My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 646: Final Deployment Completed
As one of the important ports in Europe, Martin City not only has an excellent port in the north and fishery resources, but it is also the birthplace of Emperor Sakprut.

The defense here is very important, especially after the capture of Marendi Island, several legions were stationed here to prevent attacks from the sea.

Apart from the army, Martin City, which has a history of more than a hundred years from a small coastal town to a large trading city, has now opened up everything and is completely exposed to the Ceres people from the East.

The ignited flames of war lit up the night sky red, and the sounds of fighting were everywhere, sweeping across the entire city.

The luxurious manor, with densely packed rock-carved pillars spread out in a circle, forms a huge open-air garden.

Zhang Liao rode his horse straight in, then strode onto the mottled and chipped stone steps, dragging his cloak and holding a yellow dragon hook sickle.

The soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp were guarding the surrounding area. When they saw their commander coming, they all saluted.

"Where's your general?"

"Right in there!"

A soldier standing on the steps pointed to the place in front where a gauze curtain was hung. Zhang Liao nodded, handed the long sword in his hand to the soldier, and led only two personal soldiers over.

After walking down the steps for a while, there was another stone staircase on the platform five meters away.

He was wearing two-piece armor and a red cloak, standing in front of the exotic carved buildings, and could not help but stroke the stone pillars that were sometimes concave and sometimes smooth.

"People in the Western world like these things."

It was his first time entering a city in the Sakprut Empire, and he was still new to everything here.

Moreover, such exotic style cannot be seen in the East.

However, he also discovered that both common people and nobles in the Western world seemed to have a special liking for sculpture.

Compared with Daxia, there are fewer patterns of flowers, plants, birds and animals.

“Different lands give birth to different races and cultures.”

From Marendi Island to the small town in the west, Zhang Liao, who once dominated Xiaoyaojin and frightened children so much that they dared not cry, felt a sense of the collision of the East and the West.

The personal soldiers standing by looked at their general wearing oriental armor and standing among western buildings, and they had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

A noisy sound came into Zhang Liao's ears, interrupting his thoughts. He withdrew his fingertips from the cold rock pillar and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

Immediately, she turned around, lifted the fluttering veil, and strode into the garden surrounded by rock pillars.

The soldiers standing guard at the gate saw their commander coming in, and paused with their weapons. Then they straightened their backs and shouted, "General Zhang is here!"

The talking and crying sounds in the garden stopped abruptly, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

Then I saw a tall general of Seres, dragging his cloak, striding down the curved stone steps.

Zhang Liao was also looking at the surrounding buildings and the Sakpruts around him.

In the field of vision, there were white rock-carved columns surrounding a circle everywhere. Several long tables made of unknown wood were placed in the garden, filled with various snacks and meats that were not found in the East.

In the middle is a circular shallow pool with a circle of stone steps extending to the bottom of the pool, and a spring bubbling in the center of the pool.

However, the clear spring water was now more than half stained with blood. Two corpses of noble guards lay lying by the pool, and blood was still flowing into it.

Dozens of nobles in silk robes and their wives were detained together by the soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp.

Opposite him was Gao Shun, who had taken off his iron helmet and was sitting on a chair, letting his personal soldiers bandage the wound on his arm.

This was because he was injured by a hidden arrow when he was capturing the city at night. Only now did he have time to let his soldiers deal with it.

"What's there to see here, nobles of Sakpruit?"

Zhang Liao walked to the table, picked up a bottle of wine on the table and shook it, then poured it into the glass and handed it to Gao Shun.

This is the way to drink wine that Zheng Dugong, who had been to Southeast Asia, taught them while they were on the ship.

"It's better to kill these people as soon as possible." Zhang Liao pulled over a chair and sat next to Gao Shun, looking at the tall but fat man opposite him.

"Wenyuan, don't you want to use them?"

Seeing that his arm had been bandaged, Gao Shun drank the wine that was handed to him in one gulp. "After all, the Bingzhou Army and the Xianzhen Camp have few soldiers. Even with Gan Ning, Lu Meng and others, there are only 40,000 soldiers and horses. I'm afraid it's not enough to cause some unrest in this barbarian country."

On the other side, Sayi Casanova, who was watching the two people talking, was quite anxious. Although he could not understand what they were saying, his life was in the hands of the other party. If they wanted to kill him, wouldn't all the suffering he had endured be in vain?

