my days in ancient egypt

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Host City is a military town in the northeast of Egypt, bordering the Mediterranean Sea in the west and the Hittite Kingdom in the east.

And this old town is once again in dire straits. The Egyptian soldiers and the Hittite army are facing each other here. Compared with the strength of the two sides, the arrival of the [-] iron cavalry brought by the Fata has really given The soldiers stationed in the city brought hope.

But for the Hittites who came prepared this time and had heavy cavalry to open the way, it was not enough to scare them.

Inside the house, Fata was studying a topographic map, which marked with red marks where the Hittite army was stationed outside the city.

Looking at the dots of red marks, Fata stared at the map intently, and tapped his fingers on the table regularly.

A stable man with yellow curly hair sat opposite the Fata, quickly drew a picture on the map, and said: "The Hittite army is relatively scattered. Although there are heavy cavalry clearing the way, they are not invincible."

Fata rubbed his temples, looked at General Moore in front of him, and asked, "What can you do?"

Moore went to the battlefield with his father when he was young, and made countless military achievements. He naturally disliked Fata, who had only participated in one battle.

"Let me lead two thousand iron cavalry to surround Hittite's heavy cavalry in two ways. First break through it with force, and then you lead three thousand soldiers to encircle and destroy the rest of Hittite troops."

Fata thought for a while, then shook his head, "You have seen Hittite heavy cavalry before. Although there are few people, the battle formation can be attacked and defended. It is not so easy to break through."

Fata's words were very truthful, but Moore didn't think so. The self-esteem that had been looked up to for many years was chopped off in front of the fledgling Fata, which made his face flush.

He is a brat, how dare he point fingers in front of me.

Moore chuckled, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Then what better way do you have?"

Fata thought for a while, and said: "The Hittite heavy cavalry has hard shields as cover, and the formation is tight. They can attack and defend. If you want to break through, you must disturb them from the inside and disturb their sight. To attack in one fell swoop, as long as you take down those heavy cavalry, the remaining Hittite soldiers will be easy to deal with."

Moore listened, pondered for a while, and then gave Fata a complicated look.

Although this arrogant kid made me look very uncomfortable, I have to say that the method he proposed is more reliable than my own.

"Then how to break into the interior of the heavy cavalry, have you considered this issue?"

Fata shook his head, "Let me think again."

Moore stood up, walked to the window, and looked back at Fata, "You have to think about it quickly, I guess the Hittites will come to attack the city tomorrow."

Fata's eyes darkened, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

***

At noon, the scorching sun was shining in the sky, and Mu Xiaomu sat down against the wall with the sesame seed cakes distributed by the army.

It has been a day since their team arrived in Koust. The Hittites outside the city did not move, and the garrison inside the city did not dare to act rashly. The armies of the two sides were exhausted like this.

Rui was promoted to be the captain of the infantry unit, and besides training the soldiers every day, he would drag Mu Xiaomu to sit at the base of the wall to enjoy the shade.

On the opposite side, Rui came here with a water bag, and threw it to Mu Xiaomu casually.

Rui smiled and said, "Look at you, you're so tired and sweating profusely."

The whole morning's practice made Mu Xiaomu a little weak, who had never done strenuous work, but it was better than the previous few days in the desert.

"Rui, when do you think this battle will start?"

Rui looked at the city gate in the distance, frowned and said, "It's coming soon."

Mu Xiaomu nodded.

"Why, are you scared?"

Seeing Rui's gentle face, Mu Xiaomu was still not used to it, so he nodded honestly and said, "Well, a little bit."

"Don't be afraid, you will follow me when the time comes, and I will protect you." Rui stroked Mu Xiaomu's hair and said dotingly.

Mu Xiaomu pulled his hair out of Rui's hand in embarrassment, taking advantage of the good atmosphere between the two, he asked out his doubts.

"Rui, do you have a brother in your family?"

Rui shook his head listening to his funny question, "No."

Mu Xiaomu nodded, "Well, then why are you so kind to me? Clean up my wound and give me water."

"Does having a brother in the family have anything to do with being nice to you?"

Mu Xiaomu thought about it, and it really didn't matter.

Rui looked at him, and after a while, he sighed and said, "Mu, I treat you well, you don't need to have any burden."

Mu Xiaomu looked at him and nodded.

The flames of war ignited too hastily. That evening, the Hittites, who had been standing still outside the city, suddenly launched an attack. Fortunately, General Moore drilled the soldiers tightly on weekdays. For the Hittites who attacked suddenly, they only paused for a while. Retaliate immediately.

The advancing army sent by Hittite was, as expected, the 500-man heavy cavalry.

It is said that they are heavy cavalry, but the armor they wear is a little thicker, and the defensive shield is a little bigger. This kind of army has undoubted attack and defense power, but it has a disadvantage, that is, it moves slowly. This point gave Egypt a chance to win by a narrow margin.

General Moore stood on the city wall, his curly hair blown aside by the wind. He looked at Fata wearing soft armor and holding a short sword, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fata drew out his dagger, then threw the hilt to the ground, and said back, "Prepare me ten of the strongest chariots, plus five hundred strong soldiers, and I will rush out."

The sound of fighting outside the city filled the sky, Mu Xiaomu nervously held the dagger in his hand among a group of soldiers who were about to rush out.

The sword is an ordinary military short sword with a sharp blade, which can break the enemy's neck with just one blow.

His eyes were fixed on the gate of the city. From time to time, there were Egyptian soldiers who ran back in fright, and those whose hands and feet had been cut off, those who rolled in a pool of blood and howled, and those who were red-eyed...

There were constant screams all around, and Mu Xiaomu felt a real fear for the first time. The screams, the smell of blood in the air, and the visual impact made him tremble all over.

It turns out that this is the real fear, the fear of a weak person facing a cruel and bloody battlefield, the trembling buried deep in his heart is like an electric wave, spreading into his brain wave after wave, eating away at his fragile nerves .

Suddenly, the gate of the city was opened, and more than a dozen chariots with two horses and horses rushed out of the city. The person at the head, whom Mu Xiaomu was familiar with, was Fata, and it was Fata!

As if he had found a savior, Mu Xiaomu ran forward a few steps.

Rui realized that something was wrong with him, grabbed his arm and shouted, "Mu, where are you going, don't run around!"

At this time, the sound of war horns sounded, and a middle-aged man with yellow curly hair stood at the gate of the city on a horse, with a short sword raised high in his hand, and his voice was full of fighting spirit.

"Great people of Egypt, the holy moment is coming, let us defeat the enemies outside, defend our country, and defend the people of Egypt!"

"Great warriors, use the weapons in your hands to slit the enemy's throat, and let those bastards go back to their land!"

"Warriors, follow me, raise your right hand and rush out!"

Moore's words excited all the soldiers, and for a while, loud roars spread throughout the town, echoing in people's ears for a long time.

In this exciting air, Mu Xiaomu suddenly found that the blood buried in his heart boiled, and his body trembled even more, but it was because he was so excited that his breathing stopped for a moment.

Faces of many people flashed in front of my eyes——

Fata's heroic face, Fini's cute and innocent face, Rui's gentle smile, Ama's honest eyes, Nei's pale face, and finally, his head seemed to be frozen, fixed on that sculptural face——

Maybe, I'm not useless, I don't need your protection every moment, maybe——

But, now, I want to protect your country——

Mu Xiaomu slowly raised his right hand, the dagger in his hand was shining brightly in the sun, and finally pointed forward.

The author has something to say: I was so happy and excited when I wrote this chapter, Mu Xiaomu, you are finally not useless!