My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 636 An Lushan

More than 700 miles away from the border of Ofeiro, heavy rain has been falling for two days. Most of the slaves in the camp, which were also soaked in the rain, hid in tents and woods, cursing the horrible weather in the slave language.

An Lushan squatted in the tent and thought about all sorts of things. His head ached from thinking so much that he simply came out of the tent wrapped in a blanket and sneezed several times. He raised his head slightly and saw gloomy clouds and rain hanging in the sky as if they had never stopped.

"General!"

At this time, a slave soldier who could speak Chinese came back from outside on a fast horse, rushed to An Lushan and stopped in front of him.

The mud thrown up by the horse's hooves immediately splashed half of An Lushan's body.

The latter had a fierce look on his face, looking down at the mud spots under the blanket, and he was almost on the verge of exploding.

The slave soldier was careless and didn't notice it. He knelt on one knee in the mud and water, imitating the Chinese soldiers' greetings, and said with his hands clasped, "General, Lord Anuhu sent me to deliver a message. A cavalry team of about 500 people was found 220 miles away."

An Lushan, who was about to get angry, suddenly changed his expression and showed joy.

"What are these barbarian cavalry?"

"It should be. Two hundred of them are wearing armor, like some nobles!"

"Which direction?"

"Looking at the direction, we should go to the avenue in the east."

"Haha, he must be delivering intelligence to some province in Anna, or maybe to a great noble. I was just worried that I would be blocked by the heavy rain and couldn't get to the border of Ofeiro. Now, he's giving me a credit first!"

After hearing this, An Lushan's eyes suddenly lit up. He excitedly threw away his blanket and went back to his tent to get his human-shaped iron rod, which was also made of meteorites from outer space and had another name: the one-legged bronze man!

As soon as he left the tent, An Lushan lifted the one-legged bronze man onto his shoulder and shouted to the surrounding tents: "Leave some to watch over the camp, and the rest follow me to join Anuhu and rob that group of cavalry!"

at the same time.

To the southeast, more than 200 miles away from the restless military camp, there is an official road extending southward from the city of Euphilonoma, which is also one of the north-south trade routes between the two provinces.

The Shengnu general Anuhu was lying in ambush in the woods beside the road at this time. An hour ago, a scout who had explored the way ahead brought back the news.

Since they are Western barbarians, there is no reason to let them go.

He wiped the water stains off his face, and while wiping the knife wound, he stared at the road outside in the rain.

"Anuhu!" A tribesman came quickly from the right side with a bow and arrow on his back, "The prey is coming!"

As the deputy general, Anuhu only led more than one hundred people to advance ahead of the main force to guard against ambushes by western barbarians.

At the moment, the other side has 500 cavalrymen, 100 against 500, and Anuhu did not hesitate.

He wiped the rain off his thick beard, leaned on the blade, and growled, "Tell the tribesmen to be ready. If they pass by here, just run into them and entangle them. Don't let their horses run away!"

As he was speaking, the originally monotonous "thumping" sound of horse hooves turned into the rumbling sound of iron hooves. A cavalry team of 500 people was galloping towards the end of the avenue outside.

A group of cavalrymen were wearing Sakpruit's unique iron and leather armor. In the middle was a figure wearing full armor. Judging from his attire, he should be a noble.

At this time, five hundred cavalrymen were galloping in the rain. Although their speed was not very fast, they brought momentum and forced away the falling rain.

The figure wearing full armor among this line of cavalry was Osdi, the eldest son of Sakprut and the crown prince of the empire, who had received orders from the Judgment Legion camp the day before.

These five hundred men were his most elite cavalry guards, those wearing iron armor were noble knights from the territory under his jurisdiction, and those wearing leather armor were the knights' retainers.

Because he needed to go to the province of Analia to publicize the brutality of the Seris army and call on civilians to rise up in resistance, Osdi traveled light and quickly headed south with only the few people he had.

Probably they still hope to reach the nearest city of Mondogo as soon as possible and bring a glimmer of hope to the civilians there.

At this time, the five hundred cavalrymen turned a muddy bend in front of them and galloped wildly in the rain. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound coming out from the woods. A knight's escort who was running on the left side of Osdi fell off his horse without even a sound.

Osdi, the leader, changed his expression and pulled the reins instinctively. At the moment when the warhorse stood up and neighed, more feather arrows pierced through the rain-covered branches and leaves and shot out.