He has only been lord for a few years.

"Two respected Generals Ceres!"

Just as Saiyi Casanova opened his mouth and was about to step forward, a soldier from the Xianzhen Camp next to him raised his blade and pressed it against his neck.

Feeling cold, Saiyi Casanova lowered his eyes, glanced at the cold blade, and shuddered.

His stout body was trembling slightly, but his eyes were always fixed on Zhang Liao and Gao Shun in front of him.

Zhang Liao and the other man on the other side probably knew that the other party had something to say, but no one around them could understand. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Liao simply asked someone to go outside the city to see whether Zhou Yu and others had already come ashore and were heading this way. If so, they would lead them here first.

From his point of view, if he could make use of these barbarians, it would save a lot of trouble.

The messenger took a chicken leg that was thrown to him, and while chewing it with a smile, he ran out quickly, then mounted his horse and headed out of the city.

"There's still time, come and have dinner!"

Zhang Liao was a man who cared for his soldiers. From the time they were on the boat to the time they attacked the barbarian city, many of them were still hungry, so he called on the surrounding soldiers from the Xianzhen Camp to get food from the barbarians' tables.

The soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp in the manor garden came forward one by one and took away all the cakes, roast meat, melons and fruits on the long table.

No matter whether it tastes good or not, or whether you can eat it or not, just hold it nearby and chew and swallow it in big mouthfuls.

Even though no one was watching the nobles and their wives who were forced to squat on the ground, no one dared to get up and escape.

Sayyid Casanova and the manor's owner, Prin, could only anxiously watch the two Ceres generals talking.

After a long time, about an hour, the messenger who had left before came back, and with him came Zhou Yu, who was wearing armor, and beside him were Gan Ning, Lu Meng, and the female general Elsa.

Zhang Liao smiled and handed the wine he had just poured to Zhou Yu who came over.

"The two people in front of me should be of high status. Gao Shun just reminded me that I might as well make use of them, so I will wait for Gongjin to come and make up my mind."

Zhang Liao knew that Zhou Yu was resourceful. The two of them, one a civil official and the other a military officer, supported each other and there was no need for them to argue over who would be the leader.

"You're welcome, General Zhang."

Zhou Yu took the wine glass but did not drink it. Instead, he turned around and motioned Elsa to come forward: "You are from here. You should be familiar with the language of Sakpruit, right?"

"Reply to the governor, I am familiar with it." Elsa's half-body scale armor was stained with blood. Under her red hair, her beautiful face stared at the two Martin City nobles opposite her. Her red lips opened slightly, and she asked in the Sakpruit language: "What do you want to say? Before I kill you, try to come up with chips to redeem your lives!"

Saiyi Casanova looked at the female general Ceres in front of him, especially with her red hair, it was not difficult to tell that she was from Marendi Island.

In his mansion, he kept a Marendi woman.

But he knew that the red-haired female general in front of him could not compare with the Marendi woman at home, so he said in a pitiful tone: "I want to use all my wealth in exchange for my life."

The old man beside him nodded in agreement: "I am willing too. This manor can be given to you."

Elsa sneered and relayed these words to Zhou Yu, Zhang Liao and others, which immediately made Zhang Liao and others laugh.

Gan Ning grinned and said, "Elsa, tell them that if they kill them, all their property will be ours."

"These two barbarians are fools!" Lu Meng chuckled.

Zhou Yu held the hilt of the sword, and when Elsa translated and recounted the story, which frightened the two barbarians so much that their faces turned pale, he pondered for a moment, "Elsa, tell them to stop all resistance in the city, and order the barbarian troops outside the city to join us in attacking the surrounding cities."

Elsa was a little surprised, but she still translated it.

Sayyid Casanova was shocked when he heard the translator's words. He waved his hands quickly and said, "No, I will be hanged by Emperor Sakprut..."

Before he could finish his words, Elsa suddenly rushed over and grabbed his collar. The strong woman's body seemed to have infinite strength, and she knocked the 200-pound fat man to the ground with a bang.

Sayi Casanova struggled to raise his face, and what caught his eye was a shoe sole.

'Snapped! '

The prints of the combat boots were imprinted on his face. Elsa pulled out the knife, and the tip of the knife was instantly against Sayyid Casanova's throat.

