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The flames of war were ignited and the smell of blood filled the air.
Broken limbs, spilled blood, scorched earth... the scenes of war have always been equally cruel from ancient times to the present. New recruits who step into the battlefield for the first time will always have adverse reactions, but when Su Yun stood on the city wall, he felt calm in his heart.
Perhaps because his emotions had not yet fully revived, or perhaps because he clearly understood that this was a dream, he did not feel fear or disgust.
Although he had seen the soldiers led by the king before, it was not until this moment that Su Yun truly saw the Achaemenid army.
The terrain of the canyon pass prevented the cavalry from showing their natural advantage in mobility. This was a siege, so the hardest part appeared at the front.
The first to arrive were the heavy infantry. These soldiers were equipped with heavy shields. They advanced slowly but powerfully, and from a distance they looked like a single line.
After them came the light infantry and cavalry armed with spears and bows and arrows. They served as the attacking force behind the shields, constantly inflicting damage to the enemy with spears and bows and arrows.
The technology of this era limited armaments, and the number of weapons and arms was very small. In addition, the pass restricted the movement of horses, and the chariots that the Achaemenids were most proud of had their combat effectiveness reduced in this battle.
The armaments of the two sides were actually not that different. Thessaly, as the defending side, had a wall that could be considered fairly solid, and the advance troops lined up under the high wall also had heavy shields and spears. They were consuming the enemy's strength and were very brave.
Most of these people were from the Achaean army, and more than half of them were slaves guarding their masters.
The battle of defending a city is very advantageous for the defending side, but their own city walls are not very high and the passes are narrow, so they can be easily climbed. Therefore, someone has to guard outside the city walls. For the Thessalian side, the biggest advantage is probably the support on the city walls.
Jasmine would also lead Potidaea's troops out of the city to charge several times. Unlike other generals, Jasmine wore the most conspicuous armor without hesitation. Every time she went there and looked down, she attracted almost everyone's attention. Every time Su Yun looked down from the top of the wall, the first thing he saw was him. After so many times, he even felt a little dazzled.
It's fine if the armor is made of precious metal, but why is it inlaid with gemstones...ah, this is actually a bit embarrassing...
Su Yun couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it anymore.
Being particularly out of line on the battlefield is a very dangerous act, but no one on the enemy side can hurt him, so
Jasmine's seemingly arrogant behavior became supreme bravery when rendered by blood.
Su Yun did not go down. He stood on the wall and shot arrows steadily. Alice was guarding him all the time. However, compared with shooting stray arrows that broke the wall, he probably did more of the work of passing arrows to Su Yun.
Alice stared at Jasmine who had snatched the willful one. Su Yun touched his head and said, "If Alice wants to go down and play, go ahead. Don't worry about me. No one can hurt me."
Alice lowered her head, but shook her head firmly after hearing Su Yun's suggestion: "No! I don't want to leave the Father!"
It was true that he was looking down at Jasmine, but this was not envy, it was anger and jealousy.
——What is this annoying brother doing?! Does he think that he can please the Father God by spreading his tail like a male bird?! Damn it!
But God the Father certainly saw him.
Alice wanted to pull out her knife and kill the golden thing, but Father God was beside her, so she couldn't do that...
Alice glanced furtively to the side.
His always gentle father God had no expression on his face at this moment. He raised his arm slightly, the pure black longbow was raised high, the feather arrow was placed on the bow, and the perfect forearm like a sculpture suddenly tightened and pulled the string -
"Boom!"
After a crisp sound, there was the familiar sound of breaking air.
It's really hard to take your eyes away...
The young man's gaze moved slightly upward from his wrist, and he saw the silver eyes of the Father God which were like deep pools. The water in the pool was filled with melted pure silver, and perhaps even some stardust.
The Father drew his bow again, and the hand holding the longbow slightly adjusted its position. It was the look Alice was most familiar with, as he had left his mark on it.
Alice tried to find the place where he had left his mark, but her forearm was already smooth, with only a crystal-clear snow-white bracelet on her wrist with a ruby on it - that was not an ornament, it was Anita's snake.
Alice was unhappy and felt she would never get better.
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Periander raised his knife and numbly chopped the enemy soldiers in front of him.
As the son of a tyrant, he also had the privilege of being directly appointed as a small chieftain. He was the captain of the soldiers, and he had been stationed under the city wall for three days without sleep.
This was his first time entering a real battlefield, and no matter how strong his energy was, he could hardly hold on.
In fact, this achievement is already quite good, if there is no comparison - when all the enemy forces come like a rising tide, the most important pressure will be shared and distributed to
The enemies under the city wall were all at the end of their strength.
The people who took the initiative to lead the army into the enemy camp were, besides the king of Achaea, the general of Potidaea.
Periander knew that Orolos was very strong, but he always thought that the source of his strength was the power in his hands and the family behind him. However, he never expected that this man would be so brutal in war.
