Volume 4 East and West Chapter 67 Illusion
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Not only the Sassanids saw this, but also the Romans and Kushans outside the city, who were shocked and a little delighted. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoBecause although the faces of those three people are not clear, the general appearance can still be guessed, the sitting is the Sassanid god, the kneeling is Ardashir, and the standing is a Han Chinese, doesn't this mean that Ardashir is going to be unlucky this time?
What about the Han Chinese? Many people invariably pointed to Sun Shao. To be able to stand in front of a Sassanid god, he is at least a demigod, right?
The eyes of the Romans and Sassanids as they looked at the Han soldiers who taught them to attack the city suddenly changed, and there was a little more awe in their affection. Quintus was stunned when he heard the report and rushed out to see the last faint shadow, and he stood outside for a while, then he wrapped himself tightly and slowly walked back to the ornate tent, and Momia walked out head-on, and asked puzzledly, "Why is there any noise in the camp?" β
Quintus smacked her lips and told her what had happened, and Momia was taken aback, she thought for a moment, and then smiled: "This is a good thing, it symbolizes that Ardashir will eventually fall at your feet, and we will definitely be able to break Ctesiphon." β
"Kneel at his feet, not at our feet." Quintus chuckled a little lonely. He was a little unconvinced, he had 80,000 people, and the Yue people were only 80,000 or 90,000, and they were put together, why was it destined for him to break through Tai Xifeng? Why did Ardashir kneel at his feet and not in front of him Quintus? Is God also partial?
Momia saw Quintus's loss, and she smiled slightly: "You and him are old friends, Rome and Yue are brothers, what is the difference between Ardashir kneeling in front of him and kneeling in front of you?" If you really break the Ctesie blockade, aren't all three of you victors? β
Quintus laughed awkwardly, nodded, and then smiled: "With the help of the Han people in the past few days, our soldiers have made rapid progress, and the next siege should make great progress." β
"That's good." Momia nodded faintly: "As long as you trust each other, I believe that nothing can be difficult for you." Quintus, he is your friend, not your enemy. If he treats you as an enemy, he will not send someone to help us practice siege, which is a long skill of the Han people. β
"I know." Quintus hurriedly laughed twice and changed the subject: "You haven't scared Philip in the past two days, have you?" β
"He is your adopted son and the brother of the prince of Yueguo, how can he be afraid of the battlefield?" At the mention of Philip, a proud smile appeared on Momia's face. These days, during the siege of the city, she has been taking Philip to watch the battle, and what is surprising is that Philip will calm down as soon as he hears the sound of war drums, staring at the two big black eyes to look east and west, as if he is learning to arrange the army, and sometimes he claps his hands with joy. Sun Fengdu, who came to see him once or twice a day, said that this child was born to belong to the battlefield, and he would definitely be a meritorious emperor in the future, which amused Momia to the heart.
"Tell Obiana the good news, and she'll be happy." Quintus said with emotion. "How nice it would be if Alexander knew he had such a son."
Momia's face froze, her high mood suddenly changed, she responded absentmindedly with two sentences, and turned to leave. Quintus was a little puzzled, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to laugh bitterly.
Lu Xun and Li Yan sat opposite each other, sipping tea with taste, and no one spoke. In the past two days, they have instructed the Romans and the Kushan people to train respectively, and they have lived a very fulfilling life, especially Li Yan, who has enjoyed undisguised respect in the eyes of those Kushan people, and his heart is very happy. He never imagined that he would one day become the respected gentleman of the Kushan people, instructing them in siege tactics, and now, it all came true.
"General Lu, do you think this is really providence?" Li Yan put down the teacup and frowned slightly. Although he was not as excited as the warriors, he was also shocked, why did people suddenly appear in the dark night sky? Is it really a god? The Han people are re-inspired, and disasters and strange phenomena are also common in recent decades, Li Yan has also seen the Yellow Dragon with his own eyes, but it is the first time he has seen such a strange thing as a person in the sky. He hoped that this was really a sign that they would be able to conquer Ctesiphon, but he was afraid that it was just an illusion to appease the army. The Great Qin people are also famous for their illusion skills, and they are not allowed to use them to deceive people.
"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." Lu Xun laughed, picked up the cup, and took a shallow sip: "Whether it's true or not, it can boost morale, that's a good thing." General Li is very experienced, and he wouldn't believe that with an omen, he would be able to get something for nothing, right? β
Li Yan laughed embarrassedly: "This is nature. There are too many omens that have only become true decades later, and who knows if this refers to the Battle of Ctesiphon. What's more, sometimes the omen will deceive people, think that when Liu Yan heard that the daughter of the Wu family had the appearance of the queen, he married his son Liu Mao into the door, hoping to bring him Hua Gai luck, who would have thought that Liu Mao was a blessed, and died early, and then the king entered Shu first, married the Wu family, and the Wu family became the queen, which is the answer to the assertion of the Xiangshi, but after all, it is still worse. The queen, of course, is not the queen, and I don't know if it is not accurate at all, or if she heard the wrong sound at the beginning, and mistook the king for the emperor. β
Lu Xun couldn't help laughing, raised his glass, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Lu Xun didn't believe in these things, he didn't really believe in these strange things, and later came to Yueguo, and often read some journals published by Funan College, which have a lot of explanations for natural phenomena, including many explanations for catastrophic phenomena, although Lu Xun doesn't fully believe in these explanations, but compared to those who have to attach everything to the divine will, he would rather believe that there are things he doesn't understand, rather than any miracles.
