The collapse of the Bulgars was as unstoppable as a flood sloping down from the top of the mountain. They threw away their armor and weapons and ran away from the battlefield like the cowards they despised most.
Originally, many people still had the strength to fight, but with the appearance of Rurik's Trident behind them and the disappearance of Khan himself, they still chose to escape.
The coach and the team are all gone, so of course we have to run faster, the faster the better.
Moreover, their front line has been shattered by the cavalry. The previous wave of Russian counterattacks directly penetrated the entire front line. There are enemies everywhere, and fighting is no longer feasible.
As for those lords who came because of threats or inducements, they ran faster. They came for profit, but now that war is obviously not feasible, then they naturally have to grease their feet.
Moreover, these people were creating more chaos while running. They shouted "The Khan has escaped!" "The parricide has become a deserter!" to eliminate the fighting spirit of anyone who dared to fight.
Many Bulgars also surrendered directly, but they all surrendered by choosing a target. Surrendering to the Russians would only result in becoming slaves, but surrendering to Adam's Bulgars was different. Adam needed these Bulgars.
.
There were countless cheers in the Russian camp. Originally, Rostislav's main force entered the scene at this time, and now they directly joined in the cover-up. The addition of this force cut off any opportunity for the Bulgars to counterattack.
possible.
The chaplains accompanying the army shouted that the miracles on the battlefield all came from the power of Our Lady. They held up portraits of Our Lady on both sides of the river to show the surrounding soldiers how great Our Lady was and to boast of her power.
The soldiers were naturally infected by such fanatical emotions. They believed that having a god standing by their side would definitely help them win, and they became even more fanatical when hunting down Bulgar deserters.
At a glance, everything that came into view was filled with warriors shouting the name of the Virgin. Poley, who made this arrangement, smiled with satisfaction. He believed that after this battle is over, many people will convert to Christ.
Bar.
In fact, this was one of the several plans Rostislav had planned to reverse the situation when the battlefield situation was unfavorable. The Prince of Moscow told his subordinates about this very soon.
And Polei seized a better opportunity and achieved better results. Rostislav couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart when he saw this scene. He really showed his best using this move at this time.
Effect.
On Rostislav's side, the Prince of Moscow was sitting on a stone with his sword in his hand. His body was covered with blood, and there was even more blood on the sword.
There were many wounds and hack marks on the chainmail armor. The fierceness of the previous battle made the Prince of Moscow sigh. If it weren't for this strong armor, he would definitely be dead.
The prince was surrounded by his entourage, and their condition was not very good, but they still stood beside the prince with their backs straight, protecting the prince's safety, while their feet were filled with blood.
His cloak had suffered many blows, was stained with blood, and was basically useless, so Rostislav took it off.
At this time, Polei rode up to Rostislav. He got off his horse in front of the prince and saluted him.
"Congratulations, Lord Rostislav, you have won a victory that will be sung in the epics. You defeated tens of thousands of Bulgars with only a few thousand people."
"I think this is a negative example of fighting across the river. This battle was too difficult."
Rostislav was not happy with the flattery. He was not happy when he saw the troops on the pontoon who were still crossing the river in a steady stream. The faces of these people still had a fanatical fighting spirit and greed for spoils.
Too many forces were not put into the battlefield, and the numerical advantage that should have been exerted was not used at all.
He knew better than anyone how thrilling this battle was. He didn't want the battle to be like this. He had risked his life several times, but the situation forced him to do this.
"Fortunately, at least such a risk has paid off and we should be rewarded."
Faced with his flattery being refuted in public, there was no trace of embarrassment or anger on Bolei's face. This old man had experienced too many ups and downs, so how could this incident affect his heart.
These words spoke to Rostislav's heart, because as these words said, in this battle they defeated Akade's main force and eliminated a large number of his core forces. This gain was completely worth it.
Akade's rule was based on force, and his strong suppression of various places relied on the army. Without the army, this guy would be nothing.
It can be said that this battle destroyed most of Akade's ruling power.
"Lord Rostislav, I think we should send someone to spread the news of the defeat. Do you think this is okay?"
Seeing Rostislav nodding, Polei quickly continued, but this time the Prince of Moscow shook his head, and then motioned to his followers to help him up.
"No need, the deserters will help us complete all this. By the way, where is Adam?"
"Lord Adam."
When Adam was mentioned, Polei's expression changed slightly, indicating that he was unhappy. This was noticed by Rostislav, but he did not speak immediately, but waited to see what Polei said.
"He was accepting the surrender and cheers of the Bulgars."
When Poley said this, he also looked to the side. Rostislav followed his gaze and saw that Adam was accepting surrender surrounded by Bulgar soldiers cheering for him.
The Bulgar lords offered their weapons, and Adam's attendants accepted them, and the khan himself lifted up the surrendered men and expressed his acceptance of them, as a true ruler would.
Seeing this scene, Rostislav understood where Poley's dissatisfaction came from. He just smiled slightly and then spoke.
"Adam is not our puppet, he is the real Khan of Bulgar. Isn't this what we came to Bulgar for, my friend."
Rostislav is happy to see this happen, but for those who have always subconsciously regarded Adam as a puppet, this is another matter.
"I know...but I feel a little pity after all. Since our ancestors, we have been hoping to conquer this land, and now we have indeed set foot on this land, but...well, speaking of it, I am old now."
Bolei, who seemed very sophisticated just now, now expressed his emotions. As a Kiev noble, he grew up listening to the battle stories of his ancestors. He had an extremely strong desire to conquer Volga Bulgar, especially to plunder the big city.
desire.
Unfortunately, according to Rostislav's strategy, that is almost impossible, and he is already old.
