My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 640: Barbarians and Barbarian Army, Flying Tiger General Lying in the Wilderness
The blood solidified into dust, forming huge patches, and the rockets ignited the forest, creating a sea of ​​fire.

On the battlefield spanning eighty miles, waves of soldiers and horses were engaged in a fierce battle with the soldiers of the Sakprut Legion.

Soldiers charged at each other in the mountains and on the plains. Le Jin, dressed in iron armor, jumped out from the crowd, swung the iron spear in one hand, and threw a head with the other hand.

That was the head of a centurion of the legion in front of him.

Bang!
It hit the face of a charging Sakpruit soldier, leaving a bloody mark and knocking the man backwards.

"Go to the camp first and kill the general--" Le Jin's voice rang out like thunder from behind the iron mask.

The direction in which he swung his lance was where the flag of the Glorious Knights Legion was. As soon as the voice fell, Le Jin led the soldiers of the Vanguard Camp behind him and pushed forward with all his might.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Glorious Legion on the opposite side also launched a strong counterattack.

The rocket was nailed to the ground, and black smoke was billowing.

Amid the roar of the earth, the figures of Qingzhou army tigers and leopards broke through the smoke and fog. About two thousand Mongolian light cavalry bypassed the front line of intertwined fighting and launched an attack on the main camp of the Glorious Legion again.

During the half-day battle, both sides did not even bother to test each other, and as soon as they came into contact, they engaged in high-intensity fighting.

As time went on, small-scale battles spread over an area of ​​more than 80 miles became more and more frequent.

Perhaps because he had suffered a loss before, the Glorious Knight Lanmalok was deeply influenced by the Seris Cavalry. During this period of legion reorganization, the Glorious Fifth and Sixth Legions under his command deployed a large number of light cavalry and nearly a thousand heavy cavalry.

But the enemy's light cavalry were good at archery. After the confrontation, they quickly distanced themselves and ran and shot arrows... This happened over and over again, making Lanmalok feel distressed again.

In addition, before that, 3,000 cavalrymen were lured, surrounded and annihilated, with more than 1,000 casualties. Those who fled back had basically no morale to fight with the enemy on the battlefield.

It is really difficult to fight against the Seris people.

In the plains south of Mondogo, a flag with a black background and a white dragon pattern came from the south.

The sun shines through the gap in the clouds.

Countless feet stepped on the dry ground, raising a cloud of dust.

An army in heavy armor, a giant man wearing an iron helmet riding on a hairy elephant holding a halberd and shouting, and then hundreds of voices followed suit around.

The soldiers from the Tiger Guard Battalion and the Divine Machine Battalion advanced forward in several layers, tightly guarding the huge carriage in the middle.

There were layers of silhouettes and crowds of people, and in front, on the left and right, there were also many reconnaissance cavalry running.

Surrounding these armored soldiers, one can vaguely see spies in brocade robes. They may not be suitable for military confrontation, but if they hide in the dark of the military formation, they will suddenly kill the enemies who want to attack the emperor with hidden weapons.

A mighty force of 50,000 soldiers marched from the south to the north, raising a cloud of dust.

There were strong and rhythmic sounds of war drums around the held high dragon flag. Su Chen, wearing a white cloak and covered with mountain pattern armor, stood on the chariot, leaning on the Great Xia Dragon Bird with both hands. He raised his face and looked towards the battlefield in the distance.

The cavalry attendants beside him kept reporting news from all sides on the battlefield.

Su Chen frowned slightly.

"The Qingzhou army hasn't fought a tough battle in a long time. After half a day, there is still no news of defeating one or two barbarian troops. Go ask the Marquis of Huaiyin how long this battle will last!"

The Qingzhou Army was considered a veteran force under his command, and all the generals in the army had fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. According to usual practice, good news would have been received by this time.

"It seems that the Sakpruit army is different this time."

Su Chen looked into the distance, wondering what the Glorious Legion Lanmalok on the opposite side might do next.

After a while, the cavalry that was sent out returned.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Huaiyin has sent back a message. He said that Your Majesty can rest assured. The enemy's number is not much different from ours. It is not difficult to defeat the enemy. The difficult part is how to eat more of their troops."

Afterwards, the cavalry reported the battlefield news from Han Xin, recounting the front lines, which battalion of the Qingzhou Army and which team had fought with the enemy for how many times, how many reinforcements the Yuezhou Army had, where the Mongolian light cavalry was now, what they had gained, etc.

