The Saxons were so tenacious that Luga was overwhelmed by the fact that they were like an unbeatable little powerhouse, and they encouraged each other to storm the walls again.

But this time they were holding torches, and under the cover of the huge shields of the vanguard troops, they kept moving forward, and if it weren't for the glimmer of fire in the round shields, they really didn't know what the Saxons wanted to do.

"Water! Water! Come on, get water! ”

As soon as he saw the Saxons holding torches in broad daylight, Luga understood that they wanted to set fire to the city wall, but hated that the wall was made of wood, not stone like Rome on the mainland, and had no defense against fire at all.

The Saxons began to set fire to the walls, and Luga did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly beckoned the soldiers to pour buckets of water on the wooden walls with the citizens who had come to help.

The water said that the wood flowed down, and soon extinguished the flame that the Saxons had so hard to ignite. Luga could now clearly hear the angry scolding of the Saxons below on the city walls, and although Luga could not understand what they meant, the anger on their faces was indescribable.

The Saxon javelinmen began to attack the soldiers with buckets of water who were watering the walls, frantically trying to destroy them.

Because they needed to get to the river, the civilians and soldiers who were fetching water couldn't help but stand by the river, because they saw several dragon head warships coming quickly up the Thames.

"The Saxons, the Saxons are coming up from the river!"

The panicked civilians hurriedly threw away their buckets and ran towards the city, shouting loudly for everyone in their path to know the news as they ran. It was a big deal, and the soldiers in the city who were on standby had to be busy.

"Mobilize a field regiment to go over, block the docks, and block them!" Luga ordered Andrew, who hurriedly agreed, and hurried to the battlefield with the commander of a field regiment and the field regiment under his command.

As soon as they arrived at the docks, the Saxon fleet had reached the shore, and one after another dragon ships had landed, and the barbarians, dressed in sheepskin and armed with battle axes, roared at Andrew and them.

They raised their axes above their heads to indicate that they were about to attack.

"Array! Array! ”

The commander of the field regiment shouted, and the soldiers hurried to gather around the regiment commander and Andrew, holding long contradictory cards, and they formed a shield wall. The archers who followed in the rear looked for favorable terrain and aimed their bows and arrows at the Saxons who were constantly jumping from the boats below.

The Saxons roared and lunged at the field regiment, though many of them were hit by arrows that fell along the way. But the Saxons would not care about such a small number of casualties, and they rushed to the dock with a roar and collided with the shield wall formed by the soldiers of the Roman field regiment.

"Stay in formation and don't get swept away by them!"

Andrew shouted at the soldiers beside him over and over again, and they drew their spears at the same time, and then retracted, and retracted, and retracted. This repetition made many Saxon soldiers without shields suffer a lot.

On the other hand, the Saxons, seeing that the fire could not be attacked, decided to attack again, they raised the ladder and re-erected it on the walls of Lendin Lum, and under the cover of javelins, they once again attacked the walls of Lendin Lum.

"If we continue like this, we probably won't be able to hold on!" The officer was complaining to Luga, but even then there was nothing they could do, for they were now locked in a battle between two ends, and could not tell what was going on with the Saxons who had come from the river.

"Hold on, I don't believe they have to fight to the end and not take a breath!"

Luga said to the officer beside him, and with another sword he lifted his iron sword and brought down the Saxon soldier who had climbed down the ladder. Then he came and grabbed the officer's cloak from his shoulders and said to him, "Is it impossible to do without the prayers of the priest?" ”

The officer looked at Luga and didn't know what to do, but Luga pushed him away and said to him: "Hold your post, soldier, the Saxons will soon be scattered, and if we are shaken now, then it is we who will die!" ”

The officer glanced at Luga, gritted his teeth, snorted, raised his sword and shield, slashed to his feet, cut down a Saxon soldier who had just landed, and joined the battle.

On the dock, the Saxons were armed with throwing axes, pulling the shields of the first column of soldiers, waving the axes in their hands and slashing them inside. Most of the Roman soldiers were slashed to the ground covered in blood and still struggled to hold on until they were unconscious and could no longer stand up.

The Saxons tore apart the Romans' shield walls with their flesh and axes and tight force, and they fought with the Saxons, and blood flew in the chaos of the crowd.

Andrew has lost count of how many people he killed, the only thing he remembers is that he kept slashing and the enemies he killed one after another. I knew that my arms were filled with lead, and they were so heavy that they couldn't lift them.

Andrew panted like an ox, no matter how high his enthusiasm was, he couldn't help the limit of his physical strength, he struggled to hold the shield, dragging the iron sword, the blood-stained iron sword was dulled because of the long swing, but Andrew didn't intend to abandon it, he dragged the iron sword and kept walking back, and the follow-up soldiers made up for his vacancy.

One ship after another docked, Andrew and his field regiment were a little overwhelmed, and they had to rotate in order to be able to hold back the Saxon offensive.

However, the battle became more and more intense, and the speed of the rotation of soldiers became faster and faster, and many soldiers were even killed with swords and axes by the Saxons who seized the opportunity in the process of rotation.

One after another, the Saxons on the docks also increased, and although they could not catch up with the field regiments in numbers, after a long period of attrition, the two sides gradually became evenly matched.

"Otherwise, we will launch a counter-charge and push these Saxons into the sea!" Andrew shouted at the commander of the field regiment, "We can't just let them attack so wantonly, so that if they occupy the flat ground on the dock, God knows how many soldiers they have." ”

The commander of the field regiment was also in a dilemma, because his whole body had turned red, he was panting like an ox, and he couldn't see much strength. The soldiers under his command are almost like this, can they really achieve the desired goal by attacking rashly with their tired bodies? No one was sure of this, but Andrew made up his mind to rush them hard.

Just when the two of them were still struggling with the problem of charging, suddenly, they only heard the battle cry of the Saxons not far away, and gradually became smaller. This did not match the style of these barbarians, and the Saxons, who were usually accustomed to overwhelming their opponents with their momentum, suddenly ran out of breath, and Andrew and the head of the field regiment hurriedly raised their heads.

What they saw was that the Saxons seemed to have received an order unconsciously, and they frantically retreated, pushing the docked warship into the river.

"What's going on? What's wrong with them? Andrew wondered, and saw their dragon ships turn around in a hurry, and even the seriously wounded soldiers were abandoned by them and went quickly down the river.