"Get in the water! Offal! ”

It was close enough to the beach, but the brave Anlasis could not bear it, and he cried out and jumped out of the boat first.

Behind him, except for the rowing soldier, the rest shouted and jumped from the boat over the calf-offshore. They laughed evilly and shouted insults at the Vandals on the other side, as if this would boost their morale and make the enemy fearful, and they wondered if the Vandals on the other side would understand their rude words.

Of course, how could the Vandals allow the oncoming Romans to stride in front of them like a military parade?

Hundreds of people bent their bows and arrows and pointed directly at the oncoming Romans, and a dense volley of arrows came from the left and right in front of them, which was the most lethal for the Roman soldiers who had not yet established themselves. The arrows swept by, and along the way, soldiers screamed and fell.

Anlasis relied on the shield cover of several guards on the left and right to advance step by step, but the soldiers who followed behind him could only block the arrows in front of them, so they were powerless to resist the unstoppable arrows on the left and right, and people kept falling to the ground with arrows, and more of them braved the rain of arrows and gritted their teeth to move forward.

"Just like I said, form a tortoiseshell formation! Form a tortoiseshell formation! ”

Anlasis roared behind him, thinking that the soldiers needed a target, when he saw the flag-bearer holding the dragon's head flag who had just jumped out of the boat and was walking towards the difficult one.

"Hey, you! Come here, come here! ”

Anlasis waved at the flag-bearer, who did not dare to slack off, and trotted over with the flagpole in his arms.

"Yes, yes! Here I am, come, come! ”

Anlasis desperately needed the iconic dragon head flag, so he kept urging the bearer to take a step. The war is urgent, how can the standard-bearer not behave well in the face of the general's call?

"Whew!"

He lowered his body and ran as fast as he could, but when he was less than five meters away from Allassis, the bearer fell back sharply, and an oncoming arrow pierced him in the head through his left eye. I didn't know if the blow was fatal, but it was too late to lean back for a short time, and I saw the bow and arrow flying in a concentrated fire, shooting into the body of the flag bearer from all directions.

"Boom!"

The standard-bearer was not in his designated position, he had fallen in front of Allassis, and so many arrows had already condemned his death.

"Damn it!"

Anlasis slapped the sand under his feet and cursed fiercely. The dragon head banner lay quietly on the beach not far from the corpse, and Anlasis needed it, but as long as he took the dragon head flag, he would definitely be caught by the archers, and then he would assign others, and I am afraid that no one would dare to take this life-seeking thing.

But the army was so scattered that it was impossible to move an inch under the dense bow and arrow cover of the Vandals, and the soldiers needed leadership, unified command, and could not just become a living target for the Vandals on this beach.

"Cover me, back off! Back off! ”

As the supreme commander, Anlasis naturally knew what role he should play now. He beckoned his guards to step back, and when he was less than three meters away from the dragon flag, Allassis jumped up and picked it up. The moment he picked it up, several arrows landed on the sand not far from his hand.

"Got it! Got it! Anlasis held the dragon flag in his hand and laughed wildly, and he didn't care if the arrow grazed his scalp, after all, it was a commonplace scene, and it was no longer so worrying for this general who had been on the line of life and death all year round.

"Blow the trumpet, and order all the rest who are still alive to assemble!" Without a moment's delay, Allassis ordered his guards to blow the horn of the rally. "We only landed more than 500 people for the first time, and I don't want all my soldiers to die before the second group of people land!"

Soon, the horn sounded, and the originally scattered soldiers began to slowly gather and form a tortoiseshell formation under the command of Anlasis. This is not like the tortoiseshell formation of the hundred-man team in the early days of Rome, which has been improved over the years, and now the tortoiseshell formation has even expanded to allow two field regiments to be combined.

"How many archers do we have!" Anlasis asked, looking back.

"There are less than fifty left." The centurion behind him replied, "We were within range of the Vandals just when we came ashore, and because the formation was scattered, it was good that we had shields, and the archers without shields were badly damaged in the confusion. ”

"The trebuchets in the rear stopped when we landed, were they afraid of hurting us? Useless stupid! ”

Now that he was beaten by the Vandals' archers, he couldn't raise his head, and he couldn't see himself fall into the disadvantage, and Anlacis was naturally holding back his anger. Now there were only fifty archers, and half of them were lost when they landed, and although there were Vandals everywhere in front of them, it was not sure what kind of strength the Vandals would be behind the defensive line. So you can't just rush over at the moment, what you need is to wait, wait for more reinforcements to arrive.

"Sir!" At this moment the soldier beside Anlasis shouted to him: "The second field regiment is approaching!" ”

Turning back, Anlasis saw the small boats that had just arrived, loaded with soldiers of a field regiment, approaching the coast.

"Hey! Don't stop when you get off the boat, come here, come to our side! ”

Anlasis waved the dragon head banner in his hand at them, which of course made it clear to the centurions in the field regiment. They beckoned their soldiers to disembark quickly, and ran quickly in the direction of Anlasis in the rain of arrows, although many soldiers fell to the ground along the way.

With the addition of this field regiment, now the confidence in the mouth of Anlasis is getting more and more sufficient.

"Now, keep the current formation, push, keep pushing!"

A huge tortoiseshell formation, with soldiers with large round shields in front and archers in the rear, advancing step by step against the arrows of the Vandals. At a distance of less than fifty meters, Anlasis raised his hand and shouted: "Attack! ”

"Woooooo

"Attack! Offensive! ”

The soldiers behind scattered in a hurry, and the archers behind slammed to their feet at the order to attack, and drew their bows in round their hands.

"Click......"

With the sound of bowstrings, one hundred and fifty arrows flew into the air and landed on the heads of the Vandals behind the line. The Vandal's archers were overwhelmed by the sudden burst of arrows, thus gaining precious seconds for the charging troops.

"Get up, fight back!"

Vandal's officers whipped the archers hiding under cover, forcing them to raise their heads. But when they looked up again, they felt that it was dark before them, and a Roman soldier had ridden on his head.