"Everyone! The head of the barbarian chief is right in front of us! As long as we capture him, we can achieve immortality."
Rostislav's sword pointed at the Estonian barbarian chieftain who was protected by soldiers. That was military merit, that was glory, and that was a reward.
"Come with me! We're going to take his head off!"
"For victory!"
Accompanied by everyone's war roars and the crisp sound of swords clashing, everyone understood that victory was at this moment!
Alar's personal guards also noticed their arrival, and they took a serious stance to deal with the incoming enemies. A group of personal guards shouted and formed a battle formation against Rostislav.
But it was the Russian arrows that arrived first.
Rostislav attached an arrow with a long tip to the string. This was a special armor-piercing arrowhead that was polished by the arrowsmiths of Novo City who spent a lot of time and effort.
And its power also proves that it is worthy of the effort. No matter whether it is chain armor or scale armor, it is difficult to block this sharp blow.
The prince chose the armored man among the crowd. He was the leader of the crowd, holding a short ax and shouting to everyone.
The arrow from the string shot with fierce momentum towards the guard who was shouting at the top of his lungs, and accurately hit his chest. The iron ring was unable to withstand this powerful blow, and was shattered and torn under the power of the arrow.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Just when Chude's personal guards were still in a daze because their leader had fallen, Prince Ross's cavalry came trampling on them.
Rostislav bent his bow on the horse and aimed an arrow at the enemy in front of him. The arrow pierced the man's eye socket. The horse itself knocked over the Chud man who had raised his shield and trampled him under the horse's hooves.
The followers either use swords, spears, or bows like their princes, but they all have one thing in common, which is to charge into the enemy's formation with their horses and trample them wantonly.
The Chud front collapsed. They were unable to fight the enemy on horseback, and were defeated by the Russians. Even though they were the Chud guards personally selected by Aral, their glory as warriors had disappeared at this moment, and their courage was as thin as the wind.
Gone like sand.
"Reform! Reform!"
Rostislav, who had torn the enemy's line apart, was not dazzled by the victory. He knew very well that he had only defeated part of the Chud guards, and the main force of Aral was still ready.
At the prince's loud voice, everyone stopped chasing. Rostislav's series of battle performances had convinced everyone, even the most rebellious older soldiers.
On the other side, Aral, who was protected by soldiers, felt extremely bad. A few days ago, he surrounded the Russian Grand Duke here, but tonight he was forced into such a situation by the Norse who attacked at night.
At the beginning of the attack, the Estonian Vikings who he relied on betrayed him immediately after the battle began. The traitors set a fire in the camp, and the fire burned like a wildfire.
After the order of the entire Chude army was disrupted, the attackers came in with extreme violence. These Northmen in thick armor tore through their front line with no risk of death, and then they continued to retreat.
The flames of war burned right in front of him.
Aral is now under great pressure to make a decision. Now there is a Norse army pressing in from the front and a Russian cavalry from the side. It can be said that he is certain to die unless he escapes.
But if you escape, the situation you will face next is not much better than death. The siege of Yuriev is a huge gamble with everything on the line. It will be too difficult to make a comeback after the gamble fails.
However, his thinking could not last long, because right in front of him, the wild Norse broke through his battle formation.
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At the moment when the Chudish shield wall was completely torn apart, Rostislav was able to see the leader of these attackers. He was the first one to break through the enemy's formation.
He was a two-meter-tall strong man. His whole body was wrapped in chain iron rings, and his head was protected by a winged iron helmet. He was bathed in blood, but the blood obviously came from those who were stupid enough to stand in front of him.
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The leader holds an ax in one hand and a shield in the other. The shield is an oak shield. This kind of shield is strong, but it is easy to explode large pieces of sawdust and fragments due to heavy blows, so it is also easy to damage - but there is oak everywhere in the north, so it doesn't matter.
Already.
After the man broke through the battle formation, he continued his slashing. Then, the cold light disappeared and blood burst out.
The first Chude who came forward was beheaded.
The battle ax did not hesitate, avoiding the guard's chain wrist guard. When the man howled, he struck again from the shoulder to the heart.
The guards who were approaching the enemy couldn't help but hesitate when they saw this, but with the arrow on the string, no matter where they were in their duties or positions, they had no choice but to press forward.
The leader held a battle ax in his hand and was freely fighting and slashing among the enemy groups. The strength displayed by this man made Rostislav look sideways. Whether it was a series of iron rings or overlapping steel sheets, they were like parchment to him.
Fragile.
The leader's guards also rushed up, all wearing heavy armor to fight the enemy. They charged, collided, and faced the enemy with swords, fighting the enemy with courage and determination.
Soldiers from both sides continued to fall, with corpses stacked one on top of another. The Chudians were obviously the majority, and the morale and combat effectiveness displayed by the Norse people overwhelmed them.
Leader Nanos suddenly rushed towards the enemy in front of him, knocking the two people surrounding him to the ground, and then swung his ax into their helmets.
At this time, one of the guards tried to step forward for a sneak attack, but the next moment the leader stood up and struck out, leaving a horrific wound on the man's chest.
The Chude people could not last long in such a cruel battle. The guards collapsed like a broken embankment. Their morale had already declined due to the disadvantageous battle situation, and now this battle gave them the final blow.
There is no doubt that the North people have achieved a comprehensive victory. The Chude people are now desperate to escape from the battlefield. No one wants to resist, no one wants to gather, their morale has completely collapsed, and their belief in resistance has been lost.
disappear.
Even the big flag was washed away by the defeated troops and fell into the dust like garbage.
Behind the troops of Chude were the Northmen who were chasing them, but they did not indulge in the killing. Instead, they skillfully took out the rope and tied up the unlucky guy who had been knocked over.
In this way, the Chud people were completely defeated in such a short period of time, which surprised Rostislav who was watching the whole process from the side.
Prince Nuocheng asked his men to join in the pursuit, and he rode his horse into the battlefield. He saw the leader standing among the corpses, and he also noticed himself.
The man took off his helmet, revealing a very northern face and a standard Norse beard and long hair.