My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 619: The Devil-like Emperor of Daxia
When the attack and defense of Harabitos was fierce, a bright and holy light suddenly appeared above the southwest plain, filling the afterglow of the soldiers on both sides of the city.

Under the soft light, there were layers of cavalry like surging tides, rushing forward under the guidance of long swords glowing with holy light.

"The Holy Light guides us forward,"

Percival's hysterical voice drowned out everything, and the churning hooves of his horse stirred up huge waves, rushing straight towards the Ceres army on the opposite side that was ready for battle.

"The barbarian cavalry from the west is coming!"

Le Jin and Xu Huang each led a battalion of Qingzhou soldiers, no more than 4,000 men. Facing the armored cavalry, their numbers were indeed much smaller.

But for the elite, it's enough!
"My fellow men, if we survive this battle, let's get drunk!" Xu Huang jumped on his horse and pulled out the huge Xuanhua axe that was stuck in the ground.

Le Jin dismounted, holding a spear in his hand and wearing Tang Dynasty scale armor. He put the iron mask on his face and quietly watched the barbarian cavalry charging towards him.

"Gongming, tell all the men to form a tighter formation later. Let's follow the old rules. Also...if you want to die, take a few more people with you."

"Haha, it's not that easy to die, get ready!" Xu Huang swung his axe, and the shields in the formation behind him stood up with a "boom". At the same time, the forest of spears stretched out, in addition to the crossbowmen, there were also soldiers holding thunder bombs, who blew up the fire starters.

Le Jin grinned inside the mask and said, "Then let the barbarians die first."

After saying that, he suddenly roared, "Get ready!"

There was a continuous rumbling sound from the ground ahead, as if a mountain had collapsed, followed by countless hysterical voices shouting, "Yu!"

Archers from the Qingzhou army drew their bows and shot arrows into the sky among the crowd. A black rain of arrows flew into the sky. Soldiers holding spears pressed their feet against the ground, supported themselves with their shoulders, and huddled together with their comrades in front of them, opening their mouths and roaring angrily.

Behind the shields, the soldiers holding thunder bombs rushed out of the front line, ran wildly, raised their arms, and threw out iron balls with burning fuses in large numbers.

The cavalry of the Holy Light Legion, with their iron hooves tumbling, had reached their peak speed at this time. Most of the flying arrows fell on the ground as they were running past, and some were shot at them, but were all blocked by the full-covering iron armor.

In the soft holy light, they have unparalleled courage.

The next moment, densely packed black iron balls fell on the ground in front of them, and something burning with smoke quickly shrank into the iron balls.

"What is this?"

The cavalrymen at the front of the Holy Light Legion who were galloping on their horses were thinking this.

Just as the front cavalryman rushed forward, the front legs of the second cavalryman's horse had just stepped over the smoking iron ball, and then... there was a loud bang, and the explosion flames rose directly from the belly of the horse, and both the man and the horse fell to the ground sideways.

In an instant, countless explosions swept in among the front-row cavalry, flashing flames and black smoke wildly, and the deafening sound of explosions continued endlessly.

Boom boom boom——

Fire, black smoke, and shock waves were coming towards him. Percival looked determined, without any hesitation or panic. He rode his horse into the widespread explosion, and the sword he held high once again emitted a bright light.

Secret Technique: Guidance by Holy Light!
The gray-black barrier, smoke, and surging shock waves seemed to be touched by the light and quickly retreated in all directions.

In the exposed field of vision, the series of explosions just now left behind many corpses of war horses, and most of the cavalrymen rushing in the front were knocked to the ground and wailing.

"The world has changed!" In the Qingzhou army, an old soldier named Cui Yuan murmured as he looked ahead. Recently, he had been promoted from a private to a sergeant.

But he still led his soldiers to the front line.

Looking at the barbarian cavalrymen who were coming one after another, stepping on the corpses of their companions, he murmured and then roared loudly: "Hold the shield, hold the spear."

In front, the cavalry of the Sakprut Legion broke through the thick smoke and came within twenty feet of the front line. They increased their speed again and launched a charge.

