My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 608 Hell on Earth
The sky was getting brighter, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The fire that reflected the red night sky was still burning when the morning sun rose, but the fire was no longer as big as before.

Caesar was shirtless, with a smoky gray face. In his eyes, Roman soldiers and Matte barbarians were coming and going to extinguish the burning buildings nearby.

The various shouts, the sound of horses galloping through the charred wood, and the sound of hooves in the streets strewn with corpses, created a cacophony of noise.

Some people watched all this in silence, and then looked at the commander-in-chief Caesar over there. The latter pressed the hilt of his sword on his waist and took a few steps slowly, "Have all the cavalry left the city?"

"Escape from the four gates of Satira when the fire was at its strongest." He was answered by Octavian, who also took off half of his muscle breastplate and left his upper body bare.

There was too much fire in the city, and in the terrifying heat wave, metal armor could burn people to the point of grinning when they were constantly heated.

Moreover, it is impossible for such a fire to be caused by an accidental fire by a soldier.

Caesar took a deep breath, then there was a possibility that he would lead the Egyptian army north to the Central Asian Plateau and fall into the trap set by the Seles people.

They arranged flammable objects in the city in advance and took advantage of the continuous defeat of the army, allowing themselves and their troops to get lost in the joy of victory and become proud and blind...

Caesar was like a silent volcano at this moment. While sending scouts to inquire about the movements of Selis's army, he also sent people to contact the Macedonian legions.

"Have you identified the body?"

However, soon after, the sent scout returned half a day later, along with a general of the Macedonian legion.

Caesar had never come into contact with the Seles people. Even if he had heard of it, he knew some from Sakprut, but it was not comprehensive.

Octavian and Antony lowered their faces and silently followed Caesar's words to pray. Afterwards, they withdrew the surviving troops from the burned-out Zatira, set up camp again in the wilderness outside the city, and counted the number of soldiers. Originally, 30,000 people went out to fight. , only 21,000 people remained.

"This is indeed suspicious. Will Selis block it halfway?"

Only then did I know that the Macedonian Legion sent a cavalry to reinforce last night and was ambushed by the Seles on the way.

Although he suffered some losses in this fight, it also made him understand how his opponent was.

The Mattia Barbarians also suffered heavy casualties, with only 4,000 of the 10,000 cavalry left... Most of the people and horses were pushing and crowding each other, and they had no time to evacuate and were choked to death by the thick smoke.

Just as the messenger turned and left, soon the messenger followed Anthony back from a distance. Antony sent the messenger away and came to Caesar. He looked bad and whispered to the father and son: "A soldier just sent a message. News comes that Lepidus died in battle outside the north gate of Satila."

He spurred his horses and led Octavian and a thousand Roman cavalry onto the road below the hills, and the strong smell of burning rushed over them first.

"Fortunately, the cavalry left the city first, and Lepidus did a good job... But what about the Macedonian legions? The fire burned all night, why don't they see their troops coming for reinforcements?!"

"The Selis people are so cruel, they will lead us into the city even at the expense of the soldiers in their hands."

Octavian also frowned.

Caesar blinked. This was expected. He gritted his teeth: "Let the soldiers leave Satila. This is already a ruined city. There is no need to repair it. Immediately send someone to notify Lepidus and ask him to guard the suburbs. I want Let the soldiers camp outside and rest the army."

Listening to Antony's words, Caesar tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, his eyes reflecting the fire that had not yet been extinguished in the distance. After a long time, his Adam's apple rolled, and he spoke in a low voice: "May the gods of Olympus comfort Lepidus. The soul leads him back to his native land.”

Not only was Caesar stunned for a moment, but Octavian was also stunned, looking at Antony in disbelief.

Caesar didn't believe it at first, so he personally led an army and rushed to where the Macedonian legions were stationed.

"Fight to death..."

"No head was found, but the body was wearing Lepidus' armor... and several guardsmen saw him being beheaded by General Selis."

He put on half body armor and a Gaul-style iron helmet with red mane. Half of his face was covered by the iron plate, and his eyes were exposed. Soon, he stopped near the hills.

Then what came into their view were pieces of burned trees. Some of the charred roads were still burning. A little further on, close to the mountain, they found a completely charred corpse. Breastplate, it is still possible to identify these as Macedonian legionnaires.

Caesar lifted his cloak, dismounted, and walked towards the nearest corpse. As soon as he touched it, the skull made a crisp sound, the mandible suddenly broke, and black bone fragments splashed on his face.

