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"Die, Vseslav!"

Finally, the Grand Duke of Kyiv seized the opportunity and slashed at the witch prince's neck with his long sword. This place has actually been hit by Injaslav several times. If this blow can succeed, then there is no doubt that there is a stomach will break open.

The prince of witchcraft was naturally also aware of this crisis, and the prince's response was very simple, he directly hit the Grand Duke's shield.

Caught off guard by such a hit, Injaslav's sharp blade naturally deflected in the direction of the slash, and a sword slashed on the shoulder of the witch prince, but the strong shoulder armor easily took the blow, and just sent out There was a sound of "Dang".

And just when Injaslav managed to stabilize his footsteps, the next blow flew in front of him, and Vseslav's long ax slashed at Injaslav's waist. If this blow succeeded, the Grand Duke of Kyiv would have to die Be cut in half!

But the Grand Duke of Kyiv blocked the blow with his shield just in time, and the blade of the ax broke through the iron edge of the shield, and then cut into the wood.

But just as Vseslav was about to pull out the weapon, he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried, and then he suddenly found that the ax blade had been stuck on the shield.

The Grand Duke finally smiled. He waited for this moment for a long time, but before he had time to do anything, he found that Vsieslav directly took off the ax with both hands, and then kicked on the shield.

The Grand Duke of Kyiv retreated in a little embarrassment. This blow was really unexpected, and the Grand Duke's soldiers thought that the master had the upper hand, so they decisively stepped forward to protect the master with their weapons.

The sorcerer prince pulled out his waist axe, and then he slashed at the enemy's neck with the axe. The neck guard was cut to pieces, blood gushed out, and his body fell down.

As the man fell, the Maharaja of Witchcraft threw the handaxe, which landed right on the head of another of his own soldiers, and the man fell limply.

Killing two people in a row undoubtedly deterred the enemies on all sides, but they also noticed that Vseslav had no weapons in his hands, but at this moment, the Polotsk soldiers handed their master another long axe. Let everyone's restless hearts calm down immediately.

"Kyiv's elite is nothing more than that."

The prince of Polotsk commented contemptuously on Kyiv's personal soldiers. This performance is really rubbish. If it was changed to Polotsk, it should have been kicked out long ago.

And as if in response to his words, not far from them, a group of Polotsk militiamen launched a desperate charge, repelling a group of Kyiv militiamen, forming a salient on the entire front.

The evaluation of the prince of witchcraft naturally made the Kyiv soldiers furious, and everyone planned to go forward to kill this brazen guy, but as the Polotsk soldiers also surrounded him, Injaslav stopped the soldiers.

Just when the soldiers didn't understand why the master was like this, suddenly, a wave of crossbow arrows splashed on the place where Vseslav was, and the loyalty of the Polotsk soldiers was now fully revealed, almost subconsciously standing in front of the master .

At first they thought it was just a tickling arrow missing, nothing more than sticking a few more arrows in their bodies to escape, but then they found that these crossbow arrows had broken their stomachs, and the steel pierced their flesh.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Kill Vseslav! End this battle!"

At some point, Rostislav joined the battle with the Red City Army. Under the order of the Prince of Moscow, wave after wave of crossbow arrows were poured on Vsheslav and his soldiers.

At this distance, crossbow arrows are undoubtedly armor-piercing artifacts, even iron armor can be easily pierced, so these Polotsk elites who have always relied on armored stomachs to fight among ordinary soldiers suddenly discovered that at this moment their armored stomachs There is not much difference between paper and paper.

These people may have the blood of Polotsk's noble stomachs on them, but at this moment they are as dead as the cheapest peasants.

After discovering this, the princes surrounded by the Polotsk people retreated in embarrassment. These heavy crossbows made them very frightened. After the biggest reliance on weekdays was broken, that fear would be very strong.

While the crossbowmen were shooting, Rostislav's Red City Army also killed them. Domnar and Yegor killed them in front of everyone, leading the team forward, while Vasily and his entourage Still by Rostislav's side.

The personal soldiers advanced with a firm shield wall, while the fighters of the Moscow Battalion listed their best spear formations and advanced fearlessly. The Kyiv militiamen also ignited their morale and continued to advance with the elites who entered the battle.

The Polotsk people are constantly retreating, their offensive has been contained, and it is impossible to turn over the war. The Polotsk people will only lose their way next.

The crossbowmen attacked any Polotsk army with outstanding performance, no matter how powerful the Polotsk people were, they could only be forced to retreat in the face of these crossbow arrows that ignored the armor stomach at this distance, or they would become corpses .

Due to the addition of the new force of the Red City Army, the offensive of the Polotsk people was immediately suppressed, but was suppressed by the coalition forces.

The Polotsk army that rushed out of the salient was quickly cut off by the coalition forces, and then was mercilessly strangled by the coalition forces while surrounded. They also took off the head of a Polotsk nobleman and stuck his head in the long Show off on the spear.

"Uncle, are you okay here?"

Rostislav came to the Grand Duke and asked with concern.

"Ahem, nephew, I'm fine, God, damn it, you did a good job, but it's a pity you couldn't kill that witch prince."

Yin Jaslav's words were full of resentment. It was a pity to miss that opportunity just now. It seems that it will be difficult to find such a good opportunity in the future.

Just as the Grand Duke was complaining, another group of Kyiv militiamen howled into the battlefield. Everyone saw Vseslav being forced to retreat, which undoubtedly boosted morale.

And the performance of the Polotsk people is indeed very cooperative. Originally, these guys were difficult to be repelled, but now they are constantly retreating.

The entire front is developing in a direction that is beneficial to the coalition forces, and the coalition forces are advancing in waves, continuously achieving more results. Gradually, the battlefield is getting closer and closer to the city walls of Minsk.

"I'm sorry about Mstislav."

Knowing of his cousin's death, Rostislav spoke to Injaslav, expressing his condolences.

But in his heart, Rostislav was a little grateful for this. His Novgorod was taken from this cousin, and the relationship between them was a bit awkward after all.

As for mourning for relatives, what is mourning? At most, it is superficial. So distant relatives.

"That's all, it's just not in battle. This is the final destination of every Rurik prince."

Yin Jiaslav sighed, indicating that this topic will stop here, there is nothing to say about such a thing, the skills are not as good as others.

"But don't worry about this now, Rostislav, lead your team and continue to attack. The Polotsk people have begun to show weakness. This is our opportunity."

As the Grand Duke said, now is indeed the opportunity. The disadvantages of the Polotsk people are gradually being manifested, and the problem of their long-term fighting has also emerged, and now the Kyiv militia has gained more vitality.

But in the final analysis, the biggest problem of the Polotsk people is the lack of troops. If Polotsk is the one with the superior strength, then they can be as easy as the coalition forces, but unfortunately, they are not.

Vseslav, who was forced to retreat, naturally noticed this fact. The prince's face, which had been firm since the start of the war, still showed disappointment. He knew that even if he did his best next, the result would be a stalemate, and the stalemate The only outcome for them is - failure.

But Vseslav didn't plan to retreat immediately. He fought with the will to die. If he didn't persist until the last moment, how could he be worthy of his gamble.

Thinking of this, Vseslav swung his ax and rushed to the battlefield again.

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