Xu Chu, sitting on his horse, uttered a "huh" and spat on the ground: "Hey, the barbarians are fighting in a very methodical way!"

The voice weakened here. Looking at Su Chen in the first seat, Su Chen, who was standing on the chariot, smiled.

"The other party died in a fight with us once, so he will be more cautious and methodical, which is reasonable."

The emperors who were either standing or floating near the ancestral coffin carriage nodded in agreement.

"There is not only the Glorious Legion over there, but also two other legions, each with two battalions. It won't be that easy to annihilate them all."

Su Chen was silent for a while, then raised his hand: "Send a message to Subutai, tell him to find a way to penetrate the rear of the Glorious Legion to create pressure and panic for them. Order Xiahou Yuan's Qingzhou Army, tell Xu Huang to find a way to kill the generals, try to hold the enemy as much as possible, and don't let them run around!"

"Also, send a message to Yuezhou Army Commander Tang Bohu, tell him not to hide anything and to push all his forces forward, leaving no one behind in the battle formation.

Tell him that my request is simple, to share the pressure on the Qingzhou army who are fighting to the death!"

The war was urgent and no one dared to delay, so they ordered their cavalry to rush to Han Xin with the order, and the other party would then consider whether it was necessary to use it before passing the order to Tang Bohu, the commander of the Yuezhou Army.

"Go back and tell His Majesty to leave the battlefield to Han Xin, and don't give any more orders at will!"

Han Xin held down the sword head and commanded in the center formation. After issuing an order, he turned his head to look at the cavalry who brought the emperor's imperial order.

He glanced at the other party, realized his position, and immediately said with a smile: "Don't be so anxious, the barbarians' use of troops is all under my control."

The cavalryman's expression looked better then, and he bowed and left, returning to Su Chen and truthfully replied to everything that Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, had said.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu frowned as they heard this.

Xiang Yu laughed out loud, "So you know why I didn't use him back then? Only Liu Bang could tolerate such talk."

In the carriage, Liu Bang stuck his head out and said, "I can't stand it later!"

Emperor Gaozu of Han has become less and less of an emperor recently, and is a bit like the free and unrestrained person he was before the uprising.

Over there, Su Chen, who was already thirty years old, no longer had the recklessness of his youth. He just smiled and waved his hand at everyone: "I know the temper of Marquis Huaiyin well, so I won't get angry easily."

After a pause, Su Chen called Wu Zixun over and asked, "Where are the cavalry of Wen Hou and An Lushan now?"

"Your Majesty, according to the latest news, the cavalry of Marquis Wen is still more than 300 miles away from here. Now, it is estimated that it is only about 100 miles away. As for An Lushan and Anuhu, they are behind the enemy and there is no news for the time being, but they should be with Emperor Adar and fighting against the civilians of Sakpruit."

"Send someone to tell Lord Wen that he doesn't need to come over and can directly charge into the left wing of the battlefield!"

Su Chen stepped down from the carriage, and after a few steps, he stood still. He slightly turned his face and raised his hand: "Don't worry about An Lushan."

The command of the army was given to Han Xin, and all he could do was to provide as many soldiers and generals as possible to the other side.

There are not many generals who can be sent out at the moment, and only Xiang Yu and Long Ju can still lead the troops.

It seems that we need to send some generals to the Marquis of Huaiyin. Su Chen looked ahead and thought, then returned to the carriage in front of everyone and opened his palm towards Li Tiangang who was reciting the sutra.

The latter opened his eyes, stood up without saying a word, walked to the small cabinet next to him, rummaged around with a "ding-dong-dong" sound, took out two unused tokens, and respectfully placed them in the emperor's hands.

Su Chen held a golden token engraved with the word "Li" and the word "Yang". He closed his eyes and injected 20,000 merit points into each of them. Then he turned around and walked out of the carriage, called Wu Zixun to him, and put them in Wu Zixun's hands.

"Bring it to the Marquis of Huaiyin, and don't let anyone else do it."

"Here!"

Watching Wu Zixun getting on his horse and riding away.

Su Chen just withdrew his gaze. Xiang Yu on the side was a little curious about whose token it was given. Li Cunxu, who was floating outside the carriage, coughed dryly twice.

