My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 593 Knights of the Round Table
The war is coming to an end, and the air is filled with the smell of blood. The horses wandering the battlefield lower their heads and use their muzzles to support their masters who have been lying dead on the ground for a long time.

Soon, a figure wearing oriental armor came over, stabbed the corpse with a knife, and then happily took the war horse away.

The vast wilderness, connected to the woods under the hills, was filled with corpses, and there were also Sakprut people moaning and screaming in pain.

A large number of figures were walking around with knives in hand. From time to time, they would bend down and swing the blade to slash.

This was a war that took no prisoners. The soldiers of the Xiliang Army who came over stepped forward and chopped off the heads of the enemies who were groaning in pain.

The Xiliang Army soldier lifted his bloody head, stood up and looked into the distance. The faint sound of fighting penetrated the sky from several miles away and reached here.

Many soldiers know that they just defeated a regular army of the Sakprut Empire.
The Western barbarian army that came over was indeed different from the previous barbarian soldiers, with their cooperation in the battle formation, tight formation, and some quite sophisticated experience.

However, the Xiliang Army did not look down upon this group of barbarian troops from the beginning, and they had experienced many battles several times their own.

So as soon as the war started, the fighting intensity was raised to the highest level.

If not, their own general wanted to test the opponent's depth and try to eat most of the opponent's troops in one go. I'm afraid they would have the confidence to push the front line directly in front of the opponent's center just after the battle.

Most of them were Qiang recruits who entered the Xiliang Army the year before last.

At present, the war is basically over. The generals of the Western Barbarian Army were beheaded. The barbarian soldiers who were still fighting in the whole team suddenly scattered after learning the news.

As for the casualties of the Xiliang army, they were not heavy. Four thousand people came out and suffered more than 300 casualties, of which only 35 were killed directly in battle.

Even so, there were still 1,200 barbarians who escaped.

"Assemble with the trumpet, we should go back." Guo Bang patted the dust behind his skirt and armor and stood up with a knife.

"It's a place far away that you haven't heard of and can't go to..." Guo Bang smiled and looked at the figures cleaning the battlefield in front of him, and suddenly murmured: "I don't have the chance to go there anymore."

Guo Bang was sitting on a big rock, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and raising his other arm in the air. His shirt had been taken off, and soldiers were bandaging him next to him.

"General, where is Chang'an?" the bandaged soldier beside him asked in a low voice.

After bandaging the wound and sitting there for a while, someone came over to report that the battlefield and Beijing were over.

After all, I had just learned the Chinese language not long ago, so during the training, I didn’t quite understand the generals and governor cavalry’s explanations of battlefield experience and techniques for avoiding fatal injuries.

Once the rout was formed, the wilderness was filled with fleeing figures.

He talked about how much fertile land could be exchanged for after returning, so that his sons and grandsons would have big houses to live in.

The heads were cut off and their ears were taken away to report their merits, while the rest were thrown into the wilderness and set up in Beijing.

"Just run away. The first legion. I thought they were going to fight so wildly, but I didn't expect that they were led by a brainless general."

This injury was due to the skin being accidentally cut when he broke through the opponent's sword range while charging into the formation to kill the general.

A little flesh wound, cutting off the head of a legion commander is a good deal.

So, it's afternoon. At 2:00 p.m. in the afternoon, the teams of the Xiliang Army that chased out came back from all directions with blood all over their bodies.

"Back then, Li Jue and I were drunk and reckless in Chang'an. As a result, even riding a horse and wielding a sword are a bit unfamiliar."

This side had no choice but to dedicate part of its troops to pursue and kill them. If they could be annihilated, they could not be delayed, lest the other side would follow other barbarian armies to fight back after they returned.

Soon, the guards brought the war horses. Guo Bang turned over and looked back at the assembled soldiers, as well as the wounded and dead soldiers on his back, and silently waved his hand.

The Xiliang soldiers did not have much military discipline. After gathering their injured comrades and those who died in the battle, they stood in the team one by one, showing off their achievements to the people next to them. They opened the bags they carried with them, revealing the cut heads inside. Down the ears.

On the other side of the sky, the sun tilted to the west, revealing the magnificent dusk unique to the plateau. Over the rolling hills and acres of forest fields, this small town on the border of the Satsuma Plateau, Kadila, the sky had become dim at this time. .

