Seeing the two stuck galleys, one had its Rurik trident and cross raised, and the other was shrouded in flames. The Bulgar ships that were still able to move chose to break up.
For them, failure is inevitable, and there is no need to continue to persevere. Collapse becomes the most correct choice, so that they can at least save their own lives.
Akkad was very harsh on deserters, but they didn't care so much. As long as they had a boat, they couldn't go anywhere on the Volga River. The worst they could do was go south to the Caspian Sea and become a pirate.
After taking care of these ships, Meshko did not stop. He then walked across the shaky "bridge" and came to the east bank.
The arrival of Meshko and his men undoubtedly found a backbone for the nomads on the east coast who had fallen into chaos due to Varu's death. Encouraged by Meshko, everyone bravely launched a campaign against the Bulgars they faced.
The impact.
The biggest result of this impact was that it opened up the connection between Sokal's troops and the rear army, which immediately greatly reduced the pressure on Sokal. He had rushed too far ahead, and when the Bulgar fleet came to attack, he almost got himself trapped.
However, it was his hard fighting that held up the front and prevented the Bulgars from exerting excessive pressure. Otherwise, even Yegor's Moscow Battalion would have been in a hard fight.
On the other side of the second pontoon bridge, Anton, the fourth son of the Sherikhov family, and Selim of the Dulu family were fighting at the end of the pontoon bridge.
Anton is currently besieging this gorgeously armored Bulgar prince with a mercenary captain. This mercenary is named Radko. He was the first to come to the aid of Fort Andrei. Relying on his subordinates, the Sherikhov family,
I survived that chaotic time.
Facing the siege of the two men, Selim did not show any fear, and the movements of his hands were calm and natural, without any embarrassment in facing the siege of the two men.
Selim has arrogant capital, and his martial arts is his biggest arrogant capital, which is why some of him are eager to perform on the battlefield.
But what he didn't expect was that he would mess things up the first time he participated in such a war.
Moreover, the two Russians in front of me are not weak. One's swordsmanship is quite satisfactory, strict and orderly, and is a typical swordsmanship of a nobleman.
The other one was a mercenary who had been fighting on the battlefield for who knows how long. Regardless of any tactics, his lower three lanes were attacked several times by this guy.
What's even more rare is that this mercenary didn't show any desire to grab credit. He was willing to be a green leaf next to the Russian, focusing on cooperating with his attacks and making up for his flaws.
This made Selim feel very bored. He originally planned to kill these two people quickly and continue to lead his men forward, but now he was damned delayed.
Without a leader, the team of guards and sailors obviously lost their energy. They could only hold the line of defense under attack.
People were stepping in the water and fighting, the river water had been dyed blood red, and more corpses were falling, and more people were dying.
Moreover, the sound of fighting on the galley behind them became louder and louder, and the louder and louder words did not belong to them, the Bulgars.
Selim knew that more Russians were coming from the other side of the pontoon, and it was obvious that the galley could not hold on.
Thinking like this, Prince Bulgar couldn't help but become anxious, but being anxious makes it easy to make mistakes, and once you make a mistake, something will happen.
After deftly removing the slash in front of him, Selim suddenly noticed that the mercenary had taken advantage of this opportunity to slash with his sword. When he returned to defense again, he found that the mercenary had directly switched from slashing to stabbing.
This frightened Selim. It was too late to change the sword posture now, so he could only hope that the armor would be stronger.
But then the weak point of the armor ring on his arm directly suffered the blow. As the iron ring shattered, he felt unprecedented pain.
However, Selim was worthy of being Akade's son. Experiencing such severe pain actually made his somewhat numb nerves active.
He subconsciously punched the mercenary with his other hand, knocking him directly into the water next to him, causing a pool of blood.
"It's just you and me now, Russians!"
The sharp sword that stabbed him had fallen into the water along with its owner, and then Selim swung his gorgeous curved bow and slashed at Anton.
Without Radko's restraint, Anton was completely at a disadvantage when facing Selim. Selim waved the scimitar like a windmill. This is also the most correct way to use the scimitar. To use
That blade kills people.
Anton became more and more embarrassed. Although he was often taught swordsmanship by his father when he was a child, his swordsmanship was ultimately practiced in Constantinople. He was taught by a retired cavalry captain who had been fighting with Arabs on the eastern border for a long time.
People fight.
The captain also talked about how to fight against enemies wielding scimitars, but unfortunately Anton didn't listen at all. At that time, his attitude towards swordsmanship was that it was enough to just use it, so now he regrets it extremely, very much.
In the clash of swords, Anton's power became weaker and weaker. He was completely suppressed by Selim. If this continues, he will definitely die.
Selim's face also showed great satisfaction. As long as he killed this guy, he could continue to charge with his men. While disrupting the Russian array, he could also return to his own front. What else?
Is it better than this?
Finally, Anton's flaw was caught by him, and just when he was about to kill the Russian with the next knife, Selim suddenly felt severe pain under his feet.
He went down and saw that the mercenary he had knocked down before had gotten up at some point, and more importantly, he was now inserting a dagger into his calf, and his armor could not block the blow.
This naturally caused Selim's slashing to stop directly, and Anton would not let go of this opportunity. Stopping meant that the door was wide open, and then he slashed at Selim's loosened neck guard with a knife.
go.
When he was on the boat before, Selim felt that the neck brace was too tight, so he simply loosened it. He felt that no one could threaten him, so it didn't matter whether he had a neck brace or not.
And now, he paid the price for his arrogance, the price of blood.
Blood gushed out with the knife, flowing in the extremely turbid river water at his feet, and then he knelt down holding the wound on his throat.
"asshole……"
These were his last words, but it was a pity that before he could finish these words, he was mercilessly knocked down by a group of Russian soldiers who came in.
Then they began to snatch his gorgeous armor, which was full of gold, silver and jewels!