"By keeping this city and country, we can gain more, and our descendants will not be troubled by conflicts in the future. Polei, one day our descendants can peacefully enter this city and rule it
, just watch."
In this regard, Rostislav simply said that he, his junior, was much more open-minded about this matter than Poley.
He is not a lunatic with a head full of murder. He will do things that are beneficial to him. Forget about the one-time pleasure, it is not necessary.
It was at this time that Rostislav noticed that some people were already looting corpses on the battlefield, which made him couldn't help but smile. These people's movements were really fast.
But this also reminded him that it was time to clean up the battlefield.
Next, Rostislav was giving instructions to end the war. Although the battle was over, they still needed to clean up the mess.
But what Rostislav did not expect was that with this victory, the stragglers who failed to participate in the battle would cause him a lot of trouble.
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While the Russians were celebrating their victory, Aqad Khan was running away in confusion.
Compared with the huge team that Aqad Khan used to travel with in the past, the Khan's team now has really shrunk a lot.
And the flag of the Bulgar dragon is now hanging down on the flagpole, just like their morale.
This also means that his power has declined. Bulgar Khan's power relies on the existence of his military cronies. There are only a few hundred people left here. It is very difficult for this person to do anything.
But fortunately for Khan, he successfully brought out the young men from the religious academy. Since the battle on the sandbank has failed and his strength has suffered heavy losses, he must launch another strategy, one that can at least make him
The winner is an uncomfortable or even troubled strategy.
As the team advanced, a village appeared in front of the Bulgars. It was a typical Bulgar village, and there was even a mosque in it.
Seeing the appearance of the village, the defeated soldiers finally felt a lot more excited, which meant that they could finally rest. They had been running today for almost half the day.
At first, they could see some Russian pursuers and Bulgar deserters behind them. They even saw deserters massacring villages and robbing pedestrians.
In normal times, Akade would not be lenient towards such behavior, but it was different now. He himself was still busy running away.
But soon they could no longer see this. The surrounding scenes were relatively calm, and there were no traces of panic caused by the war. It seemed that the news had not spread here yet, and the Russians had not arrived here yet.
However, Aqad Khan stopped the team here, and then he replaced Jadbi, a talent he had promoted in recent years.
"Jadebi, you can take your classmates and leave. You can't go to Bulgar."
"Why? Lord Akade, did we do something wrong?"
Jadby was very puzzled by this. When he learned that Aqad first called him, he had made some mental preparations, so he thought that Khan asked him to carry out some death mission - Jadby still remembered that Khan was
How could he treat his son so coldly?
But now, what he knows is that Akade wants him to lead his people to leave, and those people are still his classmates, so these people will definitely listen to him.
Jadby was ecstatic about this. He did not want to return to Bulgar because he knew that Bulgar would not be able to stay there for long.
Although the city was strong, the prerequisite for its defense was enough soldiers and enough loyalty, and without any of these conditions, the Khan had almost lost all of his loyal men.
Of course, he must not do this with his mouth. If he says this, he will definitely be punished by the Khan. Their Khan has never been a tolerant person.
"Of course not, Jadebi, I just want to plant some seeds. The religious teachers in the city will soon leave there. As long as you are still there, there is still hope for everything."
"Hope?" Jadby asked uncontrollably. He felt that Khan seemed to be planning something.
"The hope of resistance, the hope of safeguarding the true faith, that bastard who converted to Christianity will never be able to sit firmly on the throne of Bulgar, and he will never be able to deviate this country from the true faith."
Hearing this, Jadebi understood what Akade meant. Although the appearance was shrouded in all kinds of great words, the core was very simple.
Akade wants to spread the essence of the Bulgar religion in the countryside, and as long as these essences are still there, even if Adam enters the city of Bulgar, he will not be able to secure his position, and the Russians will be exhausted.
this.
"I understand, what about you?"
"I? All this requires a martyr. I am not afraid of death. The key is to die with value."
As soon as these words came out, Jadbi finally took a serious look at the Khan in front of him this time. All along, his obedience to the Khan was only out of his authority and his strength. To him, as a person,
At best, Jadbi was afraid of his ruthlessness.
As for the image of a defender of Islam that he created for himself, Aqad completely regarded it as a persona, and he just needed the support of religious experts to do so.
But this time, Jadbi finally felt a feeling of respect for this person. No matter what Aqad's purpose was, after all, there is a way to judge the deeds regardless of the heart. As long as he does such a thing, then he will be a great man.
Man is a flag of resistance.
"Then, I wish you good luck in your career, Lord Akade."
Jadbi's words have never been so full of respect as they are now, and then he bid farewell to Akade, and he still has to integrate and lead his classmates.
Khan naturally nodded in agreement, and watching them leave, a smile appeared on Khan's face, the smile of a successful conspiracy.
Adam, Rostislav, I will never let you live in peace, just wait until you are in trouble.
Then, Bulgar Khan looked at the dozens of people left after a large number of people had been reduced. He also looked at the sky and found that it was already dark.
"Let's go to that village, take a rest there, collect some food, and let the horses rest. The Russians won't chase them at night. They are busy cleaning the battlefield. By the way, don't say I am a
Kade!”
After giving the order, Akade's entourage cheered and could finally rest.
Akade took his crown off his head, stuffed it into his pocket, and tore off his fine clothes.
Akade is also a person who has been on the battlefield for a long time. They know that after a defeat, if you show that you are a big shot and you still have no followers around you.
Then you will find that the usually most obedient peasants take out their weapons for some reason, and then rush towards him like a tide.
In comparison, it is less likely to get into trouble if you behave like an ordinary rout.
However, Akade forgot one thing at this time. He and his entourage were covered in iron clothes, which was not cheap.