My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 658: Huo's Cavalry Sets the Plain on Fire, Attacking the Heart First
Everyone present knew whose bodies those were.

A group of knights who dared to die were heroes of the Sakprut Empire, but they did not get the heroic end they deserved until they died in battle.

"Their remains... were piled up by the Seris?"

Boss nodded and repeated the scout's original words: "Two thousand bodies, piled up like a mountain. According to the previous practices of the Seris people, they seem to be demonstrating to us!"

"Is this their usual style?"

When Arthur first arrived here, he was not particularly familiar with the army of Ceres, but the twelve knights under his command had fought dozens of battles with the enemy, large and small, from the Samo Plateau to Euphronoma.

Arthur still believed this.

"Yes, the Seris people have always liked to chop off the heads of their enemies and pile them up into a small hill, which they call 'Jingguan'."

Gawain explained, and Merlin nodded, "It's exactly as they said. But this time the Seris didn't chop off the heads of the dead, but just piled up the bodies. This should be another way of deterrence."

Perhaps in their time, perhaps before the Mongol invasion of Europe, they did not know that some naked "malice" could be cultivated.

Of course, Arthur was naturally angry at the moment, but anger could not defeat the people of Ceres outside the city. Later, he talked with Lancelot about some past events of repelling the Romans, which also included some interesting stories.

Encourage the other person to recover as soon as possible and continue to work for him.

For the next two days, Arthur rushed to the city wall every day and interacted with civilians, just like he had done before, using the story of repelling the Romans to inspire the people in the city. In addition, two days ago, the Seres did retreat from the city wall. For a time, the morale of the city of Nongma, with a population of more than 200,000, was suddenly high.

There were not enough equipment to defend the city, so the people demolished their houses and moved the stones and wood for building houses to the top of the city walls. Some young and strong families even sent their sons and husbands to the top of the city walls, hoping that they could defend their country.

Arthur's busy work over the past two days has yielded very obvious results, and he is very satisfied with the result.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that he could not test his own results. The Seris army outside the city was still silent.

His vigor and enthusiasm gradually subsided, and he began to feel uneasy.

On October 25th, three days had passed since the first siege of the city by the Seris people. Arthur inspected the east wall as usual and listened to the reports from the scouts sent by the Holy Light and Thunder Legions outside the city.

The feedback made Arthur frown. For three days, there was still no movement from the Celis army. Even the number of cavalry patrolling outside was reduced.

This is very important. As a legion scout, the enemy's daily patrols and the number of patrols are recorded.

If there is less today and more tomorrow, we will promptly feedback it to the generals for identification and decision.

"My king, there are steep mountains on both sides of Nongma. They serve as the two arms of Nongma, but we must also be on guard against the Seris who may cross the mountains to our rear."

As things get weirder and quieter, Merlin quietly reminds Arthur of the terrain where Nongma is located.

This magnificent city is different from other cities. It runs from west to east, passing through two mountain ranges, forming a state of being both a pass and a city.

"I already know what the mentor said." Arthur smiled and patted the parapet proudly. "Yesterday, I sent two teams of soldiers to station on the top of the mountain. If they find any traces of the Seres, they will immediately raise the beacon smoke."

He smiled confidently and brightly.

"The Seris people found that they could not gain any advantage by attacking Nongma and would lose many troops, so they would definitely look for other routes... They have not made any moves in the past three days. I'm afraid they have this in mind."

However, war is a race against time.

Before he could come up with such a plan, some people had already crossed the rugged mountains and descended to the Ophelia Plain.

It is the harvest season in October. The vast fields of Oufeiro are full of busy farmers harvesting crops unique to Oufeiro's climate.

This is their winter food and a common cereal in winter. It has a special name: Chaomai. After absorbing sufficient water in July, August, September and March, it produces plump and sweet grains in October. Whether used to make bread or eaten directly, it is very nutritious and filling.

However, on this day, smoke was burning in many wheat fields, and the flames were carried by the wind and burned madly in the fields.

The farmer who was originally going out today, with his wife and children at home, saw a sea of ​​fire before he even left the village with a sickle in his hand.

Black smoke columns rose into the sky as the flames burned.

Countless connected fields and vineyards on the plain were burning with crackling sounds in the horrible fire.

The golden ears of wheat and vines bearing purple and white grapes were all enveloped in flames, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

Almost all the villages were filled with the sounds of people’s footsteps and shouts.

The hurried crowd rushed to the ridge of the field at high speed. Some held their heads in pain, some squatted on the ground and cried loudly, and some shouted to go back to the village to pick up wooden buckets, fetch water from the ditch, and destroy the crops in their own fields.

For a moment, all kinds of shouts resounded across the western plains of Nongma City.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the village seemed to have received even more terrible news. They wore simple soldier uniforms and ran among the crowd carrying crude spears.

