Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 117: The Rebirth of Ghosts and Gods! Defeat the Enemy with Power

Duncan directly divided the land equally on the spot!

Not only did he bring many followers with him in this battle, he also brought the one-star golden mathematician. He first cleared the conquered territory, then counted the population, and distributed land to the lowest class of slaves in society.

What surprised Duncan a little was that there were still thousands of Britons in the Pict tribe that was wiped out yesterday!

They were all slaves.

The situation of these people is a bit like when the Huns, Mongols and Manchus invaded the Central Plains, looting the local population and taking them back to use as slaves. As for women, of course they were used as wives, concubines and female slaves. Most of the captured women were pregnant with Pictish children, and the oldest woman had even been captured for nearly twenty years.

Most of the British women who were abducted that year have died. She is the only one who survived to this day. She looks very old. She gave birth to a son for a Pict noble in her early years, but during the last invasion, both father and son died under the sword of the Saxon guards.

This is the epitome of the times.

Since the withdrawal of the imperial army in 410 AD, the Picts have frequently gone south to plunder England, stealing property and plundering people. Men basically do not survive long and will be exhausted to death, or even tortured and killed for human sacrifice.

As for women, if they were more obedient, they could live longer, but they still had to serve the Pict warriors and their wives. Their status was similar to that of female slaves who could be bought and sold at will. After a few years, they would no longer be in human form, and some of them would even commit suicide because they could not bear it.

The barbarian invasion from Scotland focused on stealing money and women, and rarely occupied English land. These thousands of British slaves were all snatched back not long ago.

No wonder the population of the British province has decreased so drastically.

Chief's Hall.

Duncan summoned some British slaves. After a moment's silence, he said to his advisors, "Those who wish to stay will be given equal land."

"If they want to go back, give them some food and let them go."

After saying this, he turned to look at Kulin beside him and said in a serious tone, "So, this tribe only has less than 3,000 Picts?"

Kulin thought for a moment and nodded: "It should be."

hiss.

The ratio of explosive soldiers is a bit high.

A small tribe of 3,000 people was able to organize more than 500 people to launch a counterattack against the vanguard troops. The ratio of soldiers was close to six to one, and women and children had to be counted. Almost every family had a qualified barbarian warrior.

No wonder the Picts were able to go south and plunder England one after another. This situation is a bit like the Qing Dynasty, when the captured population was used as productivity to liberate professional warriors.

Most of the captured people found it difficult to escape back to Hadrian's Wall.

"There are at least tens of thousands of British slaves here, and many mixed-race children, but they have received traditional Pictish education and are almost like barbarians."

Duncan held his chin in his hand, lost in thought.

After a moment, he stood up and said, "Cullin, Galavan, Clegane."

"Each of you will lead a group of elite troops and follow me to attack Aiel. We will find an opportunity to annihilate the main force of the Picts."

"Edmondson, Gaillard, Chatwin, you will lead a group of Highland swordsmen and find a way to capture the second sacred forest near Berwick."

"The Druid Order will cooperate with you."

"The rest of you stay behind."

Take steady steps and move forward cautiously.

Duncan did not intend to attack Huanglong directly. He wanted to distribute land equally along the way and directly undermine the ruling foundation of the Pict chiefs. Some British garrisons would also be stationed in the local areas, and the liberated slaves would directly form militia units on the spot.

There is only one word that comes to mind: kill!

Duncan's bottom line was that he could accept the complete conquest of Scotland at the cost of eliminating one-third of the population and solving the problem of barbarian invasions on the British Isles once and for all.

If you want to fight, beat them into submission!
They were beaten so hard that they lost all their temper.

The next day the army advanced again. In fact, it had to fight all the way to the Antonine Wall before it could be considered to have truly invaded Scotland.

At this time, many Pictish tribes were also gathering their troops and rushing towards the Antonine border wall.

Duncan personally led 3,000 elite troops to advance. Perhaps because of the lessons learned from the previous incident, the small Pict tribes behind him did not resist. The chiefs and nobles fled directly to the rear, leaving a group of civilian slaves behind. What's more, some of them even massacred some British slaves in order to take revenge and intimidate.

This is courting death!

Their tribe will surely be punished by Duncan.

In the area from Hadrian's Wall to the Antonine Wall, this land belonged to the most powerful Pictish tribe, led by Drest I, a barbarian leader with a little fame and legend.

Dimensional space.

On Duncan's strategic map, he saw a barbarian army gathering and ambushing in the direction of Alan.

"ambush?"

"There's something, but it's useless to me."

In the projection page, there are ambushes in the mountains and forests on all sides. The Picts are good at mountain jungle warfare. They can hide and lurk in the dense forests and suddenly rush out to catch the enemy off guard.