The tide hits the shore!

The shouts and cries of killing rolled like the tide, spears stabbed forward like a forest, hanging out pieces of flesh and blood, and the roars, screams, and the loud sounds of metal clashing boiled violently among the crowd.

The archers switched to the repeating crossbows, and arrows flew over people's heads and fell to the back, drawing blood. At the same time, on the front line where spears were like a forest, the soldiers of the Qingzhou army frantically stabbed at the Sakprut cavalry who were crashing into the shield formation.

Countless spear heads and iron spears hit the horse armor and human armor, making metallic scraping sounds like wrestling. Some of the spears fell along the scraping sound and pierced into the thighs that were not covered with armor plates. The cavalry on horseback screamed, arched their bodies and covered their legs, and then more spears pierced his neck.

The impact of the holy light forced aside the shield soldiers in the front line. At the same time that Percival led the cavalry to charge into the formation, Le Jin jumped up and threw his spear, and a knight who was charging beside Percival was pierced directly in the abdomen. He grabbed the spear handle that had penetrated into his abdomen and pulled it out with all his strength, throwing it away, and then he was still waving the knight's sword on horseback, dragging a piece of intestine.

Over there, a shield flew over and knocked the fierce knight off his horse. Le Jin jumped into the air, caught the iron spear falling from the air, and swung it to smash it.

Percival rode his horse to gain distance, swung his spear with a whistling sound, and hit the head of a Sackpruit cavalryman behind him directly, knocking him forward with his horse.

"Stop him!"

Le Jin then fired another shot at the leg of the charging Sakpruit cavalryman, knocking the opponent over while shouting loudly.

But not much could be heard around them, but they were still pushing and hacking madly at the opposing cavalry. In the bright sky, blood was surging everywhere.

This sudden cavalry, with the holy light paving the way, pushed back the front line of resistance in an instant. The Sakpruit cavalry that drove straight in did not cut off and surround the Qingzhou army, but continued to gallop forward, running across most of the plain from west to east.

On both sides of the charging formation, lightly armed cavalrymen with bows rushed out of the Qingzhou army formation. They replaced the shock cavalry, drew bows and shot arrows on horseback, and galloped together with the armored cavalry towards Emperor Seres in the distance.

"Dian Wei, don't you envy Xu Chu? You should go too."

Su Chen stood on the carriage, facing the Sakprut cavalry that suddenly rushed out of the city. He did not feel much emotion. He had experienced such scenes many times in the past.

What's more, Han Xin had anticipated this and specially reserved Ma Chao's Fei Qiang cavalry, but at the moment, Su Chen wanted Dian Wei to go with the Fei Qiang.

"Here!"

The giant in iron armor smiled grimly, turned around like a demon, and shouted to the soldiers in the distance: "Bring my mount over here!"

……

In the distance, the holy light like a thin film was guarding the cavalry behind them as they advanced.

The horses were galloping, and the Sakpruit cavalrymen with bows raised their hands and shot arrows diagonally upwards towards the second army formation that was getting closer and closer in front of them.

At this time, someone shouted: "Be careful!"

Before the knight who was shooting the arrow could react, a long, thick black shadow appeared in his eyes, sweeping over with the sound of wind.

The string trembled, the arrow flew out of the hand and went wide, above the running horse, the archer knight flew out like a cannonball, the iron arrow flying out of his hand hit the thick hair of the giant with a bang, and then bounced off and fell down.

On the plain, the heavy elephant's feet stomped on the ground, making a dull sound.

Two thousand Flying Qiang cavalry armed with bows, led by Ma Chao, came galloping from the left.

The Sakpruit cavalry, under the cover of archers on one side, continued to charge forward. At this time, they saw a huge beast with thick long hair all over its body, waving its thick trunk and sweeping back and forth.

They had never seen such a huge monster. Fear arose in their hearts, but was suppressed by the soft holy light.

In an instant, only two thousand shock cavalry were left, rushing towards the huge monster on the opposite side like raindrops.