"The people of Seris are ambushing here!" A knight rushed forward, holding up a triangular shield with the family emblem on it and blocking Osdi's left side.

As arrows hit the shields with a bang, the surrounding cavalry were also knocked off their horses by the rain of arrows, and the muddy road was instantly dyed red with blood.

However, for the knights wearing iron armor, such arrows did little harm to them. Except for a few horses that were shot down, the others quickly moved and rushed to guard Osdi. The first knight who rushed over got up from the ground and pulled Osdi's horse, "Your Highness, hurry up!"

The next second, the forest shook, and a group of figures like barbarians, holding axes, spears, and hunting knives, rushed out through the puddles and mud.

The barbarian in the front was tall, wearing the unique armor of the Seris people. The moment the other party rushed out of the woods, he jumped up, and his cloak and armor fluttered in the rain.

The heavy golden-backed knife penetrated into the rain line with its powerful blade force. With a hum, a knight's attendant who was trying to intercept it suddenly had blood spurting out of his body into the air, and the knight's sword in his hand broke into two pieces and flew into the sky.

The spurting blood spread around like a blood cloud. In a blink of an eye, Anuhu fell to the ground with a roar, arched his body, and jumped up again with his feet.

He jumped over the warhorse in front of him, slashed with his sword again in mid-air, and fought twice with the second knight holding a shield and a sword in mid-air.

Anuhu was then pushed back by the opponent's shield.

They rushed out of the woods too suddenly. At this time, the knights guarding Osdi reacted. Two of them immediately rode their horses to break through the rain and swung their swords and flails at Anuhu who had just landed.

In an instant, a flying axe came flying and hit the head of the knight who drew his sword, and the surrounding one hundred slave soldiers also joined the battle.

Anuhu fought two sword battles with the remaining knight. The opponent relied on his horse's superior position to keep pressing on him, eager to kill him.

Just as the knight was about to thrust his sword in a methodical manner, Anuhu grabbed hold of the opponent's sword, and regardless of the pain of cutting his fingers, he suddenly closed the distance and delivered a powerful shoulder strike towards the opponent's horse.

The heavy warhorse neighed and fell to the ground with the knight in its arms.

On the other side, Osdi wielded his knight's sword, and the sword light chopped away the slave soldiers who were close to him. At the beginning of the film, we can see that Anuhu walked up to the fallen knight and chopped off his head and iron helmet with one knife.

In an instant, the Seres general rushed towards him like a chariot. The knights fighting on both sides had no time to turn around to stop him, and could only watch the Seres man rush into the circle of guards.

Osdi is young after all. If he were an experienced knight, he would instinctively jump up from his horse, abandon his warhorse, and avoid the collision.

With his blood rushing to his head, Osdi followed the incoming sword and slashed directly at the opponent.

"Ahhh!" Anuhu also slashed forward with a knife, causing sparks to jump and slashing at the opponent's sword tip, with terrifying force colliding. The armor on both of them made a creaking sound of metal friction.

The royal warhorse under Osdi was delicate and could not withstand such a force impact. Its limbs went limp and it fell to its side.

Without the support of his lower body, Osdi was immediately chopped by the opponent's force and flew into the mud three meters away. When a knight rushed over, he struggled to get up. His luxurious armor was stained with a lot of mud. After standing up, his body swayed a few times. After a long while, he picked up the sword again and shouted at Anuhu: "Selis people!"

"Although I don't understand what you are yelling about, I am very happy to see you like this. With so many guards, you must be a noble. I, Anuhu, can also be proud of you in front of His Majesty!"

Under Su Chen's command, there are numerous brave and famous generals, and there are even many civil officials who seem weak but are actually quite powerful.

He was a slave general who turned against Su Chen in the Battle of Yanjing and followed him, accompanying him from the general to the King of Xia and then to the emperor.

It's becoming less and less noticeable.

If he doesn't make some achievements, he might soon be buried and never have a chance to come to the fore. This can be seen from the fact that a fat guy is appointed as the leader this time.

He, Anuhu, no longer has much status.

Seeing the barbarian nobleman yelling like that, he became even more excited for no reason, grinning: "Hahahaha... yell, yell, no one will come to help you even if you yell your throat out!"

In the heavy rain, Osdi on the other side also couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but the other party's smile made him even more angry.

Although he was a prince of the Sakprut Empire, he had a better teacher, a master swordsman from the Swordsman Camp, who taught him swordsmanship and was known as the Sword Saint.

