Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

"Catch it!" A hand protruding from above grabbed my arm, and a rough voice laughed heartily, "This little bird is quite light!"

I hurriedly climbed onto the ladder again, panting slightly calmly, and then looked up, a little surprised.The one who saved me was the burly man who pushed my horse just now.

At this time, there were countless fights under the city wall, and the shouts shook the sky. The moment of death and life just now seemed ordinary.The man had already leaped up in big strides. Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the city, he suddenly pulled out a huge sword from the back of his waist, and with a backhand swing, it was covered in blood.

The blood splashed on my cheeks with a fresh smell, I didn't care to avoid it, and wiped my cheeks casually.The red in the hands makes people more excited and excited.

In a trance, all the soldiers seemed to have turned into wild beasts.Only kill, kill others, live by yourself.

"Bagoss! Bagoss, where are you?!"

A voice was faintly heard from under the city, and I stopped hesitantly.

But then, the beating of the drum sounded again with an earth-shattering momentum, and I couldn't hear any other sounds.

"Little bird! Hurry up and keep up!"

The man's eyes were piercing, he turned his head and shouted at me, and cut off the arm of an enemy soldier on the city wall with his sword.

Except for the man above, none of our people have climbed to this height on the ladders on both sides. It seems that we have really become the leaders.I immediately followed suit.People kept falling around me, gravel and dust, blood and weapons, my heart was agitated, and I just climbed up like crazy.

"Bagoss! Bagoss!"

This urgent but small voice penetrated into my ears again, like an auditory hallucination, hazy.

I shake my head.

I can't really take a word of what Alexander told me.Where does he remember me, he only has that oriental dream in his heart, those wars and crusades.The madman!The bastard!He still broke his promise!Who has he never broken his promise to, except himself?

I turned over the top of the city, rolled down to the wall, picked up a sword and stood firmly against the wall.A few people behind also turned up one after another.

However, we did not encounter the expected stubborn resistance of the enemy soldiers.

A few of us stood there in a daze.

Looking around, there are corpses everywhere.

There are not many living enemies anymore.Many soldiers were shot and killed because of too violent bows, javelins and stone attacks, and a considerable number fled.

The man before was sitting there resting. Seeing us coming up, he kicked down another enemy soldier who was getting up tremblingly. He turned his head and shouted: "Hurry up! We have more important things to do!"

A few infantrymen nearby pushed me towards him.

The blood on the helmet dripped down and smeared my eyes. As I walked, I tore it off impatiently and threw it away: "What else should I do?"

Many people around me looked me up and down and laughed.

"Iris, Xiaoniao, what kind of general are you, you don't even understand the siege strategy?" The man didn't look tired, he glanced at me, and his voice was still loud, "We were the first to climb over the city wall , naturally we are going to open the city gate, how can we let our army in without opening the city gate?"

I gasped: "You're courting death! You mean we're going down the city wall? The city is full of Scythia's heavy soldiers. Although a lot of them were killed just now, there must be some of them guarding the city. We just broke through alone like this, Didn't you ask the enemy to kill you?"

"That's right, I'm looking for death!" He replied in a rough voice, his tone was unbelievably relaxed, "But there is no way, someone has to do this thing! Little bird, don't worry, this is pride! You are dead, you are the hero of Macedonia , His Majesty Alexander will not treat the hero's family badly."

While talking, we have already started to go down the stairs.

Who the hell wants to be a hero!It is you who want to attack the city, not me!I am forced!I was about to complain loudly, but then I thought that I was wearing the armor of a general. If I explained this way, I might have been hacked to death by these infantrymen before I met the enemy, so I had to shut up in embarrassment.

Just as five or six of us came down from the city wall, the man who bore the brunt suddenly bent over and stepped back, turning his head and making a silent movement.We quickly squatted down and secretly lifted the wall to look out.

But looking at it, he wanted to scold people even more.

Alexander's offensive was too fierce this time, and the Scythians probably understood that they simply gave up the outer defense and only concentrated on deploying the inner defense.Not far from the gate of the city is a group of heavily armed enemy infantry units, nearly a hundred people, ready to fight.

On the other side of the city wall, a few Alexander's infantry came down at this time, fighting with another group of enemy troops.Because the enemy was outnumbered, the Scythians had the upper hand for a while, and we were still in a daze for a moment, and all these infantry had been killed.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound behind me, I turned around quickly and saw that it was my own.There was a young and energetic one who just wanted to rush straight up, but I stopped him.

