king of ros

Chapter 365 Front Recovery
The actions of the Polotsk people were very orderly. From the initial violent assault to the push back, it was completely done in one go. Obviously, they had done a lot of rehearsals long ago.

But the Pereyaslav frontier people were not weak either. Although the front line was torn apart and the front line was broken up, they still bravely stepped forward to fight the enemy, and their respective leaders led them up bravely without any fear.

Although such bravery is mostly turned into food delivery and the enemy's record, it can at least block the enemy for a while.

It was also while these frontier residents were fighting with their lives, the Pereyaslav militiamen were able to calmly line up again in front of the prince to protect their master.The archers also shot at the enemy in an orderly manner, blocking their progress.

Monomacher observed the battlefield. The battle between the central army and the right wing is now in a stalemate. The two sides are fighting fiercely, and it is obvious that they cannot send troops to their side.

And on Pereyaslav, that is, on their side, their disadvantages are constantly expanding. Monomakh saw the brave frontiersmen smashed to death on the shields of the Polotsks. He realized that something must be done. Soldiers continue to die in vain like this.

"Let the nomadic cavalry go around the enemy's flank immediately, I need them to contain the Polotsk people!"

When Vsevolod was temporarily dragged down by the soldiers, Monomakh was naturally in charge of the front line.

Although the future heir of Pereyaslav was young, he realized how to act after observing the battlefield.

There are many nomadic cavalry in the Pereyaslav army. If they can launch an assault, then the current battle situation can be alleviated.

After waiting for a while, the nomadic cavalry marched towards the battlefield. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now they finally got the order to advance.

Monomakh had great hopes for the assault of the nomadic cavalry, hoping that these cavalry could turn the tide of the battle and save the situation in one fell swoop.

But the next thing he got was disappointment. The messenger told him that the nomadic cavalry was attacked by enemy javelins and bows when they were flanking, and then they were entangled by a group of Baltic people lurking in the forest, and they couldn't move forward at all. .

The prince of witchcraft has laid out this plan for a long time, so how could he not have no protection for the flanks.

Monomacher feels extremely bad now. Polotsk obviously intends to use them as a breakthrough point, and what makes him even more difficult to accept is that these guys seem to be trying to break through successfully.

As the battle lasted, Mrs. Pereyaslav began to fear no matter how bravely she fought. After all, who could bear to keep going up to die? Some border residents on the edge of the front began to retreat secretly.

But at this moment, suddenly a group of fully armed Ross cavalry rushed out from the flanks. They were not many in number, only a few dozen cavalry, but they were fully armored and swept among the enemies.

They did not stop at any one place, but continued to move and gallop among the enemy's lines. The Polotsk militia was greatly affected by this, and they were unable to continue their assault for a time, and they even allocated a large number of troops to guard their backs.

All looked at the galloping cavalry, and saw them cross the battle line with the banner of Rurik's trident, which made people excited. In such a bloody battle, nothing can be more heroic Boost morale.

And another blow came one after another, Vsevolod had already recovered from that temporary surprise, and the first thing he did when he recovered was to order all the soldiers to mount their horses, and then charged to the front line.

As a prince close to the grasslands like Pereyaslav, Vsevolod's personal troops are naturally proficient in horse warfare.

But now Vsevolod was full of annoyance in his heart. He actually let his son stand in front, which is really too shameful.

With the influx of a large number of elite cavalry, the battle line has also stabilized. Although Vsevolod looks weak on the inside, he is not weak on the battlefield.

Vsevolod easily picked up a Polotsk man with a spear, and then threw the body into the enemy, knocking down several unlucky ones, and just behind him, a large group of cavalry Follow up.

This undoubtedly deterred the Polotsk people and made them dare not advance. After all, the result of advancing was to be crushed by the cavalry.

Finally, after a fierce fight, the front line stabilized again, and Mrs. Pereyaslav also regained her confidence.

And Vsevolod, who was covered in blood, also retreated from the front line, and beside him was a rider who was also covered in blood.

The rider was not tall and looked a little thin, and Monomakh happened to know this man, he was Oleg Sviatoslavich.

This surprised Monomakh, but then he was moved. Oleg actually ran from one side of the battlefield to the other. There is no doubt that the moment he saw Oleg, Monomakh realized that he had led his troops to plunder. The person in the battle is his cousin.

"Monomacher, you command the troops well."

Oleg called his nickname with a relaxed tone, as if he just went to the kitchen instead of fighting on the battlefield.

"Son, you're doing well. You're doing better than me on this."

Vsevolod praised his son. Monomakh's performance this time was indeed outstanding. If it weren't for him, the front line would have become much more difficult to deal with than it is now.

After all, Pereyaslav still has a lot of reserves, ready to save the situation.

"It's hard work, father, this is what I should do, but...Oleg, why are you here?"

Although he said that he knew why Oleg was here, Monomakh still asked, but more precisely, what he wanted to know was how Mrs. Chernigo was doing.

"Ah? Me? The battle on our side went smoothly, completely overwhelming the Polotsk people, so my father asked me to take dozens of horses to inspect other fronts, and then I rushed to your side, and then I saw that you were in trouble here, so I led the army forward."

Oleg talked about his origin, and his words made the father and son feel a little ashamed. Oleg ran all the way, and it turned out that there was a problem with them.

But this kind of shame is also fleeting, the battle is still going on fiercely, there is not so much time for you to be ashamed, the battle is the first.

While Mrs. Pereyaslav was concentrating on the war, on Mrs. Chernigo's side, the prince and his son were discussing.

"If the battle continues at this pace, I don't think we need to preserve our strength, father."

In the Chernihiv army formation, Gleb Svyatoslavich suggested to his father, Gleb's face was full of dissatisfaction, the performance of the Polotsk army was really It's rubbish.

The Prince Chernigov's family was standing together, and the sons of Sviatoslav were waiting in front of their father, restless, and they wanted to fight, but their father did not give an order for a long time.

"I don't think so. My son, Vsetslav hasn't shown his hole cards yet. We can wait and let Rostislav's people stand up. We just need to keep suppressing the opponent."

Svyatoslav said calmly, and his words made Gleb frown.

"Father, this is not good, the relatives are fighting in front, how can we just stand still like this? No matter how you say it, it's too..."

After all, Gleb was still a simple noble young man, and he was still unwilling to accept his father's blatant lack of effort.

"Just look good, and you really intend to help that Rostislav?"

Svyatoslav's words silenced Gleb, he opened his mouth, but finally closed it, knowing that what his father said was true.

"But let your brothers move with the cavalry to the Polotsk flank. There will always be a time when they will be needed."

In the end, Prince Chernigov still had something wrong, so he made up the order.

And Gleb's expression finally softened a little, he finally had something to do, and finally he didn't have to do nothing.

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(End of this chapter)