Caesar patted the ashes in his hand, and Octavian on the side took a few steps forward and took a breath of the smell of burning here.

The entire hill below was burnt black, and the corpses of people and horses were spread out densely, covering the mountains and plains under the charred trees, or hugging or curling up, taking on various burnt shapes.

The wind blew, and a disgusting stench hit my nostrils.

In the distance, the Macedonian soldiers who were cleaning the Shura field from the other side lifted up a dead soldier. In the hands of the roasted soldier, all the meat on the body collapsed with the grease, revealing the bloody bones. , still exuding a trace of heat.

Everyone looked at this scene, their heads were buzzing, and then many people made a 'vomit' sound and ran to the side to vomit.

Soon, Caesar stood among the corpses, looking at each other with the handsome blond young man Alexander who also came from the opposite side.

"I think we can join forces."

"That's what I thought too, Caesar."

The two of them reached out their hands at the same time and held them together.

……

More than two hundred miles northwest of the small northern city, on the border between Kadila and the province of Analia, the fifth legion of the Sakprut Conquerors was marching quickly. A pair of studded sandals walked across the calf-high grass, equipped with feathers. Under the iron helmet, his face was stained with sweat. For this legion, marching for three hundred miles on foot is commonplace, but continuous day and night will put a huge burden on the body, not to mention that they are also carrying armor and a large shield. , long and short throwing spears, bows and arrows and other portable combat items.

After the Egyptian Army and the Macedonian Army on the southern front moved north to attack Satila and the city of Hasseah, the armies on the east and north sides also set off under the orders of Emperor Sakprut for their respective scheduled battles. Place.

However, the opponent obviously would not sit still and wait for death. Just as the army entered the border between Kadira, Harabitos and the provinces of Analia and Mirantel, there were many Seris cavalry and attacked madly.

Among the marching army, the legion commander Ugel tightened his reins and looked into the distance. There was a scout running back from the edge of the long team. He rushed forward and asked: "How is the battle ahead?"

However, before the scout had time to speak, the bugler had already blown the horn, and a voice from the front shouted hysterically: "Forty miles east, there are two armies fighting in the front!"

The marching team turned around very quickly, reacted, and quickly assembled their array.

"The Selis army is coming?"

Ugel quickly returned to the middle of the guards, "Check immediately which army is fighting with the Seris people over there!"

Before the order was fully issued, the ground beneath his feet began to vibrate with a vibration that could only be felt by a large group of cavalry. He stopped talking and looked to the southeast, where shouts and the sound of horse hooves faintly penetrated the sky and came here. At the other end of the vast wilderness, a group of light cavalry with leather armor, iron helmets, ring-headed knives, and crossbows on their backs stared at a Sakprut army. They took advantage of the cavalry in the field to make a roundabout path and headed towards the opponent. He drew his bow and fired arrows crazily, constantly tearing apart the opponent's dense array.

The iron hoofs churned wildly, bringing up countless grass clippings and mud dust. On the galloping horse, Ma Chao held the tiger-headed golden gun: "Change the formation and cut them open!"

The small cavalry teams that were running around in disarray gradually gathered towards Ma Chao to form a front line amid the sound of the horn.

"kill!"

The two thousand flying Qiang cavalry roared together, replaced their crossbows, straightened their spears, and clamped them under their armpits. Behind them, there were string-controlling wolf cavalry who came after hearing the news.

When the Fei Qiang Cavalry changed their formation, Lu Bu commanded the cavalry to take over the duties of the Fei Qiang Cavalry, constantly harassing and pulling down the Sakprut army with arrows.

A black rain of arrows rose up into the sky, and then fell down.

The stone throwers running on the front line did not have shields. When the arrows fell, blood spattered in large areas. The running figures held the short spears that had not had time to throw, covering the area where the arrows hit and screaming. He fell down and was still writhing in pain on the ground.

In an instant, Feiqiang, who maintained their sharp arrow formation, spread up with iron hooves——

In the array, short spears were thrown out one after another, nailing the charging Feiqiang cavalry or being blocked by the round shield in the opponent's hand.

Ma Chao, who was wearing silver armor and a lion helmet, acted as an arrow at the front. He threw a spear and flew towards it, but he knocked it away with a bang.

The moment he stepped a few steps into the front line, the brandished tiger-headed golden gun made a loud bang and hit the shield on the opposite side.

The shield and the soldiers behind the shield were hit by a terrifying force, and they and their shields were hit and flew backwards.