The Scythian army is now fighting trapped beasts, and it will be a matter of time before the city goes down like this.Victory is certain, the key lies in the degree of loss.In the end, is it possible to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred, or can we win with one enemy a hundred or even without a fight?Every move at this moment will be related to the fate of these Macedonian soldiers in the city.

I signaled them to keep quiet, and the number of soldiers around me gradually increased.

As long as you have enough patience, hold your troops for a while, accumulate enough troops to compete with the Centurion Legion for a while, and then make a surprise attack and open the city gate.I don't think it's going to be a big deal.

The only thing we need to do now is to wait patiently.

woo-

When the horn sounded again, the city gate began to make a muffled knocking sound.Dust fell one after another, and the soldiers outside began to knock on the door.

The Scythian soldiers became restless, some went up to hold the gate, others drew their weapons and took precautions.

"Bagoss! Bagoss—"

I heard this voice coming from outside the city again, although it was subtle, it didn't seem to be a hallucination.

Just as I was thinking about it, someone behind me let out an angry howl, and then jumped out of me.

My scalp exploded instantly.It's over, it's only now that there are less than 30 people gathered.What a fucking critical moment to drop the chain!

"He said he saw his father's body in the pile of dead people in front." Someone behind him explained embarrassingly.

The bravery of a common man will not only fail to avenge, but also easily lead to catastrophe!

I frowned and squeezed the hilt of my sword tightly.

The Macedonian infantry who rushed out was quickly killed, and then, hundreds of enemy troops immediately looked towards us, and many of them raised their weapons at the same time, and approached us a little bit.

Damn, there are only less than 30 people in total, and they are fighting head-on with an army of 100 people. Isn't this just waiting to see their entire army wiped out!

I was hesitating.

"Warriors, fight them—"

The burly man at the front shouted loudly, and immediately rushed forward with his sword in hand.

The soldiers around me followed suit, leaving me standing still.

I'm still struggling, do I really want to kill someone?

Soldiers kept falling in pools of blood, Macedonian or Scythian.

The man's sharp eyes suddenly turned back to me, and suddenly became angry.As soon as he raised his hand, he threw the sword towards me, as crisp and vigorous as throwing a javelin.I quickly turned over to dodge, but when I turned around, I saw the sword firmly inserted into the chest of an enemy soldier behind me.

I got up in embarrassment, and he saved me again.

"Little bird, what are you in a daze for? Don't you want your life!" The man was covered in blood and growled at me.

My mind was a little shaken.Kill, or be killed.

when!

Another enemy soldier slashed at me, and I took advantage of the situation to separate with my sword.

Yes, there is no choice but to survive.

I put my heart to one side, raised my sword and went straight up.

What is the point of staying here?Alexander.In order to stay here and see you, I have to face this.I'm going to do things I never imagined before.

I suddenly had a ridiculous idea.Maybe now I am not the modern person after 2000, I have been part of this time since I decided to survive here on my own.Yes, I am Bagoas, I am not playing him, I am creating him.

"Both of you go to pull the city gate together, and the rest of you will cover!" The burly man rushed to my side, pulled another soldier and pushed it to me, his voice so hoarse that he could hardly hear it.

"Bagoss—" The wind faintly sent a mournful call.

Another person came at me. I slashed at his knee clumsily with my sword, and he fell to the ground screaming.The man's armor did not cover his knees.

"General! Why did you come to attack the city yourself!" The infantry on the side marched side by side with me, and said loudly to me.His voice is very young, his face is covered by a helmet, only his eyes are blue, very similar to Alexander.

"Alexander also came in person!" I said.

With the first sword down, the next attack becomes very easy.Most of the force was caught by the rest of the dozen or so people, including the man, who formed a circle around the two of us.We just need to fend off the enemies ahead and move on.

"That's different!" he exclaimed. "No general would give up the comfort of his horses to climb a ladder with us!"

I smiled wryly and stopped answering.

The speed of replenishment could not keep up with the speed of killing, and the Macedonian assault troops gradually decreased from more than 20 people to a dozen. When we were finally only two steps away from the city gate, there were only five or six partners left.And Scythia's soldiers were reduced by less than half.

More than 50 people against five people.

The incisions on my body gradually increased, and the young man next to me struggled even to breathe.

"Bagoss! Bagoss!"

I really heard it!This time I am sure that someone outside is really calling me.

Someone else remembers me.

who's that person?

The feeling in my body was very dull, and my whole body's attention was focused on the city gate.I'm going to break through it.

"General, I, we are dying..."

I grabbed the young infantryman by the arm.

"What's your name?"

"Satra."

I nodded: "Satra, do you want to open the city gate?"

