I am the son of the traveler

Chapter 121 Bronze Brother
It was already several days later when Diodotos, the consul of Lamia, led the conscripts of the city to set off. During these few days, a major event happened in Greatpolis.

A major event that is enough to shock the entire Macedonian Kingdom!
Barbarian Rebellion!

Instigated by the druids of several barbarian tribes, those angry tribesmen who did not get the winter supplies took up arms and attacked the tribes that had winter supplies, and killed the Britt city defense army who came to dissuade them , a rebellion broke out.

No one knows what the fuse of this incident was. According to the interrogation of the captives later, some people said that it was just a few tribesmen who got supplies talking and laughing there, which somehow stimulated the passing tribesmen who had no supplies. Conflict arises, and the level of conflict increases as more and more people join in.

In any case, after the unprepared Britt City Defense Army was defeated and retreated, more and more tribes joined the rebellion, and they besieged those tribes with supplies. The next is still a failure.

Amidst the loud shouts of killing, a young man was sitting paralyzed on the blood-stained ground. There were corpses all around him, some of his own clan and some of his enemies, but most of them seemed to be people he knew.

Many tribesmen with weapons ran in quickly from him, knocked down the low huts, and searched for food or other supplies inside.From time to time, women's shrill screams pierced the sky, and the hostile barbarian tribesmen with grinning faces forcibly dragged the screaming women out to do violent things.

"Help! Help!"

A ragged barbarian woman ran out like crazy, her body was stained with blood, followed by several barbarian warriors, the woman ran to the boy, pulled his arm in fear, desperately He said something to get help, but the boy didn't move, his eyes were dull, and he let the woman be dragged away by the barbarian soldiers chasing after him. One of them looked at the boy, cursed something, stepped forward and kicked him Kicked over, and then mercilessly stabbed the boy's chest with the iron sword in his hand - the iron sword was snatched from the retreating soldiers of Britt City Defense Army.

On the city wall, Cenares and other Macedonians looked at the almost doomed shack below without saying a word, watching those red-eyed barbarians wantonly massacre civilians or attack each other, warm blood sprinkled all over the place. The white earth dyed and dissolved the snow red, turning it into a puddle of blood.

"Keep an eye on the city gate, don't let the barbarians come in."

Battalion Commander Sopolis gave instructions to a heavy infantry soldier, and the soldier turned around and ran down the city wall to pass on the commander's order. Soldiers composed of Britts gathered together tremblingly, fearful of the brutality of the barbarian tribesmen just now.

"A group of lowly wretches." A heavy infantryman commented coldly to his comrades in arms, and the latter nodded in agreement. Although they only had more than 300 people in the city, compared to the five or six hundred Brits For an army that can barely be called a soldier, they are almost invincible.

The unreliability of the Brits is well known to every Macedonian, so the officers headed by Cenares are not going to let the Brits participate in the defense of the city. Yes, letting them stand alone is really giving the rebels a head.

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The chaos in the city of Greatpolis only lasted for two short days. During these two days, thousands of barbarian tribesmen were killed by knives or directly frozen to death outdoors. Throw it on the ground and be covered with a thin layer of snow by snowflakes falling from the sky. Because of the temperature, the decay time of the corpse will be greatly extended.

The corpses of the dead were frozen, and the living occupied their supplies. They burned a fire in the hut to keep warm, and ate food with big mouthfuls. Then they gathered under the call of their spiritual leader Druid, raised their weapons, and set the target on fire. In Greatpolis City.

They collected materials from some destroyed shacks, built dozens of ladders in the fastest time, and then put the ladders on the city wall as the defenders rang the bell, listening to the druid's voice behind them Pray and find the courage to climb up.The Macedonian heavy infantry had already made preparations, and a few groups set up a formation at the top of the ladder. When the barbarians showed their heads, they stabbed them with spears, like whack-a-mole, and killed the barbarian rebels in an orderly manner. .

The barbarian rebel soldiers who climbed up the city wall fell from the sky one after another as if they were dumpling, and smashed heavily into the crowd or the soft snow. Each fallen barbarian soldier had several blood holes on his body, and his death was miserable. Shake the fighting spirit of those nearby.

Because the existing materials can only support them to build a ladder to attack the city, but not allow them to build a battering ram to break through the city gate, the barbarian rebels can only use this kind of attack that seems to give away their heads.In one day, they lost hundreds of warriors at Greatpolis.

That evening, Cenaris looked at the layers of corpses below the city, and clicked his tongue slightly. He thought that the offensive of the barbarian rebels with superior numbers would be very fierce, but now it seems that the opponents are just a group of weak chickens. If Antigonus were here, he would definitely quote a later game expression to describe it: It looks like a king, but it is actually bronze.

In fact, the barbarian rebels are indeed a small bronze trash. The tragic loss of the first day of the siege shook the morale of their soldiers, and they were unwilling to continue the siege-the wanton burning and killing of the previous two days made them already The habit went well, but now I suddenly suffered a fiasco, and no one could stand it.

Therefore, although the druids encouraged them with speeches in the name of gods, the soldiers were still reluctant to attack the city the next day. At this time, the role of the chiefs became very important. After the druids had a secret conversation, they chose to side with the druids and ordered them to go to the battlefield in the name of the leader.

So, under the watchful eyes of the Macedonians the next day, the barbarian rebels launched an attack again. They carried blood-stained ladders on the city wall and climbed one after another, just like ants in nature. But the result was not much different from the previous day. The barbarian infantry fell from the sky like kites that had been disconnected, and lost their precious lives on the city wall.

(End of this chapter)