king of ros

Chapter 128
Facing the ambush of the Chude Battalion, the pursuing Bulgars were beaten into embarrassment.

The Chud Battalion was originally a unit composed of Chud slaves from Rostislav, but has now become his elite, composed of Finno-Ugric people who are willing to submit to the Rus prince.

They are proficient in fighting in the forest and can be said to be the best jungle guerrilla fighters.

What the Bulgars are now facing is the attack of these jungle warriors. At the most unexpected moment for the heavily armed cavalry and infantry, deadly javelins will fly out from the trees, bushes, and even around them, easily breaking through the armor and inflicting fatal damage. hit.

From time to time, soldiers who left the brigade disappeared suddenly, and the figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it was not known whether it was dead or what happened.

Soldiers from the Chu De Camp would sometimes rush out of their hiding places like thunder, and then disappear again after a fierce slash. Every time such a fight could always take away several names and leave behind several wounded soldiers.

There were even cavalrymen whose heads were suddenly caught by a lasso that came from nowhere, and then the god of death strangled them mercilessly. Slammed on the ground.

In this blow after blow, the enemy dropped more and more corpses, but they did not kill many soldiers from the Chude Battalion.

Bulgar's pursuit troops were finally frightened. The first deserter appeared, and the second and third appeared even faster. The original hunters were now all fleeing prey.

The wounded soldiers were thrown on the ground like this. No matter how much they begged their comrades to take them away, no one cared.

After the enemy fled, the soldiers of the Chu De camp also came out of their hiding places one after another, and executed the wounded soldiers who failed to escape spontaneously and orderly.

Most of them wear camouflage suits that look like turf. Under the camouflage suits are iron armor and armored suits. They also carry various weapons. They are essentially skirmishers, and the weapons can be used by everyone.

After the execution of the wounded soldier, the crowd did not launch a pursuit, but began to retreat in an orderly manner after a brief exchange.

They know very well that the current victory is achieved by using this concealed environment, if they put on a stance and fight openly, they must be the losers.

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"So, you just left your comrades and fled back."

In the raiding battlefield just now, the servants and soldiers sorted out a lot of the atmosphere of the battlefield. The corpses were collected in an orderly manner and put into the dug pit. The imam accompanying the army was doing a simple funeral for these dead.

Except for the most basic clothes and the nobles, all their armor and belongings were taken off, and then they were either taken away by soldiers who needed them, or entered the pockets of officers.

It was under such a scene that the trembling leader of the pursuit force looked at Akkad, waiting for his scolding.

This leader was a nobleman in Bulgar City who had studied in a religious school in Bulgar. The family let him go out to fight this time just to let him see the battlefield and add glory to his resume, so Seqian made him a small officer.

He thought that his career in battle would be as beautiful and magnificent as poetry, that the pagans would fall before the army of Allah, and the spears that commanded the soldiers made him feel majestic, like the heroes of Greek epics or The invincible warriors of the prophets in the Arab conquests.

But the failure he encountered now told him what is the cruel reality.

He saw with his own eyes a fellow countryman being hoisted like a dead pig by a pagan lasso in front of his eyes. He still remembered that this person was still showing off how beautiful the body of the Rose girl who was accidentally suffocated by him was yesterday, but now But he died without any glory.

So now he stands in front of Akkad without saying a word. The failure has made the nobles who were once full of confidence unable to regain that confidence, and they are powerless and unwilling to explain the tragic failure.

Seeing the cowardly look of this subordinate, Akkad was really furious. He swung his horsewhip and hit the man's face, drawing a bloody smear.

"Lord Akkad, I think this is enough. Now is not the time to severely punish the soldiers. We should reach Kashin as soon as possible."

Alaire's voice sounded, but his voice was calm and unwavering, because it was just doing his due duty. As for this failure, he didn't pay much attention to it, he had fought too many battles Well, in the horseback career, he has experienced more tragic things than this several times.

"Alaire, are you happy now?"

Suddenly, Akkad said this suddenly, everyone could feel the anger contained in his words, Alaire's routine and correct admonition, under the blessing of his cold voice at this moment, Akkad felt that It was a mockery, a mockery of him.

It was the first time that Akkad of the Dulu family had suffered such a level of failure. He still failed in front of so many people. Although the whole army was not collapsed, it was too insulting to be attacked by the enemy and let the enemy retreat completely.

So now he said this sentence, in other words, he broke the defense and started biting everywhere.

"Of course I won't be happy for Bulgar's defeat, Mr. Akkad, your worries are really unnecessary, but I think the priority now is to rectify the army, not to wonder who is laughing at your meaningless matter."

Alaire's tone was still so cold, but it carried a hint of threat and warning.

He put his hand on the handle of the scimitar, and his fingers rubbed against the ruby. If this ambitious man wanted to take his anger out on him at this moment, he would just draw his sword and chop it off. will miss.

Fortunately, Akkad is a seasoned politician after all, not a nobleman ruled by emotions. Allaire's words pulled him out of his emotions.

Akkad looked around without a trace, what he saw were countless strange eyes, unarmored or even armored soldiers looked at him like this, they once threw countless cheers at him, noble heavy cavalry looked at him like this, These people had pledged their support for him, the imam looked at him like this, they had pledged the support of the Shariah.

Akkad felt troubled, and then he blamed himself. Although he would not lose the support of these people, after this time, many of them might be shaken...

"It was my slip of the tongue... After packing up everything, they each returned to their respective teams. You, you can return to your post. I don't want to see another failure."

The commander-in-chief of the army could only say this in the end, and then left silently. His last words were addressed to the Bulgar officer who bowed his head, and following his words, everyone gradually dispersed, busy with their respective work.

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(End of this chapter)