He put his hands on his knees and closed his eyes: "Think."

"That's easy. Because someone told me that as long as you dare to think, your wish is within your reach!" I kicked the enemy behind him in the stomach, "I think what he meant was that there is no such thing as a miracle in this world." No, only if you dare to think about it!"

Satra opened her beautiful eyes.

A gap suddenly appeared in front of the encirclement.With quick eyesight and quick hands, I dragged him out quickly and ran towards the city gate.

I wanted to be sure of one thing: who was that voice on the other side of the wall.

The two of us scrambled and scrambled to the gate of the city.I groped my way up.

Immediately two or three additional figures were reflected on the stone gate in front of him, and the enemy soldiers behind him caught up!I rolled and dodged, and I was about to be overwhelmed. The burly man who had been behind caught up and blocked me.

At this moment, he was like a mass of blood.

"Little bird! Go and finish your mission!"

I was horrified to find that there was no one of my own behind him: "I'll help you!"

"Go!" He pushed me away, refusing to say anything.

No time for nonsense!I made up my mind not to look at him, and turned my head to see that Satra was smashing the iron lock on the city gate with a stone, with blood between his fingers.

"What if I can't open it!"

I picked up a long sword and smashed it.

"How the hell do you know it won't open! It will open! It will!" I yelled.

"Bagoss—"

The iron chain loosened a few links, and then tightened tightly again in an instant.The wooden door creaked heavily, and the gap was from finger width to palm width.

The sound of the impact outside the door became more powerful, and sawdust and dust continued to fall with the vibration.

"Come on! Warriors! Iris is blessing us, come on—"

I heard chanting from outside.

"Give me the ax! Give me the ax!" I yelled at the soldiers outside, but there was no response.

The muffled groan of the burly man came from behind, and Satra and I chopped the iron chain desperately.The vision was clear and blurred, only the voice was calling my name.

"Hurry up, cut it too! Fuck it outside!" I shouted at the crack of the door at the top of my voice.

Soon a few more swords joined us.

The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger. I don't know what method he used, but the man has never let anyone go from behind him.From the wooden door, I could see that one or several figures were approaching us every time, but they were pulled back by the man and disappeared.

There was a bang, and the moment the last figure hit me, the iron chain finally broke.

The cheers were earth-shattering, like lightning and thunder.

I fell down exhausted, and the figure was not held back. I thought that the next second that fell on me was a sword or a spear, but I was wrong.

It was the individual that fell heavily on me.

"Hey, little bird." It was still a faint hoarse voice.

The man leaned against me and slowly put his hands on my shoulders.

As the door was gradually pushed open, people kept pushing in.

I took a deep breath and tried to sit up and move to one side.But with only a slight movement, his hand slipped to the ground.

I froze there and waited for a while before slowly turning around.

The man's face was covered with blood, and he smiled lightly.

The gate of the city was completely pushed open from the outside, and crowds poured in, knocking and bumping, but his smile never changed.

That smile pierced my heart like a needle.

"Wake up!" I wanted to shake him, but he couldn't find a perfect spot all over his body.

I know he will die.I knew it from the moment he yelled to me to go quickly.He just disappeared before my eyes.He was still talking to me radiantly just now, but at this moment, he fell asleep in my arms, but he refused to even close his eyes.

I wiped his face with my sleeve, trying to remember the smiling face with my head down.

As he wished, he became a Macedonian hero.

How great a person's life should be to be considered great, and how small should be to be considered small?

I hate this cruelty.

"Do you know his name?" I asked Satra beside me.

"I don't know. There are tens of thousands of us, who knows which one is which?" He replied softly, "But I'm luckier than him."

I did not speak.

Satra said to himself, "I'm luckier than him, aren't I, General? At least you know my name."

Countless people came in and out, the screams were like purgatory, and there was a trace of joy in his immature voice.

I turned to look at him.

Satra leaned against the city gate panting heavily, a puddle of blood on the ground around him.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes were ethereally beautiful: "My hometown is in Skopje, and my favorite little sister is getting married this year, General, I bought her a Persian skirt and gave it to her for me ,OK?"

"Okay." After a while, I heard myself reply.

Satra's body finally crooked to the ground, becoming one of the corpses all over the ground.

"Bagos!"

The long-lost call suddenly appeared behind him.

I raised my head straight and looked at the place where Satra had just looked.

You see how beautiful the sky is.

I never imagined that the legend it will witness is built up little by little by such a life.

The sky is high and the eagle spreads its wings.

The sound of killing on the ground shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river. I finally couldn't hold back, and tears welled up in my eyes.