Chapter 414 The reason for the collapse of the formation
Anwar's death was undoubtedly an accident.
This Orthodox Christian from Persia knows the way of war very well. His years of experience have made the Persians well aware of the importance of command and organization. He also uses this as his creed as a guideline for his daily work. He has never planned to go to the front line in person, but things still happen.
happened.
According to common sense, it is difficult for such commanders to die in battle. Even if they are defeated, they can escape from the battlefield smoothly. However, the development of things is often unreasonable.
The root cause of his death was Rostislav's previous order. Slowing down the retreat was easy to say, but in fact it required him to do his best to execute it.
This is a very challenging job for a general. For this reason, Anwar did not hesitate to turn his guards into a group of messengers, letting them roam around the army all the time to convey orders.
Anwar tried his best to maintain the stability of the situation, and then Rostislav ordered that he could no longer retreat.
The previous order to slow down the withdrawal made many Moscow militiamen very depressed, so Anwar knew that he needed to give them some motivation. It was not that they could not fight, but their morale was low, and nothing could boost morale more than the presence of a commander in person.
The Moscow militia is a force brought out by Rostislav. Anwar is very aware of their strength and they can do it.
In order to quickly fulfill the prince's orders, Anwar quickly shuttled between the military formations to convey the prince's orders and boost the morale of the soldiers.
Seeing the arrival of the Chief Steward of Moscow, the militiamen's fighting spirit became more intense, and the spears that had been slightly drooped before stood upright.
But this will inevitably lead to close proximity to the front line, which is prone to problems. Although he is not afraid of the front line, it is easy to cause problems, and Anwar fell into trouble here.
When he first arrived at a battle line and stepped into their formation to boost morale, the militiamen there happened to be retreating.
In front of these militiamen were the wealthy citizens of Chernihiv. The offensive of these wealthy people was very fierce, and the Moscow militiamen in front of them were beaten in a very embarrassed manner, and even the retreat was also very embarrassing.
Anwar arrived at this point exactly at this point, and with this retreat, the Persians were pushed to the front line.
To make matters worse, his guards were scattered by the militia, so Anwar was pushed to the front line with few people around him, facing Mrs. Chernigo's troops.
The commander-in-chief was completely confused. Why was I suddenly pushed to the front line? Why were all the enemies in front of me suddenly?
Then came the siege from all sides. Although the Chernigov militiamen did not know Anwar, they saw his gorgeous armor and extraordinary temperament, so they rushed to kill him, like vultures smelling the smell of rotting corpses, trying to kill the Persians.
The man was pulled from the saddle and beheaded.
But Anwar did not run away. He took one look at your retreating militiamen and realized that he needed to go to the front line to boost morale and get them to return to the front.
If he follows suit and all the managers in Moscow run away, it may lead to a chain collapse. We must contain the situation here!
Although he faced the siege, Anwar was not embarrassed. His double-headed spear was swung like the wind and as fast as a snake. He galloped among the enemy formations. Once the enemy got close, he would be wiped away.
Injure or even kill.
And if someone were to forcefully charge forward with thick armor, Anwar's guards would try their best to block the enemy and protect the manager's flanks.
Anwar's figure inspired everyone. In Rus, nothing can restore morale like the bravery of a commander. The militiamen also returned to the battlefield, following the Persian governor.
But at this moment, an arrow from nowhere penetrated the Persian's neck.
His spear dance therefore ceased, the Persians covered him up, and the Chernigov militiamen did not miss this opportunity. They swarmed up, grabbed his thighs, and dragged the troublesome warrior off his horse.
Anwar wanted to call for help, but there was only rust-smelling blood in his mouth, which blocked his throat. He felt severe pain, and then he completely lost his mind.
Chernigov cut off his head, stuck it on a spear, and then held it up to show off that killing such a warrior was a victory.
Anwar died like this. He died so randomly. He was shot to death by arrows on the battlefield, and then his head was chopped off by the soldiers. He died so randomly.
The impact of his death was even greater. When the Moscow militiamen saw the head of the general who had stopped them for more than ten years hanging on a spear, their feelings were self-evident.
This is why Gvalan hurriedly went to defend the rear, because he knew the huge impact Anwar's death would have. He had to protect the wide-open back door of the monastery to prevent the Southern Army from rushing in!
"No! I don't believe it! What happened? Why did it happen suddenly!"
Rostislav roared crazily. He watched the Moscow militiamen retreating. He couldn't see Anwar's head from this distance, but he could see the Moscow militiamen retreating more and more embarrassingly.
It won't be long before the situation turns into a rout!
However, there are still people holding on in this chaotic situation, and that is the Smolensk militia. The Smolensk militia commanded by Veshata is like nails nailed to the position, no matter how many enemies they face, they are so
Firm and unyielding.
Rostislav saw his Uncle Veshata commanding his men in the crowd, urging them to firm their front. Several arrows fell on him, but they all bounced away.
The Moscow militia is also increasingly uniting around the Smolensk people, fighting with the Smolensk militia as the core, but the general trend of retreat or even collapse still seems inevitable.
"Prince, no matter what, don't panic now. If you also panic, everything will be over. Please give the order, Lord Rostislav."
Domnar's voice sounded, and Rostislav glanced at the Gael and nodded. He was indeed a little out of his mind. As a general, how could he fall into such a mood.
"The nearest Fedunkin and Sarnia troops have stepped forward to stabilize the situation, and the Janissaries are ready to dispatch. And where is Harald? Send people to him quickly, I need the Norwegians to mobilize
."
Rostislav forced himself to calm down, and then began to mobilize his troops and mobilized the reserves. Now is the time to use them.
The troops of the two nobles Fedunkin and Sarnia quickly came forward. Their soldiers had uneven weapons and different styles of clothing, but they were mainly mixed with various woolen cloths. They were very second-rate soldiers, but they were the closest.
They are the reserve team.
Although these troops joined the battle, they had no effect on reversing the situation on the battlefield. These troops were originally second-rate troops and were used by Rostislav as a reserve. Their addition to the battle line only alleviated the situation of one or two retreats.
The Janissaries also moved into action after a period of busy work. Rostislav did not want to be the first to use the elite reserves, but now the situation had to escalate.
Finally, it was the Norwegians, but Rostislav did not get the good news.
"What? Harald is missing? Only two thousand people are left? What's going on? Forget it, no matter, everyone, follow me!"
Rostislav, who was arranging his armor with the help of his attendants, was so surprised that his eyes almost dropped when he heard this. He believed others who said they fled the battlefield, but Harald ran away? This is absolutely impossible!
"Yes, sir, but he is missing."
The messenger replied, with some concealed panic on his face, because he was afraid that the prince would anger him.
And Rostislav was too lazy to think about it. Without Harald, there would be no Harald. The most important thing at the moment was to reverse the situation of the war.
But after taking action, there was still a layer of haze in his heart. Did Harald see that he failed, so he left? If even the veteran thought he had failed and left, then would there be any hope for his war?
Once this idea was born, it spread wildly and could not be dispelled, causing Rostislav's sword hand to drop.