king of ros

Chapter 57 Array in the Fog
"Array! Array!"

In the early morning mist, the Ross soldiers climbed out of the tents. Many of them did not take off their armor, and directly took up their weapons and shields and walked onto the battlefield under the orders of the soldiers.

Although a lot of preparations and emphasis have been made in advance, when tens of thousands of people move, it is inevitable that chaos will occur, such as queue conflicts, soldiers cannot find generals, and confusing orders have been dispatched. This situation was expected, and his soldiers ran back and forth on the front line, mediating various conflicts.

Rostislav is lucky, he only needs to manage 2000 people under his command, and these 2000 people have a good sense of discipline and require less energy.

At dawn, Prince Ross and the captain of the guards stepped on the horses, brought out the army, and arrived at the assigned position.

The selected battlefield is a flat slope, which is just suitable for the army to fight. Of course, such a flat slope is also suitable for the cavalry to gallop, but the so many carriages carried by the Ross army are not just to deal with the cavalry attack.

At this moment, the slope was shrouded in the morning mist, and neither side could see the movement on the other side. The sound of fighting could be heard from time to time in the mist, which meant that the scouts and stragglers of both sides were fighting.

Screams sounded from time to time, fighting under such a mist, when they found each other, they were often at a very close distance, and at this distance, only fierce and cruel hand-to-hand combat could be carried out.

The brutal melee continued, and the detection tentacles of both sides were restricted in the fog. This was not a bad result for both sides. Although they could not see the opponent's arrangement in advance, their own arrangement was also not seen by the opponent. .

According to yesterday's arrangement, Rostislav was placed at the extreme end of the left wing, and part of the Black Hat Army was strengthened into his hands. Rostislav's task was very simple, to hold the left wing and prevent Polovts from possible detours.

It seems that the Grand Duke has seen Rostislav's performance these days. The wise man let those who are good at what to do do what they should do. After all, there is no better way to prevent the cavalry from turning around than to dispatch the cavalry.

Rostislav was standing under the banner of St. George at this moment, surrounded by busy soldiers, who were busy pulling the carriage to the front, which is the usual tactic of infantry troops against cavalry.Seeing these carriages being dragged to the battle, Rostislav couldn't help but feel relieved. He believed that this could effectively resist the invasion of nomadic troops.

The guards, who were fanatics, were shouting fanatical slogans of faith. Most of Prince Rose's army were Christians, which caused them to cheer and their morale rose.

The prince looked at the center of the battle formation, where there were densely packed soldiers with swords, guns, swords and halberds, some of them were wearing fur caps with flip-flops, some of them were wearing pointed helmets, and in front of them were spearmen standing one after another. and archer wagons.

Moreover, there were still many refusal horses in front of the carriage. The Grand Duke asked the soldiers to relocate the refusal horses in the camp in front of the formation to strengthen the defense.

Afterwards, the archers calmly adjusted their bowstrings. Most of them were wearing armed uniforms. Rostislav saw many of them holding long bows and heavy arrows. It seems that they should be some Norse warriors. Long bows and heavy arrows are also one of the northern martial arts traditions. One, their arrows are much stronger than those weak short bows, which are really made for killing people.

There are messengers on horseback constantly running around in the formation, and the soldiers also adjust according to their orders. There are also personal soldiers scattered among the soldiers, standardizing the formation and posture. At the same time, they are also the cornerstone and backbone that inspire the soldiers after the battle begins.

Grandfather's flag is located at the highest point of the Ross front, where Rurik's trident flies, where grandfather can have an overview of the entire battle situation so as to make timely military adjustments.

Due to the fog, Rostislav could only vaguely see Rurik's banner, but could not see his grandfather and his reserve team clearly.

As for the right wing, I couldn't see it at all. It is said that my grandfather placed two uncles there, with two princes and personal soldiers. It seems that like last time, my grandfather intends to use this side as an iron fist for counterattack.

From time to time, soldiers left the battle line and entered the fog. These people were basically mercenaries from other than Ross, Poles, Germans, Chudes... All the nations the prince knew could be seen here. Their armor and equipment Also extremely messy.

They are the troops that join in the strangling in the fog. This kind of battle is the most suitable for them. In such a battlefield with limited vision, these mercenaries can only fight as hard as they can in order to survive.

The fight in the fog started the moment the sun just rose, and both sides invested a lot of troops in it.

"Yan, are you still nervous this time?"

The prince suddenly asked about his bannerman, and Jan just shrugged easily.

"It's much better than last time. Although I'm nervous, it's not as good as it was in the first battle."

Yang's words revealed the self-confidence of a veteran. During this period of time, he participated in dozens of fights, big and small, and his spirit had already been polished to an extremely strong level. The attitude of a recruit in the past is completely past tense.

"That's good, come with me, and let me see my soldiers."

Rostislav rode his horse through the ranks, and the soldiers saw the cheers of St. George's banner, which they knew meant Rostislav was there, and in their eyes Rostislav was the one who would bring victory.

The prince did not forget to wave to the soldiers. This deserved a stronger reaction from the soldiers. After all, Rostislav had already convinced them with his military exploits. In their view, St. George cared for the prince, and it was so exciting before the battle. Under the environment, the natural reaction is also excited.

The cheers even attracted the attention of the friendly soldiers, but then they concentrated on their own affairs, and the battle had not started for a while, so it was better to prepare well than to watch Qiqi.

Rostislav and his crossbowmen passed by, and the thirty crossbowmen cheered the loudest. After all, Rostislav turned them from the lowest-level infantry into crossbowmen all of a sudden, and he gave them so much money (relatively speaking) said) remuneration.

"This is the last batch."

Rostislav asked while waving to them. The prince valued these crossbowmen very much. In the previous battle with Tugel, it was their heavy armored cavalry that was powerful against the Polovets, which prevented this cavalry from being able to perform well. They should have the fighting power. After returning to Kyiv, he even bought crossbows all over Kyiv, and gathered more than ten more to form the current team.

Rostislav hoped that these people could continue their efforts and deal a head-on blow to the nomadic army, and that their weapons would be very convenient to open the situation when he needed it.

"Yes."

Yang replied.

"Ah, the fog is starting to lift."

Suddenly Rostislav raised his head, and the mist was gradually dissipating.

"Come back, the battle is about to begin."

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(End of this chapter)