"Stepping on ......"

Behind the raging fire, the heavy footsteps of the Hun army drew closer.

"Stay in formation! Don't mess around! Don't mess around! ”

At this time, the characteristic Greek shout on the other side of the smoke and smoke was heard, which made the retreating soldiers even think that there was a Roman army on the other side of the smoke.

Soon, the flames subsided, and at this time, a row of shields appeared out of thin air from the smoke, followed by sharp spears and silver helmets. The Roman surrender troops appeared on the battlefield, stepping through the fading flames and burning charcoal-black corpses, advancing in the same way that the Romans were advancing, but the spearhead was directed at their own people!

"Meet the enemy! Meet the enemy! ”

Before the soldiers who had just retreated could catch their breath, they hurriedly joined the soldiers in the following array, and they raised their shields and put their spears on them. Whisper "Huh! Phew! Roaring, the soldiers banged their shields and roared, shouting at the betrayers who had surrendered to the Huns.

The oncoming soldiers of the Roman surrender army also had different expressions on their faces, perhaps it was difficult to attack their own compatriots, but behind them were a large number of Hun cavalry armed with bright guns and sabers. They were also mixed with barbarian soldiers, who had two functions, one was to attack the enemy, and the other was to monitor the Romans around them, who held the axe in one hand, so that if they saw a Roman defector, they would not hesitate to swing the axe and end his life.

"Luga." Andrew pointed to the two approaching armies in front of Luga and asked, "In what way should we meet the enemy, is it an attack?" Or defense? ”

"I don't know exactly what Attila thinks!" Luga said lightly: "The main thing is that if Attila decides that this attack is a showdown, then we will do our best, if he chooses to attack tentatively, we must also keep a calm response, and we can't let Attila know our details." ”

"So, wait for them to attack, right?"

"That's right, Andrew." Luga nodded repeatedly, "Just look at what is looming behind the smoke." ”

"Attack! Offensive! ”

Under the loud roar of the barbarian leader's sword, the Roman surrender soldiers raised their spears and quickened their pace, thinking that the Roman army would press over on the premise of keeping the shield wall stable.

"Legion! Defensive stance! The commander of the field regiment ordered loudly.

"Boom!"

The soldiers slammed their shields on the ground, and thinking of the closer and closer defectors demonstrating, they raised their spears and hid the whole person behind the shields.

The two armies were getting closer and closer, and they didn't rush forward like the barbarians attacking, but the closer they got together, the slower the speed became, and the whole process was like a Tai Chi game, a tentative attack.

"Bump into it! Bump into it! ”

Under the repeated urging of the barbarian officers, the soldiers of the Roman defectors gritted their teeth, roared, and slammed their bodies against their shields against the shield wall formed by the Roman army on the opposite side.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

I heard the wooden shields clashing together as if they were clapping, and the soldiers on both sides used their shields as support, pushing back and forth, and everyone tried with all their strength to push down the enemy on the other side of the shield. However, both sides have follow-up teams as support, so that it is so difficult to push down a row of people if you want to knock down one person.

Since they can't push each other down, the guy in his right hand can't be idle! I saw the soldiers raise their spears almost at the same time and stab at the enemy on the opposite side, the long spear can play a very small role here, but this is the only good guy that the soldiers can take.

Some of the soldiers hid their daggers, and they dropped their spears and pulled out their daggers, which were considered great weapons of death in such a small space, and they were only seen stabbing down with the sharp blades of their daggers. The soldiers on the opposite side couldn't dodge, and soon their shoulders were pierced by sharp daggers, and in an instant, the screams were incessant, and blood gushed everywhere, staining the faces and shields of the people around them.

It was like two liquids colliding that couldn't be mixed together, devouring each other, and a slow war of attrition unfolded on the flat ground in front of the hot spring pass right now.

There was no way to do it here, and both sides were able to kill each other with the simplest stabs, and someone kept falling on his injured shoulder or neck, but the empty space left by his fall was quickly replaced by another person.

Not satisfied with this unexciting battle, Attila ordered the officers behind him: "Order the catapults, and use my precious crockpot to give them death!" ”

"But Attila, our people are in there." The officer retorted.

"Our people?" Attila turned back to give the officer an undeniable look, "They're all Romans, I didn't say they're all ours. ”

"As you wish, my king!" The officer who suddenly became cheerful immediately saluted and pushed down, and Attila breathed a sigh of relief, and said leisurely to the Roman army: "Flavis. Luga, just watch the Romans kill each other and die under the flames of your invention! ”

"Click......"

More than a dozen huge clay pots flew into the sky, sprinkling fire oil all the way.

"It's broken!" Seeing this canister of fire oil in the sky, Luga's heart tightened, and he hurriedly beckoned the herald officer to blow the horn of retreat.

But it was too late to make such efforts, just look at the jar crackling and smashing into the crowd of people fighting each other, and many unlucky soldiers were stoned to death on the spot, but the fire oil in the jar was splashed all over the soldiers who were still fighting.

"What's going on? What's going on? ”

The soldiers on both sides stopped fighting, and they looked at the fire oil all over their bodies, as if they were bathing them, whether they were defectors or Roman soldiers. When they asked about the strong smell of fire oil, they already understood it in their hearts.

"Attila is going to burn us, Attila is going to burn us!" The soldiers shouted, and in an instant there was a commotion in both formations. Whether it was a barbarian soldier or a defector, it was incomprehensible when they realized that Attila was slaughtering them.

At this time, the Hun cavalry behind him was only seen putting the ignited arrows on the strings and heading towards the chaotic military formation.

The horn of retreat sounded, and the armies on both sides were naturally familiar with this horn because they were both Romans, so a strange scene happened, only to see the armies of both sides rushing up and running in the direction of Luga.

"Quick! Prepare water!! Prepare the water! Luga shouted and ordered the soldiers to fetch water, and said to the herald officer, "Order these soldiers to jump into the sea!" ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, the sea can guarantee that they won't be burned to death!"

"Click......"

There was a sound of bowstrings snapping, and hundreds of arrows fell from the sky,

The soldiers in the rear array hold up their shields to form a shield wall