Pict means 'the painted one' or 'the one with the tattooed back'.

——Pictish Totem Warrior (Forest Hide) (Terrible Charge) (Inspiring Battle Cry) (1 star).

——Black Sword Warrior (Forest Hide) (Terrible Charge) (Fearless) (Two Stars).

——Pictish Head Thrower (Forest Hidden) (Induces Fear) (One star silver-gray).

- Pictish Barbarian Light Infantry (Forest Hiding) (Battlecry).

Mountain special forces?
These Pict warriors are somewhat similar to the Wu Dang Flying Army of the late Shu Han Dynasty. Their characteristics are that they are good at crossing mountains and ridges, which makes them suitable for mountain warfare and jungle warfare. They are also very good at ambushing. When the battlefield is in a mountainous area, even the elite legions of the empire are at a great disadvantage facing them.

"If I didn't have a God's perspective, I would have been ambushed by them!"

Duncan's expression also became more serious. He ordered the guards beside him, "Send someone to inform Edmundson immediately and tell them to be careful of the Pictish ambush."

The forest ahead is lush and green.

The population was small in this era, and the barbarian territories that were not developed were all large areas of dense forests.

There was hardly a single person to be seen on all sides, but who would have thought that two thousand elite soldiers were already ambushed here? Those Picts all had tattoos on their bodies, similar to camouflage colors. When hiding in the jungle, they could also transmit signals by imitating birds and beasts, and they could not be discovered unless they were close enough.

No wonder the Imperial Legion gave up after fighting a few times.

These enemies are elusive and have a natural protective coloration.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Duncan narrowed his eyes slightly, expanded the strategic map, and quickly locked onto the location of the enemy leader.

——Drest I (barbarian military leader) (leader unit) (divine protection) (famous) (famous plunderer) (three-star gold)!

——Pictish Headhunter Guard (Headhunter) (Black Sword) (Death Soldier) (Two-star silver-gray)!
The Chief's Guard is a little different.

When Duncan focused his attention, it read: 'The Picts liked to cut off the heads of their enemies and hang them around their waists. While frightening the enemy, according to Celtic culture, it also brought them courage and anger. This is the origin of the Headhunter Guards, a group of the most fearless beasts.'

Duncan had some impression of headhunting because the Gallic warriors under his command would sometimes enter the "headhunting state", that is, after killing the enemy, they would cut off the head and hang it around their waist.

When he and the Franks joined forces to strangle the Hunnic raiders, some fools who charged without permission had five or six enemy heads hung around their waists, like a circle of belt pendants. Their own people were too frightened to approach, and it also slowed their running speed. Almost all Pictish barbarian warriors had a "may charge without permission" mark.

They had no discipline and defeated the enemy with their bravery.

"Let Kulin lead the way to lure the enemy out."

Duncan checked the nearby terrain on the strategic map and quickly found a hillside. He said in a deep voice, "Gallic sworn warriors, follow me!"

"Have the Camelot Highland Swordsmen take the hillside ahead. Once the enemy launches an attack, immediately form a pincer attack on them."

Gallic warriors are better at fighting in mountain and jungle battles.

Duncan dismounted and led a group of dozens of Gallic warriors to go behind the enemy and lock onto Drest's direction. He wanted to capture the Pict leader alive.

It is a bit difficult to capture Meng Huo seven times, but you can still give it a try to capture the barbarian chief three times.

But he wanted to wipe out this elite force.

Duncan only released a commander without troops, so that he could gather more barbarian troops for a decisive battle, so as to avoid playing hide-and-seek with them in the jungle. As for the enemy troops, he would destroy as many as came, and continued to fight until the Picts had no strength to fight anymore.

A mountain breeze blew by.

Cullin led the British Imperial Legion in the front. The road conditions in Scotland were extremely bad. It was basically primitive jungle, and the simple muddy road could only accommodate several people side by side. When they passed a mountain trail, suddenly bursts of strange war roars came from all directions!

next second.

Heads were thrown all over the sky.

"careful!"

"Enemy attack!"

Kulin raised his shield to block in an instant, and a human head hit his shield, leaving a pool of foul-smelling liquid on it. Thousands of human heads were thrown out from the dark jungle walls on both sides, some of which hit the legion soldiers directly, causing some recruits to scream in fear, and some even vomited repeatedly.

——British Imperial Legion (morale shaken) (frightened)!
Even though they were prepared, this wave of head attacks frightened many people. The veterans of the Imperial Legion were fine, as they were used to seeing dead bodies, but the morale of the reorganized recruits was a little shaken.

