My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 622: Millions of Terracotta Warriors
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The sound of orderly footsteps stretched across the field in the darkness. Countless tall figures slowly gathered and changed formations. In the faint firelight, they appeared as several long dragons, marching in three directions: east, southwest, and south.

"Is this the Terracotta Warriors from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum?!"

"It's not the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Where in this world is there a Qin Emperor's Mausoleum? But Xiang once heard that when Qin Zheng was alive, he traded with the underworld and used pottery figurines as bodies, so that the souls of the Qin soldiers who died in the battle could live in the figurines."

Behind the high platform, Xiang Yu was a man of that era. He had seen the living Qin Shi Huang and had heard some rumors about that era.

However, Xiang Yu at that time regarded these news as just rumors spread among the people.

The rest of the people also had some knowledge or had read ancient books. Since the First Emperor ascended the throne, he had begun to build the imperial mausoleum, employing more than 700,000 people, including countless craftsmen. By the time he died and was buried in the mausoleum, the number of terracotta warriors there must have been millions.

In other words, there were more than a million terracotta warriors in front of them.

"What happened?"

Adar came to Xiang Yu and the others in broken Chinese. Just now he was far away and his vision was not good. He only felt the earth shaking and many footsteps, and he was unaware of the rest.

"The army over there..."

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Xiang Yu, Long Ju, Xiahou Yuan, Xiahou Dun, An Lushan and other generals just looked at the figure standing on the earthen platform in front of them.

They knew that Su Chen at this moment was actually the First Emperor.

……

On the high platform, the sound of wind gradually died down, the flying hair gradually fell down, Su Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the army immersed in darkness had already set off into the distance.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Chen turned his head away. The First Emperor stood beside him with a smile and waved his hand: "I am the one who should thank you."

"Thank me?"

"Thank you... for letting me..." The First Emperor looked at the figures going away and said with a smile, "Let me see them again."

After saying that, he retracted his gaze and looked at Su Chen.

"Changsheng, hurry up and arrange the battle for tonight. These old Qin people of mine can only survive in this dark night. At the moment of dawn, they will turn into dust again."

The more powerful the emperors' secret techniques, the greater the constraints.

For example, the meteorite technique of Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu, has to wait for one or two years before it can be used, and a meteorite must pass through the sky.

And this secret technique of Ying Zheng is naturally very powerful. If there were no constraints, there would be no need for soldiers. The Qin Terracotta Warriors could be used directly.

"Time is tight, I'll go down and make arrangements!"

Su Chen bowed to Qin Shihuang next to him. The latter smiled faintly, waved his hand, and gradually turned into smoke and dissipated on the platform.

When the smoke cleared, Su Chen lowered his hands, turned around and strode down the platform. The generals not far away immediately surrounded him, and before they could ask, Su Chen spoke first.

"Don't ask any more questions for now, time is running out!"

As he spoke, Su Chen raised his hand and instructed Xiang Yu and Xiahou Yuan, "King Xiang and General Xiahou, please lead your cavalry to cooperate with the Emperor's terracotta warriors, and inform General Ma and the others not to panic."

As he spoke, he looked at An Lushan again and said, "You should immediately notify Wen Hou in the east so that he can be mentally prepared."

After giving these orders at a very fast speed, Su Chen mounted his warhorse. The three people who were named also immediately mounted the mounts provided by their personal soldiers and returned to their respective barracks.

Xiang Yu led Julu Lie, Xiahou Yuan led the Leopard Cavalry of the Qingzhou Army, and An Lushan only took a few adopted sons who were good at horse riding, and rushed to the east where Lu Bu was as quickly as possible.

"It's really unfair. How could the First Emperor bring his troops here?" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

"Old Zhu, can you compare with him?" Zhao Kuangyin proudly hit Zhu Yuanzhang on the chest lightly, then put his hands on his waist, "He is the greatest emperor in history... No matter how much we are the founding emperors, he is still the boss."

"Those barbarians will be in trouble this time." Zhao Gou said with some gloating: "The Qin army is so powerful that I could feel its strong murderous intent when I read about it in the books back then, not to mention that it was a Qin army that had been dead for so long."

"It would be best if we could wipe out the barbarians in the west." Emperor Wu of Han also came. He looked into the darkness in the distance and snorted coldly: "Just like Dayuan back then, it would be best if we could kill them all."

Except for a few foolish ones, all the emperors present had their hands stained with blood and human lives. They didn't even blink an eye at the massacre, let alone the fact that the people being killed were Western barbarians who had nothing to do with them.

