"They're up, they're coming!" The archers shouted loudly, and they ran back behind the infantry with their arrows in hand.

"Go ahead, let them feel our wrath!"

Looking at the Saxon cavalry who were getting closer and closer to the Roman army, Kevin. A strange smile appeared on Sein's face, and he smiled coldly, hideously, and even more smug in it. As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of infantry, who could no longer hold back the swollen desire to fight in their hearts, heard the tacit approval of the battle from the words of their leader, and they roared angrily, broke away from the formation, and rushed towards the Roman army on the hillside.

"Defense! Defense! ”

The centurion was not listening to his soldiers, and the infantry were ready for battle, and although everyone was sweating profusely, what they repeated over and over again was "Come, come!" ”

"Boom ......"

The heavy sound of horses' hooves drew nearer, and Luga felt the ground tremble beneath his feet.

"Don't be afraid, don't panic, hold on! Fight! ”

"Boom!"

At this moment, a war horse jumped up from below and flew straight into the air, and the soldiers raised their heads and stared at them in surprise, it was crazy, so fast. The horse blocked the slowly setting sun, and the rider on it roared, but it soon turned into a scream, and he broke away from his horse.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The soldiers exclaimed, and saw the horse fall from the sky and smash against the shield wall formed by the soldiers below.

"Boom!"

The flesh slammed into several shields, and no one could withstand the crushing of a whole war horse, and in an instant, a gap was smashed out of the formation by this war horse.

No one could save the soldiers who were crushed under their horses, for the next large number of cavalry had already rushed up to the high ground, spears in both hands, roaring angrily, and crashing straight into the formation.

The impact of the "knock ......" impact was like a ripple on the shield wall formed by the Romans.

The two armies came into contact, and the screams even covered the roar of the battle, and many Saxon cavalry were thrown out of their horses and landed on the "shield wall" or in the Roman army. Their fate can be imagined, the pain of being thrown out and the impact made them powerless to struggle, and they could only see several unfamiliar faces appear in the blood-red sky, their eyes were red, their faces were murderous, like wild beasts roaring, holding spears in both hands, and shouting "Kill, kill, kill!" from their big mouths! The sharp spear pointed at the barbarians who were powerless to struggle and spit blood.

During the collision, many of the tortured Roman soldiers fell to the ground wailing, their bones dislocated, and the pain could no longer hold them on. They fell to the ground and curled up in a ball, the horses' hooves trampling on their bodies, leaving behind unrecognizable corpses and even flesh.

"Hold on! Hold on! ”

Under the onslaught of the Saxon cavalry, the soldiers of the first array retreated, and the soldiers behind came up, and they held the soldiers in the front row to stabilize the formation, and the Saxon cavalry suddenly lost its power because it was forced to stop.

"Push! Push these horseback brutes down! "The charge was blocked, and the ruthlessness of the Saxon cavalry was gone. Because they themselves know that once they stop in front of the infantry, then there is only a dead end waiting for them.

The Roman soldiers took the opportunity to exert their strength together, and with the cooperation of their spears, they constantly stabbed the Saxon cavalry with their spears, and they also used their shields to push together. The Saxon cavalry was not equipped with shields and was powerless against the spears of the Roman infantry.

With a scream, they were picked off their horses one by one, and the cavalry that had lost its mobility lost its combat effectiveness.

"Onward! Advance! ”

With the sound of a whistle, the Roman soldiers advanced step by step. Seeing that the tactics of the Saxons in vain trying to tear apart the Roman formation with cavalry were crushed. The formation of the Roman soldiers gradually became disorganized, and they began to turn defensive to attack. Before everyone had time to rejoice, the strange roar peculiar to the barbarians rang out from behind the Saxon cavalry.

"Suffered!"

Hearing such a roar, Luga's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked the centurions to blow the whistle and make all the soldiers present retreat and regroup the defensive line. But it was too late, and the attacking soldiers did not have time to react at all, and Saxon soldiers armed with tomahawks rushed out of the chaotic herd of war horses.

In the face of tomahawks that can tear armor, the infantry of both sides collide together, and in close combat, spears against tomahawks have obvious advantages and disadvantages. Soon the Roman spearmen were outnumbered, and the Saxon infantry slashed at each other, causing the soldiers who had no ability to resist to fall one after another.

"Array! Array! ”

The centurions blew their whistles and ordered the soldiers to regroup.

"It's not the way to do it now, let's do it!" Luga said, drawing his iron sword, picking up the Rabelan flag and walking to the front of the center of the formation. He shouted an order to the soldiers behind him: "The army of the second array is replaced by the first array, do not retreat, let alone hesitate." ”

Behind him, the soldiers had begun to rotate, and they were once again clustered around the Rabelan flag, lined up in four columns, flapping their shields, towards the oncoming Saxon soldiers.

"General, you shouldn't be here!" Andrew was so worried about Luga's safety that he grabbed Luga's wolfskin shawl in a vain attempt to drag him back into the ranks.

"Enough, Andrew!" Luga pushed Andrew away and said, "That's enough, Andrew, if I don't lead the legion now, we will only be driven into the sea!" ”

used too much force, so that a strong man like Andrew choked and fell to the ground.

"But you can't have an accident!" Andrew yelled at Luga.

"Then it's up to God!" Luga said to Andrew, he straightened his wolfskin shawl, smiled at Andrew, and continued, "Let's face the enemy together, that's all we need for now!" ”

Marenius stepped forward and pulled Andrew up, then came to Luga's side.

"General." At this time, Malenius, who had been silent by Luga's side, spoke, and said: "It is my honor to fight with the general..."

"Enough!" Luga interrupted Marlenius: "Save these flatteries for an afterthought." Luga turned around, raised his sword above his head, and shouted, "Attack the array!" Drive them down! ”

"Attack! Attack it! ”

At Luga's orders, the soldiers of the second array drew their shuttle darts against the swarming Saxon infantry, slung them over their shoulders, and met them.