"Say no again and I'll kill you right now!"

Sayyid Casanova was a coward and he never concealed the fact that he valued his life more than ordinary people could.

At this moment, the tip of the knife was against my throat. I had never felt death was so close, and my crotch was instantly wet.

The burnt yellow liquid flowed out from under the robe and gathered into a large pool on the ground.

He was shaking like a sieve, tilting his neck, swallowing, and stammering: "I...I agree with your orders."

"You'd better really agree to this, or the body you worked so hard to fatten up might just rot in some mud pit."

Elsa slowly retracted the tip of the knife and put it back into the sheath: "Don't think about using the army to counterattack, you will die even more miserably!"

Zhou Yu added, "Also, ask them to hand over all the food in the city."

Food and fodder are of utmost importance. Martin City is an important trading port city. It not only stocks goods from the south and the north, but also has a lot of food for trading, from common rice to fish, livestock, fruits and vegetables.

Faced with the choice before them, Sayi Casanova and the old nobleman Prinn dared not refuse.

In order to save their lives, they would agree to basically anything. The detained nobles over there naturally heard what Elsa had just said, and they also rushed to offer their food, property, and even slaves to the Seris people.

"It seems that a man who knows the times is a hero, and he can succeed anywhere."

Zhou Yu smiled, and Zhang Liao beside him patted him on the shoulder gently, "Gong Jin, thank you for your hard work tonight. Hurry up and transfer the food here. My Bingzhou soldiers haven't had a good meal for a long time."

"It's natural."

They had lost their way at sea and had difficulty in getting supplies. In order to save food, the Bingzhou Army reduced the meals and supplied them to the naval soldiers who needed to drive the boats.

Now that they had finally reached land and captured the city, Zhang Liao's first priority was to feed his brothers.

On this side, Zhou Yu, Lu Meng, Gan Ning and other naval generals naturally understood the hard work of the Bingzhou army, and they all patted their chests and responded.

By the second half of the night, the shouts of fighting subsided due to the appeals of the nobles in the city. A large number of prisoners of war were detained and people were sent from the city's nobles to instigate rebellion.

Soon, many black-skinned slaves began to transport food and load it into various vehicles, taking it to the temporary Seres military camp outside the city.

There were also large quantities of fruits, vegetables, and dried meat in the convoys coming in and out. At this moment, the Bingzhou military camp was as lively as during the New Year.

Many soldiers were chatting and laughing around the campfire, smelling the aroma of meat and rice wafting from the boiling iron pot. They took off their outer leather armor one by one and prepared to eat a lot.

In the darkness of night, the sound of horse hooves continued on the road. Officials from Martin City rode on horses, escorted by the cavalry of Ceres, to the various legions from Martin City that came to reinforce.

The sky in the east gradually turned pale, and the lazy golden sunlight sprinkled on the port city that had been turbulent all night.

Seabirds flapped their white wings and chirped around the groups of docked ships of all sizes.

In the distance, outside the city of Martin, a long dragon-like team gathered again in the field and lined up outside the city.

The sun is pouring down.

Under the sky, the red helmet tassels fluttered in the wind.

Zhou Yu walked up to the city wall and stood behind the parapet. He looked at the dark army array on the field and the white birds flapping their wings and flying past his sight. His face was solemn.

"My fellow soldiers, the first city of the Barbarians is already in our hands. We will also have the second and third cities to come... You must show us the might of the Chinese people!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

In the field of vision, countless figures were holding weapons high and shouting. Zhou Yu turned around, and his cloak fluttered and unfolded in the wind.

In the fields, horse-drawn and donkey-drawn carts carrying food drove out of the camp, and black-skinned slaves stood numbly guarding them.

As the sun shone down, Zhang Liao climbed onto his horse, raised his Yellow Dragon Hook Scythe, pointed it to the east, and the blade faced the rising sun, flashing an icy cold light.

"Leave!"

They will launch another quick attack and head towards another city more than 200 miles away.

……

In such an atmosphere, the easternmost flags of Oufeiluo, with the word "Qin" and "Tang" written on them, had already reached the plains more than 700 miles east of Nongma City.

In the south, a large flag with a dragon pattern and two flags of "Xia" and "Su" appeared on the horizon.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast cloud of smoke and dust spreading out.

The three armies joined forces.

(End of this chapter)