My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 624 Besieged on all sides
The early morning sunlight forced open a gap in the clouds, and the first ray of golden morning sun quickly extended along the edge of the azure sky.

In the field west of the devastated Carthaginian camp, the sounds of fighting gradually died down, and thousands of Sakpruit soldiers lay on the ground in all directions.

Occasionally, one or two earthen feather arrows would fly past people's sight, and the stone figurine army in the surging light curtain would gradually stop and turn into flying sand in the wind.

There was also one who swung his spear for the last time, killing the Carthaginian soldiers on the opposite side. The next second, his feet turned into dust, dissipated inch by inch, and flew into the morning sun with the wind.

As Lu Bu looked at this scene, he suddenly thrust his painted halberd into the ground, dismounted, walked a few steps, slowly raised his hands, and bowed to the gradually disappearing Qin warriors.

"Wen Hou, be careful!"

An Lushan covered his crooked iron helmet and stumbled over. Seeing a chariot coming towards him, he subconsciously reached out to grab Lu Bu's arm.

Two meters away, the Qin-made chariot stopped. The terracotta warriors on it seemed to have intelligence and emotions. Looking at Lu Bu who was saluting, he also slowly raised his hand and saluted while holding a long spear.

"I share the same robe with you..."

As the hoarse voice uttered, the carriage and the terracotta warriors who were bowing gradually turned into dust and drifted away from everyone's sight.

"I share the same hatred with you!"

Lu Bu looked at the dust falling from the sky, bowed his hands again, and then lifted his cloak, turned around, mounted Feiyan Hongyun, drew his painted halberd, and roared: "Search for the barbarian generals. If they are alive, capture them and send them to Your Majesty. If they are dead, chop off their heads to show the merits of the Qin soldiers. The rest will be executed on the spot without burial!"

The scattered Wolf Riders heard the commander's roar and the horn's order, and they divided into dozens or even hundreds of teams, running around searching the battlefield.

The sky was warm and An Lushan breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that the terracotta warrior in the chariot would come and kill him, but fortunately that did not happen.

"Marquis Wen, don't take risks like this next time. You are His Majesty's right-hand man. If something unexpected happens to you, it will be very painful."

"The safety of a certain family will be saved."

Lu Bu held his painted halberd and urged his horse to move slowly, looking at the wolves running around on horseback, and occasionally stabbing the barbarian soldiers on the ground with his spear.

"Marquis Wen, don't be so unkind."

An Lushan's fat face was full of smiles, and he also rode on his warhorse and followed beside him: "Although I am the descendant of Wenhou, in fact, our experiences are very similar..."

"Shut up!"

Lu Bu turned his head slightly and glanced at him with cold eyes.

"Although my family is not a good person, we are not shameless. If I were born in your time, I would not rebel like you. In the eyes of people in the late Han Dynasty, such a prosperous era is rare, but it was ruined by you, a bunch of barbarians."

Perhaps he felt that his words were too harsh. After all, one should not give face to others, so Lu Bu turned his head away and softened his tone a little.

"Rebellion, is it really so fascinating?"

"At the beginning, it is indeed fascinating." An Lushan was scolded and his face looked unhappy, but after Lu Bu softened his tone, he put away his ugly expression and put on a smiling look again.

"But after I became emperor, I found that being an emperor means I have more people to command, more soldiers, more power, and everyone is respectful to me, but that's all..." An Lushan raised his fat face, "If you ask me, it was more comfortable when I was on the border. I could do whatever I wanted and go wherever I wanted. If it weren't for the people under Li Longji who pushed me so hard, I wouldn't have rebelled..."

"Don't flatter yourself and pretend that someone hasn't heard what others say."

The two men were talking while riding horses one after the other. In the field of vision, wolf riders were running around. Someone was riding a warhorse and galloping towards them, holding a human head high in his hand, and shouting something excitedly towards Lu Bu.

It can be roughly heard that the general of this legion has died, was discovered by the cavalryman, and his head was chopped off and sent here to seek credit for Lu Bu.

At this time, there was another cavalryman running towards this side.

The other person was wearing simple leather armor and was a scout in the army.

Just as the wolf rider, who was seeking credit, handed over Han Bani's head and was about to give it to Lu Bu, the scout followed closely.

"Marquis Wen!"

The scout jumped off his horse and ran two steps quickly. He stood five steps away from Lu Bu and bowed his hands: "Marquis Wen, General Han has sent an order!"

Han Xin was the commander-in-chief and his name went down in history.

Lu Bu's aloofness could be put aside for the moment. He frowned and asked, "What order?"

"General Han ordered Marquis Wen to organize his troops and immediately advance towards the enemy's east gate!"