This fighting style is too brutal and ordinary soldiers cannot withstand it.

"Form a formation! Raise your shields!"

Fortunately, the centurions began to play a role at this time. With the roar of the veterans, the recruits quickly gathered and formed a shield wall of more than ten people on the spot to block the rain of heads thrown at them.

But all this is just the appetizer.

The Picts' first wave of head attacks was mainly to undermine morale and scare the enemy, and then they would launch a "terrifying charge like a mad beast."

Waves of strange roars were heard.

The dense jungle was filled with rustling sounds, followed by a rain of arrows. Barbarian soldiers with hideous faces and tattoos all over their bodies kept emerging from the darkness. Some of them were even bare-chested, and even their faces were covered in colorful patterns. They looked like a group of evil spirits.

"Javelin ready!"

"put!"

A volley of javelins was thrown, but the nearby jungle was densely covered with trees, so the damage caused was extremely limited. It was only a chance for a round of javelin throwing, and the Pict jungle warriors in the front rushed up like beasts to engage in close combat.

In such terrain, the Imperial Legion could not deploy its shield formation and could only form teams of three or five, with each supporting their backs, to resist attacks from all directions.

This was basically a jungle brawl, and the Imperial Legion's discipline was difficult to demonstrate.

In the forest, war cries rang out one after another.

It was unknown how many enemies there were, and even though the Imperial Legion had been prepared in advance, it still fell into a little chaos. Fortunately, most of them were elite veterans, and they immediately stabilized their formation after the fight.

"follow me!"

As soon as the enemy's ambush was launched, Duncan took action immediately.

He led the Gallic Oath Warriors to charge towards Drest. At the same time, on the high slope on the side, a team of indigo highland swordsmen with tattoos all over their bodies launched an attack on the enemy's rear.

The situation suddenly reversed, and the Pictish jungle warriors were attacked from both sides.

"Where did this army come from?"

"A mountain swordsman from the Kingdom of Camelot?" Drest's face changed not far away.

Unlike the Imperial Legion, the Indigo Highland Swordsmen of the Kingdom of Camelot were equally adept at melee combat. They brandished their swords and killed people in all directions. Some of them held shields, while others used two-handed swords. The Pict warriors who were besieging Kulin and others were attacked from both sides and were surrounded. As long as their rear formation was disrupted, their morale would be shaken.

The ambush turned into an ambush!
Drest was a little confused for a moment. He didn't know how the enemy discovered the ambush and set up another ambush without them noticing.

Duncan's figure also flew out at this moment. The Gallic sworn warriors behind him could hardly keep up. He suddenly took out a Flan throwing axe. At the moment when the surrounding trees quickly retreated, accompanied by the whistling sound of breaking through the air, the headhunter guards beside Drest also had their heads split open.

What a powerful force!

The thrown Fran flying axe was like a heavy chop from both hands, and the white brain matter flowed out.

"There are still enemies here!" The voice of a headhunter's guard trembled slightly.

He didn't know why either.

Just seeing Duncan's figure, these headhunting guards, who were known for their fearlessness and bravery, felt an indescribable fear.

That ghostly man!

The shadow of death has enveloped them, and their wild and frantic instincts have turned into horror.

kill!

The Gallic sworn warriors let out waves of fanatical war cries.

Duncan had already charged forward on his own, so naturally they had to follow closely behind.

Sonorous.

The Oathkeeper's longsword was unsheathed, and Duncan held the shield in one hand. At the moment of charging, he was like a runaway dump truck. With a shield strike, he knocked the headhunter's guards who were blocking the way in front of him into the air, almost flying two or three high. When the body fell to the ground, the chest was already sunken, and only blood kept gushing out of the mouth.

Is that human being? !

Drest's face turned pale with fear. He was terrified after just one round of fighting. He had heard of Duncan's reputation, but the rumors didn't say he was so terrifying!

——Combat Style: Decapitation.

A human head flew up.

Blood spurted out wildly.

Duncan did not have the Sword of Promised Victory in this battle. That sword had other uses, but it was enough for the Oathkeepers to deal with them. The barbarian soldiers rarely wore heavy armor. He grabbed the headless corpse on the ground and swung the corpse, weighing more than 100 pounds, by the feet and swept it across like a windmill.

boom!
In a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and the headhunter guards who rushed up were knocked back by the corpses of their companions.

With Duncan's current physical condition, he is simply a god descending to the earth. Anything in his hands is a deadly weapon. Jungle fighting is more suitable for him to rush into the crowd and start a fierce fighting. It was a little difficult for him before, but today, even if Xiang Yu and Lu Bu are alive, he can still compete with them.

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(End of this chapter)