The west bank is already filled with various fortifications, most of which are shields to prevent arrows. Archers wait behind these shields to fire arrows at the opposite side, and the opposite side fires arrows back from time to time.
As for those outside the enemy's range, there are rows of soldiers in full formation, waiting for the order to attack.
On the Volga River, the construction of pontoon bridges has reached the final stage, and strong men are laying planks on the connected ships.
The Russians built five pontoon bridges at the same time to maximize the projection of troops.
A shower of arrows fell, and several people without armor protection immediately fell into the water. Others hurriedly hid, but the supervisors were not afraid at all, because their armor was enough to block these arrows.
The Russian warships on the river quickly fired some arrows, but most of them landed on the baffle or the ground. After all, the Bulgars did a good job of defense and concealment.
Bulgar's main force is basically hiding behind the sandbank where the Russians can't see it. They will rush out as soon as the order is given. By then, the sandbank will be dyed red with blood.
As for the pontoon, the strong men immediately continued their work under the scolding of the supervisors wearing armor around them.
They even killed a few people to establish their authority. These people were strong men brought from Bulgar villages, and they didn't care about their lives.
Finally, as the pontoon bridge was built on the shoal of the sandbank, the impact began.
The Prince of Moscow and his generals were located on a small slope on the west bank, where an earthen platform was built to facilitate Rostislav's observation of the battlefield.
At the moment when the pontoon was completed, the flag officer next to Rostislav raised a flag with the Virgin on it. The meaning of this flag is very simple, impact.
As one of the commanders of the first wave of impact troops, Adam was still very nervous inside, but on the surface he still looked stable.
Alaire taught him many things, the most important of which was to hide your emotions and not let the enemy see your weaknesses.
He put a chain veil over his face, covering his beautiful face, and he did not hang a flag to indicate his location. This was a suggestion from Rostislav. After all, he still could not reveal his location rashly.
"go ahead!"
The order sounded simultaneously among the troops preparing to charge, and then they began to charge.
Each pontoon bridge has a troop in charge. Adam's Bulgars are responsible for one road, the two nomadic leaders Varu and John Sokal are each responsible for one road, and the other two roads are handed over to Rostov and Yaro respectively.
Troops of Slavl.
These soldiers, who were either crudely equipped or well-equipped, began to pass through the pontoon bridge at the same time.
Suddenly, thousands of people mobilized and ran at the same time, and the ground beneath their feet was kicked up with bursts of dust. The scenery was spectacular.
On the sandbank on the east bank, the Bulgars were also active, but many of the archers who had been shooting against the Russians on the river beach had retreated.
This scene made the soldiers who were attacking couldn't help but get excited. Look, their enemies retreated directly under their power!
But the next moment, a heavy rain of arrows was scattered on the army passing by the pontoon bridge. At this moment, whether or not they had armor immediately decided the fate of many people. The armor would either bounce off the armor, or bite into it hard.
In flesh and blood.
The landing points of the arrows were very accurate, and they were all in the middle of the pontoon. Rostislav was not surprised by this. Since the exchange of battles during this period, the people of Akade must have figured out the landing points of various shots.
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At that moment, many people either actively or passively fell into the water. Screams and calls for help were heard at that time, but this did not affect the impact of the Ross army at all. Everyone knew that the faster they rushed, the less likely they would die.
Under the arrow.
Soon, the nomadic cavalry arrived on the sandbar, and the infantry soon followed. Following the order, they used the obstacles on the beach to start to hold on and control the bridgehead to allow the follow-up troops to arrive.
The commander of the Bulgar Army, Akade, was naturally watching all this. He was hiding in a more secluded bunker on the top of the sandbar, which allowed him to overlook the entire landing site.
Akade understood that he could not just let the Russians consolidate the landing site, so Bulgar Khan immediately issued the order.
As the flag was raised, the hidden Bulgar cavalry immediately moved and crossed over from the sandbar behind the sandbar.