"Are there any other military orders?"

"no!"

Lu Bu waved his hand to let the scout go, pulled the reins, turned his horse's head to the west, and An Lushan followed him. He whispered: "Does the Marquis of Huaiyin want to attack from all sides again?"

"It should be."

Let him go west and force the enemy's east gate, and the other routes are probably the same. After all, the Xiliang army attacked the city wall before, but it was rare that they failed to capture it.

It can be seen that the defenders of the Western barbarians are still extremely tenacious and quite experienced in warfare.

It would be unwise to choose to attack by force again.

At this time, south of Harabitos, in the simple military camp that stretched for more than 20 miles, soldiers were coming in and out, and the soldiers were training in the parade ground. The craftsmen in the rear camp were banging their hammers, and the flames in the furnaces that were rising with smoke had soared to the highest temperature.

In the largest general's tent in the middle, Han Xin was busy writing military orders. After he finished writing one, a cavalryman came up and took it away.

When he handed the last letter to Lingqi to take away, he noticed that Su Chen had been sitting there on one side of the tent for a long time.

He couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

"When did your Majesty come?"

Just as Su Chen was about to speak, Wu Zixun spoke up indignantly, "Your Majesty has been here for an hour, so the Marquis of Huaiyin is not distracted, so of course he doesn't know."

"Speak up!"

Su Chen raised his hand slightly, and flicked the air with his thumb and index finger. Wu Zixun, who was standing next to him, covered his thigh with his hands, his face turned red in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and dared not utter a cry of pain.

"Wait outside."

After driving away the limping attendant, Su Chen stood up from his chair, walked forward to greet Han Xin, and then talked about the several orders that the other party had just issued.

"I just listened for a long time. Is the Marquis of Huaiyin going to attack from all sides again?"

"Haha, I am lazy, but this plan is still a good one." Han Xin was only middle-aged at this time. He regained the military power and held the fake imperial sword. He was back to his high spirits. He tapped his fingers twice on the map.

Continuing with what he just said, he continued: "It's perfect for the moment!"

"It's a good plan, but why let King Xiang lead the way..."

Han Xin pursed his lips, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was holding back something.

"Well... King Xiang is familiar with this plan... With someone familiar along the way, it will be easier... right?"

The last word "吧" in his voice was extremely far-fetched. He probably still thought that Xiang Yu had besieged him before, saying that he only won in the end because he had more soldiers.

This time, Han Xin let Xiang Yu lead the way because he wanted to let the other side see whether he only relied on the large number of soldiers.

"Then... Marquis Huaiyin should be prepared to be beaten by King Xiang." Su Chen did not stop him, but told the other party with a smile the possible consequences.

uh~
Han Xin didn't realize until then that the world had changed. Although Xiang Yu wouldn't kill everyone at this time, there was still no stopping him from beating him up.

"I...how could I have forgotten this."

Xiang Yu, whom he mentioned, also received an order from Han Xin on his way back not long ago. He took the letter and threw it to the ground before even finishing reading it, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Does Han Xin want me to relive the defeat at Haixia?"

Ma Chao was also not far away. He took the order from his personal soldiers, read it one by one, and could not help laughing. Ma Dai and Pang De came over to take a look, and their cheeks puffed up immediately. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

This matter is no less serious than the previous incident when the old man Qin, the Minister of War in Yanjing, invited Lu Bu to a banquet and set up a beauty trap.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Xiang Yu’s temper improved a lot after he came here.

"This time, I am surrounded on all sides. Finally, I am not the one being besieged. Now, I will see what Han Xin does. And I will also see how I was defeated in the past."

Xiang Yu said this with some embarrassment.

It was almost evening when he returned to the Western Expedition Army camp in the southern part of Harabitos. Before the other generals arrived, he dragged Han Xin, who was studying the city of Harabitos, to the back of the big tent and had a good "communication" with him before leaving with a satisfied look on his face.

When Su Chen and others came over, they saw Han Xin sitting in the commander's seat, looking uncomfortable all over, but nothing could be seen from his face.

However, Su Chen roughly guessed what was going on. He glanced at Xiang Yu sitting on the right seat, who was chatting and laughing with Long Ju, and occasionally glanced at Han Xin with a look of pride.

Soon, the military meeting began. Han Xin endured the pain in his body and arranged the next plan to besiege Harabitos one by one.

"This strategy is the same as the one I used to siege Haixia that year, but it does not rely on the number of soldiers to win. The most important thing is to attack the heart of the people."

Han Xin pointed out the key point and glanced at Xiang Yu provocatively.