The moment he grasped the knight's sword with both hands, Osdi's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and his figure suddenly turned into a shadow. The accumulated water under his feet splashed away with a splash. He rushed in a straight line through the middle of the fighting group and rushed directly towards the opposite General Seres.

Seeing this scene, Anuhu restrained his smile and did not dare to be careless. He also grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed at the figure rushing towards him.

Bah!
The blade that was about to chop down was bounced away by a sword. There seemed to be an invisible air film around Osdi. He took a step forward, turned around, and swung the knight's sword in his hand half a circle. The moment he took the second step, he slashed at Anuhu with the sword.

The rain curtain was split in half at this moment.

In a real fight, Anuhu, who relied only on little battlefield experience and fighting skills, was immediately at a disadvantage.

He had to counterattack, raised his sword horizontally, and blocked the opponent's sword with a bang, and the shoulders were shaking with a loud noise.

The next moment, Osdi's knight sword continued to attack, and each sword carried the aristocratic beauty of the court.

All the sword forces formed a straight line in his hand. The falling rain seemed to be forced to stop. Then, following the sword force, fan-shaped waves of water formed a stream of light, which bombarded Anuhu's body and sword, knocking him back repeatedly, with his tall body shaking constantly.

"Ahhh!"

At this moment, Anuhu's arms and upper body felt numb. As the opponent swung at him for the first time, he suddenly roared and rushed forward against the stream of light.

Osdi's face was covered with rain. He looked at the figure rushing towards him, took a step back, and raised his arms again.

The knight's sword slashed out again with a humming sound.

With a crisp metallic sound, the golden-backed sword broke into two pieces and flew straight into the rain curtain, as if it was pressed down by the heavy rain, and fell to the ground with two bangs.

Anuhu, with his empty hands, slid two meters in the mud, leaving two deep marks on the ground.

Osdi shook off the rain on his sword, and walked forward step by step with the sword hanging diagonally in the rain. A slave soldier rushed towards him, but was killed by him with one sword.

As he walked, he roared at the knights around him.

"Warriors of Sakprut, did you see that?"

In the rain, Osdi raised his knight's sword and pointed it at Anuhu in front of him. "The Seris can also be defeated. They are not as fierce and invincible as the rumors say. Kill the enemies in your hands immediately and take their heads. We will immediately go to Mondogo to tell the civilians over there to resist the invaders together!"

"Ah--nu--"

Just as Osdi pointed his sword at General Seris opposite him and uttered the last word "zhe" in a loud and powerful voice.

A fierce voice suddenly resounded in the rain on the road ahead.

The moment the first two words rang out, the sound of horse hooves like thunder was already approaching rapidly from the distant road.

Osdi on this side stopped talking and turned his head to look over. In the rain, a cavalry of about two hundred people came through the rising steam.

The figure in the lead was unusually fat, but in the next instant, when he shouted the last word "tiger", he swiftly jumped off the horse's back and soared into the sky.

It broke out directly in the heavy rain in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a bang, splashing countless water. The whole person dragged a large number of troops and ran towards this side.

The knight who was fighting with a slave soldier over there turned around hurriedly, and at that moment, the one-legged bronze man swung up, and both the man and the horse fell backwards with a trail of blood.

The fat figure didn't stop at all. He stepped over the puddles filled with blood and rushed straight towards Osdi, who was wearing gorgeous armor.

The latter abandoned General Seris and raised his sword to block!

The next moment, a fat figure rushed over, and the one-legged bronze man swept across, forcing the rain to form a huge fan shape.

There was no sound of metal colliding, but a loud bang.

The heavy weapon smashed into the sword, instantly pressing it against Osdi's chest. He had no time to react at all. The sword flew five feet away like a cannonball and hit a knight's attendant, causing the sound of broken bones and flesh.

The sudden change shocked the surrounding knights and made them at a loss as to what to do.

When Anuhu saw the people coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the water.

In everyone's sight, there was a fat Seris man wearing armor that was stretched into a cylinder, holding a strange heavy weapon in his hand, and he leaned on the muddy ground with a bang.

Causing water to splash everywhere.

——An Lushan, An Lushan, during the An-Shi Rebellion.

"Anuhu, they left it to me."

In the heavy rain, An Lushan no longer looked as playful and honest as before, but instead looked frighteningly hideous.

(End of this chapter)