Chapter 142: The Storming of Rome (14)
But it was too late, and the Dionian cavalry quickly rushed to the front, and when the spears stabbed the light infantry, the cavalry quickly let go of their hands, and then drew their elongated Greek sabers (the Dionian cavalry, unlike the infantry, was not equipped with short swords, but used Greek sabers more than a meter long, which was convenient for slashing the enemy on horses, more conducive to combat, and not easy to fall off their horses), waving in their hands, very experienced in driving the frightened light infantry, allowing them to charge the middle of the Roman army. Vertices
At this time, Paulus, who knew that the squadrons on both flanks could not arrive in time, were already mobilizing the various squadrons located at the rear of the center, and although he knew that this would seriously affect the operations of the soldiers in the front of the center, it was imperative to block these routs and cavalry first, and prevent them from rushing the array in the center.
The Roman army, which was based on squadrons, showed its flexibility at this point, and under Paulus's orders, several squadron leaders quickly commanded their soldiers to turn around and rush to the rear, trying to rearrange themselves in formation.
However, hundreds of light infantry, driven by the Dionian cavalry and rushing like headless flies, crowded with them, and even pushed down the Roman soldiers who stood in their way in order to flee for their lives.
The light infantry and the Roman heavy infantry crowded together, while the Dionian cavalry on the periphery swung their sabers and slashed at them, adding to the confusion.
"Stab these light infantry! Hit them to the ground! ......" Paulus cried out in frustration, and was the first to swing his spear and stab at one of the light infantry who had burst in front of him.
The Roman heavy infantry had to follow suit and stab down the light infantry that had fought side by side and now left them in a difficult situation, but the chaos was not immediately resolved.
Paulus stabbed the rout and shouted for the army to regroup.
And at this moment, he heard the panicked shouts of the soldiers: "Enemy! Another enemy is coming!! ……”
Paulus's heart sank, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and looked ahead, his eyes passed through the gap of the Dionian cavalry, and he saw a black horizontal line appear on the land in the distance, and it was moving forward rapidly, and as it moved, the black line continued to lengthen and widen......
Paulus, who had led his troops many times, knew that this was the illusion of sight caused by the dense infantry phalanx moving in the distance, and this unified, stark black color clearly showed that this army could never be Romans or Latins, which completely made Paulus feel that there was no trace of luck in his heart.
At that moment, he felt that his heart was empty, his hands and feet had no support, and his body could fall at any time.
At this moment, the subordinates beside him hurriedly said: "General, the enemy's reinforcements are coming, and our defeat is decided, so it's better to withdraw first!" ”
"Yes, let's get out of here! No matter how late it is, you won't be able to leave! ......" the guards, made up of his people and diners, also persuaded him.
Walk?! Rome is gone, where else can it go?! …… Paulus had a painful look on his face, he remembered the miserable years when the Celts had conquered Rome more than ten years ago, and his young self had been displaced, and a force rose from the bottom of his heart, and he replied firmly: "No, I will fight to the death with the enemies who invaded Rome here, just like the Febius family did in the past!" ”
He raised the bayonet in his hand and shouted: "For the sake of Rome, fight to the death!" ”
Enjoying all the benefits provided by the clan on weekdays, now the heir of the patriarch has issued a call, according to Roman tradition, these clansmen and diners must of course swear to follow, so the guards have shouted one after another: "For Rome, fight to the death!" ……”
Their shouts infected the rest of the hoplites, who followed suit: "For the sake of Rome, fight to the death!! ……”
For a time, the morale of the Romans was high.
In front of them, the light infantry were still panicking, and the Theorian cavalry had begun to retreat to the flanks, making room for the attack of the Deonian reserve legionnaires in the rear.
The newly arrived Dionian army was soon unveiled to the Roman soldiers, lined up in a dense and neat phalanx, marching forward with their heads held high, apparently with good reserves of physical strength, and their array was about a mile long, which showed that they were not small.
"Woo! ......" the trumpets sounded, and the Dionian soldiers, shouting the name of Hades, accelerated forward.
"Prepare for battle!" Paulus, who was standing in the forefront, clenched the shield gun in his hand and said in a deep voice, by this time, he had put life and death on the line.
But at this time, there was some confusion among the soldiers behind him.
The Dioonian soldiers, who had been fighting in the middle of the Roman flank, also heard this trumpet and suddenly intensified their attack, and the Roman center had already been weakened, so the soldiers were forced to retreat, only to encounter the rear soldiers who were preparing to defend.
By this time, Dionia's reinforcements had approached within 30 meters, and they quickly threw their javelins, and they took out their bayonet guns and began the final charge.
The Roman army was caught in a two-sided attack......