"Of course, that brother of mine, one of the Thirteen Guardians, the Flying Tiger General - Li Cunxiao!"

Zhao Kuangyi also quickly echoed on the tribute table: "The Yang Ye I gave is also very powerful!"

"Haha, that's going to be a good show." Xiang Yu was no longer surprised by the appearance of so many talented people. Instead, he hoped that there would be as many as possible.

When heroes gathered together, he felt that this world was not so lonely.

As for whether the entire Western world would be shattered, that was not something he considered. "This time, Your Majesty, you are going to destroy this whole world."

Su Chen placed the Great Xia Dragon Bird on the chariot and said, "It doesn't matter if it rots. The people of Great Xia will rebuild a new world."

Soon, Zhu Wen climbed to the roof of the car, higher and higher, and he had a panoramic view of the changes in the entire battlefield. Then he returned to the car. While Zhao Gou listened to his story, he outlined the terrain and the locations of the barbarian troops on paper.

Cao Cao, Li Shimin, Temujin, Zhao Kuangyin, Zhu Yuanzhang and other founding emperors who were both capable of both civil and military affairs sat in a circle, gesturing and studying the map. Several of them deduced repeatedly, and then quarreled and started fighting.

After arriving, they sat back down with bruised faces and noses, and marked the results of their deduction on the map, indicating how many troops to send and from which direction to attack.

Even the arrows are drawn.

After Su Chen received it, he sent it directly to Han Xin. As the commander-in-chief of an army, the strategies and tactics sent by such a staff group had extremely high reference value even if they were not used.

Located in the south of the entire battlefield, in the central formation composed of the Qingzhou Army and the Yuezhou Army, under the "Han" banner, Han Xin looked at the strategic diagram sent by the emperor with great annoyance.

You know, he is a very confident person. He would never use other people's things. In order not to offend others, Han Xin just pretended to nod, and after taking the two tokens, he sent Wu Zixun away.

As for the strategic map, he threw it to his personal soldiers.

"Continue to fight according to my previous plan!"

The fighting on the front line, which was eighty miles long, lasted for more than three hours.

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

The Glorious Legion's javelins flew over people's heads and fell behind them, leaving blood. At the same time, on the front line where spears were like a forest, the Qingzhou army soldiers stabbed frantically at the opposite side.

The Glorious Legion's heavy infantry rushed forward.

In response, countless spear heads and iron spears were nailed into the opponent's shields and breastplates. Both sides were exerting their strength, and there was a metallic scraping sound like in wrestling. The spear heads fell along the scraping sound and pierced into the thighs that were not covered with armor plates.

The Glorious Legion stepped back and let out a scream, and was then stabbed into its open mouth by another spear.

Xiahou Dun rode his horse at full speed, leading his personal soldiers to run between three battle groups that were several miles apart.

While on horseback, he stabbed the enemy who was rushing towards him with a spear, and the tip of the spear pierced the opponent's chest, lifting the whole person into the air and throwing him three feet away.

"Go and inform Xu Huang to lead the Leopard Cavalry back to reinforce the right wing. The barbarians over there have increased their forces."

He passed through the side of the fighting group. Amid the roars, the messengers galloped on their horses. The Qingzhou soldiers around him were still fighting frantically on the front line.

In the brilliant golden sky, there was a hell filled with blood.

In the fields and foothills covering more than 80 miles, infantry and cavalry from both sides were deployed one after another, and the number had exceeded 100,000. On such a long front, men and horses could be seen galloping every mile.

On both sides of the left wing of the battlefield, a battalion of Yuezhou troops came to reinforce and quickly replaced a battalion of Qingzhou troops. While the Qingzhou troops were resting, they had to fight hard to stop the barbarian army on the opposite side.

However, not long after, the ground in the field beneath their feet suddenly shook.

A cavalry of more than 900 armored cavalry suddenly appeared in the northeast direction of the Yuezhou Army, only about two miles away.

Under the cover of the enemy's light cavalry's bows and arrows, they seemed to have found a weak point and launched a charge towards the Yuezhou army that had just changed guard.

"The glory of the Sakprut Empire!"

"eternal!"

Amid the densely packed galloping war horses, hoarse shouts emanated from the mouths of the Glorious Heavy Cavalry.

The two-mile area was covered in a flash, and they rushed into the guns and shields of the 2,000-man Yuezhou army like raindrops.

