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"Follow the defensive deployment we trained earlier, and act now!" Davers immediately gave orders to the various company commanders.

The captains of each company began to methodically direct their subordinates into the assigned positions:

"The 1st Heavy Infantry Company follows me up to the wooden wall on the east side of the North Gate!"

"Brothers of the 2nd Heavy Infantry Company, follow me to the wooden wall on the north side of the south gate!"

"Brothers of the 3rd Heavy Infantry Company, come with me to the playground! Damn hurry! ”

"The archers of the 1st Light Infantry Company, led by the detachment leader, go up to the various posts on the south side!"

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Soon, the soldiers were in place, and only the rout group surrounded by the convoy remained.

"How many are there?" Davers asked Phellisius, who had just come over to appease.

"Quite a few! Nearly four hundred, most of them freedmen, and most of them were unarmed. Pherisius said.

"Mersis!" Davers shouted.

Mersis hurried over.

"How many javelins do we have left?"

"Five hundred and twenty-six. It's been the last two days that the blacksmith in Turiyi has done it expeditiously, and all the money we make in the market is spent on the manufacture of these weapons......" Mersis complained.

Davers didn't have the heart to listen to his nagging at the moment, and said to Felicius: "Give each of them a javelin, and then assign a few people to each detachment and let them also participate in the defense!" ”

"Got it!" Phellisius walked towards the routers.

Mersis stood still.

Davers understood what he was hesitating about, and immediately said, "The javelins are used up, and they have to be taken back, and didn't the Lucarians send us weapons!" ”

Mersis smiled at this point, and he immediately ordered the slaves to carry their weapons to the baggage camp, but out of trust in Davers, he did not consider the danger that the mercenaries might not be able to repel the enemy, and the camp would be captured.

The mercenaries stood behind the wooden wall, equally unconcerned, calmly watching the waves of enemies rushing towards the camp, and having the leisure to educate the recruits.

"Now, do you think it's necessary to build such a complex camp?" Mattonis asked with a smile.

"It's so necessary!" Ktipps said excitedly, "I hope these native barbarians can taste the power of those traps I dug now!" ”

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The mercenaries leaned against the wooden wall, hurrying to recover the stamina they had expended; While preparing to watch a good show with great interest. And the fifth company of the heavy infantry of Shilos, since they had not participated in the battle before, now they wanted the enemy to rush over and fight them immediately.

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As soon as the warriors of Pikosis separated from Grummentum's troops, they continued to pursue them eastward.

Gneinat ran at the front, and the mercenary camp was already in front of him, and he shouted: "Rush in! Kill them all! ”

The warriors roared, and their exhaustion seemed to be dispelled in the roar, and they moved forward faster.

"Company Commander, the Lucanians are already less than two hundred meters away from the camp!" The leader of the archer squad on the sentry tower shouted to Alpuns on the ground.

"Remind me again when it's a hundred meters!" Alponse replied, turning to the slingers behind him, and ordered: "Get ready!

Because the walkway behind the wooden wall was too narrow, the slingers could not use it, so they had to come under the wall. At this moment, one by one, they silently took out an egg-sized stone from the skin pouch around their waists and put it into the net pocket in the middle of the catapult.

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One hundred meters!

The soldiers on the wooden wall had their eyes fixed on the front, and they couldn't help but cheer when they saw a lot of Lucanians stepping into the area.

Gneinat didn't know what the Greeks in the camp were called, and he subconsciously lifted the round shield in his hand. During the pursuit, many warriors threw away the round shield because it was too heavy and affected the speed, and he still held it all the time.

"Greeks, I'll silence you for a while!" He whispered viciously, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his right foot.