What's more, he knows Sun Shao's methods very well, if it is said that Sun Shao instructed someone to do it, he is more acceptable, although he can't come up with the mystery yet. However, there is no need for him to say these to Li Yan, after all, it is good to keep some mystery, and he doesn't believe that the two countries can get along like this forever.
Li Yan looked at Lu Xun for a long time, but he didn't see any flaws, and the face of this young Yue general was simply a pool of stagnant water. When he thought that he had deceived even the Romans, and that he had led people to a predetermined place to ambush him, and had an ambush for the Sassanids, he sighed to himself, this man's scheming was too deep, and his calculations were too fine, and he was not an opponent of him, otherwise it would be really fearful.
Sun Shao sat in the tent, looking at the wave of voices who came in a hurry to report the news, he was very surprised, "Is there really such a thing?" β
Bo Tiao was still a little suspicious, thinking that it might be Sun Shao's ghost, but when he saw Sun Shao's expression, the doubts in his heart immediately disappeared. No one can pretend to be like this, and Bo believes that he has seen countless people, no matter who it is, it is not easy to lie in front of him. He hurriedly told him what had just happened, and Sun Shao listened attentively, and was very excited: "This is a good sign." Do you see clearly that it is a Han Chinese? Did you see his face clearly? β
"Not really." Bo Tuo shook his head and said with some regret: "It's too far away, I can only tell from the clothes that it is a Han person, but I can't see what it looks like." However, many people say that this Han man should be the king. β
Sun Shao raised his eyebrows, laughed, reached over and patted Bo Tuo's hand: "King, you are making me happy, I am just a prince of the Han Dynasty, how can I represent the Han Dynasty, there are many Han people here, do you know if it is someone else?" Maybe it's our Emperor His Majesty who is far away in Luoyang, or maybe it's the god of our Han people, it's hard to say. As for me, I don't dare to take on this important task. If you want to conquer the city of Taixi, you still have to cooperate sincerely. β
Bo Tune laughed and was full of energy: "That's nature, we can only defeat Ardashir's old dog if we work together." β
News of the miracle quickly spread throughout the camp, and those who did not see it felt very sorry that they had lost a wonderful experience. However, the morale was successfully mobilized, and the next day, both those who participated in the training and the siege felt that the city was about to be breached, while the Sassanid people at the head of the city were demoralized, and although Ibrahim used all means to boost morale, and the priests shouted and smoked, the atmosphere of despair still spread irresistibly in the city.
Ibrahim did not dare to slack off, and immediately sent someone to send the news to the city of Ctesi on the other side of the river, asking Ardashir to come up with a countermeasure immediately, otherwise it would be unpredictable how long Seleucid would be able to hold out. At the same time, he also reported the movements of the Romans and Kushans who were besieging the city to Ardashir, hoping that the wise Ardashir would make a judgment.
Ardashir was shocked when he received the news, and his heart stopped beating as if he had been punched by someone.
Miracles? Are there really miracles in this world?
Ardashir was terrified, and the thin piece of paper seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it too much for him to bear. He immediately had the messenger under his watch, and sent for the temple's high priest, his uncle, Aquila.
When Aquila heard this, he was also taken aback, stroked his beard for a long time and did not speak, and after a long time, he said: "Whether this is a real miracle or not, we cannot admit it, otherwise Ctesiphon will be finished, and Sassanid will be finished." β
"I know that." Ardashir had regained his composure, and he stared at Aquila: "Can you perform the corresponding miracles?" β
Aquila frowned and thought for a long time before shaking his head: "If it were on the ground, I could have performed the same miracle, but judging from this narrative, it was simply in mid-air, and I can't think of any way to perform a miracle in such a place." β
"That'...... Do you mean that this is really the revelation of Ahura? Ardashir's face changed. He and Aquila were uncles and nephews, the highest power in Sasansan, and of course he knew that most of the miracles that Aquila displayed in front of the people were his illusions, just like those illusions of wandering artists, but he was more clever and secretive. As soon as he received this news, his first reaction was illusion, so he hurriedly invited Aquila to discuss. Now that he heard that Aquila was not sure, his worries were even more serious.