Paulus and his guards, as well as the soldiers around him, wanted to fight to the death, but for most of the Roman civilians who had only been given land and become heavy infantry only a few months earlier, their loyalty to Rome was far less strong.
When the trumpets of the enemy in the rear sounded, and when the reinforcements of Dionya rushed in like a tidal wave, some of the Roman soldiers who saw this scene were shaken, and their flight soon caused the entire army to break up.
Adoris, who was in the middle of the Heavy Infantry Brigade of the Second Legion, suddenly noticed that his comrades in front of him, who had been almost immobile all the time, began to stride forward.
"Chase! Chase! The enemy has fled! ......" cheers from his comrades lifted his spirits, and he, like the rest of the soldiers, strode forward.
On the outside of the right flank, the Roman army's rout from the center had not yet reached this point, and the Roman heavy infantry was still attacking, and they were fended off by the newly arrived Dionian light armoured brigade and the court guards led by Klotocatax.
The light armor against the heavy infantry, of course, the Dioonians will suffer, but the battle has just begun, and the gap is not yet visible.
However, for Klotocatax and the court guards, their armor and weapons were superior to those of the enemy, and the soldiers' eagerness to prove themselves gave them some advantage in the initial battle.
Influenced by the guards around him, Klotocatax is also actively attacking, small strides, shield tops, spear pokes, head down, shield blocks...... From childhood to adulthood, he has been training every day at school and at home for more than ten years, and the military skills that have been integrated into his body are becoming more and more comfortable in fighting, and the constant poking of the bayonet spears of the enemy on the opposite side no longer makes him feel panicked, making him feel as if he is constantly practicing with Maltius, although he is nervous but does not pose danger.
His long shield once again blocked the enemy's bayonet spear, and suddenly stepped forward.
The enemy didn't have time to draw back his bayonet gun, and his body was a little unstable, revealing a gap.
Klotocatax immediately stabbed his bayonet forward with lightning speed.
The enemy hurriedly lowered his head, the sharp head of the spear was poking at the helmet, and the force transmitted by the body of the spear obviously made the enemy stunned.
At this moment of stunnedness, Klotocatax's instinctive right hand retracted slightly, and he quickly stabbed a second shot.
Stabbed the enemy in the face, the terrible scream and the terrible look on the enemy's face made Klotocatas stunned.
"Be careful!" The guard next to him shouted, and he heard the sound of "bulging", and the bayonet spear poked from the side was blocked by the long shield that the guard stretched out in time.
"Don't be distracted while fighting!" In an emergency, the guards did not care about the difference in identity and reminded loudly.
Crotokataks broke out in a cold sweat, the shame in his heart made him forget the discomfort of his first killing, and he made up for his previous mistake with a more fierce attack.
However, the resistance ahead suddenly weakened.
There was a commotion among the enemies in front, and soon they all turned and fled.
Klotocatax, who had not yet finished the battle, immediately followed his comrades and pursued them all the way.
At this time, the entire battlefield was still fighting except for the hundreds of soldiers led by Paulus, and the rest of the Roman soldiers had begun to flee.
But this was when the 1st and 2nd Cavalry Corps came into play, with thousands of Dionian cavalry galloping across the vast plains, wielding spears or sabers, chasing down the Roman routs who had thrown away their shields and guns because they had fled, and few Romans were believed to have escaped from the battlefield.
It didn't take long for the final resistance of the Romans to disappear as well.
Epitenis stood in front of Paulus's bloodied corpse, his towering red hat proving his identity.
"He's a warrior, but he's not smart enough!" Epitenis looked down, turned around, and said to the adjutant disappreciatively: "It's a general, bury him, and by the way, take off his helmet, and the Roman flag, these are our trophies!" ”
"Yes, General!"
At this time, Tolmide rode over.
Epitenis immediately smiled and said, "Tormid, have you come to congratulate me?" ”
"Immediately lead the army back to the camp and wait for His Majesty's instructions!" Tolmid said solemnly.
"In such a hurry, don't let the brothers take a breath?!" Epitenis said half-jokingly, half-complainingly.
"When the city of Rome is captured, you can rest as much as you want, but now that the other legions are attacking the city with all their might, there are dead and wounded soldiers all the time, time is very important to us, I don't think you are still in the mood to delay here."
Tormide's words made Epitenis's expression become serious, and he said loudly to the adjutant: "Blow the trumpet at once, and gather the brothers!" ”
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Indeed, as Davers expected, some of the Roman reinforcements from the south followed Paulus from the southwest of Rome, and some followed Megius from the southeast, but the scattered reinforcements that came one after another began to attack the Dionian camp from the south.