If you are facing a huge wave on the sea, the best thing to do is to aim the bow of the boat towards the waves, which will also test the courage and perseverance of the boater, and of course, luck is always on the side of the battle.

Luckily for Luga, he dodged the spear that was stabbing at him and found a gap in the herd of horses. It may have been that the oncoming Alans did not clearly recognize that the Roman officers were at the front when they charged. They rightly thought that they were naturally protected as officers, and of course the hordes of soldiers in the rear were naturally their first targets.

The soldiers behind him were not so lucky, and they had to face the roaring Alan cavalry, and they fought together, each using all the means to kill the other. There are constantly people who turn over and fall from their horses under the bloom of blood, and when their spears are broken, they use iron swords, or broken wooden handles, and they can resist anyway, at all costs.

"Andrew! Andrew! Luga turned around and saw Andrew rushing out with two soldiers, while the rest were surrounded by the Alan cavalry, unable to break through.

"Luga?"

Andrew heard Luga's call and he didn't believe it, after all, they were all wearing the same clothes, and everything was messed up when the two armies were strangled together, and no one knew who was who.

"Don't worry about it so much yet, come with me!" Luga shouted loudly, after all, the voice does not deceive, Andrew quickly recognized Luga's voice, did not dare to hesitate, and rode his horse closely behind Luga.

There weren't many Alans chasing after them, but they were also difficult for Luga to contend with, they were like fleeing mice, and Alans were cats, chasing along the narrow path under their feet.

"Where is this?" Luga asked Andrew as he hurried.

"It doesn't matter anymore, Luga!" Andrew replied, "The guide is dead, and I saw him picked up from his horse with a rifle by some of the Alans, and smashed into the ground almost to make a hole in the ground. ”

"Forget it!" Luga waved his hand violently, his legs already hurting too much to exert himself, but the situation at the moment forced him to hold on.

The Alans pursued until they crossed the path through the woods and came to the river's edge near New Carthage, where the terrain was so wide that a Roman fortress could be seen two kilometers away.

"This is it, this is it!" Luga pointed to the fortress in front of him and shouted to the soldiers behind him, "As long as we enter the fortress, the Alans will not be able to do anything to us." ”

He thought so, and the Alans could think of this, and as soon as they came out of the woods and entered the plains, the Alans' chasing cavalry quickly pulled into a straight line, and with their bows and arrows, they aimed at the four men who were still running in front of them.

"Whoosh..."

Luga felt the sharp, screeching arrows that pierced the air fall from his left and right.

"Speed up! Speed up! ”

Lu Jia frequently turned back to urge, but although he thought so, the war horse under his crotch became slower and slower.

"Damn, don't you have the strength?" Luga said secretly in his heart, watching the war horse under his crotch panting, constantly shaking his head, trying to break free from the reins.

This was something that Luga could not tolerate, so Luga stabbed his horse to death, and he rolled over and fell to the ground.

"Luga, what are you doing?" Andrew shouted loudly, but Luga ignored it, and saw Luga draw a pike-dart from his fallen horse, half-crouch down and lean down, his eyes fixed on the Alan cavalry galloping in front of him.

He gripped the pike and locked onto an Alan cavalryman on horseback.

The chasing Alan cavalry naturally would not let go of this guy who was left alone or even stabbed to death on his own horse, but they did not think that this was a Roman officer. For this guy who wants to use the mantis arm as a car, the rest has already been handed over to their vanguard troops.

The Alan cavalry rushed up, armed with bows and arrows, and several arrows aimed at the guy in front of him who was not afraid of death.

Luga calculated the distance, his heart pounding, in fact, he didn't know if he would succeed or not, anyway, it was only a matter of time before he was thrown to the ground and made such a choice when his horse was getting weaker and weaker.

He still had some strength left, so he decided to take a gamble!

He set up his pike-dart and charged at the Alan cavalry.

"Click......"

There was a sound of bowstrings snapping, and Luga felt only the arrows above his head "whizz" as he lowered his body and ran, as he stumbled up and down as they went, making it difficult for them to aim.

Luga raised his pike and threw it at the Alan cavalry in front of him.

"Whew!"

The shuttle dart is at a very short distance, and Luga exerts all his strength, so the throw gives the shuttle all the power, although the chain mail can provide some protection for such a sharp penetration, but the power of the shuttle dart is too great, and the chain mail can't resist it, and it is penetrated alive.

The Alan cavalryman fell from his horse with a wail, and as soon as Luga gritted his teeth, he took two quick steps forward, grabbed the reins, and with all the strength of his upper arms, lifted himself into the air, and rolled over and stepped onto his horse. This time he used all his strength, and the whole person collapsed on the horse's back, but his hands were still clutching the reins.

This stunned the surrounding Alans, and the Alan cavalry began to roar and turn their arrows at Luga on horseback.

"Fight back! Counterattack! ”

Andrew roared in front of him, beckoning the two cavalrymen to draw their bows and arrows and aim at the Alan cavalry behind.

It is impossible for these two arrows to inflict any substantial damage on the Alan cavalry, not to mention the hit rate, it is impossible for these two arrows to be taken into account for so many Alan cavalry.

"Quick, Alan! The Alans are coming! ”

The Roman soldiers stationed at the fortress saw the galloping Alans' cavalry from a great distance, and everyone could see what they were chasing.

They had a squad of 100 men, and two squads of archers, totaling more than 120 men, and under the leadership of their officers, they set out in a fixed tortoiseshell formation in front of the fortress, with archers behind them.

Andrew and the other three rode through their formation, he couldn't wait, and before the horse could stop, he jumped off the horse and rushed to the front of the formation.

"Protect the man at the front, he's our Captain of Soldiers!" Andrew grabbed the centurion by the horn and yelled at him.

As soon as he heard the soldier commander, this centurion did not dare to slack off, and he hurriedly beckoned his soldiers to meet him at all costs.

Draw their bows and arrows to the sky, aimed at the galloping Alan cavalry, overwhelming the arrows fell on the heads of the galloping Alan cavalry, the dense rain of arrows made them have to stop their horses to parry, but as soon as they saw a group of infantry rushing up, they had to abandon the plan of pursuit. After all, for the sake of an "inconsequential" guy, there is no need to waste such time.