Countless spears pierced the iron armor of the charging cavalry and the fine armor of the war horses. The spear tips pierced the armor. The horses neighed mournfully and stood up. Some of them directly charged and crashed into the dense crowd with their horses. Suddenly, people and horses fell to the ground. Many people were crushed underneath the fallen and rolling horses, and their bones and flesh were broken in an instant.

The two thousand-man Yuezhou army formation was immediately torn apart.

The mighty cavalry of the Glorious Legion tore through the battle line, then crashed into the crowd, rushing forward madly, trying to cut the enemy formation in half when the horses ran out of speed.

During the charge, many heavy cavalrymen of the Glorious Legion were shot by arrows or stabbed by spears and fell off their horses, rolling on the ground.

There were also some Yuezhou soldiers who were lucky enough to survive and struggled to crawl out from under the corpses of their horses, drew the blades at their waists, and walked around staggeringly.

His face was covered in blood and his mouth was open as he saw cavalry charging recklessly in the thick smoke and dust. In the horrific collision, many of his comrades were knocked over and trampled.

Some war horses also fell down with a mournful cry, and the splashing scarlet filled his vision.

"Come and get reinforcements!" the Yuezhou soldier shouted in grief and anger.

In an instant, a glorious light cavalryman appeared outside the chaotic formation, drew his bow and arrow, and aimed at his back.

Just as the thumb releases, the arrow is shot out.

A black shadow flew over the countless fighting figures and knocked down the light cavalry with one arrow. On the battlefield where the fighting was boiling, the originally inconspicuous scene fell in the peripheral vision of the nearby enemy and friendly soldiers. A figure with bright light flashed and rode a warhorse across the intertwined front lines.

He held a strange long weapon in his hand and waved it casually, knocking several soldiers of the Glorious Legion off their horses and flying in all directions like cannonballs.

In the blink of an eye, both the man and the horse disappeared in the battle group just now. However, due to the frequent fighting on the battlefield, not many people noticed who this person who suddenly appeared was.

The two parties transmitting messages were constantly traveling back and forth between the formations and the fields. The flag of Lanmalok of the Glorious Legion was now about ten miles away from the battlefield.

The temperature was still sultry in the afternoon sun. Under the fluttering flags, he sat on horseback and watched the news that came in.

"The Seris people gave me another surprise. They are more cautious and calm than before. Unfortunately, this time it will be more difficult for me than before..."

Before he finished speaking, a guard beside him suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Captain, there is a rider coming this way!"

"Want to use the same decapitation tactic again?"

Lan Malok followed the direction of his personal soldier's finger and saw a figure wearing bright light armor with animal heads on each shoulder. A Yuwang spear was hanging on the ground. As the war horse galloped, the sharp tip of the spear kicked up trails of dust.

Looking at the battle formation in front, the barbarian guards guarding the flags were becoming clearer and clearer. The knight who was riding a horse and charging forward had a faint smile on his face and his hand instantly clenched the spear.

……

Lanmalok pushed aside the obstruction of his personal guards and picked up his lance. He was one of the three most powerful knights among the Knights of the Round Table.

He once defeated dozens of people at a time, and his spear skills were considered unsurpassed at the time.

"A Seres general I've never seen before!"

Lanmalok, holding a heavy spear, urged his horse out of the guard of his personal soldiers and came to the front, then ran.

The personal soldiers and cavalry behind and around him also rushed forward with him, rushing towards the Seris man who was rushing towards them alone on one horse.

……

In the distance, a figure wearing tiger-head bright light armor, facing the raging tide of barbarian cavalry, suddenly let out a huge and excited laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

One of them rode forward to meet the charging 800 cavalrymen, then let out a roar like a wild beast, and suddenly raised the Yuwang Spear that was plowing the ground, and with a tiger roar, smashed it forward towards the opposite side.

As the tiger roared, Lanmalok led 800 cavalrymen to sweep over like a tide!

At a glance, the moment the lance was deflected, the man and the horse were like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, turning into a ray of light and rushing directly into the cavalry group.

Blood, flesh, broken limbs, the wailing of war horses, and broken weapons were all torn rapidly to the left and right at this moment.

One by one, the Glorious Cavalrymen fell off their horses from behind each other.

Lan Malok, who was standing behind, took a deep breath when he saw this.

(End of this chapter)