"Phew, finally, things are stable over there. I have to have a good talk with Sviatoslav afterwards. Damn it, what happened to him? Why can't he even complete this task?"
Stepan's assault was contained, and Izyaslav breathed a sigh of relief uncontrollably.
It would be terrible if the Polotsk people were allowed to break through. With the size of the coalition forces, they would not be defeated immediately, but they would also pay a lot of casualties.
And Sviatoslav, Izyaslav will definitely have a talk with this brother after the war.
But this does not mean that the war situation has stabilized. There are still many troops on their way out of the camp. Too many troops have not yet deployed and can only crowd there.
Rostislav looked at the entire battlefield from the hillside where he was, and he couldn't help but feel extremely excited. An army numbering 30,000 or even 40,000 was fighting like this in front of his eyes. This was something he had never seen before.
The magnificent sight I have seen.
However, Rostislav actually seemed to be a little idle, because his mission belonged to the reserve team, so the essence of the work he had to do was to observe the battlefield or wait for orders.
Arrows flew over the crowd from time to time, bringing death to the battlefield. Speaking of which, the crossbowmen in front of Rostislav were shooting crossbow arrows at the battlefield.
Countless people fought under the banner of Rurik's Trident, either for glory, wealth, or will, and let their blood be spilled on this land that many of them didn't care about.
This is a collision of wills. Everyone is in this huge whirlpool. Death is everywhere on the wide front. Now the commanders of both sides cannot actually control the troops entering the battle. Any unnecessary orders or micro-management may cause the troops to
Crash.
Occasionally, there will be warriors who bravely stand in the most conspicuous position on the battlefield, but these warriors often end up badly. They either have their heads blown off by archers, or they are besieged to death.
Many people who set foot on the battlefield for the first time have the idea of becoming heroes, but when they look at the events in the ballad, they will find that they are just an inconspicuous part of the meat grinder.
The corpses continued to pile up, and there were even piles of corpses in some places that required both sides to temporarily cease fighting to move the corpses for further fighting. But more importantly, no matter how high the corpses were piled, both sides climbed up to fight each other as if they were climbing a mountain.
The prince of Moscow could not help but be fascinated by this grand scene. He now regretted why he did not learn painting in his previous life.
And he didn't think that the techniques he had learned from the Greeks could express such a scene, otherwise he would have painted it after the war, but now it was obvious that he still needed to learn.
Of course, looking at this scene, Rostislav did not want to participate in this bloody fight at all. He believed that his martial arts could not guarantee his life in this Shura field.
On the coalition side, the entire front was in chaos. Many troops rushed out of the camp to join the battle, but then they could only squeeze anxiously behind the crowd. They could only hear the fighting in front, and watched
Not in a combat situation.
This state of being unclear about the situation is the easiest place for people to fall into anxiety, and it is very tiring when so many people are crowded together, and it also consumes energy and physical strength.
Many people couldn't even find their usual officers, or to be more precise, their leaders. They just followed an armored man who gave orders casually. Such troops would naturally become anxious easily.
Many people came out with their fellow villagers to answer the call, but if they can't see their fellow villagers, their uneasiness will continue to increase, which will affect their morale.
Moreover, all kinds of messy information are constantly coming out. There are too many rumors on the battlefield, and each rumor will arouse people's emotions, making the status of the troops very unstable.
This is exactly what the people of Polotsk expected. They have been preparing for this moment for so long and have anticipated all kinds of situations, and this is their chance.
Another horn sounded on the battlefield, and then another group of Polotsk troops came out.
But this time the troops were not simple. They were the Polotsk militia. Under the prince's order, they attacked the right wing of the coalition forces, which was defended by Prince Vsevolod of Pereyaslav.
Vsevolo had been hesitating before whether to encircle the enemy or continue to maintain the current front line and left wing security (for the coalition forces). Monomakh had been persuading his father to send troops immediately, but he was always looking forward and looking back.
, but now he doesn’t have to choose.
The border residents of Vsevolod bravely faced them. Many of them even rode horses. After years of fighting against the nomads for a long time, they themselves already had many characteristics of the nomadic cavalry.