Those at the front were light-armored nomadic cavalry, mercenaries that Aqad had invited from the grasslands over the years, while behind were groups of Bulgar heavy cavalry, and finally the mercenaries who had been conscripted.
Bulgar infantry.
The Bulgars came with fierce power and started fighting with the Russians who had just established a foothold on the other bank.
Allah's cavalry first relied on their horse power and mercilessly crashed into the Russian queue.
These guys are extremely crazy and do not care about the risks of doing so. Even if they drag themselves to death, they still want to break through the Russian defense line.
The sound of impact, bone cracking and screams immediately rang out. The landing site had turned into a slaughterhouse. The Russian battle line was broken, and the Bulgars came in.
However, the Russians are still coming here through the pontoon bridge, and these continuous reinforcements have stabilized the situation.
"Forward! Fight for our prince! Kill these infidels!"
The Russian warriors fought bravely against the Bulgars under a hail of arrows, and there were deaths everywhere.
Rostislav saw a Bulgar knight first crush the head of a spearman, and then he was dragged down by the infantry and his throat was cut to death.
However, not all places were in such an embarrassing situation. For example, the two pontoon bridges in charge of the two groups of nomadic cavalry were caught in a melee with the incoming enemy.
These nomadic cavalry have changed a lot compared to when they first came to Rosti in the northeast. Many of them are now equipped with armor. The agricultural life and the sale of livestock over the years have allowed them to arm themselves with something.
John Sokal fought fiercely among the crowds. This nomadic chief had always been grateful for Rostislav's shelter.
Moreover, the stable life of Northeastern Rus in recent years has made the tribe rich and prosperous, but it is a pity that he has never had any opportunity to repay Rustislav on the battlefield.
Therefore, for this expedition, he not only brought most of the fighting men in the tribe, but he also swore in front of everyone that he would make military exploits in this battle and impress the prince.
So John Sokal charged desperately, and his skillful scimitar fighting skills caused those who stood in his way to fall in front of him one after another.
Even for a heavily armed person, the chief will quickly find the weakness of the armor, and then when the iron ring or iron piece is broken, his life is ruthlessly harvested with a knife.
And his fighting spirit boosted the morale of the tribesmen under his command. They followed the chief and fought more and more fiercely. These tribesmen have not fallen into martial arts training over the years, which is mainly due to their chief.
So in a scene of either holding on or retreating, John Sokal's troops defeated the Bulgars steadily.
Another nomadic chief, Varu, looked at all this and couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
He also wanted to gallop on the battlefield so bravely, just like in those melee battles on the grassland for the survival of the tribe, just like every son of the grassland.
But now he is surrounded by layers of guards from his tribe, and he is dressed like an iron can, while that boy Sokal goes into battle wearing a chain shirt.
Varu is now afraid of the battlefield. Now that he is rich, his increasingly superior life over the years has made his courage shrink, and he has not experienced the fighting in front of him for many years.
He didn't know when he was surrounded by soldiers. In the past, he would not flinch even if he faced a battle alone.
Moreover, Varu didn't even notice that his hands were still trembling slightly in the face of these fightings. This was a sight that had never happened before.
Now he prefers to engage in verbal battles with the Ross nobles rather than fighting on the battlefield.
These struggles were gentler and less bloody.
And he also paid the price for this. His subordinates were already filled with a large number of tribes that were forcibly brought in. In the past, they could only be subdued.
But now these tribes can be said to have basically lost the authority of his lord, and they are attacking and killing each other on their own.
For this reason, Varu has been reprimanded by Moscow several times, all of which were related to reports of robbery by his nomads. Varu has been unable to solve this problem. If he had just arrived in Northeastern Rus, he would have taken his tribesmen there long ago.
The entire tribe of the rebels was massacred.
"This kid is too reckless. He charges so hard and will be finished sooner or later. The enemies are too many and too strong. At this time, we should stick to our guns and stick to our orders."
