Undaunted by the lances of the Roman army, the frenzied Saxemen swooped down on the hillside with their battle axes and roared.

Run, climb, leap to his feet, and a soldier jumped into the camp of the Roman army, and before he had time to rejoice, of course, a spear stabbed through his chest.

The joy on his face was instantly occupied by horror and incomprehension, such a serious injury had made him lose the strength to resist in an instant, and became a corpse that was pierced.

"Whew!"

The spear was jerked back, and the corpse instantly lost its center of gravity and rolled down, knocking down a group of people who continued to come up.

"With a pike! With a pike! ”

Luga shouted, and the soldiers drew their darts and threw them at the Saxons who kept coming up below.

The Saxon soldiers continued to roll down, but the sacrifice of their companions fueled their fighting spirits, and they roared like angry beasts. They shouted and cursed in a language that the Romans did not understand, and they kept throwing stones at the Roman army on top of them.

"Infantry, hold them off, stop them!"

Under Luga's orders, the soldiers of the three centurians kept descending in three places with spears in hand, and in order to prevent the Saxons from continuing upward, they crossed the high platform and met the upward Saxons.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The desperate Saxon soldiers discarded their shields and slammed their proud bodies into the oncoming Roman shields with axes in both hands.

"Brush Brush ......"

Once again, the Saxon javelinmen raised their javelins and threw them at the army of the Romans counterattacking. They didn't care if they would hurt their own people, but such an overwhelming javelin made it impossible for the Roman soldiers to resist, and in an instant the place where the two sides fought was splashed with blood.

"Push them back! Push it back! Luga roared, shielding his shield and iron sword, trying to jump into the battle like the other soldiers.

"Luga!" At the last moment, Andrew exclaimed his name behind him and grabbed the wolfskin shawl from his shoulder, dragging him back alive.

"Oh my God, Andrew, what are you doing here?" Luga questioned Andrew loudly.

"Don't you see how dangerous it is there?" Andrew yelled at Luga, "The sky is full of javelins, and this thing is more fierce than a bow and arrow, so you don't care about your own safety?" ”

"But we have to hold on, there are no cavalry, no trebuchets and ballistas, we can only use our courage to push them back, we must keep the offensive going, otherwise so many of us will only be forced to die here by them." Luga roared and knocked Andrew's hand down, but just as Luga was about to pounce, Andrew grabbed him from behind him.

"I'll go, I'll go, Luga!" Andrew gritted his teeth and said to Luga: "You are the pillar of this army, if you make a mistake, the army will soon collapse, I will go, I will lead them to complete the task!" ”

Before Luga could say anything, Andrew pushed him away, and Luga fell down with a wave of choking, just in time for Malenius behind him to catch him.

"Keep an eye on him!" Andrew shouted at Malenius.

Before Malenius could say anything, Andrew turned to the soldiers around him and shouted, "Come with me, let these barbarians taste our wrath!" ”

"Roar!"

The soldiers roared, their iron swords clenched in their hands, and jumped off the fortified earthen platform after Andrew, and pounced on the Saxons below.

"Ignition! Ignition! ”

The archers stood behind the pre-dug grooves filled with the oil, the soldiers lit the oil, and the archers lit the wooden arrows stuck in the ground around them and shot them into the sky.

The non-stop rockets fell in the formation of the Saxon javelinmen, and the flashes of falling flames made it difficult for them to stabilize, and of course everyone was dodging, not wanting to be hit by the rocket. Even if their commander shouted over and over again for them to risk being shot and throw, it was a matter of personal safety, and no one dared to be careless.

Andrew's field regiment roared down from the high ground, and they rushed straight down the downhill and slammed into the oncoming Saxon soldiers. They roared, and with their shields as their backings, slammed their foes into the chests first, stabbing them with their iron swords before they could resist.

Because of the disadvantage, the Saxons were completely unable to stabilize their formation under such a huge impact. The bodies kept rolling down and causing them a huge obstacle. They had to pick up their shields again and hold them above their heads to defend them against the swing of the Spada Iron Sword coming down from above, and to protect their feet from the wounded creature from hitting their legs and causing them to lose their center of gravity and fall to the ground.

"Stab them back with a spear and knock them down!"

The spearmen erected their spears and stabbed them in the legs through the gaps of their shields, and many of the Saxons, who had no time to defend, screamed and fell to their knees, and they had to use their shields to support themselves with their unsteady center of gravity, and the weakness of their backs was exposed, allowing the sword-wielding Roman soldiers to raise their swords and pierce them fiercely with the tips of their swords pointing downward.

"Hold on! Hold on! ”

The Saxon charge was halted by the roar of their overseers, and they retreated under the onslaught of the Romans, and their morale was now greatly weakened than when they charged. Unlike the ones who were not afraid of death just now, now they could only shrink behind their shields and keep retreating.

The javelin throwers themselves did not carry enough javelins, and after a few rounds, in addition to the sore arms, there were also empty skin bags on their backs.

"Damn it!"

Kelly. Seeing that his army had been deflated by the Romans' counterattack, Thine was naturally furious, and he roared and broke three spears in succession to ease his anger.

"These idiots! They don't deserve to be called warriors! ”

Kelly. Sein roared, but there was no other way for him to do it, the Romans were on high ground, and they had no advantage in melee combat except to be able to attack them with javelins.

"Come back! Come back! Damn it! Come back! ”

Kelly. Sein roared at the attacking soldiers, and now he had to push his team back to avoid further casualties.

"Come back! Come back! Luga stood on the high ground and shouted at the soldiers below. Immediately afterwards he said to Malenius: "Now that the number of casualties is counted, we will redeploy our forces." ”