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- After leaving that weird temple, and after more than an hour of running, the cavalry in front who was responsible for exploring the path finally discovered a grassland tribe.
This is a small tribe. Judging from the scale, the population should not exceed 2,000 people.
Achilles rode his horse and stood on a higher place, overlooking the tribe in the distance. On the grassland around the tribe, men, women, old and young were busy. []
Groups of horses, driven by men, galloped on the vast grassland, and plump lambs gnawed the slightly yellow turf leisurely.
The sky is vast and the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind and cattle and sheep are low. This poem I have known since I was a child, now that I think about it, it still makes people yearn for it.
Nine hundred Thessalian cavalry lined up in a row, standing quietly behind Achilles, waiting for him to issue an order to attack.
Looking at the laughing children and old people, Achilles felt unbearable for a while, but finally threw away the unbearable feeling.
Now, he is no longer the old homeboy who has been living at home forever, but Achilles, one of the greatest heroes in Greece, who will never go back after all.
The spear soldier in his hand gradually lifted up, and the sharp spear pointed at the tribe in the distance. With his spearmen raised, the nine hundred Thessalian cavalry, ready to go, roared out.
The rapid sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the grassland, breaking the tranquility of this beautiful prairie and causing the laughing tribesmen to panic.
In a panic, hundreds of naked tribesmen grabbed various weapons, either running or riding horses to meet them.
The women hid in the tents with the elderly and children. These fierce-tempered tribal women also picked up various weapons and were ready to fight.
Every tribesman is very clear that their tribe is facing the crisis of extinction. The enemy in front of them is too powerful. There are close to a thousand cavalry. Even the large tribes do not have so many cavalry.
The cavalry of Thessaly surged from the highlands like a rolling wave. The sound of charging horns continued to echo over the grassland, and the sharp spearmen flashed with cold light.
Finally, the two forces collided together. The sharp spearmen of Thessaly and the simple weapons of the grassland tribes were entangled together. Under the huge impact, dozens of tribesmen from the grassland tribes flew upside down in the first place. Got out.
Zomokos and more than a dozen demigods charged at the forefront. The heroic-level spearmen stabbed endlessly into the chests of the tribesmen, piercing them completely.
This is a battle with a huge disparity in strength. On one side are the Thessalian cavalry who are armed to the teeth and number close to a thousand people, while on the other side, the grassland tribes only have six or seven hundred people, and their weapons are very crude.
The lethality unleashed by more than a dozen demigods, dozens of heroes and nearly a thousand fully armed cavalry was beyond what these hundreds of tribesmen armed with crude weapons could withstand.
This was a one-sided massacre. The brave tribesmen who were not afraid of death were picked off their horses. The sharp spearmen easily penetrated their bodies and took away their lives.
And the crude weapons in their hands, even if they hit the bodies of the Thessalian cavalry, would be difficult to break the strong armor.
The sounds of clashing weapons, the neighing of war horses, the Thessalians¡¯ shouts of killing, and the painful wails of tribesmen before they died were intertwined to form a tragic war song.
Achilles sat quietly on the divine horse, with a trace of confusion in his wise eyes. Seeing the tribesmen lying in a pool of blood, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Several times, he could not help but shout out and order his soldiers to stop killing, but in the end he did not do so.
This fight lasted for less than half an hour. When all the tribesmen with weapons in their hands fell in a pool of blood, the Thessalian cavalry just stopped the killing.
In just half an hour, more than a thousand tribesmen fell to the spearmen of Thessalian cavalry, including the vast majority of men, some women and the elderly.
When the enemies with weapons in their hands could no longer be seen, the cavalry quickly drove the other surviving tribesmen together.
"Your Highness, what should we do with these people? Should we take them all back to serve as slaves, or let them fend for themselves?" Zomochus drove his horse towards Achilles and asked for his opinion.
Looking at the old women and children who were full of hatred and fear, Achilles fell silent. After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice: "The old people let them fend for themselves.He killed himself and took his children and women back with him. "
Achilles felt that he was really hypocritical for killing all the men and fathers, but he was still worried that these women and children would not be able to survive the coming winter because they had no protection.
It¡¯s just that no one is right or wrong in the war. For hundreds of years, the war between Thessaly and these steppe tribes has never been interrupted. I don¡¯t know how many soldiers in Thessaly have fallen forever because of the invasion of the steppe tribes. In the land of Thessaly.
The hatred for these steppe tribes has been deeply engraved in the bones of every Thessalian. No one will sympathize with these barbarians.
Although Achilles also had Thessalian blood flowing in his body, he was a latecomer after all. Even though he was influenced by the original Achilles, he did not have any good impression of these grassland tribes. However, due to the thoughts of later generations, he After all, I couldn¡¯t be cruel enough.
Winter in the grasslands is a difficult time for all tribes. Every winter, some people will starve to death.
Small tribes like this were unable to enter Thessaly on a large scale to rob food like the Macedonians. The food they prepared before winter would hardly survive the next spring.
And now all the young and middle-aged men in the tribe have died in the battle. With just these women, old people and children, their fate in the coming winter can be imagined.
Although there are only seven or eight hundred women, elderly people and children here, it is impossible for Achilles to bring all of them back to Thessaly, especially these old people, who have no labor force and can easily pass on their hatred.
In this era of extremely low productivity, whether it is a family, a tribe, or even a king, it is destined to be unable to use excess resources to support people who have nothing to do.
