"Luga! What are you doing! ”

Everyone was lined up except Arminius, who wanted to see that Luga was going to do something that he couldn't understand, and it was crazy.

"King Qin!"

Luga said coldly, raised his spear, and looked back at the five hundred ironclad cavalrymen behind him, who hid their faces in their masks, and couldn't see their faces clearly, and it was impossible to see whether the expressions on their faces were agreeable or extremely reluctant.

Soon, all the soldiers rode their horses to form a huge cone behind Luga, which proved that they had decided to follow Luga's back. In front of them, there is a battlefield where tens of thousands of people are fighting, and it is still possible to disrupt the Sassanid army and let them suffer the enemy on their backs, but it is difficult for some strong people to directly penetrate it.

Luga was at the front of the cone, and at the front of the pack was the first to rush into the Sassanid army, so who could guarantee that he wasn't the first to die? As Augustus's close guard, if Theodosius II was captured alive or killed, he would not have survived. Instead of being killed by the trial, it is better to fight back vigorously and fight to the death!

"A lot of us are going to die!" Luga said, pulling a piece of cloth and wrapping it around his hands, because this can absorb the sweat on his palms, and he will not let his riding spear accidentally fall off during the attack!

"Luga, we can go back and pick them up the same way you came, you're doing this completely suicidal! You have to stop, you're all of us giving you a funeral! Arminius was reluctant and shouted behind Luga, trying to stop Luga's crazy plan. Arminius was afraid, and in front of him was the black and oppressive Sassanid army, although they turned their backs to Luga and them, but such a large group of people, if they were caught in the "quagmire" of the crowd, they could only fall deeper and deeper, and then they could not come out, they could only fall into the sea of people one after another and be killed by various cruel means.

Of course Luga knew, but it was still his original idea, and what if it succeeded? Looking at the chase at the rear of the army from afar, the Sassanid Funeral Cavalry was getting closer and closer to Theodosius II!

"Andrew, hurry, hurry!!"

Theodosius II looked at the Sassanid cavalry that had caught up, and he was anxious in his heart. "Damn, who has a horn to get those fighting idiots to come back and look at us!"

It's less than 50 meters away! No matter how fast the horses pulling the cart were, the heavy chariot still dragged behind them limited their speed, and more than forty guards soldiers could only slow down and follow behind the chariot, but at this moment, the leading cavalry of the Guards stopped, and all the cavalry of the Guards turned back.

"What, you're going to be martyred?" How could Theodosius II allow them to do this, although the dozens of people were carefully selected warriors, but for the Sassanid cavalry of nearly two hundred holy dead, two fists were invincible to four hands, they were not the opponents of the Sassanid cavalry at all!

But it was too late, and the guards turned their horses' heads without the orders of Theodosius II, drew their iron swords and roared towards the large number of holy cavalry, so that Theodosius II could run farther!

"Die! Die! Theodosius II pointed at their backs and cursed, but tears flowed involuntarily. He watched as the dozens of people collided with the Holy Dead Cavalry, and soon they were surrounded and fell one by one. However, the Holy Death Cavalry was not stupid, they also knew that this was delaying time, so at the moment when the two armies clashed, the Holy Death Cavalry divided more than 20 people to continue to chase!

"Damn! Damn it! Andrew, who was already a little quick-tempered, couldn't hide his inner impulse. He whipped the cart horse with a whip, trying to speed up, but he couldn't get up.

"What to do, what to do!" Theodosius II panicked again, and looked at the approaching Sassanid cavalry, who sat on the ground with his legs limp on his legs.

"We don't have time! Arminius, don't forget that I am Augustus' close guard! Luga turned to Arminius and said, "As long as I am judged for the untimely death of the Protector, don't forget that you are following me now, and then not only you, but all the ironclad cavalry present will not be pardoned!" Whether you choose to live or die, you decide! ”

"Are you threatening me?" Arminius gritted his teeth, eager to break Luga's body into pieces, but there was no way, he originally wanted to hide and watch the joke, but now it seems that no one can get out of it, so he can only follow Luga hard! Maybe this is a way to let them die and live later, otherwise it is also death, and it is more pleasant to die on the battlefield.

"Okay!" Arminius bowed his head, "Everything is at the behest of Augustus' close guard!" ”

"Good!"

The corners of Luga's mouth rose slightly, and he talked about intimidation and intimidation, which was a skill that came easily. Lu Jia is naturally the one who deserves it, maybe there is indeed no other better choice now, and he has no choice but to make this decision!

"Cavalry! Charge! ”

"Boom ......"

The huge cone-shaped array of 500 people drove the dust billowing under their feet, like a warship riding the wind and waves in a storm, and slammed into the huge "hull" of the Sassanid with its sharp collision angle!

In front of you, in front of you, at your fingertips! Luga finally lost his patience and roared like all the soldiers, and raised his rifle to aim at the Sassanid soldier closest to him, "You can't run away, you can't run away!" "Luga tried to make himself cruel, because he was going to end the life of the Persian in a cruel way. The galloping sound of horses' hooves and the deafening roar had already caught the attention of the Persians, who turned back to their surprise to find the Roman ironclad cavalry lunging towards them. Fear is like a highly contagious virus that instantly takes root in the hearts of every soldier who turns around, they scream and cry, mess around in front of the ironclad cavalry, and there are groups that can keep their sanity and try to forcibly block it, but this is simply a fantasy for the all-ironclad heavy cavalry!

"Whew!"

Luga locked his spear at a young Persian who was trying to escape, the poor fellow had fear written on his face, and he looked around but couldn't find a way to escape, and was about to take a step when it was too late! The sharp spearhead pierced through his chest, and before he could even scream, Luga lifted the poor Persian into the air with the force of his arms. Blood stained the first half of the spear, and the Persian did not close his wide eyes until he died.

"Knock knock ......" impact began, countless people were knocked down under the horse's hooves, even Luga on horseback clearly felt that the huge impact force was being transmitted to him one by one from the impact of the front end of the war horse, he tied the reins around his waist, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs, because after this start, he really couldn't turn back, and then he was going to start a more bloody and cruel battle!