Shouting in the crowd in Oufeiro.

"It's the Seres cavalry... They came from the mountains in the south, and they were the ones who lit the fire here!"

"Don't gather together. The Seris cavalry will soon discover us. Evacuate quickly and return to the village. Don't go out!" "Hurry up. The Seris will be here soon!"

However, no matter how loudly the soldiers stationed in the village shouted, their voices were quickly drowned out by the mixed crowd and became intermittent.

The fields were burned and the winter grain production was drastically reduced. If this happened in any country, it would shock the entire country and even cause many people to lose their lives.

However, it is wartime now and there is still a chance to save their heads. Soon after the fire broke out, soldiers from villages and towns across the country had been assembled by local lords to organize firefighting, patrols, and the search for the whereabouts of the arsonist.

The news that came back later was that all the people who sent out were wiped out, and their heads were thrown back on the road outside the town by the enemy.

Many civilians in the town came out to watch the soldiers and lords collecting the heads, and some looked for their relatives among the pile of heads.

However, not long after, a cavalry of 500 men, wearing armor they had never seen before, came roaring.

The warning horn had just sounded, and the civilians who were still watching, the angry fat lord, and the busy soldiers under his command all turned around.

The oncoming cavalry brought with them the power to flatten everything, and rushed into the crowd of people on the road like a torrent.

Shields, crossbows, spears, and war horses rushed over.

Hundreds of people gathered on the roadside, including a hundred soldiers, had not yet come to their senses when a wave of arrows shot at them, causing a splash of blood.

The next moment, five hundred cavalrymen and others quickly approached, and the young general with a red tassel and two-piece armor in the lead, his cloak opened on the horse's back with a swish, and he slashed down with the Han sword in his hand.

As the charging warhorse knocked a township soldier flying, the sword's blade struck the fat barbarian lord's shoulder and neck fiercely. Blood splattered and the fat head flew out, flying a distance of ten feet before rolling to the ground.

Soldiers around them reacted and waved their spears.

Huo Qubing swung his sword again while his horse was galloping.

"Kill the last wave, then evacuate!"

Huo Qubing rode his horse over the corpses on the ground without any pause, and swung his sword into the panicked crowd.

The five hundred Yu Lin cavalrymen behind him were experienced and chased the crowd, hacking and killing them madly. Several soldiers who wanted to resist were drawn into the fight in the blink of an eye, and then turned into corpses on the ground, trampled by iron hooves.

This cavalry stretched forward madly like a sharp blade. The chaotic crowd had already scattered, and some of the Yulin cavalry put away their spears and ring-handled swords and replaced them with crossbows that had not been used yet.

They just shot at the people who were fleeing in panic. In less than half an incense stick of time, the mountains and plains were filled with human corpses.

The charging Yulin cavalry then regrouped and charged into the towns ahead like a torrent.

Blades were flying, and Sakpruit civilians in towns and villages were chopped to the ground by cavalrymen who rushed into the streets, and sticky blood spread wildly on the streets.

There were also many civilians hiding in their homes. At this time, the Yulin cavalry who rushed into the town lit torches on horseback and threw them into the windows of nearby houses.

Or, he would dismount and charge into the closed houses, hack and kill people, then get back on his horse with half his body covered in blood, continue to follow the flood, kill his way through here, behead the highest official in the town, then carry the opponent's head and go to the next place to repeat the same trick.

Two days was enough time for a general like Huo Qubing to travel across the 400 square kilometers of the western plains of Nongma.

Thousands of civilians were massacred and driven away, and watched helplessly as the wheat fields they had worked so hard on were burned down by fire.

However, the sudden attack of the Seres cavalry did not end there, and they frantically attacked the reinforcements from various garrisons.

On the afternoon of the 25th, the cavalry finally arrived at Nongma City.

He was patrolling the city wall, talking to Gawain and Merlin about the defenses of the Nongma Mountains to the north and south, and to guard against the Celis people crossing over.

Talking.

Someone came up from the city wall below and was stopped by the guardian knight Boss. Then Arthur vaguely heard the conversation between Lingqi and Boss.

He was stunned, then ordered his rider to come over and report.

Arthur suddenly fell silent and couldn't speak for a long time.

"This is impossible……"

Arthur first murmured and waved his hands, then whispered, "How... did they do that?"

Merlin and Gawain were so horrified that their mouths opened slightly, unable to close them.

Soon, the two men accompanied the emperor down the east city wall and rode quickly to the west city. At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and they climbed up the city wall and looked west.

In the darkness in the distance, you can vaguely see a faint red light flickering in the sky.

That's the big fire in the west spreading towards this side.

(End of this chapter)