The battle is like a tide, and the blood line spreads.

He licked his fat lips, and with an axe, he slashed the shield on the opposite side and even the person behind the shield upside down, "Don't stop me from sealing the marquis-" shouted, raised the giant axe, and his eyes were red and he stepped into the formation, and the subordinates and rebels around him also poured in along the gap......

A little farther away, the horses galloped, and thousands of cavalry rushed out in the howl of wolves, looking down from the sky, and stopped the already chaotic Roman phalanx in a detour from side to side, but did not engage directly, but wandered on both sides and shot arrows here.

When I saw the emperor's banner raised high in the middle, a large number of arrows were covered in that direction, and at this moment, an army came from the east, which was the Illyrian and Italian legions, the battlefield of the Western Liang Army before, these two legions gave up the plan to continue to attack the fortifications, and quickly reinforced, and they couldn't wait for Severus's order, and directly surrounded the chaotic array of 70,000 people, however, in this situation, the number of people did not have much meaning.

At this time, the Black Mountain Rider also came from the east, and without saying a word, he chiseled in according to the opponent's back. In several other directions, the White Wolf Cavalry and the Western Liang Cavalry cooperated with each other to launch a charge to the south of the Roman army.

The two cavalry that sprinted up were like the arms of giants, smashing on the hard body, the Xiliang iron cavalry with the advantage of weapon length, before the other party threw a spear to stab, the sharp spearhead hit the human head, the iron helmet swirled, with blood slurry, and the backward body was then knocked away by the rushing war horse, and the short spear nearby stabbed up against the rushing horse, the war horse screamed and neighed and tumbled, and the soldiers on the back threw and smashed into the pile, and the next second, they were madly stabbed to death by several short swords, and some struggled to get up from the ground, "Come on!" Take a step back, it's not Xiliang Man—" hysterically brandished the ring-headed knife, forcing the surrounding Romans out of the way.

In the rear, the Roman soldiers who turned to besiege and rushed into the formation were about to stab a sword at the hysterical Han Chinese, when a snow-white war horse suddenly struck in, the horse's hooves stepped into sight, the cloak shook off, and the soldier was thrown up without saying a word, and fell to the ground, with a mouth full of broken teeth.

"Move closer to me, rush again—"

Gentian whistled and waved, bringing out a series of afterimages, the jade lion knocked away a few people, Zhao Yun, who was dressed in a white robe, followed by the white wolf rider to kill in, splitting the gap like a wave, Xia Houlan dragged the long knife behind and slashed hard, occasionally he raised his head, identified the direction where Wang Qi was, and pointed over: "Zilong!" Emperor Great Qin is over there—"

On the other side, Ma Chao, who was wearing a white-maned lion helmet, wiped the blood from his face, looked back at Ma Dai and other brothers who followed, gritted his teeth and roared: "Hurry up!! ”

But there are too many people.

The west cloud burned, and before the last light fell, the Xianbei and Hun cavalry wandering around, as well as the Wuhuan people and Parthian cavalry who rushed over, rushed up one after another, and here, five hundred guard wolf cavalry and tiger and leopard cavalry formed a sharp arrow, and the tiger cavalry wearing iron armor launched an impact.

In the orange light, the spears and stones thrown by the Roman skirmishers and young soldiers crossed the sky from time to time, and some of them bounced off the iron armor, and the rushing war horses stepped past the javelins inserted in the ground, with the sound of the collision of iron pieces, and did not slow down the speed, the next second, these soldiers turned around and ran, opened their mouths wide, the sound of fear was stuck in their throats, behind him, the sound of the armor of the ironclad cavalry clanged, and then got closer and closer.

Dozens of stragglers in linen were trampled under the hooves of their horses, countless iron hooves crushed over them, and their hair and flesh were clinging to the ground, spreading out a long bloody blanket. On the chaotic and intertwined front, the heavy cavalry charged, the light cavalry followed, and suddenly crashed in, forming an astonishing crush, and the chaotic Roman foot soldiers knocked over and fell on both sides of the armored war horse, leaving deep hoof prints on the bronze armor, and the guard wolf riders swarmed in, wielding two scimitars to slash left and right, rushing and killing, and moving forward with the spread of the heavy cavalry.

The sound of screaming and fighting surrounded, Gongsun Zhi pulled out the seven-star knife from the neck of a Roman, and half of his face was stained red with blood, he glanced at Lu Bu who rushed to the front, and his eyes swept around, and the dense crowd of people was far away, and he vaguely saw the location of the king flag, and there was a terrible scream next to him, a Roman centurion was hacked to death by several wolf riders, and the scimitar was stuck between the neck and the armor and could not be pulled out, Gongsun Zhi threw the scimitar on his waist to the wolf rider, and then pointed to the direction of the flag: "Kill it!" The front line advanced again towards the dense figures.

Looking down from the perspective of the sky, the circular Roman army formation was suffering from piercing attacks from all directions, especially the frontal rout impact, the moment of contact, the front line was shaken, and in other directions, the impact from the cavalry was also chaotic in front, it was difficult to organize effective resistance, and many places were torn apart, and it was still maintained until now, relying on the advantage of numbers......

Severus held up his spirits and listened to the news from all directions, while constantly giving orders to organize the veterans of the rear team to come forward and fight back, as for the young soldiers and stragglers in the front, there was no time to take care of it.

He fought all his life, conquered many rebels, barbarians, and flew the Roman eagle into the skies of Britain, but only this time, he encountered such a strange war on his own doorstep, but I am afraid it will also be the last.

"Breakout ....." His voice squeezed out of his throat with difficulty, and he could feel the crumbling array, this was an unprecedented pressure, maybe he gave up everything here while he was in chaos, maybe there was still a chance.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last ray of red light shone on his face among the western clouds, and in the buzzing sound of fighting, the soldiers rolling in the blood wave and wielding iron hammers were pushed like a wall, the black sword and shield cavalry in the east dismounted and killed each other in countless small formations, the two light horsemen in the south rushed like a pack of wolves, and the Xianbei, Wuhuan, Xiongnu in the north, and even the old enemies Parthians also fought in the wind. There was a cavalry of hundreds of people in the crowd who was already frantically approaching the center.

"Let's go!"

Severus didn't look that way, he whipped with his sword, and the two hundred Praetorian cavalry behind him opened the way forward, and at a certain moment, the mortal two-knife cavalry came feverishly, ignoring the Roman soldiers rushing around him, and launched a desperate charge according to the two hundred Praetorian Guard knights who were about to break through.

At a certain moment, Gongsun Zhi killed a Praetorian Guard, and saw the figure of the purple cloak, "Severus!!" With a flick of the blade, the moment the blood beads spilled, the horse rushed over, and the wolf riders of the guards desperately caught up with the Roman cavalry that pounced. Over there, the old man heard the Cylius language and felt that he was calling him, and when he turned around, he saw the knights from the east rushing towards him.

He has been brave all his life, and naturally he will not retreat.

Clenched the hilt of his sword and was about to meet it, when the Praetorian Cavalry beside him stopped him and shouted, "Your Majesty, go quickly-"

"Get out of the way!" Severus tried his best to break away from them, his eyes looked ahead, the black war horse was coming in an instant, he hurriedly swung his sword to meet it, this is the battle between the highest on the east and west, how can he be cowardly! On the other side, the galloping shadow roared high-pitched, and the man in wolf velvet and black armor was one step ahead of him, slashing down with a sword.

The red color of blood came into view.

The arm holding the hilt of the sword threw into the sky.