"What are you worried about?" Aquila glared at Ardashir unhappily, "Even if it's Ahura's revelation, if we don't want to accept it, then what?" You have to remember that the gods sometimes change their minds. If you don't have faith now, then even if it's an illusion, Ahura will really abandon you. If you are strong enough, even if it is a revelation from Ahura, he will change his mind because of your strength. β
Ardashir took a deep breath, slowly spit it out again, calmed down his mood, and slowly asked, "Then how should we deal with it?" If there is no explanation, the people will panic. β
"It's okay, I'll announce tomorrow that it was Ahriman (the evil god in Zoroastrianism) who posed as Ahura, and this is a test for us, and Ahura will soon reveal his true revelation to help us defeat the enemies that Ariman is blessing." Aquila stood up, paced back and forth twice, and finally stood in front of Ardashir: "Are you sure of a victory, though?" β
Ardashir's brow furrowed slightly. His original plan was to hold the city, and Seleucus's task was to wear down the enemy's strength, delay time, and drag the enemy to the point where he was too tired to attack Ctesiphon or lack the stamina, and then he would strike back and crush these enemies who had come from thousands of miles in one fell swoop. But now Aquila wants him to take the initiative when the other party's morale is high, disrupting his original arrangement.
However, Aquila's purpose is also very clear, if he can't achieve a victory, then there is no way to prove that what he preached tomorrow is correct, even if the people and soldiers in Ctesiphon don't know this news for the time being, Seleucid will definitely not be able to preserve. The Sassanids knew best how deep their faith in Ahura was, and if Ahura said that the battle was wrong, it must have been wrong.
If you don't fight, you have to fight, and you have to win. Ardashir was very embarrassed, and thought for a long time before saying, "Give me five days, and I will make good arrangements." β
"Okay, I'll give you five more days, ten days in total, and within ten days, you must achieve a victory." Aquila said gloomily: "Otherwise, you are ready to kill all the people of Seleucid, and you can't let a single person enter the city of Ctesiphon." β
"I know." Ardashir nodded, biting her lip and glaring coldly. Even if Aquila hadn't reminded him, he would have thought of it.
Ardashir's messenger soon returned to Seleucid, accompanied by a priest of the temple, who announced to the warriors and people of Seleucid that just two days earlier the temple had been warned by Ahura that the evil god Ariman had disguised himself as Ahura in order to destroy Sassanid and deceived the people, telling them to keep their eyes open and not to be deceived. Ahura was very angry at Ahriman's actions, and he would use his divine powers within ten days to teach Ahriman and his blessed enemies a lesson.
With this news, the atmosphere in the Seleucid was eased, and Ibrahim breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to hold the city tighter, anxiously waiting for Ahura to show his divine power in ten days.
Time passed in his anticipation, and before Ahura's divine power could be seen, the enemy outside the city once again launched a fierce attack. This time it was still attacking from both directions at the same time, but there were tens of thousands of Han Chinese behind the Kushans, and the formation suddenly became as large as the Romans' formation. What made the Sassanians at the head of the city even more frightened was that the number of siege vehicles pushed to the front of the battle had increased greatly, at a glance there were at least twenty, and there were thick wooden planks on the sides and at the top, which firmly covered the sturdy slaves standing behind the siege vehicles, and what surprised them even more was that it was not the siege vehicles that rushed to the front of the battle, but the soldiers holding huge wooden shields, they rushed to the city about a hundred paces, and then formed a wooden wall with huge shields, and then, a group of archers rushed up and lined up behind the wooden wall. Beside each archer stood a warrior armed with a dagger or dagger, holding a shield to defend them from their arrows.
Facing the gate, stood a wooden bar, a wooden dragon with a pointed top, shaped like a triangle, about two people tall and thirty feet long, and Ibrahim hesitated for a moment to guess the purpose of the thing. This is supposed to be a modified battering ram. Both the Kushans and the Romans used battering rams to break down gates, but the battering rams were simply a huge log, suspended from wooden carts or carried directly by warriors, with little cover other than a few wooden shields. It was the first time he had seen a battering ram like this, which was tightly blocked with wooden planks.
The enemy was better protected, and the offensive was certainly fiercer than any before. Ibrahim did not dare to slack off, and immediately ordered the people to prepare, and all the reserves entered their positions, ready to start hand-to-hand combat at the head of the city.
In the sound of rumbling war drums, the two teams of Kushan warriors walked out of the battle formation, and entered the wooden dragon opposite the city gate, and with a shout, they pushed the battering ram slowly towards the city gate, crossed the city that had been filled, and rushed directly to the closed city gate.
"Shoot the arrowsβ" Ibrahim ordered.
"Shoot the arrowsβ" At the same time, a roar erupted from the city. The archers behind the wooden walls raised their bows and arrows and fired the first arrows at the city. Long arrows roared out and struck the city in an instant, striking the Sassanid shields with a "tong" sound, and some arrows flew over the broad walls and directly into the city.
Ibrahim turned his head and let go of an arrow, which grazed his neck, and the wind that blew his face hurt, and the arrow did not fade, and it struck one of his guards behind him. The arrow "pounced" through his iron armor, and blood spurted out of the blood groove, splashing Ibrahim's face.
Ibrahim was taken aback. He knew very well how far the Kushan's arrows could shoot, and it was already the limit of shooting to the head of the city after a hundred paces, and it was impossible to shoot through the iron armor, unless this was a sharpshooter who could draw a strong bow. It was very rare for a sharpshooter to be able to draw such a strong bow, and even if there were among the Kushans, they would not be suppressed by the archers, and now, he saw not only this powerful bow and arrow, but more than one.
What's going on?
(To be continued)