king of ros

Chapter 44: Ambush Array
"Here we come! Here we come! The Polovites are coming!"

In fact, there was no need for the scouts to shout. According to the vibration of the ground, everyone could already feel the arrival of the cavalry, and there were quite a few of them.

The Rus lined up in front of a thicket of reeds, and the infantry raised their round and kite shields and formed a shield wall, behind which the archers and crossbowmen hid, holding their weapons ready to shoot.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Guvalan stabilized the infantry line. His gorgeous ruby ​​helmet compared to ordinary soldiers made him stand out from the crowd and made him very conspicuous on the battlefield. What can I do for him.

That is to say, in an instant, the Polovian cavalry appeared in front of the Ross people, like a sea tide coming in at high tide. Bow to shoot arrows, project more firepower.

Immediately, several people were caught off guard and shot down, and several people's horses were shot down, but the Polovci people quickly reacted, picked up their bows and started to fight back, shooting arrows, facing the nomads without panic. Battles on the prairie are never uncommon. Shooting each other with bows is the norm, and standing with arrows is nothing at all.

Most of the arrows landed on the shields of the shield wall. The sound and feeling of the arrows hitting the shields made the Ross soldiers who were still peasants very frightened, but the discipline and the supervision of the soldiers still urged them to hold up their shields and stand firm on the front line. And reason also tells them that this is the most correct behavior at the moment.

But after a long time, accidents will appear. When a Ross soldier was shot down by an arrow shot through the gap between the shields, a gap appeared in the shield wall immediately. Arrows immediately flew into the gap, and more fell.

Seeing this, Gevalan was also unambiguous, shouting to retreat.

The Rus soldiers retreated into the reeds with great relief, as if they were fleeing, and the Polovets could not help cheering at how easy the victory was, and then, seeing that the weak enemies were about to retreat, they shouted to each other, "Run on horses and chase after them!" .”

They didn't notice the orderly chaos of the fleeing Ross people at all, they just followed the Ross people's pace and rushed into the reeds.

The Russians were forced to retreat into the reeds. Tugel saw it, and he was very happy about it, and immediately sent more soldiers-he must kill all the Russians, and let them serve as a defense against the grassland nobles. to pay for the offense.

It's just that the Polovite cavalry who entered the reeds immediately got into trouble. The reeds were muddy, and the horses couldn't run after rushing in. Many cavalry got stuck in the swamp and couldn't move. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get out of the swamp. tentacle.

The Ross people who had been preparing for a long time emerged from various places, aiming at the cavalry in the mud, either stabbing with spears or hacking with swords and axes. They had an orderly division of labor and a clear goal.

Poor these nomadic cavalry, they were powerless to resist the attack from all sides on the horse. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the screams kept ringing. They fell from the horse one after another, and the blood stained the muddy ground.

The cavalry at the back didn't know what was going on, and thought that the screams of the Ross people were all ahead. Their desire for military exploits prompted them to rush in in order to win glory, and more and more people crowded into the swamp.

The nomadic cavalry rushed on their horses and were immediately trapped in the mud. Rus ambushes poured out everywhere. Bows and arrows flew wildly, spears and axes came down. The Rus who had been ambushing for a long time beat the Polovets into a panic, and they couldn't parry at all. This wave after wave of attacks.

The Ross people can be said to be at ease. The swamp and reeds separated the Polovets army, allowing them to easily defeat the enemy one by one, slaughtering the enemy like slaughtering livestock.

The form developed into this way, and the Polovets also understood how predicament they were in. The Polovets, who had not yet fallen into the swamp, and the noble children who had entered the battle for the first time turned their horses and ran back along the reeds, wanting to Escape from this battlefield of blood and sword.

But what they didn't expect was that they had already been taken away by the javeliners.

The Chude people threw countless spears, and most of the horses in front were shot to death. They piled up on the ground, and the riders rolled on the ground.

The people of Polovts were naturally very anxious. Some people didn't know what to do and stood there in a daze. Others took out their bows and shot at the Chude javeliners, but the Chude people reacted faster. The javelin flew past before the arrow was nocked.

The Chude people pushed aside the reeds, and they chased after them with hatchets and spears. They wore fur caps, no armor on their bodies, and only clothed clothes that did not reach the knees. They carried javelins on their backs and walked freely in the muddy ground.

The tribal people from the north are no strangers to the muddy land, and fighting in such an environment is like a duck to water. For many people, this is no different from the raid war in the north, but it is just a change of rolling on the muddy ground.

These descendants of Polovts nobles died soon at the hands of these Chude people. The fighting style of the Chude people was filled with the wildness of the north, and their moves were deadly, making them unable to deal with them.

For such short-clothed infantry, if these noble children would not care at all, they would just step on their horses, but now the weak enemy in their eyes has become their god of death.

The Chude people, who did not gain much military exploits in the raid that night, drank the blood of Polovts today.

The valuable feathers from the helmets of these noble boys were removed, and these arrogant warriors were killed by a group of infantry they despised.

On the other side, Rostislav personally led his "friend cavalry" to make a sudden attack among the Polovets. Whenever the Polovets began to gather, they would kill and break the enemy's front line. .

Rostislav's battle formation skills were undoubtedly revealed on the battlefield. He easily knocked down the Polovets in front of him. Whether it was an ordinary herdsman or a famous warrior, the only fate before his sharp sword was death.

His subordinates also formed a battle group with him as the core. Rostislav's "friends" armed with spears or bows, followed their prince to fight, and cooperated with him to strangle the Polovets invaders one after another. .

The archers and crossbowmen occupied the only small slope with a higher terrain, and kept shooting at the enemies below. The arrows kept falling, and the slingers kept throwing sharpened stones, opening holes in the heads of the Polovets. .

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"What's going on? What's going on inside?"

As the screams gradually faded, Tugel became uneasy. If they won, someone should come to report now?If the Ross people win...how is this possible?Didn't the Rus retreat into the reeds?

He sent in three quarters of his soldiers, all cavalry, and he didn't believe that so many cavalry could not beat the retreating Ross people.

Unless... that's a trap.

When he suddenly thought of this, the soldiers under his command started making noise for some reason, interrupting Tugel's thoughts.

"It's out! It's finally out!"

Finally, some Polovian cavalrymen ran out from the reeds in a panic. Seeing their bloody and wounded appearance, Tugel knew that he had been tricked!
Suddenly, a rain of arrows mixed with javelins fell on the remaining troops of Tugel. Rose's Arrows.

Even for the Kipchak warriors wearing chain mail, unfortunately, many of their armor was shot through by the enemy's projectiles-javelins and crossbow arrows-, and these steppe warriors fell off their horses.

As for the unarmored herdsmen, their fur couldn't protect them from the attacks from the sky, and they fell down in pieces. Those who finally took their lives were terrified and almost wanted to leave first.

The screams rang out, which undoubtedly caused the morale of the grassland invaders to plummet.

"Go! Let's go! Damn it, I was tricked!"

Tugel realized that his main force was gone, and the situation was extremely unfavorable.

And although he must take revenge, he also knows the way of survival, and running away immediately is the right thing to do. As for revenge or something-the future will be long, and we will fight again in the future.
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(End of this chapter)