"There are traps!" He was startled and instinctively withdrew his foot, but a more intense pain came over him that he could barely speak. When I looked down, I saw that a large piece of flesh had been torn off from my right calf, and it was bleeding nonstop. Peeling aside the weeds, an iron thorn about 30 centimeters long, with a sharp tip and a barb was stuck obliquely in the soil, and he pulled hard, but he couldn't pull it out, and dug open the compacted soil, only to see that the lower end of the thorn was tightly welded into a piece of wood, buried deep in the soil, no wonder it could tear off the flesh so forcefully.

"Vicious Greeks! ......" Gneinat cursed, tore a piece of linen from his body, wrapped his wounded leg, propped himself up with a spear, endured the pain, and shouted: "Be careful, there is an iron hook on the ground!!" ”

It was too late for him to warn, and many of the soldiers fell to the ground, screaming and screaming, while the mercenaries on the wooden wall shouted loudly when they heard the screams of the enemy: "The meat hook has worked!" Another one fell! ……”

The veterans would complacently tell the recruits that this was the work of the Davests leader, which made the recruits have another awe of Davers. In fact, this was the standard configuration of the Romans in previous history, and Davers learned it at the Military History Forum, this kind of trap seems to be not very lethal, but in fact a foot injury, in the age of cold weapons, is enough to make a warrior ineffective.

Seeing this terrible situation, the Lucanian warriors who followed naturally became much more cautious, and they stooped down and searched carefully among the grass and rocks, and proceeded cautiously in order to avoid the terrible traps. Although the slingers could not see the enemy, the observation of the archers on the sentry tower, and the large number of Pixis warriors, so the accuracy was not low, and it was naturally impossible to pay attention to the ground under their feet to avoid the blows of the flying stones, so that the Pikosis warriors were either hit by flying stones or stabbed by iron hooks......

After a few dozen meters of hard work, they encountered an even more terrible trap - what the mercenaries called "Tombstones". It is a pit about 1.5 meters deep, with sharpened wooden stakes buried underneath, covered with floating earth, and if you accidentally step on it, the pointed wooden stakes are enough to pierce the soles of your feet under the action of gravity......

When the Grand Leader of Picosis Sincinag arrived, he saw countless soldiers lying on the ground covering their feet, and the other soldiers stood a hundred meters away from the enemy camp, their faces frightened and cowering......

"What's going on?! Why not attack?! Sincinag asked angrily as he looked at the countless clansmen who had fallen to the ground in pain.

"Father." Using his spear as a crutch, Geneinate walked up to him step by step, and said sadly: "The despicable Greeks have made many traps outside the camp, and we ...... Many of our warriors have been wounded and are not yet able to approach their camp. ”

"Warriors?! You cowards are worthy of being called warriors!! Sincinag's scolding made everyone around him bow their heads in shame.

Seeing that his most important son was injured and embarrassed, and his usually heroic expression was replaced by tiredness and decadence, Sincinag felt even more heartache, and his tone became softer: "How is your injury?" ”

"It's all flesh wounds, it's fine." Gneinert stiffened his grip and said, "It's just...... Our people have suffered too many casualties...... No...... Can't attack ...... anymore"

Sincinag nodded slightly, looked at the mercenary camp not far away, and remembered the casualties caused by these mercenaries to his soldiers, and a wave of hatred welled up in his heart: "Let the Bruti people go!" ”

After the retreat of the Greek army, the warriors of Vig City did not have the impulse of the Picosis to take revenge, so the pursuit was not fast, and they arrived at the same time as Sincinag, and the miserable appearance of the Pixis warriors was naturally in the eyes, but under the low eaves, they could not help but bow their heads, as the big leader of Vig City, Sedorum accepted Sincinag's order, and only made a request: to borrow the round shield of the Pikosis warriors.

Sincinag agreed.

The Picosis were angry with the Vigs, and they held their breath to prove that they were superior to the Picosis gangs, and they learned the lesson of the Pikosis and attacked only from this flat passage in front of the enemy's camp, which was not too wide. Armed with round shields and tightly guarding their heads, they lined up in a long line and marched cautiously......