"Click......"

There was a thud of bullets, and dozens of flaming flying stones whistled and fell into the line of the Bagunda rebels.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The stones kept falling to the ground, and there were always a few unlucky ghosts who were very lucky enough to catch such a big guy, and the upper half of their bodies were taken away by the stone eggs in an instant, and only the lower half of their bodies were bleeding and slowly falling.

The stone egg hit the watchtower, and the powerful impact directly pierced it, and the lookout, which lost its support in an instant, collapsed with a bang, and the sound of breaking and the groans of wood drowned out the screams of the archers above.

"Forward, forward!" Under the shouts of the officers, a large number of troops were spearheaded by mercenary units, and more than 2,000 people trotted all the way to the defense line with shields in front of them. Immediately after that, two thousand archers came close enough behind the infantry, under the cover of the infantry, to line up in rows and frantically cover the rear of the enemy's line with arrows, so that their archers could not lift their heads under the incessant rain of arrows.

"Archers, archers!"

The rebel officers called out to their archers over and over again, telling them to hide behind specially prepared wooden bunkers and draw their bows upwards to frantically pounce on the attacking Roman army.

"Praise and Praise ......"

The Roman mercenaries who were charging in the rain of arrows suddenly fell in large pieces, and it turned out that at a distance of fifty meters close to the wooden fence of the defensive line, the rebels of Ba Gouda had set countless traps, which were full of stones and sharpened wood, so that the soldiers who were unfortunate enough to fall into the traps would either die or lose their combat effectiveness. In the blink of an eye, they were pierced alive by the overwhelming arrows above their heads, although they were dead for a hundred, but the tragic situation of them struggling on the death line at that time made the soldiers who followed them suddenly filled their hearts with fear, and such a tragic situation made them lose their fighting spirit for a moment.

"Run! Run! ”

The fighting spirit of the more than 2,000 mercenaries collapsed after losing more than 500 people, and the soldiers at the forefront were the first to turn around and flee, and the soldiers who did not know the situation in the back saw them fleeing for a while, and they also fled with them.

"Go back! Offensive! Get back! Offensive! ”

The Overseers in the rear shouted, but they could not stabilize the morale of the defeated army, and the mercenaries ran towards the Roman army like a galloping herd of bison, seeing that everything was irreparable.

"Let them stop, let them stop!"

Malenius' eyes were red, and he personally led the cavalry in an insurmountable obstacle, slowly facing the mercenary deserters. The wailing mercenaries slammed into the front of the horses, because the cavalry was so dense that these guys had no chance to get out and escape, they could only squeeze more and more, you and I didn't know what they were talking about.

"Turn back! Back! ”

Malenius was the first to whip his whip and frantically whip the mercenaries huddled below, irritated by the pain, the gang screamed and retreated, and had to turn back again towards the battlefield strewn with corpses along the way. "If you want to live, you must fight, and only by defeating the rebels can you survive, turn around, continue to attack, continue to attack!" Malenius roared and waved his leather whip, and by this time the mercenaries had suffered heavy losses, hundreds of them had died from the random arrows of the flight, and they had no choice but to continue to replenish the attacking troops and seize the siege.

"Click......"

With a loud bang, dozens of flying stones swept overhead, this time overwhelming the walls of the defensive line, and at this time there were a large number of holes in the rebel defensive line.

"Seize the opportunity, attack, attack!"

“Napad！ napad！ ”

The centurions, newly deployed on the battlefield, shouted loudly, signaling the army to return to the battle. This time it was a mercenary unit with two field regiments, which were mixed in with the infantry of the field regiment.

"You have no way back, you can only move forward! Advance! If you retreat, we will not hesitate to kill you, remember, no retreat, no retreat! "Malenius was a good overseer, and his roar brought the mercenaries back on the offensive in fear.

This time they did not panic, but tightly hugged together to form a huge tortoiseshell formation, with the infantry in front and the archers behind.

"Jingle Bell..."

The overwhelming number of arrows fell on the tortoiseshell array, but when the dense shields were all present, hiding under the shields, the rebel archers took advantage of the situation to shoot and reload the arrows, and returned fire at the enemy in the defensive line, and then continued to hide under the shields and slowly advance with the troops.

"Don't be confused, don't panic, because the enemy is more panicked than we are, every step we take, their fear will be added to a point, don't be afraid, the victory is ours, it's ours!" Behind their shields, the centurions kept encouraging the soldiers around them: "When the time comes, let's go in, let's slaughter at will, let them see how good we are!" ”

"Whew, whew, whew......" The soldiers kept shouting to cheer themselves up, encouraged by the centurion, and the entire army formation stabilized under the leadership of the ten centurions.

"We have to do something." Seeing that the infantry had paid a heavy price for a frontal attack, and seeing that the Gothic cavalry had disappeared from view, Luga realized that he would need to work with the infantry to take down the line once and for all.

"What should we do, Luga!" Andrew asked.

"Let all the cavalry follow me, let us rush in and fight them so that they can't fight back!" Luga turned on his horse, lifted the cavalry gun hanging on his horse, and said loudly to the cavalry behind him: "Today will be the last day of our great feats, and everyone has seen that even the Goths have no courage to stop us. Here, no one can stop us unless they have the help of the gods. Of course, God will only look on the sidelines, because they accept the victors, and they only bless the victors! ”

Luga's comfort gave the cavalrymen a sigh of relief, and they looked at Luga with a relaxed smile on their faces, as if at this moment they would be victorious and protected by God.

"Of course, I have led you from Great Sicily to this place, I have not failed, and not this time, because of our enemies, they are not worthy of our defeat, they have been frightened, they have turned to the Goths for help, but the Goths have been frightened. No one can help them, only us, and we help them to be free! ”

The cavalrymen cheered, flapping their shields and wondering where Luga was going to take them.

"Okay, now, follow me!" Luga said, tightening his wolfskin shawl, turning back to the cavalry and saying, "Let's go find a way to break the enemy!" ”