"General, the ironclad cavalry is coming soon!" One of Nicanor's soldiers shouted, and as he spoke, there was a commotion among the cavalry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whoever told you to shout, I'm not blind. Damn, it's a pity there's still a few rows of gunmen standing in the way. ”

"General, you go quickly, if you don't leave, it's too late, even if so many of us attack with all our strength, it won't have much effect, and there are still many brothers outside the formation, so I will lead the brothers who have already rushed into the formation to make a final attempt." Keep that last bit of blood. The adjutant said indignantly, and as Nicanor was about to say something, the adjutant immediately shouted: "Brothers, stay and fight with me in the phalanx if you are not afraid of death, and take the life of that little child." ”

Nikanoel looked at the lieutenant general, finally sighed, didn't say anything, and retreated with the rest of the men, although the ironclad cavalry was strong, but they were not good at pursuit, so they could only watch them leave helplessly, and then began to kill the remnants who had rushed into the formation.

"Hey!" The lieutenant threw a spear at Alexander. Yabris shouted "Be careful" and lunged at Alexander, and one of the cavalrymen died through his chest. Alexander simply hid under the imperial chariot, but fortunately he was clever, otherwise he would not have escaped death, because after the lieutenant threw it, almost all the cavalry threw their weapons at Alexander, and the imperial chariot was pierced with spears, and the shield that Arbris picked up to cover it was stuck with several spears in the night, and one spear penetrated his left leg, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

The cavalry threw their weapons and meant the end of their mission, whether they succeeded or not, they had done their best, and they were powerless. They were all killed by the combined efforts of the ironclad cavalry and the cavalry attendants. Alexander looked at the angry lieutenant general and said lightly: "Although the position is different, he is loyal and commendable, so let's bury him after the battle." ”

Alexandus's infantry continued to advance, and Antigonus's cavalry and archers could not stop him at all, so they could only try to delay him. But Alexand was still not satisfied with this, and simply ordered all to turn to the right and rush to the right flank of Antigonus with all his might, believing that as long as one wing was breached, victory was close at hand, and there was no need to attack Antigonus's central army. The full force of several thousand men was also very powerful, and it did not take long for them to break through the blockade of the Macedonian cavalry left behind by Nikanor.

Due to the very small space along the coast, the numerical superiority of Phileteros was not brought into play. Ottolicus's cavalry and the other side fought inseparably, it was completely a fight for attrition, from time to time there were fireballs smashed over, morale was relatively low, at this time he saw a large group of people rushing towards him, he couldn't help but panic, next to the sea, in front of the enemy, on the left is a friendly army, if the other party blocked the back road, then there will be no place to escape, and so many people killed, although they can still transfer some troops to resist, but he thinks that the hope of victory is already very small.

At this time, Philaeculus sent an order, asking him to send a part of the cavalry around the opponent's flank and wait for the opportunity to attack, which made Ottolicus secretly happy, he had already thought about it, he would fight when he could fight later, and he would be the first to run when he saw that the situation was unfavorable, and he would not be able to accompany them to die, but he did not dare to blatantly say to Phileteros that if the other party knew that he had this idea now, he was afraid that his life would be lost, and it was not easy to kill a person on the battlefield.

Phileteros also drew all the Thracian mercenaries to defend against Alexandre's legions from the front. But the morale and strength of the Thracian mercenaries are limited, even if Alexander has divided half of them to deal with the pursuers behind, they still can't stop Alexander's offensive, Ottolicus saw Alexander so fierce, he didn't dare to attack, originally he attacked from the flank, even if he couldn't break Alexander's formation at once, but it could also cause some chaos and killing, but this timid guy had already begun to think about how to escape at this time, if he ran out of soldiers, Who will escort him when the time comes?

As the melee between the two sides began, the "boom" gradually began to weaken, and the balance of victory gradually tilted in Alexander's side, and it was good that Antigonus's army had held out for so long under the flanking attack. With the collapse of the Thracian mercenaries, Philetellus's infantry was flanked in front and rear, and this time Phileteros was out of line, although he could still send some spearmen to resist Alexander, but this refueling tactic only lasted for a while, and Ottolicus couldn't even see the figure, which made him very anxious, he didn't want to withdraw, he didn't want to let himself be the cause of the defeat in this battle. He decided to hold on as long as he could, anyway, as long as he tried his best, he couldn't say anything to others when the time came.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain, and the balance maintained by the two armies is actually very fragile, and any small reason may break the original calm, and once this balance is broken, the crisis of the weak side will expand indefinitely, so that it will be completely defeated or even completely annihilated, just like a wooden barrel full of water, it does not matter how soft and broken the plank is, but as long as even the thinner plank suddenly cracks or breaks, the water will flow out in a roar until it runs dry. Antigonus's right flank was not able to withstand the attack from both sides, and half of the infantry of Philaeandros were killed and half captured, and he had to flee with the remaining Macedonian cavalry.

Tellesfloss saw the right wing collapse, and his face turned green. He immediately ordered all the archers to rush over to block Alexander's and Alexander's left flank, and the order to send them to death stunned the soldiers and joked that there was no difference between letting them and the light infantry go to hand-to-hand combat with each other and send them to death. Tellersforos also came to his senses, knowing that there was nothing to do, so he could only concentrate all the cavalry to charge, and he only hoped that the Chinese army could make a breakthrough. But this hope was obviously disappointed, less than 2,000 cavalry in the face of the opponent's more than 6,000 infantry and more than 1,000 cavalry had no chance of winning, and retreated back in less than a moment, the Taranto cavalry was originally only a strengthened version of the javelin cavalry, in the face of such a large infantry formation, the mercenary leader simply followed in the footsteps of Phileteros, and the remaining Macedonian cavalry was unable to support it alone, and soon collapsed, but they were the descendants of Antigonus, and they gathered together in the Chinese army.

Antigonus was fighting with the royal spearmen when he heard that the right wing had collapsed like five thunderbolts. The Chinese front became unstable, some were able to hold on, others were beaten and retreated, and the phalanx began to disengage from each other, and Amyntas, Dokamos, and Attalus knew that victory was in sight and did not care about this, and ordered the soldiers to just rush forward. At this time, the Syrian servants also came to join in the fun, and they came to the front through the gap between the phalanx, and at this time only the infantry under the command of Antigonus was still fighting against the royal spearmen. The light infantry threw javelins at Antigonus, who was being killed inextricably from the other side, his face covered in blood, his helmet long gone, and his hair scattered.

Suddenly, a javelin struck, hitting Antigonus's right temple, and without even screaming, a generation of heroes fell to the ground and died on the spot. Everyone was stunned, whether it was the royal spearmen or the infantry of their friends, they all stopped what they were doing and froze there. Suddenly, one of the fellow infantry men wailed, and then several more of them lay on Antigonus's body and wept.

Hercules saw all this and did not take advantage of the fire. He remembered that when he was very young, the man in front of him had taken the mother and son to Pergamum, and every few years he would see him with something to see them, and the last time was not long after the last Babylonian war, and because of the capture of Dmitry, Antigonus, accompanied by Neakas, came to tell him that he was free. Hercules suddenly found that his eyes were moist, and he didn't know why he was crying, Antigonus didn't have any kindness to him, and it was just because their mother and son were useful. Maybe it's more because of the sympathy that came from seeing the generals under the former father and the current generation of heroes die unexpectedly like this.