At noon, under the scorching sun, the two military formations collided fiercely, like a lecture on the collision of iron walls, and the blood sprayed was the spark they grinded.

In the case of fierce confrontation between the two sides, the Roman cavalry formed a diamond-shaped shock formation from both sides of the infantry, and pierced the rear of the first Sassanid array like an iron cone.

The worst thing is that the Roman cavalry killed a horse pistol and threw themselves directly into their opponents, and a good whole was torn apart by the war horses, and the original confrontation situation was broken, and the team that was broken into pieces was vulnerable in front of the powerful Roman infantry, and the corpses were all over the field in an instant! After all, mercenaries are the masters who sell their lives for money, and the two things of faith and honor really can't arouse their fighting spirit. Soon, they collapsed, just like the first array of Sassanid had just crushed Rome.

This tactic was familiar to the Persians, but they never imagined that they would be able to be attacked again centuries later. The Macedonian hammer under the command of the cavalry officers under Theodosius II showed the first satisfactory results, and the Sassanid troops in the rear had to be reinvigorated to meet the enemy!

"Your Majesty!" The officer behind him began to persuade Isière: "At this time, Rome is in full swing, or shall we withdraw our troops, avoid their edge, and replenish our troops to fight again?" ”

"I've led my army here to win victory and glory!" The young Isiai didn't listen to any advice at all, and in less than half an hour they lost more than a thousand people in an instant, which was a great shame for Isiai, and he gritted his teeth and became short of breath! "Even though the Romans are numerous, we must be stronger, stronger!" Isiai roared angrily and shouted loudly: "All the soldiers in the rear, stand back and take out the gifts I have prepared for the Roman Emperor!" ”

The horn sounded and the Sassanid infantry in the second array immediately retreated, which may not have boded well, but to the fearless Roman soldiers, it was nothing more than a sign of fear on the part of the Sassanid army. They cheered, like bloodthirsty hungry wolves, slashing down all the defeated Sassanid mercenaries they could pursue, intending to pounce on them and tear apart the rest of the Sasanian infantry in one fell swoop!

"Brush, brush, brush..."

The retreating Sassanid troops instantly appeared with hundreds of burning oil bottles above their heads, and they didn't have time to stop and dodge.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The instantly shattered oil bottle was shaped like a beautiful and deadly flower of flame blooming on the Roman soldiers at the front. The raging flames engulfed dozens of Romans, and in an instant, a burning wall of fire appeared in front of the two armies, blocking the Romans' menacing attack. The flames were burning, mixed with the screams of the burned soldiers, looking at the countless figures struggling in the flames, but no one dared to come to the rescue.

The Romans stopped, dragging out the soldiers who were simply on fire and struggling in front of the flames. For those in the sea of fire, they could only listen to their piercing screams and miserable wails, and watch the figures in the sea of fire slowly fall down in the struggle.

Isiai closed his eyes and listened quietly to the earth-shattering scream, a smile on his face, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the plan he had planned to be accomplished, as if even the scorching smell in the air had become very sweet.

The approaching offensive was forced to stop, and Theodosius II could not help but curse in such a despicable way that he even began to blame himself for not bringing trebuchets, otherwise he would have to smash them alive!

The fire is still burning, and even if the fire gradually weakens, it can no longer allow the soldiers to charge, and God knows how many such hole cards he still has. The follow-up troops of Sassanid immediately seized this precious time to gain a foothold, and the remaining forces of Issei were drawn into two straight lines, with spears and shields in front, and iron swords and rods in the back, and the rest of the cavalry was divided into two groups and located on both sides of the formation, on the one hand, to fight against the Roman cavalry so that they would not repeat their calculations, and on the other hand, to become a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the Roman attacking team, if they wanted to charge desperately, it was necessary to think carefully about whether Sassanid Persia would also use the awl hammer tactic to make a big counterattack.

"Keep the rectangular formation advancing slowly, they are not our opponents, steady, steady!" Aurius. Luga was in the center of the cavalry, and he commanded the 500-strong ironclad cavalry at the moment, like an iron fortress, and the cavalry surrounded outside was helpless to take them helplessly, and all the cavalry that fell along the way were their Sassanid Persian cavalry, while the Roman ironclad cavalry was only four or five because of exhaustion, and the Sassanid cavalry who surrounded them were very difficult to kill. Seeing that the only remaining numerical advantage is gone.

"Scatter!"

At the sound of an order, the originally dense and as strong as the city wall "fortress" instantly disintegrated into countless silver individuals, and frantically pounced on the Sassanid cavalry around them. After three strikes and five divisions, the ironclad cavalry killed them so that they turned on their backs and fled in a hurry.

Luga did not order the soldiers to pursue, because after a short battle, he found that not only the horses, but also the people were a little out of breath. The result of the pursuit of the ultimate protection is poor maneuverability and poor endurance.

Luga halted the procession, turned back and rode his horse to retrieve his rifle, sheathed his sword, and went into battle with his spear in front of the close Sassanid army.

"Damn, did you defeat the intercepting soldiers?" The Roman ironclad cavalry was so good that he couldn't muster any more troops to counter and stop the overweight cavalry.

Theodosius did not want to give the Sassanid army any respite, and he also took the opportunity to redeploy the legions, replacing the rest of the soldiers in the second array, and returning to the front position with the exhausted third array, and moving all the cavalry to the right side of the formation, because the ironclad cavalry led by Luga was on the left.

A momentary truce was a great time for the archers to come into play, taking advantage of the chaos of the Sassanid army's movement to rain down arrows and costing the Sassanid army a great price!

"Your Majesty, we still have a choice!" The officers behind him were no longer confident in the current situation, because the army had already lost a third, and there was still a sufficient overwhelming advantage in the face of the same casualties of the Roman legions, not to mention the new Roman all-iron heavy cavalry and its amazing performance completely upset the balance, and the original cavalry advantage of the Isière was now gone.

"No need to persuade, my servant!" Holding his own simple and unadorned helmet, he was silent for a long time before putting it on. "I said I had to get something, I couldn't back down so much and make the Romans laugh, even if it was to die together!" As he spoke, his eyes fixed on the Roman formation opposite, at the chariot behind him and at the men on it. In the same way, Theodosius II sought a result, and he was determined not to see Ixae retreat at this time, and he was eager for a showdown.

"Then it's time for the final blow!" Theodosius II, Isiai I, drew his iron sword at the same time and pointed it at the other side.