The pagans built many fortifications in the square, but these fortifications all faced the palace, and there was nothing behind them.
Therefore, it can be said that the Christian cavalry reached their destination smoothly.
What followed was naturally a massacre. Facing those warriors riding tall horses and wrapped in armor, the powerlessness of the pagans was immediately revealed.
And after seeing the cavalry belonging to the cross coming, all the Christians in the palace immediately protruded through the gate, and the archers on the city wall kept firing arrows.
In this way, the two armies achieved a front-to-back attack.
What's more, the previously dispersed crowds made the pagans even more distraught, and the nomadic cavalry who had come to support them hurriedly left, further reducing their morale.
And most of the staunch believers died in the previous sieges of the palace. Now facing such a massacre, collapse is a foregone conclusion.
The attacking pagans now became the party being attacked, and this attack soon turned into a real massacre. The swords kept cutting down, blood flowed continuously, and each soul went to the gods they believed in.
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When the last resisting pagan fell, cheers broke out inside and outside the palace. The Christians cheered for victory and for the end of this long day.
The same was true for the generals who commanded the army, but it was a pity for Rostislav that he could not find the body of Zhergi. The prince of Moscow held a grudge against this guy for his behavior of wanting his life.
Although it was possible that his body had been buried in the pile of corpses in the chaos, Rostislav had a strong feeling in his heart.
That is, this guy is not dead. He is now fleeing in the wilderness outside the city. This guy will not die so easily. His story is not over yet.
Rostislav felt very sorry for this, and regretted that he could not kill this man.
However, he didn't think this was a bad thing. An adult claimant with the blood of Arpad was operating in the wilderness. His Majesty Bella's expression must have been very exciting when she thought of this.
This gave the Kingdom of Hungary a factor of instability, and Rostislav was looking forward to the next development.
But now is not the time to think about this. The most important thing is to see the Christian princes they rescued.
The prince of Moscow and the Polish nobles rode forward together in a square filled with corpses and cheering soldiers. This square used to be made of bricks and stones, but now the bricks and stones are covered with blood and corpses. Many of the corpses still have arrows on them. It can be seen that
How fierce the battle is here.
On the other side, soldiers were tying up the captured infidels. These guys looked depressed, and some were even crying. After all, just before the riot, these people were just civilians, and their psychological quality was the same.
As for the die-hard pagans, they were full of toughness, and some even insulted the Christian soldiers.
In Rostislav's opinion, these people are very smart. They are motivating others to kill him, because he knows that if he does not die, what he will experience next will be even more cruel.
It's just that the soldiers ignored them. They were all veterans. Who didn't know what these guys were thinking? They even stopped the newcomers who couldn't bear it. How could the story end like this?
Rostislav felt very emotional in his heart, today is really an extremely exciting day.
After experiencing so many conspiracies, so many fights, from civil war in the city to outside the city, and then from outside the city to inside the city, it was really an exciting day.
He has experienced many dangers, but none of them can compare with today in terms of scale and degree of conspiracy.
Rostislav, who was thinking this way, was suddenly stopped by a voice, and Prince Rus took a closer look, only to realize that it was Boleslaw who was calling Poland, His Majesty the King of Poland.
At this moment, the Polish king was almost bathed in blood, and the blood from the dead souls of his men had dyed his blouse red.
There was no discomfort on the king's face. On the contrary, it showed satisfaction, greedy satisfaction, a kind of satisfaction that made Rostislav very uncomfortable.
Although Rostislav was proficient in battle formations and had become accustomed to all the bloodshed, he had never developed any enthusiasm for the battlefield, and he would always be disgusted with the battlefield in his heart.
Another person next to the King of Poland who was bathed in blood made Rostislav even more unhappy, because it was his second uncle, Svyatoslav Yaroslavich.
The two of them each pulled a corpse and sat down, their faces full of exhaustion. It seemed that the fighting had greatly consumed their energy.
And around him were Polish knights and Russian soldiers. These people were also covered in blood, but they stood there with their backs straight, maintaining the dignity of the nobility and the power of the ruler. Only from their heavy breathing could they
Only then can you hear his fatigue.
Rostislav originally did not want to step forward, but since he had been called out, Rostislav could not pretend that he had not seen anything.
Enduring the discomfort in their hearts, Rostislav and Sichech walked in front of the two Christian princes.
"It seems that the two of you have achieved great results, Your Majesty, and your second uncle."
The prince of Moscow and the Polish nobleman dismounted together, and then the two of them gave a slight salute, while the two opposite men also stood up and returned the salute. Then the Polish nobleman automatically walked behind his king and stood with the knights who maintained their grace and power.
This made Rostislav take another look at this man. He did not expect that he was such a respectful minister of the King of Poland. He originally thought that this man who dared to command the army by himself would not be so respectful in front of the King.
But what Rostislav didn't know was that this nobleman respected the king, but he also had his own ideas, and he did not obey the king unconditionally...
"Thanks to you for coming. Today is a really dangerous day. This is the first time I have been surrounded like this in all my years of fighting. If you hadn't won the battle outside, we would have been doomed."
King Boleslaw said, his words were more ridiculing than complaining. It seemed that His Majesty the King didn't feel much about the predicament of being surrounded, and was even a little happy because of the fight.
As for why he knew about the fighting outside the city, it was because there was a high tower in the palace of Fehshvar, and the soldiers on the tower could see the fighting outside the city.
"Rostislav, you organized the troops outside the city and defeated the infidels who came to help. You can say that you saved everyone in the city."
As for Svyatoslav, he did not have as much fun as Boleslaw. He thanked Rostislav very solemnly, and his feelings were very sincere.
This made the prince of Moscow a little uncomfortable. In his mind, his second uncle was a potential enemy, so how could he thank himself?
But faced with the natural response to this thank you, Rostislav had to return the favor rather unnaturally.
"This is what I should do, second uncle."
And his second uncle's gratitude was indeed sincere, because as a careerist, Svyatoslav also thought of the things that Rostislav had been passionate about.
At that time, he thought that Rostislav would lead his army to leave. As long as he left, the power of all Russia would fall into his hands.
Svyatoslav had no complaints about this, after all, that was who he was, and his nephew did not make that choice.
Svyatoslav asked himself, if it were him, he would definitely do what Rostislav did not do.
So he sincerely thanked Rostislav, because this nephew did what he couldn't do.
After thanking him, Rostislav became concerned about another thing, that is, his second uncle was very close to the King of Poland. The two fought side by side, arm in arm.
Especially when you think about the fact that the King of Poland is still single, and his second uncle happens to have a daughter of the same age... This, this, should it be that history has its own inertia after all?
(Historically, the second uncle became the father-in-law of the King of Poland.)
If the second uncle has the King of Poland to help him, then some things must be cautious...
"Okay, don't thank me here anymore."
Boleslaw's impatient voice sounded, the King of Poland did not like this scene.