To Four Thousand Years Later

The fire is rising from the ground, and no flesh can be taken

The history books of later generations will inevitably record this fire that changed the entire war situation.

Israel's three hundred cavalry did not fight at all with the infantry, which was almost a hundred times their size. They simply circled the forest, roughly ignited the forest with oil and fire, and enclosed the Egyptian troops in it.

But that was enough—although the flames only surrounded the woods thinly, they were enough to stop the cavalry.

The horses rushing towards the outside were frightened and did not dare to rush towards the wall of fire made up of burning trees, they turned around and turned back while neighing loudly. They ran wildly through the forest, bumping the riders on their backs.

The high-quality wood that can be seen everywhere in Tire has now become a deadly obstacle. Quite a few people were knocked off their horses by tree branches amid muffled groans, or were knocked off their horses directly.

If you are unlucky, you will be kicked by other frightened horses; even if you are lucky, when they look up again, they will not be able to find where their horses have gone.

But they didn't dare to look for it anymore, they just rushed out with their heads in their hands.

After passing through the wall of fire, their clothes were all on fire, and the skin on their bodies also had burn marks. But somehow it was rushed out.

They threw down their coats in a hurry, or rolled on the ground. This is an attempt to extinguish the flame.

The cavalry inside followed suit, left their horses behind and rushed out. There are very few elites who can ride horses and forcefully rush out of the wall of fire

"Where are the people inside!"

After about half an hour of confrontation, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Gradually, it was almost unbearable, and an Egyptian soldier outside shouted: "Don't want a horse, get out!"

He looked like a little general.

An elite soldier rushed out on a horse and shouted in disgrace: "I don't know—there's smoke in there! I can't see anything clearly!"

"There seems to be no fire on the other side!"

Someone shouted again: "I heard it when I came out! There is no fire in the denser south!"

"No matter, rush out first!"

Renebo gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "There is no way to rush out with horses in the south—let's go around to the south first to meet our brothers! Keep those inside out, and go directly to the south!"

"Follow me! Let's kill!"

He yelled loudly, rode his horse and killed the Tyrians.

"Amon—"

He praised loudly, and raised the long sword in his hand: "You should burn them up, just like burning away the night!"

As soon as Renebo finished speaking, his pupils turned into golden vertical pupils, and the person he was staring at began to burn out of thin air. In less than five seconds, he set a dozen people on fire.

The Tirians were startled and quickly backed away. Their archers shot arrows forward indiscriminately, not daring to look directly at Renebo, and subconsciously separated from each other.

"It's now! Kill!"

He shouted loudly, the golden light in his eyes went out, and then the black totem on his face lit up with golden light again, and the long sword in his hand suddenly ignited.

The scorching golden flame twisted the surrounding air. It is not so much a long sword, but a steel whip or a spear formed by flames.

His whole body is like a big light bulb. The blazing fire attracted the attention of all the soldiers behind them, boosting their morale and boosting their spirits.

After the Tyrians dispersed, the Egyptians lined up and rushed forward.

The cavalry penetrated the formation of the Tyrians almost without hindrance. The magic spells used continuously by several legion leaders made it impossible for them to think about fighting.

And the Egyptians did not fight to the death. They hacked to death those who were close at hand, but they didn't care about those who were a little farther away, and they didn't have time to attack the horses pulling the carts.

——But when the cavalry of less than 10,000 people broke through the formation and went away, and the infantry behind them arrived late, the eyes of the Tyrians gradually became fierce.

"Adjust the formation - release arrows!"

I don't know who gave the order, and the rain of arrows blasted into the sky.

The line of chariots that had been knocked out of Tire closed up again, stopping the infantry one by one.

About 4,000 to 5,000 infantry, facing the raging Tyrians in front and the flaming forest behind them, were caught in a dilemma!

"Our brothers!"

An Egyptian soldier running ahead looked back and couldn't help exclaiming: "The Tyrians are beating our brothers!"

But Renebo yelled: "I can't control so much! One who can run is one—"

After that, he paused but added loudly: "If they are smart, they can get into the fire and escape from the south of the forest! The chariots of the Tyrians are made of wood, and they dare not go in!"

In his arms was Kinubal, who was crying loudly to find his father, but his arms were as strong as steel, and children under ten years old couldn't get rid of his arms at all.

—His father, Hada, was among the intercepted infantry behind him!

Of course, this is also the instruction of Renebo. When Hada Pharaoh threatened him, he had already decided not to spare his life.

So someone in the first charge pulled Hada off his horse and gave his horse to a general. The Egyptians ignored his cries and passed him.

But Hada did not die because of this.

With the help of the people around him as a cover for bows and arrows, he fled towards the forest. He was also carrying the corpse of a young man who weighed less, using it as a shield.

As a result, under the arrow rain of the Tyreans, he escaped abruptly. The young man who had been hit by three or four arrows was thrown into the fire casually by him, and his blood-soaked clothes were hastily cut off with a knife along with part of his flesh, and he threw it on his body and dived into the flames.

"still have a chance…"

Gritting his teeth tightly, he crawled forward until he reached the fire-free zone, then he got up and stumbled towards the south.

He heard it—there's no fire in the woods over there in the south! Even if there is fire, it does not necessarily mean that there is no way to escape!

At least kill a few people at random, and sprinkle blood on the clothes to cross the short flame zone. In short, it is much better to meet the overwhelming arrow rain...

Hada was panting loudly, coughing and running forward, his heart was full of anger.

"...Solomon, you're plotting against me!"

He whispered, his voice hoarse.

This revenge, no matter what, no matter how long it takes, must be avenged!

— No, not just Solomon! And Renebo, the **** who wanted to kill himself!

"Didn't expect it, I'm not dead yet..."

He laughed in a low voice **** ho, his whole body was full of blood, like an evil ghost returning from hell.

——Just one thing, Hada is not clear at the moment.

That's what happened to the people who escaped from the fire-free zone to the south.

If he rushed out more than ten meters at this time, he would be able to see the 8,000 cavalry waiting in front of the upwind—of course, not the Egyptians, but Solomon's.

They spread out and fired methodically in batches at the only gap.

Those soldiers who had just rushed out of the forest that had turned into a sea of ​​flames, coughing and running away from the dense fog, were thrown by the soldiers flying from nowhere before their formation was reorganized or even saw the sun outside. Arrows took their lives.

And in the center of everyone is Marshal Binaya who is fully armed.

"Siege the dense forest on three sides with fire, leaving only the most difficult road. Then you can leave their horses in the forest and change them from cavalry soldiers to infantry. And you should divide into groups and send those who rushed out of the forest People intercepted and killed."

"Thick smoke and flames will ensure that no one will hide in the woods, and leaving the side to ventilate will make the fire bigger... and give them hope that they will not hide in and wait to die with their precious horses, or panic Eyes go crazy and cut down trees and rush out of the flames."

Benaiah recalled the prophecy that Solomon had spoken before leaving, and was filled with awe.

But it is almost time for these people to realize that something is wrong. Even though thick smoke obscured their vision, those wailing sounds could not be intercepted.

Although the shouts behind made the scene into chaos, when the number of people decreased a little, those wailing voices could not be concealed. Although they still can only run forward, they will inevitably be a little wary.

Until then, it's time for hand-to-hand combat

Solomon on the other side looked forward, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Let's hurry up."

He turned his head to Yastalu and Gaza and said casually: "Then it's time for me to play."

"Don't worry about those Edomite spies... Teacher?"

Gaza asked in confusion: "If you speed up, will the sound be too loud?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, Gaza."

Solomon said calmly, "The Edomites don't care anymore."