It seems to be telling the other party that the one who defeated you back then was not just because of the stack of people, but also because of powerful psychological warfare.

"I requested 30,000 soldiers back then, attacked Yan and Zhao in the north, attacked Qi in the east, cut off Chu's food supply in the south, managed various battlefields to expand the territory, and gathered soldiers, reaching 300,000 people, but I didn't have 300,000 at the beginning!"

"We have enough soldiers in Daxia now, so I don't need to manage all the troops. It will save a lot of trouble. At present, Harabitos has been cut off from external aid, and the food and fodder in the city are the same as our army, and they are basically exhausted."

"…If you want to win this battle, you must measure their hearts, frighten their courage, and urge them to hurry!"

When talking about his own strategies, Han Xin's prestige, which had been suppressed by Xiang Yu before, reappeared. He walked behind the long desk with high spirits and told his ideas to everyone present bit by bit.

"The food and fodder have run out, which is not only urgent for our army, but also for the enemy. There are few soldiers guarding the city, and even if they are elite, they will be hesitant. If we leave them alone, they will not fight to the death, so we should first attack their hearts and force the enemy to be divided."

Having said this, Han Xin stood still, his posture upright, and glanced majestically at everyone present.

"Generals, obey the order!"

boom!
Everyone in the tent, including Xiang Yu, stood up. Su Chen also stood up. Although he was the emperor, he had said before that he could also be a general and obey Han Xin's orders.

Soon, orders were issued from the tent.

The first change was the blockade of information. Subutai on the Mongolian side received the order and immediately ordered his light cavalry to intentionally or unintentionally allow Sakprut's scouts to pass. Although they would intercept them, the force was obviously much smaller.

The first step in conquering the heart is to let the bad news enter Harabitos.

Sure enough, once the road was cleared, the scouts who received the news were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They dared not engage in a fight with the Seres cavalry and delivered the news of the three legions to the Samo Palace as quickly as possible.

Sakpruit did not show much emotional fluctuation. After the news outside was blocked by the Seres cavalry, he asked the prophet Moses for prediction. Unfortunately, everyone's prediction seemed to be covered by a layer of black fog, and the content of the prediction could not be seen.

But it also indirectly shows that the three armies outside may be in great danger.

"Winning and losing are normal, and being defeated is also normal..."

Before he could finish his words, another scout ran into the hall in a panic and handed the battle report in his hand to the guards at the door. The knights and legion commanders in the hall immediately had a bad premonition and stared at the battle report in Sakpruit's hands.

"Don't be nervous. No matter how bad the news is, can it be worse than three armies being defeated and us being trapped in Harabitos?"

Then he unfolded the battle report, and after just one glance at the contents, his expression froze, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Moses, who was standing by, walked forward and read the contents of the defeat next to Sakprut.

His expression changed instantly.

The plan was to pin Seris in Harabitos and use three legions to move north to form a large encirclement strategy with this side. Everything was going smoothly, but unexpectedly, the three legions were defeated in one night.

This is not as simple as just defeating them.

Hanpanis died in the chaos, his head hanging on the flagpole outside the camp of Ceres; Alexander of the Macedonian Legion, along with his capable generals, all died in the battle;

When they heard that Haragad, the Seat of Disaster, of the Second Conqueror's Legion, was also killed by Ceres, his sword was presented to Emperor Ceres as a trophy.

The Judgment Knight Lancelot let out a sad roar of "Ah!", and then fell to his knees on the ground with a bang, crying bitterly.

Haragad was his son.

"It is impossible for the Seris army to defeat three legions overnight. Even if they use cavalry, it is impossible to do it." The wise knight Gawain has some understanding of the structure of the Seris army and is also quite familiar with the long-distance attack capabilities of war horses.

"Even if they can reach the camps of the three legions overnight, they don't have the energy to launch a night attack."

At this moment, in front of the throne above, Sakpruit just said softly.

"The ones attacking the three legions were a group of sculptures..."

Inside the royal palace, all the legion commanders and knights were instantly enraged by these words. They widened their eyes and looked at the iron-blooded emperor above them in disbelief.

"I never give up, and I never give up easily."

At this point, it was impossible for Sakprut to show any timid thoughts or emotions. He suppressed his surprise and turned around to sit back on the throne.

"Three legions are gone, but we are still here. Send a messenger back to Ophiro immediately. Also, the rest of the provinces should immediately organize their armies and rush to our aid!"

This iron-blooded emperor fought many battles and understood one thing.

Immediately, he slammed his palm on the golden armrest: "...We can't let the flames of war burn in the Sakprut Empire!"

However, bad news soon followed.

The army of Ceres laid siege to the city without attacking.

(End of this chapter)