Varu muttered in a low voice. He did not say this because he was worried about his comrades, but because he hoped that this boy would go to death as he said.
After all, only in this way can he prove his "correctness" in fearing the battlefield and Sokal's "foolishness".
Just as he was immersed in thinking, suddenly, Varu saw a small stone tower beside his horse's hooves, with red paint painted on it.
This aroused Varu's interest. He had not noticed this thing at all before. What was it for?
Just when the nomadic chief was curious, he suddenly heard a sharp scream coming from the sky. The scream made the chief raise his head involuntarily, and curiosity flashed in his eyes. Why was there a scream coming from the sky?
With such doubts, Varu saw a man with a face full of despair coming towards him from the air. Seeing this, Varu was stunned, and of course his brain reacted and he wanted to run away immediately.
By then, the "trapeze man" had already crashed down.
"Hahahahaha, Jadby, did you see that scene? Did you see the scene where the Russian was beaten to death by the traitor? It really made me laugh to death."
In the bunker on the sandbank ridge, Akade burst into laughter watching the scene. As for why he called Varu a Russian, it was because this guy and the guards around him were completely wearing Ross-style armor, so he naturally
Think of this person as a Russian.
"This is all because of your correct instructions, Khan."
The young man whom Akkad called Jadbi humbly said that he could not tell that the idea of using a small stone tower to mark the location of the trebuchet came from him.
Moreover, even though Jadbi was wearing armor, he still had a strong scribe's aura, but this was in line with his origin. He came from the Bolgar religious academy and was promoted by Akkad during the wars in recent years.
"Keep projecting, don't stop, throw out all those traitors, and then throw stones, which will make me sick and disgusted by the Russians."
Akade gave the order excitedly, and with his excited shouts, the trebuchet started working violently.
"Khan, your son has written a letter and wants to go out, do you think so?"
Jadby did not leave the bunker, but told Khan another matter, which Khan just said without hesitation.
"Let him be patient and continue to wait. How many troops have the Russians sent out now? Moreover, the water flow rate is not enough. Now is not the time to launch that attack."
"yes."
But at this moment, a little worry flashed across Jadby's face, but he quickly suppressed it. Sometimes it had nothing to do with him, and he just had to do his job well.
Just when Akade ordered the troops in high spirits, at the landing site, as Varu was killed by the people who threw him, the troops were also in trouble.
"Waru is dead? Was he crushed to death by someone falling from the sky?"
Rostislav was shocked when he received the news, but the confusion in Varu's troops was real.
These nomads either rushed into the enemy lines without thinking, or retreated along the pontoon bridge, and then got stuck with the soldiers crossing the river.
The constant falling trapezes and rocks undoubtedly added to the chaos.
Since Varu's troops were on the northernmost pontoon, Rostislav could see it very clearly. The Prince of Moscow also saw a rain of arrows raining down on the crowded queue, and it was unknown how many people died under the arrows.
"Damn it, the situation has to be turned around."
Although it was just chaos along the way, Rostislav knew that if the chaos was not suppressed, it would undoubtedly tilt the balance of victory towards the enemy.
He needs a brave cavalryman, and Rostislav really wants to raise him right now. He is here. If he does, he will definitely let him charge.
But soon, he thought that there was one person in his queue who was enough to complete this task.
"Meshko, let Meshko come over."
At the prince's order, the Polish knight came and knelt in front of him, but Rostislav said nothing and just pointed to the battlefield with the hand holding the whip.
"I need you to clean up over there. You go and select some troops. You can kill anyone who blocks the way. Do you have any questions?"
"Of course not, Lord Rostislav."
Meshko's answer was firm and straightforward, as if he was just going to his house to get something, rather than going to fight on the battlefield.
At the moment Meshko responded to the order, a noise filled with fear came from behind Rostislav.
And in the commotion, Rostislav heard a sentence, and this sentence made his hair stand on end.