Adal, the Satsuma general who was guarding this place, stood on the top of the city from the golden morning light to the magnificent sunset.

The army from the east had already set out to meet Sakprut's army on the plateau before it was dark in the early morning.

Through intelligence, we learned that the opponent was the First Legion of Conquerors under Emperor Sakprut. Those who could win the first title must also be elite.

As for the Easterners here, only the war outside Satila City has been mentioned, and I don't know if it is exaggerated.

But the First Legion of Conquerors over there actually followed Emperor Sakprut in his southern and northern expeditions and gained a reputation for fighting.

"At this time, no news has come back. Maybe the result of the battle..." The Satsuma general named Adal paused for a moment. He shook his head and sighed: "By tomorrow, there should be news. Come……"

"General Adal..." the deputy next to him couldn't help but said: "The First Legion of the Conquerors is brave and good at fighting, but the army of the Eastern Seris is not weak either. The Sajin tribe in Olain's hands is a group of invulnerable weapons. The cannibal barbarians were defeated by them. There are powerful armies on both sides, and the fight should last for several days. "

"You do not understand."

The Samoans admire gold, and even generals from small border towns like Adal like to wear full-cover armor dyed with gold-edged patterns, and then put on a white cloak to stand on the top of the city, as dazzling as a god of war.

After hearing what the deputy said, he smiled and waved his hand.

"The First Legion of the Conquerors has participated in five wars and has many heroic stories. They are very good at forming arrays in the wilderness and confronting the enemy head-on. Counting them in addition, they are familiar with the terrain here, and the Selis army , I’m afraid it will be difficult to win..."

Before he finished speaking, the deputy who was listening quietly next to him suddenly turned his head, rushed towards the wall, raised his finger and pointed outside the city.

"General Adal, look over there, the Seris army is back."

"them……"

Adal looked at the silhouettes of figures running in the sunset, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face, he opened his mouth slightly and took a breath.

"...Did they win? It's impossible..."

However, soon there was a messenger from the Eastern Seris people, bringing the news outside the city gate: The first army of Sakprut was defeated and collapsed in the Eastern Seris people's probing attack, and the legion Dayus was directly killed. General Salis cut off his head.

This small border town was suddenly in an uproar, followed by a night of celebrations. They had long been fed up with the oppression of the Sakpruts after their occupation, and now they were finally proud. They took to the streets one after another, playing the organ, and men and women holding hands. Celebration with singing and dancing.

On the other side, the Xiliang army returned to the barracks. Dong Zhuo and Li Jue were studying the map in the tent. When they heard reports from outside that Guo Si had returned victorious, Dong Zhuo's tense old face suddenly smiled.

On the battlefield, he was always serious.

After receiving the emperor's will and testing the enemy's army, he was actually under great pressure. After all, from the intelligence point of view, the opponent's army should be the regular army of the Sakprut Empire, which was completely different from the previous barbarians. If he fails in every attempt, his old face and the prestige the Xiliang Army has gained in recent years will be completely lost.

Fortunately, what came back was good news.

"This Guo Aduo finally did not disgrace me." Dong Zhuo said with a smile, turned around and sat down behind the long desk. After a moment, the curtain opened and Guo Si walked in holding a human head.

Perhaps because the Xiliang army did not have many restraints at that time, Guo Si himself was also a horse thief. As soon as he came in, he pressed his head on the long table, offered Dong Zhuo, and then picked Li Jue next to him. jaw.

He patted Dayus on the head.

"Zhiran, how about it? I brought the head of the general of the Western Barbarian Army. Please remember to bring the good wine you prepared to my tent later."

"Do you have a share for me?"

Dong Zhuo opened Guo Si's hand and said with a smile, while holding the head in his hand as if toying with and looking at a fine porcelain, "This Western barbarian is really weird and strange, with hair and eyes of several colors. There was also a dark-skinned guy last time. I’m afraid if he took off his clothes and stood in the shadows at night, he wouldn’t be able to find anyone.”

"Haha, that kind of black man would be invincible if used in night battles!"

Li Jue started laughing.

"Stop laughing, marinate this barbarian's head and send it to Your Majesty." Dong Zhuo threw the head into Guo Si's arms. The latter was stunned for a moment: "So late?"

"Is it too late for a good thing to happen? Your Majesty needs to know that you have killed one of the enemy's main troops and it's not too late to be happy."

