Yes, self-destruction, the mentality of wanting to be destroyed is too obvious.
But considering his experience, it’s not surprising.
Rostislav's origin is very clear. Rather than being sent to Northeastern Rus to perform the king's mission, it is better to say that he was exiled to Northeastern Rus and could never return to Poland.
Although he had never met Kazimierz (King of Poland), his uncle, when Uncle Edward said that little Mieszko and Kazimierz were very similar, Rostislav understood most of the ins and outs.
After all, Kazimierz's power comes from marriage. In this case, the story of illegitimate children can only unfold outside Poland, so that everyone can turn a blind eye.
Meshko, who was sent to Northeast Rus for this reason, was naturally full of complaints. However, based on observations during this period, his complaints did not turn into hatred or make him depressed, but turned into hatred towards God.
fanatical belief.
"It seems I have to let Uncle Edward keep an eye on this kid. I don't want him 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 an unknown smile on his face.
When Rostislav found Edward, he was playing a dice game with his Hungarian archers, and when Rostislav told him his request, the smile appeared on Edward's face again.
"No problem, my nephew. I've discovered that kid's problem a long time ago. It's not a problem."
Rostislav, who had received Edward's promise, did not stay long, but went to get busy with other things, and was well prepared for the battle.
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This day was no different for the Bulgar army. They were still walking on the path in the forest and had to face the projectiles fired from the forest from time to time.
Along the way, the Bulgar army could not help but become tired, but the temptation called silver inspired them to stand up again. As long as they reach Kashen and capture 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 tied tightly so that it could not make any noise, and the hooves of the war horses were covered with cloth.
, reduce the noise as much as possible.
The noble warriors led their horses forward in the forest, but their bodies were stained with dust, making them look a little disgraced.
Indeed, the Bulgar army did not notice this small team moving in the forest. The noise caused by their march had completely covered up these noises.
This was a raiding party composed of Rostislav's elite, with Rostislav personally standing side by side with the Polish knights, and the Hungarian horse archers adjusting their bowstrings.
The cavalry were already ready for the killing. They were eager to take action, 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 down as planned, the horses in the front were startled, causing the soldiers to panic and causing confusion in the ranks behind them as they did not know what was happening in front.
, Rostislav drew out his sword and held it in front of the steel nose guard.
"In the name of St. George, with the angels protecting us, let us defeat the infidels!"
"In the name of St. George!"
Everyone shouted so enthusiastically, clapped their horses and started running, following Rostislav's red horse and the banner of St. George slaying the dragon.
Deafening horns sounded from all directions, originally intended to confuse the enemy, but at this moment, they undoubtedly made the knights' attack more powerful.
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For the Bulgars, they were confused when faced with the sudden sound of the horn. It was the first time they encountered such a thing after marching for so long, but the arrows and spears that came with 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 impact, they naturally focused their firepower on the Bulgars crazily.
Many Bulgar soldiers were shot down by surprise, and the Bulgar queue became chaotic, but the officer's shout still made them point their shields in the right direction.
Countless shields were set up at this moment, and then arrows and javelins hit them, making the soldiers behind the shields tremble in fear.
But something even more terrifying happened next, because the heavily armed Ross cavalry rushed out from where the arrows and spears came!
Little Mieszko crossed Rostislav and rushed to the front of the team. This young Polish man was still wearing his red leaf-covered blouse over his chainmail, holding a sharp long sword in his hand, and in his mouth:
Shouting fanatical slogans.
"In the name of the Lord!"
The first person to die in the hands of a Polish knight was a Bulgar soldier holding a shield. He stretched his spear towards the enemy and leaned the handle on the ground. Many Bulgar spearmen did this, intending to stab him like this.
Galloping cavalry.
But just when the spearman, who was hiding behind the shield, just poked his head out, he was greeted by a sharp long sword.
The long sword with the added power of the galloping war horse not only split the man's helmet and face, but also knocked his whole body over. Then the war horse knocked over a soldier holding an ax and raising a shield. This man thought he was a spearman.
He was able to force the cavalry to stop, so he stepped forward to harvest the heads, but what he encountered was his death.
After Little Meshko, the heavily armed cavalry entered the formation one after another. The rough infantry defense line could not stop so many galloping heavy cavalry.
In just a moment, Bulgar's soldiers were either knocked to the ground or hacked with swords and axes. They had no ability to resist in front of so many cavalry.
The morale of this group of Bulgars completely collapsed at that moment. The soldiers were defeated. A small number of elites persisted in fighting and retreated, but their destruction was only a matter of time.
"Expand the results! Expand the results! But don't scatter!"
Releasing the spear that had pinned the Bulgar soldiers to the ground, Rostislav roared, he had to cause as many casualties as possible to the Bulgars before they could react!
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"Asshole, what happened? What happened to these Russians?"
In front of the Bulgar army, the Bulgars surrounding the fallen giant tree had heard and seen the commotion and fighting coming from behind them, and Akade couldn't help but yelled.
Rostislav attacked the middle section of the Bulgar army. After all, his goal was not to win, but to cause as much damage as possible.
"I will immediately take people to the rear to provide support. Lord Akade, please guard this area."
Aleph reacted quickly. He had already gathered 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, Akade directly agreed.