king of ros

Chapter 123 Forest Attack
Yes, self-destructive, the mentality of wanting to be destroyed is too obvious.

But considering his experience, that's not surprising.

Little Myshko's origins are very clear to Rostislav. Rather than saying that he was sent to Northeast Rus to carry out the king's mission, it is better to say that he was exiled to Northeast Rus and could never return to Poland.

Although he had never met the son-in-law Kazimierz (King of Poland), according to Uncle Edward, when the little Myshko and Kazimierz were very similar, Rostislav understood most of the ins and outs.

After all, the power of Kazimierz comes from marriage. In this case, the story of illegitimate children can only be unfolded outside Poland, so that everyone can turn a blind eye.

For this reason, Meshko, who was dispatched to Northeast Ross, was full of complaints, but after observing this period of time, it seems that his complaints did not turn into hatred or let him down, but turned into hatred for God. fanatical belief.

"It seems that Uncle Edward has to keep an eye on this kid. I don't want my uncle to complain that I didn't take good care of his son..."

Muttering in his mouth, Rostislav went to look for Edward, his uncle who always had a smile on his face.

When Rostislav found Edward, he was playing a game of dice with his Hungarian archers, and that smile returned to Edward's face when Rostislav told him what he wanted.

"No problem, my nephew, I've discovered the kid's problem a long time ago, and it's not a problem at all."

Rostislav, who received Edward's promise, didn't stay longer, but went to get busy with other things, and there were a lot of preparations for the battle.

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This day was no different for the Bulgar army. They still walked on the path in the forest and had to face the projectiles shot from the forest from time to time.

The Bulgar army couldn't help getting tired along the way, but the temptation called silver inspired them to stand up again. As long as they reach Kashin and take down the silver mine, everyone can become rich!

Just when they thought that today would be a daily march, a team of cavalry arrived quietly. Their equipment was tightly tied so that they could not make any noise, and the horseshoes of the war horses were all wrapped with cloth. , reducing the noise as much as possible.

The noble warriors led their horses forward in the forest, but their bodies were stained with dust, which made them a little ashamed.

It is true that the Bulgar army did not find this team operating in the forest, and the noise caused by their marching had completely covered up these noises.

This is the raiding team composed of Rostislav's elite. Rose personally stood side by side with the Polish knights, and the Hungarian horse archers adjusted their bowstrings.

The cavalry are ready to kill, they are eager to try, looking forward to firing the first shot of the battle.

Finally, Bulgar's army reached the predetermined position. As the big tree in front of the army fell as planned, the horses at the front were startled, causing the soldiers to panic, and the formation behind them became confused without knowing what happened ahead. , Rostislav drew his long sword and held it in front of the steel nose guard.

"In the name of Saint George, the angels protect us, let us defeat the heretics!"

"In the name of Saint George!"

The crowd shouted so frantically, they started to pat their horses and followed Rostislav's red horse and the banner of St. George's dragon slaying.

The deafening horns sounded from all directions, which was originally intended to confuse the enemy army, but at this moment, they undoubtedly made the knights' impact more powerful.

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For the Bulgars, they were stunned by the sudden sound of the horn. It was the first time they encountered such a thing while marching for so long, but the arrows and spears following the horn made them wake up immediately.

Even if the cavalry under Rostislav were not good at riding bows, they still carried javelins on their backs. Taking advantage of the time of impact, they naturally tilted their fire at the Bulgars crazily.

Many of the Bulgars were caught off guard and shot down, and the Bulgars' ranks were thrown into disarray, but the officers' shouts made them point their shields in the right direction.

Countless shields were set up at this moment, and then arrows and javelins smashed on them, making the soldiers behind the shields tremble with fear.

It's just that something even more terrifying happened next, because the fully armed Ross cavalry rushed out of the place where the arrows and spears came from!
Little Myshko crossed Rostislav and rushed to the head of the line. The Polish young man still wore his red-leaf smock over his chain mail, and held a sharp long sword in his hand. Shouting frenzied slogans.

"In the name of the Lord!"

The first to die at the hands of a Polish knight was a Bulgar soldier with a shield, who extended his spear towards the enemy with the butt resting on the ground, as many Bulgar spearmen did, intending to stab galloping cavalry.

It's just that just when the spearman who was hiding behind the shield poked his head out, a sharp long sword came oncoming.

The long sword with the added power of the galloping horse not only split the man's helmet and face, but also turned him over, and then the horse knocked over a soldier holding an ax and holding a shield. The man thought it was a spearman. He could force the cavalry to stop, so he stepped forward to harvest the head, but what he bumped into was his god of death.

After Little Myshko, heavily armed cavalry entered the battle one after another, and the rough infantry defense line couldn't stop so many galloping heavy cavalry at all.

In just a moment, Bulgar's soldiers were either knocked to the ground or hacked with knives and axes. They had no ability to resist in front of so many cavalry.

The morale of this group of Bulgars also completely collapsed at that moment, the soldiers were disintegrated, and a small number of elites persisted in fighting and retreating, but their destruction was only a matter of time.

"Expand the results! Expand the results! But don't disperse!"

Letting go of the riding spear that stabbed the Bulgar soldiers to the ground, Rostislav yelled that he had to cause as many casualties as possible to the Bulgars before they could react!
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"Bastard, what the hell happened? What's the matter with these Ross people?"

In front of the Bulgar army, the Bulgars around the collapsed giant tree had heard the commotion and fighting coming from behind them, Akkad couldn't help but roared.

Rostislav attacked the middle of the Bulgar army. After all, his goal was not to win, but to cause as much damage as possible.

"I'll take people to the rear to support immediately, Lord Akkad, please guard this side."

Aleph's reaction was quick. He had assembled nearly a hundred Bulgar heavy cavalry, and these people were now surrounding him.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you first."

Seeing that the military situation was urgent, Akkad directly agreed.

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(End of this chapter)