Although the women of these tribes do not have much labor force, they are also a kind of wealth in themselves. And those children will eventually grow up, and they will not consume much food.
¡° Leaving aside the more than a hundred old men and dozens of women with mutilated bodies, Achilles¡¯ team left this bloody grassland with three hundred women and two hundred children.
From this small tribe, except for one hundred war horses, four hundred lambs, and two bags of gold, they did not get many valuable things.
Out of kindness, Achilles still left the prepared dried meat and dozens of lambs to the old people. As for what they would be like in the future, that was not his business.
Through the interrogation of these tribesmen, they finally knew the location of the Macedonian tribe, which was only half a day away from this tribe.
The barbaric Macedonian tribe has a population of nearly 9,000, more than 4,000 warriors, 800 war horses, and 30 chariots. It can be said to be the largest tribe on this grassland.
Because of the invasion of Thessaly, there are now less than two thousand warriors left among the barbaric Macedonian tribes, and a large part of them are old people and underage children.
It was already dusk when Achilles led his cavalry team to appear in this vast tribal gathering place.
Looking from a distance, on the vast grassland, there are white lambs everywhere, at least one or two thousand in number.
Around the gathering place, some adult men armed with weapons were patrolling on guard. Of course, they were not guarding against people, but the wolves on the grassland.
Because the gathering place of the Macedonians is surrounded by an open area without any cover, if you launch an attack rashly, you will definitely be discovered by the Macedonians immediately.
Although there are less than two thousand string-controlling warriors in the entire gathering place, the fighting power of these sturdy Macedonians is still extremely strong.
If it is a head-to-head confrontation, even if one's own side has the convenience of weapons and finally wins, there will still be a lot of casualties.
In order to reduce casualties as much as possible, Achilles still decided to delay the attack until night, and use the darkness as a cover to launch a surprise attack.
The team hid far away from the gathering place of the Macedonians. Taking advantage of this time, the soldiers took out the dried meat they got from the previous tribe to satisfy their hunger, and at the same time looked for a place with better grass for their horses to graze.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened, the waning moon rose from the east, the entire grassland became completely quiet, and soon a wolf howled in the distance.
In the Macedonian gathering place in the distance, a bonfire was also lit. Men, women and children after a busy day were eating and chatting around the bonfire. Occasionally, there would be a burst of rudeness.??'s singing.
The most talked about topics among these people were the tribal warriors who left the grasslands and entered Thessaly to snatch food.
After so many years, every time before winter is coming, their tribe will send hundreds of warriors to Thessaly to snatch food.
And every time, these brave warriors would bring a large amount of food and wealth to the tribe, allowing the tribe to survive the winter safely.
In the eyes of every Macedonian, Thessaly is a good place for them to obtain food. As long as their warriors go there, they will definitely not come back empty-handed.
But how could they have imagined that the army of three thousand Macedonian warriors had all fallen on the plain and could never return to their tribe.
What they didn't expect was that not far from their gathering place, a Thessalian cavalry team consisting of a thousand people was peering at them. The purpose of this cavalry team was not just to rob them of their food. , or even destroy their entire tribe.
"Your Highness, after we have eliminated the Macedonians, do we want to continue attacking other steppe tribes?" Zomokos swallowed the dried meat in his hand whole, touched Achilles' side, and asked in a low voice .
Looking at the commander next to him, whom he had given great hope to, Achilles smiled and did not answer him directly. Instead, he asked him: "What do you think, should we continue?"
Zomokos did not expect that the king would ask him a question. He thought for a moment, shook his head, and replied: "The Macedonians have at least close to three thousand lambs, and the food and wealth stored in them will probably not be less, and they will definitely" There are many captives. Just to control the slaves and transport the lambs and wealth requires a lot of manpower, and we also have to guard against the wolves on the grassland. If we still have to allocate manpower to attack other tribes, it will inevitably happen accident."
Hearing his answer, Achilles smiled and said: "Now that you have thought of this, just do it according to your own ideas. Remember, you are the commander of this army. As long as you are If you think it¡¯s right, I will always support you.¡±
Zuomokos was stunned for a moment, his heart was churning, his eyes were sour for a while, he nodded sharply and said loudly: "Your Highness, don't worry, I won't let you down."
"The moon has reached the top of the head, and the Macedonians who have been busy all day have also gone to bed. It is time to attack." Looking at the waning moon above the head, Achilles said in a low voice.
Zomokos stood up from the ground and issued an order to the surrounding demigods and heroes, ordering them to summon all the cavalry to assemble.
Soon, the soldiers who were resting everywhere gathered together. According to Achilles's instructions, seventy soldiers were left to guard the horses, lambs, women and children, while the other soldiers advanced on foot.
As the largest tribe on this grassland, the Macedonians never need to worry about other tribes attacking their gathering place.
But in order to guard against those nasty wolves, there will still be dozens of adult males guarding the gathering place every night to prevent the wolves from approaching.
Although these patrolling Macedonians are all strong young adults, in the eyes of demigods like Zomokos, they are not much different from children.
Under the cover of night, the demigods quietly sneaked into the Macedonian gathering place and brought down the patrolling Macedonians to the ground one by one.
When all the patrolling Macedonians had their necks cut off, Achilles, who was hiding not far away, waved his hand, and hundreds of fully armed soldiers rushed gently into the gathering place of the Macedonians. The bloody killing will begin again.
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