OBS Chapter 417 Showing weakness to the enemy
Chapter 417 Showing weakness to the enemy
"drive!"
With the crack of a whip, a Kushan army was galloping forward along the road on the island of Serilius.
The Kusha general, who was leading the team, rode a sturdy warhorse. He stepped aside and shouted to the soldiers:
"Hurry up, those pagans can't get far! His Majesty said that whoever can capture the pagan leader John will be rewarded with gold and land. Then you will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your lives!"
When the soldiers heard this, their morale was boosted and their steps became faster, as if the gold and land were beckoning to them. They knew very well that this was their chance to change their fate.
"Report!"
Just then, a scout came running from the front of the march.
"Traces of pagans were found in the woods not far ahead!"
The scout reported loudly.
"it is good!"
The general's eyes sparkled with excitement.
The army he led was the first to land in Kusha and was also the first to set out. As long as he could intercept John, he would be the greatest hero and his family would be honored.
General Kusha raised his whip, and his horse seemed to sense his master's will and immediately rushed to the front of the team. The sound of its hooves was like drums, shaking the ground slightly.
After a while of galloping, General Kusha and his cavalry finally arrived at the woods mentioned by the scouts ahead. They pulled in the reins and looked around vigilantly.
At this time, they saw a group of people wearing pagan armor in the woods, enjoying the cool under a tree. These pagans obviously did not expect the Kushan army to catch up so quickly. When they saw the Kushans, they immediately put on their armor in a panic and prepared to escape into the woods.
Seeing how timid these pagans were, the cavalrymen beside General Kusha prepared to chase them. But General Kusha stopped them immediately, and his voice was deep and powerful:
"Don't move! It would be bad if the enemy cheats. Wait until the infantry arrives before making plans."
The cavalrymen stopped immediately after hearing General Kusha's words. Although they were somewhat unwilling, they still obeyed General Kusha's orders and waited quietly for the infantry behind them to arrive.
When the infantry from the rear caught up, General Kusha was about to send out scouts to gather information, when suddenly a group of people appeared in the woods. Their appearance surprised General Kusha.
The leader was wearing silver-white armor and riding a tall horse. His head was not covered with armor, and the Kusha general immediately took out the portrait of John described by the pagans before Calixica and compared it carefully.
"Blond hair, blue eyes..." General Kusha looked at the features in the portrait and then at the person in the woods, thinking that he had met the real boss. He immediately made a decision and said directly:
"The one opposite is John, the leader of the pagans. Go up and capture him!"
When the cavalry heard the order from the Kusha general, they immediately rushed forward. The scimitars and swords in their hands gleamed coldly in the sun, looking extremely sharp. When the people in the woods saw the Kusha cavalry rushing over, they immediately panicked and picked up their weapons to prepare for battle.
However, under the charge of the Kushan cavalry, the pagans were instantly defeated. They had no time to react and were defeated by the Kushan cavalry. Then they threw away their armor and fled to the path deep in the woods in a panic.
A Kushan general calmly observed the situation on the battlefield in the smoke. He saw John being attacked by several Kushan cavalrymen and had to rush into the woods in a panic.
Seeing that the situation was in his favor, he came to the edge of the woods under the escort of his soldiers.
At this moment, a cavalryman rode over, handed a sword to the Kusha general, and said excitedly:
"This is the sword of the pagan leader. I found the right moment to knock it away when he fought back. Unfortunately, he escaped on horseback when we were not paying attention."
The Kusha general took the sword handed over by the cavalry, and the sword gleamed coldly in the sun. He gently stroked the hilt, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He knew that this exquisite sword not only made him more certain that the pagan leader was John, but also was the evidence and trophy for him to capture John in the future.
Thinking of this, General Kusha no longer hesitated. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and immediately shouted to the soldiers:
"All soldiers line up and enter the woods, and try to capture John alive today!"
The Kushan army immediately took action, and they began to gallop along the path in the woods. The cavalry in front trotted all the way, the sound of horse hooves echoed in the woods, and the dust flew up. The infantry behind followed closely, their footsteps were heavy and powerful, as if they wanted to flatten all obstacles.
However, the further they chased, the more the Kusha general felt something was wrong. He looked around and found that the road was getting narrower and narrower. The road that could accommodate two horses running side by side was now difficult for even one horse to pass, as if it was going to trap them. Moreover, after chasing for so long, they only occasionally saw weapons dropped by the pagans on the ground, but never found any trace of John.
The Kusha general's heart tightened, and he was instantly alert. Things seemed to be getting worse. Just as he was about to order the troops to return, a beam of flame suddenly streaked across the sky. The surrounding horses were frightened and neighed continuously. The sound of horses' hooves rang out in the chaos, and the cavalry had to hold the reins tightly with both hands to avoid being thrown off the horses.
At this moment, the Kusha general's eyes swept towards the nearby hillside, and his heart sank. Dozens of archers emerged from the cracks in the ground, drawing their bows and arrows, and their eyes were fixed on their team.
"Quick! Retreat!"
The voice of the Kusha general pierced the tense air, and he commanded the cavalry with all his strength. The rain of arrows poured down like a storm, and the archers attacked quickly, with arrows drawing curved trajectories in the air and attacking them madly.
However, the front was blocked by panicked horses, and the narrow road made it almost impossible for the cavalry to turn their horses. The distracted cavalry unfortunately became the target of the rain of arrows. The armor made a metallic clanging sound, and the arrows hit one after another. Some cavalrymen were hit in the face without protection by arrows. The pain spread instantly, and they screamed and fell off the horse's back, becoming corpses in the rolling dust.
"Get off the horse, get off the horse quickly!"
The Kusha general's voice echoed in the chaos, sounding more and more urgent.
Just as he was about to retreat, an unusual scene on the hillside behind him caught his attention—several huge fireballs made of weeds stood there quietly, as if waiting for some kind of signal. At this moment, a flame suddenly sprang up and instantly ignited the weeds. The flames licked the dry weeds, and the fireballs instantly became hot and dazzling.
The Kusha generals saw that the fireballs were pushed down by the pagans on the slope with their weapons, rolling down and rushing towards the Kusha soldiers below like meteors.
Seeing this, the soldiers immediately scattered and fled, trying to escape the fireball that was about to fall. However, a few soldiers failed to dodge and were hit by the rolling fireball. The shrill screams rang out one after another, making the Kusha general realize that he had fallen into the pagan's trap this time.
The burning fireball completely cut off General Kusha's retreat. The flames approached, and the scorching airflow was like a narrow space in the flames, trapping him in a desperate situation. General Kusha looked around, knowing that he had no choice but to retreat hastily to the woods beside him.
He struggled to break into the trees, trying to reach the other side of the forest. Suddenly, a dozen pagan soldiers rushed out from the forest and pounced on him like hungry wolves. Before the Kusha general could react, he was instantly crushed to the ground and fell heavily to the forest floor.
After pinning him down, the pagan soldiers quickly disarmed him. The clanging of steel echoed at this time, like a death sentence. Then, they beat him mercilessly, alternating between fists and boots, as if to tear him to pieces. The Kusha general struggled desperately, but under the pressure of numbers, his resistance seemed so weak. His mind was gradually swallowed by pain and darkness, and the world in front of him began to blur, like a distant starry sky.
Just as he was about to fall into a coma, several pagans lifted him up together, his body like a helpless puppet. He seemed to hear their mocking laughter, and the last trace of clear consciousness in his mind faded away, leaving only endless despair and darkness.