Dong Zhuo rubbed his hands excitedly and walked out from behind the desk.

"This can be regarded as the army that truly defeated the Prut Empire since the westward march. The previous ones could only be called barbarians."

After saying that, he added excitedly: "What a good start. This achievement belongs to none other than you, Guo Aduo, and it is also the glory of our Xiliang Army!"

It was rare to hear Dong Zhuo praise them, Guo Bang grinned happily, threw the head in his hand, turned around, opened the curtain and strode out.

There was no light in the starry night, and the Central Asian plateau entered the night. The cold wind was blowing. Just as a few fast horses escorted Dayus's head south, on the same night, a large number of defeated soldiers poured into the province of Analia, fighting for Here brought news of the defeat of the First Legion of the Conquerors.

This was originally the Principality of Analia, belonging to the Anarian people. After the rise of Sakprut, he annexed Euphila, and then occupied the neighboring country of Padinya. Soon, Analia followed suit. , after several years of Sakprut's management, it was divided into a peripheral province of the Sakprut Empire.

It was late at night, and the day after the news came, the entire province of Analia entered a state of intense military martial law.

It was rare to see a single person on the road or in the fields.

The chief executive here, while dispatching fast horses at dawn, received the defeated soldiers of the First Legion of the Conquerors, recorded the tactics of the Easterners, and at the same time recruited a large number of civilians, slaves, and prisoners to build fortifications with strength.

Emperor Sakprut issued a war order, and many troops have begun to mobilize here.

As for how to fight, the administrative officials did not understand and did not dare to interfere. Emperor Sakprut had strict requirements in this regard. Military and political affairs were separated, and administrative officials could not interfere with the affairs of the army.

They just have to follow orders.

At the same time, the messages delivered by fast horses were delivered to the city of Nongma on the right side of Padinya Province at the fastest speed, one post after another.

When the news came, Sakprut was in the luxurious and solemn hall, receiving news from various legions, as well as letters from the famous generals around him.

They probably asked about the number of Eastern armies and how the battle was going.

A moment later, the news from the province of Analia was delivered to him. After just one glance, he threw the news aside without any anger on his face.

He just leaned back on the throne's chair and narrowed his eyes.

"The Satsuma people...are really a bunch of weaklings. The Seris people slaughtered several of your cities, and nearly 100,000 Satsuma people died in their hands, but you didn't take revenge. Instead, you attacked people like me who didn't massacre the city. Raised the butcher knife...

Haha... The Samoans are no longer bloody, let Selis station beside them, draw maps for them, and be their dogs!

Since you want to be a dog, then just watch from the sidelines. It is your previous master who is more powerful, or your current owner. "

"Your Majesty is ready to take revenge and go back?"

In the main hall, there were several generals. One of them had long golden hair like a waterfall, a tall and mighty figure, and a handsome face. Standing among many generals, he was wearing a gorgeous armor.

Sakprut raised his eyes and landed on the noble knight with long golden hair, who had a famous name.

May Eagle, Maiden Knight-Gawain.

One of King Arthur's Twelve Knights of the Round Table.

"Of course I want to take revenge." Sakprut looked majestic and was equally tall. He stood up from the throne, and the armor on his body made a unique sound of metal rubbing against each other.

"Prophet Moses has long expected that they will take a step! The Sea of ​​Disaster, Galahad and the Knights Geraint have already led the second and fourth conqueror legions. They will give the Seris, the Emperor of the East, a A big surprise.”

The handsome young man named Gawain smiled like the sun and bowed to Emperor Sakprut in front of him.

"May King Arthur's bravery always favor you, Your Majesty."

……

Almost at the same moment.

Three days have passed since Su Chen, who was far away in the southwest of a small town on the border of the Central Asian Plateau, received the battle report from Dong Zhuo.

Guo Si's probing attack directly defeated one of the opponent's legions, which not only provided a lot of motivation, but also sent information about the structure of Sakprut's army.

This kind of intelligence will be of great use in future operations.

"Although I am happy, I still have an uneasy feeling."

In the handsome tent, Su Chen sat behind the desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest.

"It went too smoothly... As the saying goes, meat pies will not fall from the sky. If they do, it means there is a trap waiting in front."

He glanced at the generals in the tent and said this.

(End of this chapter)