The subsequent Hun cavalry outflanked both sides of the high ground and rapidly expanded like a bloody mouth, encircling the Aran cavalry in the center.

The Alan cavalry greeted in twos and threes, and they raised their spears and swords and launched a counter-charge against the outflanked Hun cavalry.

At this time, the Hun cavalry took out their compound bows and aimed at the Alan cavalry that was rushing towards them and threw a dense stream of arrows.

The thin sheepskin of the Alan cavalry could not protect the arrows made of thick iron, and the cavalry with the arrows fell in pieces, and the follow-up guys still wanted to fight hard.

Below the heights, rows of archers lined up in support of the Alans fighting on the heights.

Waves of arrows caused the Hun cavalry with their backs to them to fall off their horses, but they were soon spotted by Attila, and then a rain of arrows rained down from the sky, catching the unsuspecting archers off guard.

Soon, the heavy casualties forced the archers to retreat and recuperate.

On the other side, a considerable part of Attila's army had already crossed the river.

"The Romans are on the left, the Goths are on the right, and in the middle are the Alans, the Franks, and the Lombards. Attila couldn't help but sneer as he looked at the tsunami-like army in front of him, and the noble officers behind him were waiting for his fate.

"Go, order our cavalrymen, who have so arrogantly lined up their weakest army in the middle, then let us tell the Romans how stupid their deployment is, after all, in the present mortal world, the human race has not yet been able to completely defeat us!"

"Boom..."

I saw the Hun cavalry ashore raising their spears, and the crowds were like warships breaking the waves.

The soldiers of the Alans and Franks, who were still advancing, saw the mighty Hun army roaring in front of them.

They beckoned together to form a shield wall, and with their rudimentary wooden shields, they watched the Hun cavalry getting closer and closer in front of them. Each of them had fear written on their faces, and even their lips trembled, and the most they said was "the Virgin Mary."

The Franks followed the example of the Romans in clumsily forming a line of defense at the front, followed by the Alans and Lombards armed with two-handed battle axes and short spears.

Faced with a dense array of barbarian alliances, the fearless Hun cavalry relied on the heavy and indestructible vests on the front of their horses, and brazenly charged against the fragile shields of the barbarians.

"Click..."

Hordes of Hun cavalry crashed into their shields, and the roar of men was combined with the neighing of horses.

The Franks' upright spears were bounced off by the heavy horse armor on the chest of the Hun horses, and the shields in their hands were so fragile that they shattered into slag under the impact of the horses.

Fortunately, the line of defense formed by the Franks was torn apart by the Hun cavalry at the moment of the collision.

The two sides collided together, and the Hun cavalry, which could not be fixed, was more like a death squad.

"The light of the sword flashes, and you must not be moved by the thoughts of love and piety, not even the thought of your father's face, and you must not be shaken" - Julius. Caesar.

As Caesar said at the time, the real battle begins with the fact that the protagonist of a romantic novel is not always sheltered and survives to tell the thrilling story of the battlefield to future generations.

If you don't fight with all your might, you will definitely die. Admittedly, the Hun cavalry, which was at the forefront of the assault cavalry, knew their situation all the better.

They are disposable, so at the moment of collision they crash off their horses or hit spears raised in the back.

But in the end, their sacrifice brought a heavy blow to the barbarian army in front of them.

The speed of the Hun cavalry was tearing through the Frankish lines so fast that the Alans and Lombards, wielding axes and swords, did not have time to slash down, and were knocked to the ground by galloping horses or torn their heads or chests by giant "arrows", and fell to the ground on their backs.

The various coalition armies, which themselves did not belong to the same nation, were even more chaotic at this time.

Without a unified command, they are like tiny islands in the sea of people, looking around and not knowing what to do, or forming a small fighting group in twos and threes, saving their lives in the middle of an extremely dangerous battlefield and trying to resist the Hun cavalry who are waving their sabers at any time.

The Huns' grouping soon disorganized the central Roman army, and the Franks and Alans lost their original formations and fell one by one under the swords of the Hun cavalry.

"They really attacked the weakest Chinese army!" Malenius stood behind Luga, he looked at the current battlefield and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh and continued: "It's terrible, so many people can't stop the Huns' charge. ”

"A rabble!" Lu Jia looked at the chaotic military array in front of him at this time, his eyes opened slightly, and he said fiercely.

"Caesar, do you want to help them now?" Fearing that such a blow would shake the disorganized barbarian army and break up under pressure, Malenius did not expect that his question would cause Luga to shake his head firmly.

I saw Luga continue: "They are cannon fodder, and it is completely unnecessary for our soldiers to support cannon fodder, let their own leaders see what they are doing!" Maybe they can save themselves, maybe they can't! ”

It seems that Luga chose to stand by and watch, and he did the same.

"Order the soldiers not to stay and keep going!"

Then, Luga turned his head and looked ahead, giving the soldiers a death order, and the chariot slowly followed the huge formation, completely unconcerned about the chaos that was close at hand.

"What is he doing here?"

Seeing that the middle was overturned by the Huns, but the Romans continued to advance as if they did not see it, Theodoric watched from afar, and he looked puzzled, not knowing how to explain what Luca was thinking at this time.

"Father..."

Torrismond was also incredulous, and he turned his head to ask Theodoric in a whisper, but Theodoric waved him to stop.

"Since the Romans chose to move forward, so did we." Theodoric took a deep breath, and although he didn't know what Luga was thinking, he knew that if he didn't pay attention to these barbarians, he would be torn apart by the powerful Huns' cavalry, and it would be like tearing the entire combined army in half.

It seems that Luga must have other plans, which is why he is so relieved and bold to continue to move forward.

He was a victorious general after all, so the decision he made must have the reason he made at this time, Theodoric thought secretly in his heart, and finally decided to follow Luga to continue forward.

Seeing that his attack did not affect the speed of the two armies on the left and right sides of the Roman side, Attila looked with interest at the Roman chariot that was protected by layers, and the man on the chariot.

"What the hell was he thinking?" Attila surveyed the battlefield and suddenly saw that although the Romans were advancing, their course was deviating, and the goal was the mountain where the battle was raging.

"I see!"

Attila not only laughed, but he finally realized that Luga was also watching the high ground, and wanted to take it with the absolute superiority of the army like the sea.

"Yes, yes! Wise decision! Attila couldn't help but nod her head again and again, and then said to the noble officer behind her: "Give an order, order the Alemanni to join forces with the Alto Goths and other tribes to take down the Visgoths for me!" ”