Soon, Julu Lie and the Qingzhou Army's Leopard Cavalry had already left the camp, but as time was tight, they did not come over to pay their respects.

Amid the howling of the night wind, the Leopard Riders, each riding two horses, numbering a total of two thousand, galloped forward and occupied a vast plain.

Xiahou Yuan was dressed in military uniform and galloping on his horse. He returned a salute to Su Chen who was clasping his hands on horseback.

"Your Majesty, after a long journey, Yuan bids farewell!"

Under the night sky, Xiang Yu was wearing fish-scale silver armor. He was leading Julu Lie, who had only more than 900 cavalrymen, and nodded to Su Chen from a distance.

Immediately, he rode his horse in an arc and galloped in front of Julu Lie, his black cloak fluttering in the wind. His eyes were filled with the murderous intent of war and his voice was powerful.

"Follow me to protect the Qin army——"

When Xiang Yu roared this, he felt something was strange.

Afterwards, the huge cavalry group split into two groups and galloped towards the south and southwest.

……

The night spread near the hills one hundred and twenty miles east of Harabitos.

The battlefield during the day was left with only blood stains.

Late at night, Lu Bu, wearing a golden beast mask and chain mail, did not go to bed. When his servants brought him a midnight snack, the chopsticks in his hand were unconsciously broken by his fingers.

Before the siege, he led the Wolf Riders to block the east gate of Harabitos, and learned that the Carthaginian legion that had been defeated before was actually coming to attack.

He only sent a messenger to inform Su Chen, and he himself brought four thousand wolf riders to intercept.

Perhaps it was because it was just a simple cavalry battle, and facing the coordinated efforts of various Carthaginian arms, it seemed a bit strenuous. Even though he took the lead in charging several times and broke up the enemy's front formations, he was unable to defeat the enemy like he did last time.

After gathering his troops and setting up camp, he spread out the map and looked at it for half the night, but he could not think of a way to defeat the enemy.

"It would be great if Zhang Liao and Gao Shun were here."

Lu Bu threw the pair of broken chopsticks onto the table. At this time, he couldn't help but think of his two old brothers. With them helping and cooperating, it would be easy to defeat the Carthaginian army of more than 20,000 people.

Just as he sighed, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"Marquis Wen!"

When Lu Bu heard the voice, he was stunned for a moment. In his sight, a chubby figure lifted the curtain and walked in with a smile like Maitreya Buddha.

"An Lushan? Your Majesty asked you to help me?"

"I do think so."

An Lushan rode his horse at full speed under the stars and as soon as he came in, he took the midnight snack on Lu Bu's table and put it directly to his mouth, gulping down the food and drink at the same time.

Then he put the bowl down, and seeing Lü Bu's faintly angry expression, he quickly waved his hand: "Wen Hou, follow me out of the tent, I will show you the good stuff!"

"Hmph, let me see what good things you brought. If I am not satisfied, you will go back to His Majesty lying down tonight."

Lu Bu stood up by pressing the table, lifted his cloak, and strode out of the tent following An Lushan.

There were only a few cavalrymen outside, all of whom were An Lushan's adopted sons. They were all strong and sturdy, honest and cute.

"Is that it?" "No, no." An Lushan was probably afraid that Lu Bu would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained: "It's still outside the camp. It should be here soon."

As he spoke, the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Lu Bu originally wanted to scold An Lushan, but when he felt the vibration under his feet, he stopped the words that were about to come out of his mouth and whistled.

In a straw hut not far away, Feiyan Hongyun horse ran straight over and stopped beside its master.

Lu Bu jumped on his horse and reached out to grab the fat man next to him!
An Lushan only felt the back of his neck tighten, and the next second, he was lifted into the air and taken outside the military camp by Lu Bu, who then threw him to the ground with a bang.

"It's getting foggy……"

Lu Bu ignored the fat man who was rubbing his butt and climbing up. He frowned and looked around. There was a thin mist covering dozens or hundreds of miles.

"Is this what you are talking about? But let me take advantage of the fog and attack the barbarians at night..."

Halfway through his words, Lu Bu pulled the reins, turned his horse's head, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw countless figures moving in the spreading fog.

"This is……"

An Lushan dusted himself off, walked over to Lu Bu, and whispered, "It's Qin Shi Huang's terracotta warriors."

"what?!"

While Lu Bu was stunned, there was an incredible expression in his eyes.

In his field of vision, the seemingly slowly drifting fog quickly enveloped him and the military camp behind him, and the surroundings suddenly became white.

Then, there were the sounds of countless footsteps and chariot wheels rolling, extending continuously to the east.

Almost at the same moment.

