked menacing, they were bearded and armed.
Lech's team grasped their arms when the prince shouted happily: - I recognize you! I do! Czech! Rus! My beloved brothers! The joy exploded. The fires were lit by the river, the camp was made and the brothers spun their tales long at night. To celebrate this remarkable reunion, it was decided to found a town in this place and call it Poznań (from the Polish word "poznać" meaning "to meet").