Publius Canis Atreus told the centurions on the side that the unknown enemy they had encountered was very good at using the tactics of long-range attacks - in the previous battle, the opponent was not involved in the white-knuckle battle at all!

While it's hard to imagine a battle without melee combat for the technological level of this native civilization – that's just the way it is.

When Centurion Atrus spoke again about the power of those weapons, which could easily penetrate armor and shields without skill, none of the centurions present did not show a look of surprise.

However, this was not the point of Centurion Atrus - what really shocked him was a more powerful weapon.

"That weapon, some like a small battering ram, mounted on a shelf with wheels. "Centurion Atrus, briefly described the weapon to the people on the side—as for the specifics of the weapon, no one would look closely at it in the heat of battle.

"Battering ram?" a centurion on the side showed a puzzled expression, "It wasn't a siege before, so why put the battering ram on the front line?"

The centurion didn't understand this strange and seemingly stupid act.

"No, no, no, listen to me, that thing is not a battering ram at all! That thing is much more terrible than a battering ram!" Centurion Atreus's next sentence shocked everyone present, "That thing can make a thunderous sound! Those enemies, use that thing as a trebuchet, I mean, that thing has a similar effect to a trebuchet! But it is much more powerful than a trebuchet - even a single attack can destroy more than 20 of us!" If our phalanx had been hit by that thing several times, it would have been almost annihilated!

The room, which had been filled with all kinds of whispered discussions, suddenly fell silent amid the constant emphasis of Atrus's words.

Shock and fear of the unknown filled the room.

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"Well, that's the way it is. That's all I know about those weapons, and we don't know anything about how they work. It's a terrible weapon...... anyway," Centurion Atrus said to the people around him.

At this point, Centurion Atrus paused, looked around at the people around him, then adjusted his tone slightly, and said, "Okay...... Blindly being scared is naturally not good, I think, I should give my advice on action. ”

The focus of the next battle is to find a way to avoid the opponent's long-range attacks - perhaps it would be more appropriate to use melee weapons against those unknown enemies - after all, they only look to be wearing cloth clothing, and they are not wearing metal armor, so their protection against swords will naturally be weaker.

After a brief discussion, Centurion Atreus's proposal was quickly endorsed by the centurions around him.

According to the plan of the fortress chief, they will fight another battle to drive the invaders from the land.

Taking into account the combat experience of this time, and also taking into account the previous "command centurion", having died in the previous battle, the centurion Atrus, in the next battle, will serve as the new "command centurion".

According to the plan of the fortress commander, Atrus, who "commanded the centurion", would lead three auxiliary sword-throwing infantry phalanxes, two short spear phalanxes, two spear phalanxes, and two shock cavalry teams of forty men each for the next move.

In addition, the Fort's Governor said that he would also request support from nearby forts as a backup force for the operation.

"It doesn't seem simple. At the end of the discussion, the governor of the fortress said, "Wait, I have to write a letter and have the messenger deliver it to the governor." ”

The surrounding centurions also realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Alright, that's all for today's discussion. The fortress chief stood up and looked at the centurions around him, "Everyone can hurry up and get ready." ”

The centurions discussed the matter as they walked out of the governor's office.

The relaxed tone when they talk and laugh on weekdays is different, but the tone of these people talking today is extremely serious, and it is obviously a little nervous.

The commander of the fortress looked at the captain of the soldiers on the side of the room: "You should also hurry up and take precautions - you also heard just now, how strong the combat power of those strangers is!

"Yes!" With that, the captain of the soldiers walked out of the room quickly, ready to deploy his defenses.

The chief of the fortress walked to the window and looked inside the fortress.

It's dinner time, but no one seems to be in a hurry to eat right away—no one is paying attention to that right now.

The centurions had already asked their soldiers to quickly assemble in an open space within the fortress and tell all the soldiers what they had said.

The loud voices of the centurions downstairs echoed through the fortress against the backdrop of the soldiers' chatter.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the chamber of the fortress chief, shining on the nervous face of the fortress chief.

The Governor of the Fortress looked at the sky in the distance with those eyes full of unknown......

The battle that followed, for the commander of the fortress, was full of unknowns.

At present, no one knows what kind of situation the future battle will be and what direction it will develop......