They are not afraid of fighting. They have already seen countless things, so there is no need to be afraid. They are desperadoes on the border, and they are just fleeing in another place.
Moreover, they only trust themselves and often have to rely on their own wisdom on the border, which is reflected in their disregard for orders.
Vsevolod only felt bad. These people were brave, but in doing so they undoubtedly destroyed the entire front! How could such a jagged front face the Polotsk people's attack?
But this state is exactly what the Polotsk people need. They have long known this characteristic of the Pereslav army, so they chose this place as a breakthrough.
The Polotsk people's shield wall advanced like a wall, taking out the scattered Pereyaslav border residents one by one. There were also some Pereyaslavs who knocked away the battle line, but then they were like mud cows entering the sea.
Usually disappears from then on.
That is, when the Polotsk people rushed to the front of the Pereyaslav army, the shield wall suddenly opened, and then a group of soldiers wearing iron armor and holding long axes rushed out.
The next scene was like a hammer hitting glass. Amidst the shattered shields and flying blood, the Pereyaslavs' battle line was directly cut through. No matter how desperate the desperadoes on the border were, they would not stop them.
Such a steel beast.
Blood even flew to Vsevolod's face, which made the prince who was good at academics couldn't help but be stunned. Even though he had seen so many fights, he had never witnessed such a scene. The prince just saw a
The man was smashed into pieces by the armored monster charging towards him right in front of his eyes.
Vsevolod had seen a lot of battle formations, but what he saw before him was really...did the wizard prince use black magic?
Although the prince was in a daze, his son Monomach reacted quickly and shouted for the soldiers to block the armored monsters. He also drew his sword to protect his father.
The performance of the soldiers was completely worthy of the resources that supported them. They faced the Polotsk soldiers without hesitation, without any hesitation or fear.
The leader of the charge released in Polotsk was named Yuri, a native of Polotsk, and now he is the commando leader of the Prince of Witchcraft.
Yuri now only feels that there is inexhaustible power in his heart, but his mental state is also semi-awake. He can only distinguish who is the enemy and who is a friend. The wizard prince gave them some herbs before they went into battle. The prince
Tell them it gives them strength.
The power has indeed been brought. They only feel that they have inexhaustible power. Now, even cutting off a person's body is as easy as smashing a shield.
However, the prince also warned them that this thing would consume its lifespan, but Yuri and the others didn't care. Sooner or later, the samurai would be out of action on the battlefield, so use it if you can live longer.
No one had any doubts about the prince's medicine. Although the name "Witch Prince" came largely from misunderstanding, after realizing the advantages it could bring, Vseslav really studied black magic and worked with pagans.
The sect worked together and learned some methods of making potions. Unfortunately, the things he created either had weak effects but could only be icing on the cake, or they required a huge price to use, and the output was very low.
What followed was a round of confrontation between madness and will. From the very beginning, the Janissaries realized that something was wrong with the enemy in front of them, so they did not directly attack them, but used the javelins they carried to greet these guys in the face.
Although these armored monsters are wrapped in iron armor with only two eyes exposed, it is also very exciting to take a hit from a javelin from a professional warrior at such a close distance.
Several people had their heads blown off, but their corpses were held up by their comrades behind them as shields to block the javelins. Now the soldiers had no choice but to raise their shields and push them up.
What followed was an extremely bloody scene. Normal people had to pay the price of blood to resist these drugged monsters. At this moment, Pereyaslav's soldiers were littered with corpses and their blood flowed like rivers. However, it was all worth it.
, these armored monsters were stopped in their tracks.
"Follow me and stop them!"
Monomacher thrust his long sword into the eye socket of an armored soldier, and this man was Yuri. This guy finally died and was freed from his psychedelic state forever.
The young man's face was covered with the blood of his comrades, but he didn't have any fear because of it, and he didn't even tremble. It was Monomach's first time in battle, but he didn't have any adverse reactions, and his hands didn't even tremble.
The soldiers and militiamen followed their young master and rushed forward, knocking down these armored monsters one after another. This violent assault team was finally eliminated.
But Monomakh was not happy about this. The scene ahead of him was not a good one. The Polotsk militia continued to cut through the front line opened by the commandos, and now the enemy was continuing to pour in.