The giant hairy elephant took steps on all fours, and at this moment, it raised its trunk high and let out a high-pitched neigh.

The terrifying elephant's trunk swept across like a palace pillar, and the charging Sakpruit cavalry were thrown sideways along with their horses, and fell heavily to the ground.

Smoke and dust were flying everywhere.

A cavalryman who was lucky enough to survive struggled to get up, but the next second, he was trampled down by the elephant's feet, squeezing out thick blood plasma.

More cavalrymen bypassed the terrifying giant elephant and continued to run forward from around its feet. "Damn it, come at me!"

Dian Wei, who was riding on the elephant's neck, stood up reluctantly. Seeing these barbarian cavalry circling around, he took out several small spears from his waist and threw them at the barbarian cavalry below.

Then, he pulled out the two iron halberds behind him, and after a collision, his thick beard stood up, and he kicked hard on the hairy elephant head, and his huge body jumped up directly.

Below, several small halberds flipped over the shields, splashing blood on several Sakpruit cavalrymen. The next moment, a leaping figure stepped on one of them, and the opponent's horse fell to the ground together.

Large streams of blood flowed out from Dian Wei's feet like a stream.

"Don't go, I haven't killed enough!"

Dian Wei reached out and grabbed the horse of the Sakpruit cavalry running by the side, grabbed one of the opponent's horse's hind legs, and lifted it up. At the same time that the cavalry above was thrown away, Dian Wei held the horse in his hand and swung it together with the halberd, smashing it heavily on the Sakpruit cavalry running past him.

His huge body, covered with hideous black armor, holding the broken corpse of a warhorse in one hand and a halberd in the other, standing in a pool of blood, like a terrifying demon god.

"Horse! Get your men to stop them—"

Dian Wei's voice exploded like thunder. He swung the half-broken corpse of a warhorse and the halberd in his hand left and right and smashed them on the crowd. The running Sakpruit cavalry were knocked away and fell to the ground like rag dolls.

The originally dense attack array was forced to disperse again under the sweep of Dian Wei and the giant elephant.

A flag painted with light moved over, and a centurion wearing bright silver armor and a red cross robe rushed over.

In the chaos, shouting, and crowd of people being blown away, someone slashed at Dian Wei fiercely with his sword, and the sharp tip of the sword drew sparks on the armor behind his huge body.

Dian Wei tilted his head, threw the horse carcass, knocked over a rider, and pulled him off the horse.

He stepped on the centurion's chest and grabbed his arm and pulled it.

"Roar!"

Like the roar of a giant beast, the bloody arm and shoulder were torn off from the centurion alive.

Amid the roars, the Sakpruit cavalry who saw this scene scattered in panic, not daring to approach this side again.

However, at this time, on the side of the field, the Fei Qiang cavalry who came to the rescue, led by Ma Chao, made a detour and slammed into the cavalry who had bypassed the giant elephant. The long spears pierced the sides of these cavalry, leaving scratches on their armor and horse gear.

Some spears also directly broke through the horse harness, causing the running warhorse to neigh mournfully, stand up, and then fall sideways.

More Flying Qiangs, during the charge, crashed into the Sakprut cavalry group with their horses, causing the whole group to fall to the ground.

The reason why he was so crazy and reckless was that he was afraid that the barbarian cavalry would be too close to the central army and affect the emperor.

As elite soldiers in the army, it would be a dereliction of duty for them to allow this barbarian cavalry to get close to the emperor.

"Come and kill with me!"

The tiger-head golden spear in Ma Chao's hand swept away two people in succession. He fixed his eyes on the leading barbarian general in the front, and rushed over from the side and rear like a cloud of dust.

As if knowing that Ma Chao was coming to kill him, Percival swung the sword in his hand backwards. Several feet away, the soft light seemed to turn into a sharp sword edge and instantly became substantial.

when!
The sword energy hit the spear barrel, and when the warhorse under Ma Chao slowed down, Percival and the cavalry following closely behind him continued to rush towards the flag of Ceres in front.

The fighting on the battlefield extended far into the distance, with scouts delivering messages constantly rushing back and forth to the center of the formation.

