With the earliest dawn of the next morning the battle was renewed; both armies defiantly and simultaneously moving down from the hills to meet on the plains.

Mstislaf rode along the ranks of his troops, exclaiming: "Let no man turn his head.

Retreat now is destruction.

Let us forget our wives and children, and fight for our lives." His soldiers, with shouts of enthusiasm, threw aside all encumbering clothes, and uttering those loud outcries with which semi-barbarians ever rush into battle, impetuously fell upon the advancing foe.
Mstislaf was a prince of herculean stature and strength.

With a battle-ax in his hands, he advanced before the troops, and it is recorded that, striking on the right hand and the left, he cut a path through the ranks of the enemy as a strong man would trample down the grain.