No... Aren't all the Syracuse family like this? Even their married daughters would place sharp blades under their wedding beds as dowries. Aren't there many people who are deceived by their appearance?
It's like...
Periander turned his gaze toward the city wall behind him.
On that city wall, the young man like moonlight has been stationed there. In the past few days, he has been patrolling and killing enemies without sleep, but the rain of arrows from above has always accompanied him.
…It was like he was always standing behind him.
Periander could not see the figures swaying on the city wall, but he could vaguely recognize the most outstanding one among them.
Just like no one knew that Orolos was a brave warrior, and no one had ever seen such amazing archery skills.
How many days had he been on the wall? Except for a short rest, his bowstring never stopped trembling. They were all the same iron arrows, but his arrows were incredibly powerful. Not only did they never miss a target regardless of distance, but each time they would penetrate the enemy's forehead, with the arrowhead sticking out from the back of the head.
It lasted for such a long time, and the force was so heavy every time! What kind of terrifying endurance is this?
The Syracuse family is indeed the bloodline of the Moon God, right? Silver eyes like moonlight, long hair like the night, plus the arrows he shot...
At this moment, Periander suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back! His trance finally dissipated at this moment, the severe pain drove away his fatigue, and the familiar sound of fighting rang in his ears.
Someone attacked him from behind! The soldier standing behind him was killed!
Periander still held the enemy's blade in his hand, and he couldn't spare any effort. The enemy in front of him was grinning, and behind him there was a devilish howl. He could almost hear the attacker raising his knife again -
"Ah!--" Periander burst out with strength and broke the blade of the man in front of him, then cut off his head from bottom to top. However, when he turned around, he was powerless to stop the attacker's murderous intent.
Am I going to die here?
Periander's eyes widened, the whites of his eyes had turned scarlet, his father and the city-state of Potidaea flashed through his mind, and as the sneak attack knife was about to fall, at the last moment, what flashed through his mind was that...
The smile of youth.
He nodded and smiled at him.
Blood splattered, and after the sound of breaking air was a dull "thump". The attacker fell down with the knife raised high, and an arrow pierced his skull.
Right in the center of the forehead.
Periander looked up and saw a man holding a longbow on the backlit city wall. He stood straight and pulled the bowstring again in the afterglow of the setting sun.
——Did he see me? Does he know who I am? He saved me but will he remember me?
Another arrow flew out, and an enemy soldier fell to the ground in the distance.
A trumpet sounded in the distance, and the enemy retreated.
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Jasmine shook off the blood on the knife in her hand and said regretfully, "Is it over?"
The divine attendant beside him replied normally: "General, it is dusk, the Achaemenids are withdrawing their troops - and their general is dead."
"Is that so?" Jasmine put away the knife, "It's so fragile."
Today, the enemy's resistance was unusually high, and the enemy's killing power was more fierce than in the past few days. Jasmine was enjoying killing, and his master was watching him from behind. There was no annoying brother to interfere, and the gentle arrows flew past him again and again.
Jasmine wished that this fight would never end.
Jasmine gave the order: "Withdraw the troops. There is no need to chase the remnants of the Achaemenids. Their base is still safe."
The soldiers gathered in an orderly manner under the command, and when the time came to clean up the battlefield, the warriors of Thessaly searched for the wounded, rescued the friendly forces, finished off the enemies, and captured those who looked extraordinary in armor.
...Of course, it's also possible to get the last hit or touch the corpse, it all depends on luck.
The divine servant jumped off his horse and said, "General, would you like to chop off their general's head and take it back?"
"Whatever you want..." Jasmine pulled the reins without much interest, but his eyes stayed for a moment when he met the local general, "No, cut it off, hang it up and take it away!"
The enemy general died with his eyes open. In addition to the large wounds that pierced his chest and heart, there was also an arrow piercing his forehead.
The arrow was so powerful that it pierced through the metal helmet and the skull.
Jasmine looked at the arrow feathers, and a feeling of extraordinary satisfaction surged from the bottom of her heart: "It's so beautiful..."
His master is protecting him.
Another victory made some of the surviving soldiers laugh and some cry. Prayers of gratitude to the gods and curses against the enemy rang out together. Jasmine rode back to the city wall and looked down at countless joys and sorrows in the world.
The divine servant who served as his personal guard beside him held high a spear with the head of the enemy general hanging on it.
Everyone could clearly see the iron arrow that pierced the helmet and the skull.
Amidst a pile of corpses, a young man with a back injury was being helped by his friend to clean his wound. He also saw the returning general, and also saw the... certificate hanging high behind him.
Slowly, a cheer sounded from somewhere, and then the cheers connected together like a tide, becoming more and more intense, and finally converging into a huge tsunami.
The soldiers cheered for the brave warriors, and their most primitive worship was offered to the powerful leader.
Jasmine raised his head. The glow of the setting sun reflected a magnificent halo on his blood-stained armor. He accurately found his master on the city wall.
His God smiled upon him in the sunset.
The author has something to say: There will be more assassins in the next week.
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Muah!
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