Under Selim's order, the battleship moved. The overseers, who had been suppressed for a while, raised their heads and worked hard to prepare the slaves who were rowing.
The oars that were once immersed started to move, and then, after a burst of acceleration, the galley slammed into the second pontoon.
A large number of soldiers who were passing by on the pontoon were knocked into the water. This time, the galley failed to successfully break the pontoon and crossed at one go, and was stuck in the middle.
But this was what Selim had expected. Next, the Bulgar prince in gorgeous armor walked out of the ship building, then led his men to jump off the warship and came to the pontoon on the west.
Then, they attacked the enemy in front of them.
"Ha, that kid finally did something he was supposed to do."
When he saw this scene in the bunker on the ridge, Akade said happily that his kid had messed up a lot of things, but this time he finally did it right.
Rather than letting the galley hit the beach in a meaningless manner, it is better to hit it, kill a few more people, and damage the morale of the Russians.
"Let our main force attack. Now we will eat the Russian troops who have crossed the river. As for the rest, we will talk about it later."
Akade's mood improved, and his tone became calmer even when he spoke.
"Lord Akade, do we need to send a force to rescue your son? After all, he is now among the enemies."
Jadbillo said with a flattering tone, Khan must want to save his son, but he just lacks a threshold, and his knowledgeable subordinates will provide this threshold.
But the answer he got next surprised him.
"No, this kid brought this upon himself. He should pay the price for his recklessness. Whether he survives or not is entirely up to him."
Akkad's cold answer shocked Jadbi, and he couldn't help but say.
"That's your only son!"
"Isn't it just a son? I'm still in my prime and can continue to have sons."
Faced with this answer, Jadebi fell silent. Khan's cruelty made him tremble a little. Although he already knew what kind of person Khan was, he did not expect that Khan would be so cold to his son.
But in his heart, he was thinking whether he should prepare for a retreat, lest he be consumed one day...
As another wave of horns was blown, the long-awaited main force of Bulgar finally started to move. They poured out from behind the ridge all over the sky. The scene was like an incoming wave. Bulgar's fire-breathing giant
The dragon was flying in front of them.
"Damn, more infidels are coming!"
Yegor looked at the Bulgars coming from the ridge and shouted at the top of his voice
Yegor was much more embarrassed than usual. His body was covered in blood, and he had killed an unknown number of people.
Yegor's Moscow Battalion was dispatched to the east bank ten minutes ago, but what they didn't expect was that they encountered a fierce attack when they arrived on the east bank. The appearance of Bulgar warships on the Volga River made the Bulgars very popular.
Vibrate.
In contrast, the morale of the Russians was low, and among these local troops of varying quality, if the Moscow Battalion had not been able to cross the river, they would have been forced to the river bank.
The soldiers of the Moscow Battalion now undoubtedly form the fighting core of the Russian army on the east coast. The Russians concentrate on fighting around them, and the Bulgars have difficulty breaking through the spear wall of the Moscow Battalion.
"There's that life-threatening bastard behind me. God, I have to deal with that guy."
Anton, who was completely dressed up as a Russian warrior and could not see any imperial style, roared in response. The second pontoon bridge was where the Yaroslavl troops passed. The Moscow Battalion used to pass here to reach the east coast, and now this road
It was blocked by the Bulgar warship that suddenly appeared.
Moreover, Selim got off the ship to fight without his life. Looking at the ship, the attacks of the Bulgars in front of them became more and more fierce.
"Okay, Anton, I'll leave that to you. I'll resist here and come with me!"
Yegor chopped off the Bulgar spearman in front of him, then shouted to the soldiers to attack him, and then chopped down many Bulgars in succession, halting their offensive.
However, the situation of the battle was not completely unfavorable to the Ross side, because just as the battle near the second pontoon bridge became more intense, Meshko had already captured a galley at the first pontoon bridge.
Mieszko's battle on this battleship was very simple. When the Poles carried the cross flag and fought on board, the slaves in the cabin immediately began to resist regardless of the chains on their hands and feet.
As human fuel, these slaves who rowed for the Bulgars have always been full of hatred for their Bulgar masters, and there are quite a few Christians among them. Now that they see an army of Christians coming to kill them, they will not resist at this moment.
When to resist.
The usually arrogant supervisors did not expect that these slaves would resist, so they were quickly held down by the slaves and then beaten to death with fists.
Soon the Bulgars noticed what was going on inside the cabin, but now it was a problem for them to protect themselves because the Poles had already boarded the ship.
Meshko, who was the first to get on the ship, immediately noticed the slaves' resistance, and immediately ordered the slaves to be liberated. The soldiers immediately cut off the chains with axes, and then the slaves picked up the bloody weapons.
Although they have been tortured until they are ragged and emaciated, their will for revenge is as conspicuous as a flame in the dark night. In order to take revenge on those damn slave masters, they are completely willing to pay the price with their lives.
With the cooperation of these slaves, Meshko's offensive was naturally extremely fierce. Soon the entire ship was occupied, and those who resisted were basically killed, and some people jumped off the ship.
In the end, those people surrendered, but Meshko only said a word after seeing the anger burning in the eyes of the slaves.
"We still have other ships that need to be swept away. There are no enemies here anymore."
Then he took the people away, and the fear in the eyes of the prisoners immediately emerged, because they all knew what Meshko's subtext was.
What followed was naturally countless screams and wailings, but Mieszko had nothing to do with it. He left some of his men to control the ship while he continued walking across the "bridge", intending to capture another galley.
But soon he found that it was not necessary, because the galley was already burning, and it was so conspicuous above the water, like a torch.