"Bang ......"

We slammed into the bunch of Burgundians, because I was on the front line, and I didn't even know where the strength came from, and I didn't defend myself with a shield in my left hand, and the shield was also a weapon, and my arms were rounded, and I was struck hard in the face of the poor creature in front of me.

"Whew!"

The Burgundian fell to the ground with his face covered, blood pouring from his fingers, and without giving him the slightest chance to struggle, I raised my sword and plunged it into his chest. The poor fellow, who didn't even have basic armor, stabbed in and out in one go, and brought with him the blood that was like a fountain.

If I wasn't afraid, it would be false, just like when I saved Dr. Bella's family, I wielded a sword and killed people, completely unconscious, and every time I ended up with a life, strange images appeared in my mind. It was on a battlefield with enemies on all sides, surrounding us, and I couldn't see the faces of the others, except the flag, yes, the flag of the Gemina Legion, flying above my head.

In front of me another Burgundian rushed up, and through the light of the fire, I saw her thin body, the roar of the charge, a woman, yes, a woman with a shield and a spear, lunging at me. Unhurried, I charged up with my left hand, and when I saw that the spearhead was about to stab my helmet, I swung it backhand.

"Dang!"

The shield flicked off the spearhead, and the force caused the woman's right hand to open, exposing all the weaknesses in her chest.

"Die!"

I didn't raise my sword and stab her in the chest, but a more cruel thought came to my mind, and I swung my sword sideways and broke her hamstring.

"Hannah!"

There was a man behind the woman who shouted loudly, and those eyes were about to fly out of his sockets, this man had an unusual relationship with this woman.

The woman fell to her knees with a scream, she was dead, she was dead! I saw her look up at me, her eyes were tears of despair, was she begging me for mercy? No, I won't be soft-hearted!

Just as she was about to look back at the man, I held the sword high in my right hand and stabbed the woman down with a backhand in mid-air. With a twist, I could clearly see the woman's tear-filled pupils dilated, and her whole body could not fall down because of the iron sword stuck in her spine.

"Snort."

With a bloody iron sword drawn, the woman fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken thread. I killed her in such a cruel way that I screamed in my heart, but I couldn't control my hands. The man went crazy, he threw away his shield and rushed towards me with his axe in both hands!

"Another one? Haha, come on! ”

I swung my iron sword, which was covered in blood and flesh, like a bloodthirsty beast, and roared madly at the man, "Come, Burgundian, take revenge! Come on, you coward! "I lost my mind all of a sudden, I killed people and killed red eyes, there was no guilt or guilt, which made me even more excited!

"Ah!!h

The man's eyes were full of tears, he didn't plan to live anymore, his current thought was to rush up and hack me to death!

"Whew!"

His roar stopped abruptly, and the banner of the Legion of Gemina mercilessly blocked his way, and the huge golden spearhead stabbed into his abdomen until it reached the protruding base of the spearhead, and he looked away at Andrew, who was beside me, and Andrew was holding the banner in one hand, his whole body was stained red with blood, and his face looked even more hideous under the red decoration. Despair, I saw despair in the face of the Burgundian man, who closed his eyes and waited for death to come. Of course, I will fulfill him, swing his sword and slash at the side, and he will be in a different place.

"Attack! Offensive!!! ”

The old Overseer roared hoarsely, and in a matter of minutes we were crushing the group of Burgundians who stood in our way. At this time, the commander once again sounded the horn of the attack, stabilized, and the troops were stabilized! The fleeing mercenaries stopped and looked back at us, seeing that we were all in a hurry, and that there was no other incentive to motivate us more than to see hope.

"Look, those damn Roman bastards!"

"Hey! Romans, beat these bitches hard! ”

Our cry has finally infected most of the retreating mercenaries, causing them to pick up the weapons they had discarded and roar, following in the direction of our spearhead and charging!

How could the Burgundians be so willing to give up their imminent victory? Of course they didn't want to, and the scattered ranks gathered together at their shouts, their shields facing us in front of us to form a huge shield wall. And our mercenaries are like a swarm of scattered ants, swooping down on the Burgundians from all sides.

The Burgundians are savages, but from their formations we are more like barbarians or a mob of swords and spears.

"Knock knock ......"

These strong men relied on their strong bodies and sprinted with all their might, trying to crash into the Burgundians behind their shields. However, the army formation of the Burgundians has a total of four layers, and even if they knock down the first one, they will be greeted by sharp spearheads, not to mention that most of them can't even break through the first layer.

Not to mention the mercenaries who are just there to crash into each other, even the veterans of the war that Andrew and I followed are a little overwhelmed by this shield wall.

"Order the troops, make a detour, and attack from the flanks and rear!"

The old Overseer was a clear-eyed man who knew the weaknesses of this formation at a glance, not to mention that there were not many Burgundians who attacked at night, and together with the mercenaries who counterattacked together, we quickly formed a numerical advantage.

"Woo, woo!"

The trumpeter blew the horn again, this time the rhythm was different, probably there was a means of command, but at this moment, the most critical and core problem came. The men had no idea what the horn meant, and thought that the Burgundian would not be able to hold it, and the attack became more frenzied. But it took a lot of effort to cut the shields of the Burgundians, and the Burgundians did not panic, and under the orders of their leader, who did not know where they came from, the strict line slowly gathered into a circle, and began to retreat slowly, and this time it seemed invulnerable. The mercenaries, who did not understand the military orders in the first place, were in an even more difficult situation.

"Alas, these damn idiots!" The old overseer scolded angrily: "I knew that I would start training when I was in the city, but I have to go to the battlefield, this group of cannon fodder, unenlightened barbarians!" ”

But the swearing didn't get any good results, and even if they did, the soldiers couldn't fully understand what the Overseers meant. As he hesitated, the Overseer's eyes were fixed on the burning tent.

"Soldiers!"

The old Overseer waved us back, pointed to the burning wood, and said to us, "Pick up these woods and throw them among them, I don't fucking believe these bitches aren't afraid of pain!" ”

Following the order, we hurriedly dispersed to pick up the burning wood.

“fire！”

At the sound of the order, dozens of us worked together, and dozens of wooden sticks burning with blazing fire flew into the army of the Burgundians. Suddenly, chaos began to rise in the innermost part of the Burgundian formation, accompanied by the screams and wails of the multitude. The original layered formation was chaotic inside, and the Burgundians inside covered the burned parts, and some simply let the fire ignite.

"Okay, kids!"

That's what we wanted! The old Overseer's eyes lit up, "Let's do it again, come on, boys, do it again!" ”

“fire！”

This time we had all our strength and threw it violently, and the fire stick fell like raindrops into the army of the Burgundians, and now the Burgundians could not hold their breath any longer, and some of them could not bear the pain of burning and rushed out of the army, but soon the mercenaries outside were killed with their swords. The Burgundian hedgehog array was completely disorganized, and more and more mercenaries were interspersed with it, and the confrontation soon turned into a one-sided massacre.

"Long live Rome!"

Victory was at hand, and the old Overseer shouted loudly and led the charge.