My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 678 Xiliang!

Looking at the map on the table that was filled with attack and detour routes, it showed the places where the enemy and our own armies had fought in the past two months.

Caesar was distracted for a moment, and the guards in the tent called out to him twice, but he did not respond.

"Father!"

The flickering firelight shone in from outside, and a bronze silver egret flag stood at the entrance of the tent. A middle-aged man with a handsome face and a slightly old look, wearing a tight muscle breastplate and holding a Roman dagger, strode into the tent.

Octavian was a tall man, the founder of the Roman Empire. His figure alone showed the traces of years of military service. His face was covered with calluses from wind and rain, so he looked a little old, but his whole body revealed the momentum of driving thousands of troops to crush everything.

"The army of the Seres is still fighting with Antony. The number of them has remained at around 2,000, and there is no sign of any reinforcements being mobilized."

Here, Caesar came back to his senses. He looked away and looked at the night outside the tent: "With a small number of troops, they have delayed us until now. This army of Ceres is enough to be called an opponent from top to bottom."

"Father, we can't rescue Anthony!"

"It is impossible to save them. Their remaining troops are like poisonous snakes lurking in the darkness, watching our movements."

The father and son talked to each other, and then fell silent. They only had a few generals they could use, and Anthony was the best general, no doubt about it.

After a long time, Caesar took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Octavian, lead two thousand Roman warriors and lure out their ambush!"

"Father?!"

Caesar waved his hand: "If we don't rescue Antony, we will soon be out of resources, son."

Soon, two thousand Roman soldiers rushed out of the Egyptian legion stationed in the foothills and ran north.

Seventy-six miles to the north where the smoke spread, another group of about 4,000 Roman soldiers launched a battle with the Seres in the early morning.

From morning till afternoon, the mountains from east to west were filled with the figures of various teams shuttling and fighting.

The heat wave formed a vortex that brought about a swirling flame, burning most of the mountain forest.

Sparks rose up and the sounds of fighting echoed in all directions. The two nearest mountains were engulfed in the sound of fighting, and flaming arrows kept flying back and forth between the two armies.

In the light and shadow of the woods and flames, figures shot by arrows and swords kept falling down, and the Roman young soldiers with their leather armor on fire rushed out of the woods screaming in panic.

He was then chopped to the ground by the soldiers supervising the battle.

Fifteen feet away, on the slightly flatter terrain at the foot of the mountain, a team of five hundred Roman cavalrymen rushed to the rescue. Less than a quarter of an hour later, a team of five hundred Xiliang cavalrymen jumped out of the valley and came roaring.

"cavalry!"

The Roman legionnaires nearby shouted, and amid the shouts, the running Roman cavalry seemed to deliberately lure the Seres cavalry, then turned around, revealing their concealed gun formations, and rushed towards the Seres cavalry.

Among the Seres cavalry howling in the night, the leading officer simply raised his hand.

The galloping cavalry formation, rain of arrows rushed up to the night sky, and then poured down. The iron hooves broke through the defense, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and rushed to the side of the mountain.

Following the cavalry, the fire spread, and spots of fire could be seen everywhere around. In the fire, there was a fight between the soldiers of the Eastern and Western Empires, and the battle was densely spread around the two mountains.

The woods burned in the night, the mountain wind howled, and the flames grew stronger.

Upon receiving the order, the troops holding torches and carrying weapons spread out like a long dragon among the low mountains.

A huge flag with the word "Xiliang" on it stood in the darkness behind several winding dragons, fluttering in the mountain breeze.

Noisy and boiling sounds of fighting could be heard in the distance. Dong Zhuo was riding a black warhorse. He had a solemn expression and stared fiercely at the situation on the battlefield in the distance.

There was a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth in his thick beard.

"Do you really think that Dong is incompetent for wasting time here with you?"

Ever since the Western Liang Army received the emperor's edict and was withdrawn from the western part of Analia to rush towards the Egyptian army heading north, Dong Zhuo had intended to suppress the enemy's advance northward.

