king of ros

Chapter 58
When the sun rose high, the fog gradually dissipated. Compared with the difficulty of seeing just now, everything within a hundred meters can be seen clearly now.

As the mist dissipated little by little, the traces of the battle also appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Corpses in twos and threes were scattered in front of the formation. These were left by the fierce fighting of skirmishers. Both sides paid considerable casualties to stop the opponent's tentacles.

As the fog dissipated, the stragglers who were fighting ended their fighting and returned to their main formations. It was meaningless to continue fighting at this moment, and the real battle was coming.

Although the dense fog has faded a lot, the small amount of fog still makes people unable to see clearly the movement on the other side. The hearts of all Ross, including the Grand Duke himself, are still not lost. It is certain where they will come out from, and no one is sure what kind of tricks they will use.

At this moment, Rostislav was also able to see the situation of the central army and the right wing where the Grand Duke was. The Grand Duke was still wearing the armor he had seen during his campaign in Estonia. He was surrounded by personal soldiers, and his whole body was full of the majesty of the Grand Duke of Kyiv.

As for the right wing, it was a silver light. Countless iron-clad warriors formed a strong front. If necessary, they could immediately turn into steel-clad iron fists, giving the nomadic army a beautiful right uppercut.

"What kind of strategy will the Polovites adopt? Horseback riding or roundabout riding and shooting?"

Rostislav was surrounded by his own soldiers, and in front of him were monastery militiamen with nervous expressions. Although they never doubted their victory, they were extremely nervous before the battle. Anyway, they had just stepped onto the battlefield It's just a rookie.

The prince was a little nervous. Before the opponent made a move, it was always the most nervous moment, and he was facing the fierce grassland nation of Polovci, the enemy who would plague Ross for hundreds of years.

"It's just a few tricks, let them come, let them smash their heads in front of the battle line, and the shield wall will block everything as usual."

Yang said in a nonchalant tone that he grew up on the story of the great victory over the Pechenegs, and the childhood memory of their generation is Ross's crushing of the grassland.

According to the original history, Rostislav should also have the same idea, but it is a pity that the prince's body is now a soul from a later life. He knows what kind of harm these smelly shepherds will bring to Rose when they come back. impact and destruction.

Govalan walked in the army formation, shouting to cheer up the farmers, while the guards chanted God's prayers to comfort their souls.

The wait didn't last long, because soon everyone felt the vibration of the ground. At first, it was just some small stones trembling slightly, but soon it was so severe that everyone could feel it.

It was clear to everyone that the Polovites had come.

"They actually chose to attack directly, really regardless of casualties."

Rostislav was a little surprised. He thought that the serious battle would start after the guerrilla cavalry and shooting, but as a result, the enemy was all cavalry charging as soon as they came up.

"Soldiers, hold on to the front line, fix the carriage tightly, the impact may be a bit big later."

Guvalan's voice sounded in the infantry queue, and the captain who had experienced the enemy immediately realized what to do now. Under his voice, the soldiers were busy reinforcing the carriage, and many spearmen even put their spears on it.

And the archers bent their bows to build them, and when the nomadic cavalry rushed out of the fog, all arrows would be fired, turning them into sieves.The most flanking cavalry hurriedly finished their rest and boarded their horses, ready to deal with the flanking Polovets.

The melodious sound of horns sounded in the air, telling the Ross people to prepare for battle.

The prince's eyes were fixed on the indifferent fog ahead, waiting for the nomadic cavalry to rush out of it.

As the trembling of the ground became more and more intense, everyone knew that the Polovites were coming, and everyone held their weapons tightly, preparing for the next fight, and everyone knew that whether to be rich or poor depends on today's fight.

Finally, the first war horse broke through the thin fog that was about to dissipate and appeared in people's eyes, followed by the second, and the third...hordes of war horses appeared in front of the Ross people, and the entire line of sight was covered by the horses. Flooded, at a glance, it looks like a sea of ​​horses.

But the soldiers who had already prepared themselves for this made exclamations, even fear, and the reason was very simple-these horses had no riders, not even saddles and stirrups!

"God, what is this?"

Rostislav couldn't help being stunned watching this scene, he never thought that what rushed out would be a herd of empty horses.

Looking from the sky, it looked like a raging fire made of war horses swept in, and everything that stood in front of them was ruthlessly devoured.

Rostislav predicted that the entire nomad army might crash into the front line, so he discussed with the Grand Duke that the way to deal with it was the current car formation, but the result was such a scene.

The Russians were caught off guard by this scene. It was the first time for many people to see such a huge herd of horses. Rostislav saw many soldiers subconsciously retreat, and stood still tremblingly under the scolding of his own soldiers.

Even many soldiers flinched, their fear was written on their faces, but in the end it was glory and responsibility that made them stand back.

"Crazy, the Polo Ways are crazy, they're totally crazy."

Driving such a huge herd of livestock to attack the army formation is indeed an act of madness. It is really a waste of money to use so many livestock to do the terrible thing of rushing to the formation.But this is true for Ross, but it is nothing to the grassland nomads. Khan doesn't have many other things in his hands, but livestock is definitely enough!
"Shoot! Shoot! Are you all stupid! Shoot those beasts!"

Following bursts of flustered and similar words, the Ross archer finally shot the arrow that should have been shot when the first war horse appeared, and the sky was filled with arrows all of a sudden.

The rain of arrows rained down on the heads of the horses, and many prairie horses fell to the ground like this, sometimes tripping the unlucky horses behind them together. The scene was dusty and spectacular.

It's a pity that although the number of horses hit by arrows was quite a lot, it was still not enough compared to the total number of horses. The horses still rushed forward with unstoppable momentum, and the ground trembled due to the trampling of countless hooves.

The archers fired a few more rounds of arrows, but it was a pity that there were still not enough horses on the ground, and the total number of horses was still very scary.

The hands of the Ross soldiers behind the carriage trembled, and the confidence that was once abundant is gone. Looking at the horses rushing like waves, all their courage disappeared, and they still stood still because of the constraints of discipline and The supervision of the soldiers behind him.

Fortunately for Rostislav, these horses did not directly crash into his left flank, but they rushed towards the central army where the Grand Duke was!

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(End of this chapter)