The flag of Daxia with a black background and a white dragon flutters in the wind.

In the scorching hot weather, Su Chen stood on the carriage, not at all moved by the anxious military situation.

“Sakpruit is really willing to spend a lot of money. This cavalry and its commander really surprised me.

It's a real good cavalry, but it's a pity that they won't have the chance to see the sun tomorrow."

The rumbling sound of horse hooves was approaching this side, and the scouts were coming and going more frequently. Someone was anxiously shouting: "Your Majesty, please move!"

"Haha, I won't leave." Bathed in the sunshine, Su Chen stood where he was, with no intention of moving: "There is no enemy that I cannot defeat, keep killing!"

Soon after Su Chen finished speaking, the Tiger Guard Camp quickly changed their formation and stood in a long line on the west side of the ancestral coffin.

On the opposite side, the iron hooves were like thunder, almost shaking the earth.

The Shenji Battalion also started to move at this time. Behind the Tiger Guard Battalion soldiers, they set up their long guns.
The long and spreading army of Ceres came into Percival's sight. He grinned and breathed heavily from inside his iron barrel-like helmet.

He knew that he might not be able to go back this time, but as long as he could complete his strategy, it would all be worth it.

Percival urged his horse to gallop, accelerating again, and raised the holy sword high above his head: "Holy Light, accompany me forward!"

The armored soldiers of the Tiger Guard Battalion, who had been waiting for a long time, stretched out their long spears. When Percival's words rang out, there was a rustling movement in the hands of the two thousand soldiers of the Divine Machine Battalion.

Liu Sheng led the guards and stood behind. Looking at the barbarian cavalry, which numbered only a few hundred people, he raised his hand.

"Shoot them!"

Percival, who was rushing at the front of the cavalry, was almost roaring, and the holy light emanating from the sword in his hand became even stronger, inspiring fearless courage to those who followed him.

The next moment, six or seven hundred Sakpruts charged the cavalry, and at the moment when dozens of them were knocked down by muskets, they directly crashed into the row of iron shields and halberds in front of them.

moment!

Figures on horseback were hung on the halberds. The galloping horses could not slow down and crashed into the iron shields. Even though the soldiers of the Tiger Guard Battalion behind the shields were strong and had practiced martial arts, they were still knocked backwards by the impact.

At the moment of collision and chaos, Percival jumped up on his horse's back, crossed the conflicting front lines below, and rushed straight towards the ancestral coffin!

"Protect the emperor!" Wu Zixun drew his sword and shouted.

Li Chaofu was so frightened that his face turned pale. Looking at the barbarians flying high in the sky and the light blooming in their hands, he subconsciously squatted on the ground.

Masters from the Embroidered Uniform Division rushed out from all corners. Pei Min, dressed in a black robe, flew into the air. The scabbard at his waist flashed white light, and the simple long sword flew out with a whoosh as if carrying lightning.

"Emperor Ceres——"

Under the sky, Percival flew several feet high and roared angrily. The holy light of the sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, like the sun, and slashed down at Emperor Ceres in the carriage below.

As soon as Su Chen lifted his cloak, at the moment when the holy light was cut down, dozens of human shadows appeared out of thin air, and stretched out their hands to grab the falling holy sword.

Bah!
The light illuminated Percival's face. He stared in horror at the sword that was emitting holy light. The sword broke into several sections in the light and flew in all directions.

"Do not……"

He murmured, and at that moment a flying sword pierced his right arm, a big hand broke through the fading holy light, grabbed his iron helmet, and lifted him into the air.

The veins and blood vessels on the back of Su Chen's hand bulged, and he pinched his fingers violently.

Percival instantly felt a sharp pain all over his body. He didn't have time to scream. His head and helmet shrank at this moment. Sticky brain matter and blood spurted out from between his fingers, and his struggling limbs hung down weakly.

Su Chen carried the staggering corpse and swept his surroundings with a ferocious look.

"Continue the siege and let the Xiliang army attack—"

(End of this chapter)