Chapter Ninety-Nine: Street Fighting (Part I)
"Bodarts! Who still has a pike! ”
I shouted to the soldiers behind me, asking them for a pike, yes, this is the bold idea in my heart, as the saying goes: shoot a man before a horse, and capture a thief before a king! To break the fighting spirit of the Burgundians, it was necessary to kill the officers among them.
Seeing the soldiers behind him looking at each other, pretending to rummage behind him, can this be found? I just took it all away from the siege tower.
"Corpses! Corpse! ”
I patted myself on the head, and I wondered if there was a working pike dart stuck in the corpse of the Burgundian on the ground. I looked around with my head down, and I have to say that there were so many people in such a chaotic scene just now, and even the bow and arrow that fell to the ground were broken several times.
I flicked my legs away and rummaged around, and finally it paid off, and I saw a blood-stained pike dart beneath the corpse of a Burgundian. I wiped it dry from the blood on my cuff and held it in my hand, and this was the only chance, and if I succeeded, then I would change the tide of the battle, and maybe the first credit would be mine.
I was thrilled to think about it, and I quickly advised myself that it wasn't time to be happy, and that the fucker who was about to die in my hands was still jumping around under my nose!
I stroked my chest and let out a long sigh of relief, trying to relax myself, staring at the Burgundian commander who stood out in the crowd. He apparently did not notice me, but focused all his attention on the constant stream of Romans rushing up to the gap in the wall.
The soldiers behind me were silent, they understood what I meant, and they knew that I only had this one chance, so they all held their breath. I set up the shuttle, closed my eyes slightly, and silently said in my heart: I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it!
After a long time, it really felt that time stood still in this moment, and I opened my eyes suddenly, leaned back, and gathered all my strength, and when I opened my eyes, I felt only that the Burgundian officer glittered like a sign in the crowd.
"Medium!"
I roared, and my right hand slammed into the thrust of the pike dart, and the blood stained on the tail feathers behind the dart was shaken off by the force of that moment, and a blood-red arc was drawn in the air, which was the trajectory of the pike, which passed over the heads of the great number of Burgundians, who did not even notice the pike that was about to take away their commander, until the blood that had been sprinkled on the dart fell on their heads, like a faint and insignificant blow, unnoticed by all.
"Dang!"
"Hit!"
The soldiers heard the loud cheers, and I was about to be happy, but as soon as I opened my grin, my face froze, for I saw the Burgundian commander fall in response and stand up again!
"Huh? What's going on? ”
Before I could open my mouth, the soldier behind me asked in advance, and saw the Burgundian commander slowly get up in the midst of the Burgundian formation, and he looked like nothing was going on.
"This guy, will he pretend to be like Liu Bang!"
I have a bit of luck in my heart, this shuttle dart is different from the bow and arrow, just pull it out and take the life of the son of a bitch! Hey, wait, what's that Burgundian officer holding in his hand?
I couldn't believe my own eyes, and the Burgundian officer stooped down to pick up a pike dart from the ground, which I had just thrown. He held the shuttle dart in his hand, looked up and down, and when he looked up, he saw me. His eyes widened and he looked incredulous.
"Damn it, that pike-dart bounced off his head!"
I cursed in my heart and glared at the Burgundian officer who was also looking up at me under the walls.
"Where's the pike! And pike? Find out! I yelled at the soldiers behind me. They hurriedly rummaged through the corpses beneath them, trying to find another pike.
The Burgundian officer who had noticed us was immediately visible to the Burgundian officer who had noticed us, and he shouted to his retinue, hiding behind the shields of his retinue, and his entourage soldiers escorted him back slowly.
"Run, fuck, he run!"
I stood on the broken wall and stomped my feet, and in the midst of the shouts of killing, I heard someone behind me calling my name.
"Luga! Luga! ”
I hurried back and saw Andrew standing on the wall not far away, waving at me, and shouting at me, "Quick, Guy tells us to come down the wall!" As he spoke, he pointed to the city behind him, where I saw the band of Roman soldiers, the golden twin insignia in the midst of them, all the way to the scattered Burgundian soldiers who were hurrying towards the gap, and Guy seemed to be in a hurry more than everyone else.
"Let's go, let's go down!"
I was not reconciled, looking at the shadow of the shield in the distance, I sighed, but no, the duck in my hand flew away, and no one could be happy.
Following the back of Andrew's hundreds, we struggled through the corpses in one place after another, and continued to advance until we came to the corpse-laden Arrow Tower, the standard Roman-style wall, which the Burgundians had occupied without making any changes. Walking through the narrow, man-only staircase, it was a few minutes before I set foot on the soil of Worms for the first time.
It was too late to shake off the dirt off your feet when you stepped into the streets of the equally muddy city of Worms.
"That's it! All set, set! ”
Chief Centurion Guy raised his iron sword above his head and swung it back and forth in mid-air, and Andrew and I gathered the rest of the men along with the other two centurions.
"Sir!"
Bliss, the trumpeter, ran to my side, and he didn't forget to whisper a greeting to me, and I nodded in return and asked him in a low voice, "How many of us are left?" ”
"There aren't many left, just when we were pushing the siege tower, the Burgundians put down more than twenty of us with their bows and arrows, and four or five of them died in the attack on the city wall, and there were no serious injuries, and the light injuries were still combat-effective. In short, the size of our centurion has not been destroyed. ”
"That's good!" I nodded, weighing the iron sword in my hand, silently awaiting Chief Centurion Guy's next order.
"All right, boys!"
Chief Centurion Guy held the flag in his hand, and with a happy smile on his face, he pointed to the Eighth Legion, which was still fighting selflessly. He said to us: "The men of the Eighth Legion are still desperately trying to squeeze in, and lo and behold, they are desperate to get the coveted Eagle Banner, but we are in, so the Eagle Banner!" Guy swung his sword at the high ground in the city of Worms and shouted at us, "Take it and we'll get the Eagle Banner!" Let those idiots of the Eighth Legion roll in bed with regret! Victory is ours! ”
"Phew! Phew! Phew! ”
The two hundred-man teams under his command seemed to be very scrappy, but I had a lot of complaints with the soldiers behind Andrew, because they were once members of the Eighth Legion.
"That's it!" Guy carried the flag into the street, and without looking back, he said to us: "Don't care about the Burgundians, we are unstoppable!" ”