"Attack, attack!"

Looking at the infantry that was surging up like the sea, the rest of the riders also rode back cautiously, looking very embarrassed and exhausted. But on their return, they got their leader, Kevin. Sein's warm welcome, though embarrassed, was full of honor, at least the Romans had no way to stop the infantry.

"Take a break, my warrior!" Kevin. "There are so many of us," said Sein, "that there are enough of them to get these self-absorbed Romans back into the sea!" ”

In saying this, Kevin felt as if he had already won, he was so confident, so confident that he could achieve victory, and believed that his soldiers were capable of restraining the Romans who were living on the high ground.

He looked back at the rest of the soldiers, who were not as well equipped as the soldiers who came forward to attack, and they were hardly even regular soldiers. Because there are men and women, and even some old people and children, they are all following Kevin. Theon's call came, armed with old weapons, even sharpened sticks that could be used as weapons.

The disadvantage of their equipment does not make them afraid of battle, on the contrary, they are very enthusiastic about the battle, whether they are old people or children.

"Oh, great Sain." At this time, only the slightly hoarse voice of an old man in the group was heard, it was an old man, his rough and old hand trembling and clenching an old spear, the iron tip of which was deformed, and it was obvious at a glance that this iron spear had followed the old man for too long. Although he was very old, his eyes were still fresh, and he stood in the middle of the army and tried to prove that he could still fight and contribute to the tribe.

Kevin. Sain turned around and finally found the inconspicuous old man in the crowd. "Let's go together! Just as your father ruled over us, as he did thirty years ago, driving the Romans back, this is our land, and now it is ours! ”

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

The soldiers were encouraged by the old man's shout, and they headed towards Kevin. Sein roared, showing their leader what he could do.

"Okay, let's go!" Looking at the soldiers begging for battle, Kevin. Thain wiped tears from his eyes and raised his richly decorated iron sword, brandishing and commanding this army of old and sick men, trotting towards the high ground in front of them, their roar like a roaring tsunami, as if nothing could stop them.

"Brush!"

A shuttle dart was thrown, and it was not enough to stop the Saxons from attacking, and the two armies collided on the gentle tops of the high ground, and the battle began at the moment of contact. Blood splattered, stumps spread to the ground, wails mixed with roars, blades clashed, blood stained the iron.

The shields looked vulnerable to the Saxons armed with tomahawks, and the Roman soldiers lined up in a line with spears. Leaning on his shattered shield, he raised his spear and stabbed his enemy in the bare neck from top to bottom. They are professionally trained, and they know where the thorns can make their enemies bleed.

For a while, the surging blood stained the soldiers on both sides of the battle, and the red of the blood and the pungent smell of blood in the air made everyone red-eyed, and they roared angrily, using the weapons in their hands to each other and to the place of death.

Luga stood among them, and he slammed the Rabelan flag into the ground, brandishing the iron sword of Spada. At this moment, a Saxon infantryman armed with a tomahawk saw this well-armed Luga, who looked like an officer. Everyone knows what it is like to be able to kill a high-ranking officer on the battlefield, and it is likely that he will be promoted to a nobleman, an officer in the army that no one dares to question, or even Sein's right-hand man.

He was afraid that the others would also discover this Roman officer, who did not even have a shield, who had only a Rabelan flag behind him, who did not look as strong as himself, and who plucked up confidence, yes, he was full of confidence. He got into action, raising his tomahawk and rushing over.

He was blinded by the temptation of too much profit, and he only saw that he could be promoted to the rank of knight, and did not care whether he could be an opponent of this Roman officer.

Luga spotted the Saxon soldier rushing towards him, he was not nervous, he leaned down slightly, and assumed a posture of preparedness.

"Die!"

The Saxon soldier seemed to know only that, and he leapt to his feet, raising his tomahawk aloft in an attempt to deliver a fatal blow to Luga from above.

He didn't even imagine that this Roman officer, whose arm was not as thick as him, had the strength to take his blow, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he fell, and he must have been thinking about how to end the battle.

I saw Luga jerk forward, not hard blocking but dodging, and he slammed his shoulder into the waist of the guy who jumped up, making the guy lose his balance in an instant. He screamed and landed on Luga's shoulder, and fell heavily to the ground.

Without giving him any chance to come to his senses, Luga turned around sharply and stabbed his backhand sword down into his chest.

"What a crazy guy!" Luga drew his sword and shook his head at the bloody, dying, and sighed.

Kevin. Seon appeared behind the Saxon, holding aloft the richly decorated sword, and the Saxon soldiers cheered at the sight of the sword, and they were so excited that they launched a new assault on the Roman army.

"The Third Array! The third array advances! Advance! ”

Soon, the Roman soldiers of the Third Array joined the battle, and the situation immediately turned into a brutal war of attrition.

"Order the soldiers of the first array." Luga retreated a little and said to Malenius: "Lead the first array of soldiers who push down to watch the beach, and we can't let the Saxons block our retreat!" ”

Malenius was ordered to withdraw from the battle, and at this time the Saxon infantry was in the middle of Kevin. Under Theon's command, like a wave, the Roman army was pounding over and over again. The battle lasted more than two hours, and many soldiers collapsed due to exhaustion and weakness, and the soldiers behind dragged them to the rear.

"Warship! Our warships! ”

I don't know who shouted first, but everyone turned around, only to see several warships appear on the sea level in the distance, and they rode the wind and waves, and came quickly.

"Reinforcements, our reinforcements have arrived!"

The sight of the Roman ships gave everyone a new courage, and they cheered with their weapons held high, and turned back to wave their weapons at the Saxons to begin their fierce blows.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Seeing that the Romans were so tenacious, and that the Roman warships were advancing with the wind and waves, if the Roman reinforcements arrived, at least he could not defeat Luga's legions, then he would face the result of being surrounded by the Roman army.