king of ros

Chapter 62 Frontline Advancement
Looking from the direction of the Polovets, the enemy is like a ship riding the wind and waves in the sea, stepping through one wave after another to advance towards them.

The first to arrive was a rain of arrows, and most of the unprotected grassland infantry fell before them, and the rest were even shaken in front of this sight, and some even ran away for a while.

Polovey, who oversees the battle, bellowed once more, ordering the slave untouchables in his eyes to fight again, but the oppressed and tortured slave untouchables only responded by driving a spear into the throat of the strutting man.

Other foot soldiers responded to this act of rebellion against their master. They stabbed or stabbed the riders around them with their weapons, killed the once high-ranking overseer, and snatched the war horses that they had even hoped to ride.

The prairie infantry who killed the overseer ran straight out of the battlefield, which made Bruce Khan feel desperate. He couldn't compete with thousands of Rus now, so could he just run away?
Khan knew very well what would happen if he escaped. When he found that Khan and the banner were not there, the situation on the battlefield would be reversed in an instant. Immediately followed by the funeral, as for his enemy, he should settle accounts with him.

Bruce Khan is very aware of how many people he has offended, and these people will come to revenge one after another, but he is not worried about his own life. Over the years, he has enjoyed glory, power, and women After that, the only thing I fear is the future of my son.

He is still too young, the cub has not yet accumulated everything he should learn to survive in the grassland, and his pampering and pampering made him seriously insufficient in training, which made him feel at ease.

The Khan Guard has never wavered. The loyalty of these fighters who have been supported by the wealth obtained by exploitation and plunder and countless promises will never waver to the Khan. They know very well who gave them everything, so even if it is that person They will not hesitate to carry out the order to charge Tengger. As for giving their lives, that is the most basic duty.

However, the existence of loyal guards still could not make Khan feel at ease. The enemy was so huge, and when Khan fell into despair a little bit, hesitating whether to escape from the battlefield, suddenly a group of Polovite cavalry came from behind him , There are so many cavalrymen, and the dusty appearance of running attracts everyone's attention.

Seeing this, the Russian infantry stopped charging, and after rectifying their shield wall, they moved forward slowly, always ready to deal with the impact on the nomadic cavalry. The same was true for the chariots and cavalry. They slowed down to protect the two wings of the shield wall.

"Who is it? Who is this?"

Bruce Khan, who was rescued suddenly, asked in surprise. He looked to the left and right wrapped under the armor, but no one could answer his question.

The Polovite cavalry who came to help passed the khan's team and ran over the steppe infantry who had defected and fled. Before these people could cheer much for their freedom, they were cut off by the nomads.

At this time, the guarded Polovite cavalry came in front of the Khan, escorted by the same hard-faced cavalry.

"Hail to you, my khan."

The visitor took off the iron mask, revealing the notorious face. He was Tugel who was reprimanded by the Khan for his failure, and his subordinates continued to charge against the Ross army.

"Tugger, you came at the right time."

Bruce Khan couldn't help but beam with joy. No one is more exciting than seeing his comrades at this moment, so that the scolding of him in the past seems completely wrong now, which makes people regret.

"Khan, I will crush the Rus. I have brought all the men of the tribe. That boy must die."

Looking at the St. George's flag fluttering in the battle formation, Tugel gritted his teeth and said that he remembered this flag and the boy who defeated him - these days Tugel had already found out that the one who defeated him was a young man.

After that humiliating defeat, Tugel was sent to the various ministries to rectify the army, but he was unwilling to fail. He returned to the tribe to gather all the men, and then rushed back to the battlefield at full speed, but he did not expect to meet that He encountered all these enemies - Tugel's motivation was even stronger.

Just in front of Khan and Ben, the nomad cavalry and the Ross army collided violently, and the fighting began like this.

The Russian chariots and cavalry hid behind the infantry. In the eyes of the Polovets, this was a sign of cowardice, but to Tugel's surprise, the Polovets did not gain the upper hand.

Facing the attack of the nomadic cavalry, the Ross people were very skillful in their response. They first used dense spears to force the Polovian cavalry to stop, and then stabbed the cavalry warriors with spears, so that they did not dare to get close. He fell off his horse, and there were soldiers skillfully throwing javelins in the rear, throwing the unlucky Polovets off their horses.

"Forward! Forward! The odds are in our favor, Russ, march forward with spears!"

Guvalan roared loudly in the army formation, and he did not forget to use his long ax to hook the enemy off his horse and behead him.

The captain of the personal soldiers always remembered the purpose of this battle, so he marched bravely with his personal soldiers. They hit the Polovets army formation again and again like a spindle, and the scimitars in the hands of ordinary herdsmen It was difficult for the spears and spears to pose a threat to the armored soldiers. They beat the nomads so miserable that they could only retreat again and again.

Following in the footsteps of the soldiers, the soldiers became more and more brave in fighting. They surrounded the riders with their shields in groups and beheaded them mercilessly.If they had doubts and wavering before, then these emotions are now receding like waves at ebb tide.

The fanatics of the Guardian Army relied on their thick armor, and fought in a wide-open posture on the battlefield without any defense at all. All attacks were resisted by the armor on their bodies, and the armor they trusted did not stretch their hips. , to give body protection.

Tugel's army was already uneven, ranging from children who had just learned how to ride a horse to old people who had gone through countless years, and they had gone through such a fierce march, so they were not physically strong enough, and there were not many heavy armored soldiers— ——Most of the ironclad warriors of the Tugel tribe lost in that swamp battle——they naturally fell short in the face of the wolves and tigers of the Ross people.

The Polovites' army formation became more and more shaken, and the Ross people's advance was simply unable to cope. The bloody battlefield made them tremble with fear, and their thoughts of fleeing became more and more intense.

"That's it, that's it."

Looking at all this, Rostislav became more and more excited. Every step forward in the infantry line meant that he was one step closer to victory.

The battlefields where the Rus had advanced were strewn with the corpses of men and horses, most of them Polovets.

"No, it's impossible, everyone follow me!"

Tugel looked at this scene, and the calmness he had just maintained had disappeared. He couldn't believe this would be the result.

His anger made him step onto the battlefield, and he patted the horse. The steed roared and galloped towards the battlefield, while behind him was the last elite of Polovts.

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