The enemy may also understand the strategic purpose of the Xiliang Army. On the way north, they constantly changed their routes, either in multiple groups or alone, and tried to break through in the central part of Analia and the southern part of Mondogo City, but were intercepted by the Xiliang Army one by one. After several battles, Dong Zhuo knew very well that the barbarian generals on the opposite side were much better than him in playing strategy.

But in terms of tactics and ability to command troops, he was able to become a high-ranking official in the poor and dangerous Xiliang, so how could he lag behind others?

"Write a letter to Guo Aduo and ask if the barbarian general on the opposite side needs help!"

"Here!"

The messenger received the order, jumped on his horse, and rushed into the night. Far behind the first battlefield, Guo Si was walking on a hillside with his cloak dragging on him. He held a grass root in his mouth and scratched the ground with his ring-handled sword.

Occasionally he would give a few instructions and send the horse away.

"They want to lure out my ambush... Can these barbarians make their actions more covert so that I don't notice them? There really is no surprise at all."

Guo Si and Li Jue may not be very powerful in martial arts, but they are both brave generals from Xiliang who have fought their way up from the bottom. They have unique ways of leading troops in battle and can detect any slight disturbance in time.

The barbarian army on the opposite side suddenly increased its troops and quickly reinforced from the flank, which made Guo Si frown. Both sides had fought dozens of times and knew almost all the details. He quickly determined what the other side was planning.

Lure out Li Jue who was in ambush, thus disrupting the deployment of the Western Liang army.

Soon, a cavalryman came from the rear with Dong Zhuo's question. Guo Si spat out the grass root in his mouth and waved to the cavalryman: "Go back and tell Lord Dong that if it weren't for the war, I wouldn't have delayed until now to deal with these barbarians!"

There may be some exaggeration in the words, but the heroic tone is still there.

Guo Si mounted his horse and looked at the battlefield, his eyes narrowed for a while: "They want to lure out an ambush, so we might as well follow their wishes. Anyway, the barbarian city in the north has been defeated, so there is no need to keep the barbarians here."

"Send the order!"

In the light of the surrounding torches, Guo Si raised his hand on horseback and raised a finger: "Add two more teams to squeeze the front line. Convey my intention to Li Zhiran, and insert into the battlefield at the right time to deal a heavy blow to the enemy reinforcements."

As Guo Si's order was issued, the waiting cavalry rushed down with the order. In the distance, rockets rose into the night sky.

In less than a moment, the front camp of the Xiliang Army located on the first mountain began to move intensively. Two teams of three hundred people interspersed the battlefield and squeezed towards both sides of the central front line at the fastest speed.

at the same time.

Li Jue, who was waiting for an opportunity to fight on the right side of the battlefield, frowned and thought carefully after hearing the order conveyed by the cavalry. He then galloped a few steps on his horse and drew his sword.

"Flying Bear Army, mount your horses!"

Behind him in the field, war horses covered in harness pawed their hooves restlessly, and soldiers in heavy armor jumped up and made a loud "boom".

At the moment when the sound of iron hooves like thunder sounded, two thousand Roman soldiers, who were quickly reinforcing in the south, were passing through the woods and fields, jumping out of the southern terrain, and entering the southern area of ​​the wilderness where Antony was fighting.

Octavian rode on horseback, following the army while flipping through the battle reports in his hands.

"I thought I was fighting with the heroes of this world, but it turned out to be not a fight at all, but a one-sided massacre." Compared with the past, Octavian no longer had many lofty ambitions. The battle with the Western Liang army had worn him out.

Suddenly, an unusual sound was heard in the darkness. He looked to one side of the team and saw that the scouts sent out were fleeing frantically.

Octavian's eyelids were twitching wildly, and before he could issue the order to be on alert.

In the darkness, the rumbling sound of iron hooves trampling the ground spread.

With the help of the firelight around them, figures rose and fell on horseback, and the reflection of the metal formed a surging torrent, which was reflected in everyone's vision.

A loud voice called out, "Xiliang!"

"The Seres..."

As Octavian murmured, the Xiliang Feixiong Army blew the charge horn.

The steel torrent rushed forward and crashed into the two thousand stopped Roman troops!

In this moment, fire, blood, broken limbs and flesh, and screams mixed together and tore through the darkness.

(End of this chapter)