Soon, arrows flew between the two armies from time to time, and some soldiers fell down after being hit by arrows, but both sides knew that this was just a test.
Whether on the tower or in the military formation, Rostislav's crossbowmen were the most prominent. The crossbowmen on the tower harassed the entire Confederate army front, causing great distress to the Confederate army.
The crossbowmen in the military formation, dressed like heavy infantrymen, set up their shields with admiration from the civilian archers around them, and fired at the enemy formation. The shields with the emblem of St. George slaying the dragon made them very conspicuous.
The battle in the monastery entered a fierce stage at the beginning. A group of well-equipped Polish knights, followed by mounted infantry, quickly approached the monastery. Then they dismounted and began to climb and attack.
The crossbowmen of the monastery defenders were suppressed by the projected firepower of most of the Confederate army. The defenders felt as if they were in a hell of arrows, with arrows either bouncing off the walls or falling deep into the air.
Shoot deep into it.
The crossbowmen on the tower were also forced to stop shooting, because the entire tower had turned into a sieve, and a few people who rashly poked their heads to shoot had already fallen from the tower with arrows all over them.
"Come in! My boys! Think of glory and loot, and take this monastery!"
Sicech raised his sword high, and the war leader's sword was still dripping with blood. A group of Polish knights shouted wildly and rushed to the trenches to kill. Behind them was a group of spearmen wearing jacket armor. These knights' retinues knew how to use
The spear in his hand protects his master in battle.
Behind them was a replenishment of Bohemian mercenaries, who came from the mines of this land and fought with machetes, so they were reinforced.
"Moscow Battalion! Fight to the end! Now is the time for us to perform, we must not lose Moscow's face, and our reinforcements have also arrived!"
Egov, who was standing in the monastery, held a halberd in his hand and struck the head of the Polish knight who climbed up through the gap. Red and white were immediately mixed and scattered on the ground.
"Long live Moscow!"
The Muscovite spearmen behind him raised their spears, and the dense thorns made it difficult for the Polish knights to advance. Those who rushed in front of the Moscow battalion soldiers with their spears would be hit on the head by their halberds.
"Guys, let's keep fighting! Beat these guys down again!"
Varin stood behind the wall and said to the militiamen who followed him here from Northeast Rus, the skirmishers who were temporarily recruited, and the supplementary soldiers obtained from the prince.
Everyone responded to the city leader with cheers. These days of war have made everyone 100% obedient to Valin. Then the fully armed Valin did not hesitate to collapse the apparently temporary wall in front of him.
For the Polish knights outside, the sudden collapse of the wall was too surprising. What was even more surprising was that a group of heavily armed Northern Army soldiers rushed out from inside, which dealt a serious blow to their flanks.
But the Poles did not collapse. They still fought tenaciously. The Bohemians rushed forward with their machetes and fought with Varin's men.
The battle at the monastery was clearly in turmoil, even after Edward's reinforcements arrived.
The two sides were fighting fiercely in a limited space. Arrows from the sky were constantly harvesting lives and causing death. Corpses were constantly stacked. Then both sides climbed up the mountain of corpses to fight. No one was willing to show any weakness.
While the battle at the monastery was going on fiercely, the Chinese armies of both sides also began to fight. After the harpooneers and crossbowmen had been driven to their respective formations, the Northern army took the initiative to stop its advance.
However, Novgorod's movements were a little uncoordinated, so that the entire front line was a little skewed, which made Rostislav roar several times, but the entire army finally stopped.
The soldiers in the first row squatted down, with their kite-shaped shields standing on the ground, and their spears and swords and axes stretched forward. The soldiers in the second and third rows stepped forward, forming a dense shield wall along the entire front.
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A group of Polovtian horse archers passed in front of the Northern Army formation. They shot at the military formation at a very close distance. This wave of arrows caused many deaths. The dead or dying Russians were covered in wounds.
The arrows were full of feathers and fell to the ground.
And these riders from the grasslands rolled flexibly on their horses, sometimes lying on the sides of the horses, sometimes holding the horses' belly, showing off their horseback skills, and successfully made the Northern Army soldiers turn blue with anger.
"Oh, those Polovts did a good job," Svyatoslav called a messenger, "but let them return to their khan quickly. There must not be too few troops there."
In fact, there was no need for the Grand Duke of Kiev to remind the Porovets who knew what to do. After releasing the last wave of arrows, they retreated flexibly.
The Northern Army's battle line quickly returned to normal, and the Southern Army soldiers screamed and went up. The Southern Army soldiers successfully rushed into the Northern Army's queue, and metal collided with each other, making a dull sound.
Spears, swords, and axes were constantly swung, grazing against shields and armor. Subconsciously, the battle quickly turned into a battle between shields and walls, with each other going back and forth.
Rostislav motioned to the flag bearer beside him, and then the flag beside Prince Wen waved. The Sokal cavalry, who received the order, attacked the flanks of the Chernigov militia along the gap. They happened to be the northern and southern armies captured here.
Those few minutes before the battle, and then the quick exit.
The impact weakened the Confederate troops who were fighting at that time. The Northern Army infantry who seized the opportunity could step forward and beat these Confederate troops back in confusion, gaining some small advantages and boosting the morale of the soldiers.
"My nephew really can't bear any loss."
Svyatoslav naturally noticed his nephew's little manipulation and couldn't help laughing, but the arrival of a messenger made the Grand Duke of Kiev immediately divert his attention.
"Master Svyatoslav, Master Chukin requested his troops to attack immediately. The casualties caused by the enemy's bows and arrows are increasing. The crossbowmen on the tower have too much impact, and his troops lack armor to begin with, and there are still
There are ballistas firing at him."
"Tell Chukin to continue to maintain his current position and not to join the battle. Their task is to withstand the Northern Army cavalry before the battle on the flanks begins, not to ask them to go to the front line immediately! If he dares to disobey my order
, I ransacked his house!”
Sviatoslav's words were very harsh, and this was his way of using military force. If there were no severe threats and warnings, how could he ensure the execution of his orders.
The messenger who had been sent out before had returned and was gathering around to report the situation to his adjutants. The skirmishers who had withdrawn from the airways between the infantry squares were regrouped and joined the array to project firepower.
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Under their firepower, a group of temporarily formed Russian light cavalry kept falling off their horses, and finally had no choice but to retreat. Originally, they were supposed to attack the weak parts of the Confederate army's formation - of course, this was also Rostislav's little micro-management.
On the flank of the Kiev militia, Svyatoslav's son David led a large group of unarmored spearmen to separate a group of attacking North mercenaries from the flank of the Chernigov militia.
"My second uncle is really flawless in his military skills."
After several small assaults - or micro maneuvers - were resisted, Rostislav couldn't help but sigh, this time he really encountered an expert in using soldiers. None of his previous enemies could compare with his second uncle.
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While the prince was speaking, a large number of cavalry on both sides also began to fight. The Bulgars and Poles were walking and shooting at each other, while the scattered Russian heavy cavalry were passionate, and the Polovts started showing off their skills while juggling on horseback.
On one side, he was running around like a mad dog and shooting arrows everywhere.
The cavalry on both sides kept chasing each other, looking for a suitable impact position, but had to adjust due to the opponent's interception, and it turned into a game of chasing each other for a while.
"Don't worry, Rostislav, this battle is still going on, it's just begun."
Visatta said calmly next to the prince. Although it was the first time for this prince to experience a war of this scale, he was so calm and composed.
"Uncle Visatta, you really stand and talk without pain. I am responsible for the overall situation."
Rostislav, who had just struggled out of a pile of military information, responded without curiosity.