The Carthaginian Legion had set up camp twenty miles away from the Xia Kingdom's Wolf Cavalry Camp, and many scouts were now rushing back.

Hanbani knew that the opposing Seres cavalry was powerful, so in order to prevent a night attack, he sent out a large number of scouts and stationed them outside.

Suddenly, a thick fog arose. The scouts outside rushed back to inform the legion commander of the news as soon as possible.

At this time, Han Bani, like Lu Bu, did not go to bed. He kept studying the map, thinking about how to lure away the enemy cavalry, and then go around and attack Emperor Seres.

Before I knew it, the midnight snacks at hand had gradually gone cold.

Just at this moment, the scouts outside rushed into the military camp and brought him the news that there was fog outside.

After listening to the report, Hannibal showed no worries at all. He even happily clapped the table and stood up.

The first thing that came to his mind was that the fog came at the perfect time. He was worrying about how to get rid of the enemy's cavalry. Wasn't this the best opportunity?
At this time, the fog was still five miles away from here. He hurriedly ordered the 24,000 soldiers in the army to gather outside fully armed.

The military camp was restless for a while, then fell silent. In the camp, one by one, Carthaginian soldiers, fully armed, walked out of the camp and lined up silently on the field.

Balls of fire lit up.

In the dim color, Hanbani rode his warhorse to the front of the army, signed several orders, and first asked the soldiers to extinguish the torches in their hands to prevent the fire from being discovered by the opposing Ceres cavalry.

Then, everyone was asked to lower their footsteps.

However, just as he was issuing orders, the warhorse beneath him, perhaps sensing some unusual aura, shook its head uneasily.

Hannibal stopped giving orders and leaned down to stroke the mane on its neck.

But no matter how he tried to comfort it, the warhorse under him could not calm down. Instead, it became more uneasy as it looked at the thick fog slowly sweeping in front of it.

Hannibal seemed to have noticed it as well. He looked ahead with some confusion, and the Carthaginian soldiers lined up behind him also looked over there.

The white mist swayed in the night wind.

"Is there an ambush?"

"Or did General Ceres also think of taking advantage of this fog?"

Just as Han Bani murmured in confusion, he raised his hand, ordered a scout to step forward and shoot a rocket.

The burning arrow streaked across the night and then rushed into the thick fog.

The next second, Hannibal's eyes narrowed instantly, and the picture presented made everyone here's scalp tingle and their whole body tremble.

In the mist, there were rows of neat and orderly figures, spreading all over the field, left and right, front and back. They were lined up in groups, waiting with long spears in hand.

They were colorful sculptures, but at this moment, Hannibal was not stupid enough to treat them as ordinary sculptures.

squeak~~
squeak~~
A cart pulled by two clay war horses came to the edge of the fog. On it were two warriors holding spears, and in the middle was a sculpture of a general. There was no expression between the colors, and he just raised the sword in his hand and swung it violently.

"kill!"

The rich Qinqiang music resounds throughout.

In an instant, countless terracotta warriors immersed in the vast fog had green fire in their eyes, and the long spears in their hands were put down with a "whoosh". The moment they took a step, countless feet fell down, making a dull "boom" sound.

Then, they maintained a formation and swept forward from the side of the warship.

Hannibal was sitting on his horse, staring in amazement, and the Carthaginian soldiers behind him were even more panicked.

They watched in disbelief as countless sculptures rushed towards them.

……

south.

Alexander rushed out of the camp and looked at the thick fog outside. He immediately ordered his soldiers to rely on the camp's fence for defense.

However, those who rushed out of the fog were not flesh and blood.

Looking at a tall sculpture running towards them madly, and with a loud bang it crashed into the gate and shattered into pieces, the moment it turned into flying dust, Alexander and his generals took a deep breath.

In the field of vision, such sculptures are like a colony of ants, rushing out from the fog in dense masses, and hitting the fences and gates like raindrops.

At a certain moment, the gate and the fence could not bear the weight and broke with a crackling sound.

The sculptural chariots and rushing sculptures rushed in madly.

……

southwest.

Galahad, the Seat of Disaster, was fleeing for his life across the wilderness, while the camp behind him was completely caught up in a strange war.

Like a flood that destroyed everything, the entire camp was filled to the brim in an instant.

The Second Legion of Conquerors under his command did not even have a chance to resist before being submerged in endless sculptures.

He took advantage of the chaos to split a few sculptures and escape from the camp, but before he could run far, the ground shook again.

Galahad looked back and saw countless clay feet stamping the ground, chasing after him.

"What the hell is this!"

He shouted out almost in tears while on horseback.

(End of this chapter)