"I can't sit idly by!"

At last one of the silent officers, unable to stand the cowardice of Theodosius II, threw his helmet on the ground, which was evident to Caesar Theodosius II in the chariot, but it seemed that this action did not work.

But the officer didn't care about Caesar's indifference, he was angry, he didn't watch the soldiers of the legion die senselessly.

The officer turned on his horse, and before leaving, he took one last look at Theodosius II, who was still praying, and not surprisingly, his eyes were full of disappointment, yes! It was the disappointment of this imperial Augustus.

"Trumpeter, blow the horn of the cavalry attack!"

The officer, after giving the order to the trumpeter, did not care about the helmet that had been discarded to the ground. Riding the horse, kicking the horse's belly, the war horse neighed, and in the blink of an eye, it left a place of dust.

"Woo~Woo~Woo!"

The long Roman horn sounded, it was the horn of the cavalry attack! Finally, finally able to attack! The cavalry cheered in unison, and the officer without a helmet came to the cavalry with a cavalry spear!

"Augustus has lost his close guard, and he is grief-stricken and unable to command the war, so I am specifically ordered to lead you and let those Sassanids who do not bathe and smell know that the Romans are powerful!"

"Phew!"

The cavalrymen who were holding back a cloud of anger in their hearts couldn't bear it anymore, they were waiting for this moment, just waiting for someone who could lead them to attack! Of course, that person came! All the soldiers tightened their reins and roared loudly.

"For Rome! For the legion! ”

All the cavalry of the First Constantine Legion were dispatched, and they shouted and followed their commander closely, and rushed without hesitation behind the Sassanid army of the second array, which was in fierce battle.

Surely he was not blind, he clearly saw the Roman cavalry charging at their army. Of course, at that moment, an overwhelming array of arrows shot at the galloping Roman cavalry, and soon, the horses in the ranks continued to fall from arrows, driving the cavalry above to be spared, but this still could not stop them! They just want to quickly join the battlefield and rescue the besieged second array.

"Onward! Advance! ”

The almost mad cavalry commander threw away the shield he had with him, and kicked his horse in the belly with his spear in both hands, and the horse hissed and accelerated in pain, and with the roar of the rider on horseback, he rushed desperately into the rear of the Sassanid army.

The sudden attack caught the Sassanid army by surprise, and hundreds of men were knocked to the ground in an instant, and by the time the army inside came to their senses, it was too late, for the first thing they saw when they looked back was bloody spears and swords.

“die！ die！ die！ ”

The splatters of blood stained all the warriors present in the fight to the death red, and the blood-stained mask looked even more abominable in the daylight. The soldiers of the second array, who had received assistance, cheered, and they roared hoarsely, and frantically attacked the Sassanid army in front of them. Even with shields on top of people's homes, the Roman soldiers still swung their iron swords and slashed wildly, using broken swords when the sword was broken, and desperately smashing the Sassanid enemy with their shields without even breaking the sword.

The archers on both sides had become so manic from the roar of the bloody battle that they didn't care if they would be injured by mistake, and they desperately drew their bows and arrows, shooting desperately where they thought they had the most enemies. Arrows rained down on the battlefield between the two sides, and no one cared if they were friends or foes who fell, they just needed to know that they had no arrows missing, and every time they could make one person fall from the arrow. In an instant, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the blood gushing from the wounds stained the wasteland red, like a torrential rain, drenching everyone thoroughly. Blood dripped down the iron armor to the ground, and thousands of people were wielding the murderous weapons in their hands desperately trying to control each other to death, no matter how cruel the way, so the ground was full of stumps, heads and corpses.

"Kill! Kill all these pickled mongrels! Kill! Kill! Kill!!! "The frenzied Roman cavalry did not care about the passivity of losing their maneuver, and they kicked their horses in the belly, desperately trying to squeeze in so that they could swing their swords and slash every Sassanid enemy in their way. The archers, who didn't care at all about the enemy, had already come behind them, and in an instant the last of the soldiers fell with arrows, and it was a complete suicidal attack.

"It's good not to go, it's good not to negotiate!" Theodosius II muttered, his trembling hands removed from Marcus' corpse, and gradually covered his face. "God, what to do, what to do! I'm your poor, devout believer, tell me, tell me! What the hell am I supposed to do! ”

Andrew pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his eyes were full of uncontrollable anger, he hated, hated this emperor for being so incompetent, no wonder, if he was not incompetent, how could he sign a treaty with the Huns to cede land and pay reparations?

"Witness, Augustus of the Eastern Empire!" Andrew pointed in the direction of the battlefield, "Your legion is about to fall, and you are doing nothing thinking that you can get God's help by crying and praying?" I'm afraid I have to tell you the truth, God only helps the strong, why he has not appeared and not given instructions for a long time, it is entirely because your prayers do not get his sympathy! ”

"What!" Theodosius II didn't react yet, and the officers standing around were reluctant, they pointed at Andrew and scolded angrily: "Caesar is the Augustus of the Empire, how can he not tolerate you as a so-called close guard from the Western Empire!" ”

Instead of being anxious about the situation they find themselves in, they are defending their Augustus, and are they not willing to face the fact that their legions are now in a crisis? No, they could see, and knew better than Andrew, what the consequences would be if they did nothing, but their composure made Andrew incomprehensible, and when the catastrophe came, they were still able to hold their breath and wait quietly for their Caesar's confession! Or for that one person, one life. Andrew hated, but in the face of so many critics, he could only grit his teeth and endure it silently.

"Aurius. Luga, he should have arrived, too! ”

Who knew that at this time, Theodosius II suddenly said such a sentence, which surprised everyone present, including Andrew.