"I am Xiliang Jin Machao——"

White tassels were flying, Ma Chao swept his arms with all his strength, and the heavy troops roared and waved left and right at the gap.

The shields held by the Sakprut soldiers on both sides exploded one after another. As sawdust and iron sheets flew, Ma Chao roared "Ah--" and rode through the forest of spears. The heavy spears banged on the ground. A forest of gunfire struck, and a spearman on foot had no time to react. His entire face was shattered by the gun tip, and the iron helmet on his head deformed and flew out.

Behind him were two thousand flying Qiang cavalry, all of which he had trained with his own hands. He had followed the Great Xiazi in the north and south, and had accomplished many feats. After the general opened a gap, it was like a flood bursting through a bank. In an instant, He rushed in in the most brutal manner.

Boom boom boom——

It was the sound of the flesh and blood of men and horses hitting each other, and they were slapped away. The spear passed through the spear. The defending body was knocked down by the charging horse with its shield, and then it was involved in the churning horse's hooves, and the remaining limbs were torn out. Some people were also stabbed off their horses, while the ownerless horses were still galloping forward, pushing the crowd back.

Ma Chao sprinted through the crowd, dragging several blood lines, human scalps, and minced meat with the tiger-headed golden gun, and waved it in the air, making a loud sound.

"The general of the barbarians is here to accept your fate——"

The heavy soldier opened the thrusting spear, stood upright with his body in the stirrup, and the spear head slanted downwards and fiercely penetrated a man's iron helmet, and his brain exploded and shot out from the gap.

In front, General Sakprut of this army was still directing his soldiers to step forward to resist, and the hasty line was suddenly torn apart.

At the moment when the cavalry's frantic charge into battle was heard, high-pitched oriental words could also be heard.

In the scorching skylight, General Sakprut turned his gaze. In his field of vision, he saw a spearman's head being stabbed. Then, he saw a picture of Dongfang stained with brains and blood. The face was looking towards him ferociously.

The man was even smiling.

"Selis...so barbaric..."

When General Sakprut flashed this idea, the opponent jumped out of the horse. In mid-air, Ma Chao threw a tiger-headed golden gun, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and pointed at the barbarian general under the flag.

At this moment, General Sakprut knew that he might not survive.

……

"kill!"

"Don't fight with me!"

The cavalry surged into the crowd and followed their generals in a mad advance. At this moment, the string-controlling wolf cavalry wandering around the fields shooting arrows also spread up.

Under the leadership of Lu Bu, they divided into two groups and cooperated with the charging Fei Qiang cavalry. They launched a direct attack from both wings of the battlefield and collided with the Sakprut army who was strangling the Fei Qiang cavalry on both sides.

Lu Bu rushed into the crowd with the most violent gesture, and the human body was torn apart and scattered among the afterimages of painted halberds.

In less than two sticks of incense, the dense array of Sakprut's army collapsed and fled, and the mountains and plains were full of fleeing figures.

The battlefield was coming to an end. When the surrounding two cavalrymen, Fei Qiang and Gongxian, were chasing the barbarians, many cavalrymen were already looking for survivors among the corpses on the ground. Then they added a knife, pierced the chest, and nailed the people to the ground.

At a glance, this wilderness has huge scarlet spots, and the earth is dyed red.

Lu Bu held Fang Tian's painted halberd and rode his horse to Ma Chao's side.

"How long can Meng Qi last? If not, let someone come."

"Then let Marquis Wen come. My son-in-law has fought twice today. The man is not tired, but the horse is also tired."

Ma Chao dismounted, took off his lion helmet, and poured a sip of water into his mouth. "In recent days, the number of Sakprut troops has increased, and it is not an option to continue like this."

As he spoke, he kicked the severed head away from the ground.

"This is what His Majesty and the Prime Minister have agreed upon. We must grit our teeth and persevere. The fight in the south cannot be said to be more difficult than ours."

Lu Bu looked at the heads rolling away and looked away: "There are more and more opponents, which means it is a good thing. They come together to kill them, and they fall into the scheme of His Majesty and the Prime Minister."

While the two were talking, they suddenly felt something. They both turned their heads and looked to the northwest. An army of Sakprut was coming towards this direction.

Ma Chao and Lu Bu looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

Among the slowly advancing Fifth Army of the Conquerors, the leader Ugel felt an inexplicable chill, which quickly spread from his back to the top of his head, and he couldn't help but shudder.

(End of this chapter)