"Cavalry, protect your horses!"

The moment he rushed into the grass, Antony shouted orders all the Gallic and Germanic cavalry to take care of themselves. Because in the next moment, the only piece of land in the entire battlefield that could be used for ambushing infantry was already filled with Caesar's most elite 3,000 legionary infantry.www.biquge.info

Moments after Antony's cavalry rushed through the bushes, three thousand of Caesar's main backbone veterans drawn from the legions jumped up from the grass and aimed their spears at the Greek cavalry who were chasing Antony's Senate.

They rose from the flanks and threw light spears at the charging Greek cavalry of Pompey.

Dense spears rained down from the flanks and dealt a fatal psychological blow to Pompey's legionary cavalry. Those splatters of blood spilled every corner of their path. None of the Roman generals in the Senate could have imagined that Caesar would be bold enough to use such tactics, and Julius Caesar, who had moved the main backbone of the legions to the flanks before the battle, ambushed them, and wrapped the helmets above the soldiers' heads in black linen cloth to avoid the reflection of the sun and reveal the light. When Pompey's cavalry pursued Antony's cavalry to the designated position, these veterans of Caesar's legion, who had been in ambush for a long time, emerged from the grass and launched a surprise attack on the unprepared cavalry of Pompey's legion.

But the problem was that Caesar, before the war, the number of infantry was already half less than Pompey, but he still dared to transfer the main force of the infantry phalanx to the flank and ambush the cavalry attacking Pompey. Such an adventure is not something that a normal person can do, although Caesar himself is not a normal person.

The attacked Senate generals immediately understood why Caesar's infantry phalanx had rushed into the battle like madmen, because they wanted to convince Pompey and Rabienus that they had enough numbers and high morale to crush Pompey's defenders. But in reality, they don't even have reserves, they just use their own blood, flesh and blood, to confuse Pompey, to confuse their enemies, to attack, use all your cavalry on the flanks, to pursue Antony's cavalry, you are going to win, in fact, you have fallen into their elaborate trap!

"No!"

The Senate general Domelius shouted, but it was too late, and the spears of the Roman legionnaires had already shot through his chest.

As if a banner had fallen, the commander was killed, causing panic among the legionary cavalry. At this time, the infantry of Caesar's legion, who had been in ambush for a long time, and were full of rage, jumped up from the grass, clenched their spears in both hands, and surrounded the cavalry of the Senate.

Caesar's elite legionnaires held spears in their hands, and instead of using conventional tactics, they gathered around their horses and used the spears in their hands, more than two meters long, to poke the cheeks of Pompey's legionnaires.

The horsemen of Pompey hurriedly raised their shields to resist, but were stabbed by other soldiers, and the horses were stabbed, neighing and leaping high, throwing the riders off their horses. Some of the horses were directly killed by the root spears and fell limply. Blood stained the dirt beneath them.

"Everyone, turn around and charge after me!"

The ambushed Pompey cavalry was bleeding profusely, and Caesar's Gallic cavalry, led by Antony, bypassed the cavalry battlefield on the entire flank and rushed straight to the frontal battlefield where Pompey and Caesar decided. The cavalry on the flanks was directly handed over to the elite veterans to deal with.

Rabienus wanted to fight back and prevent Antony from storming the midfield infantry phalanx, but Caesar's veteran ranks were too tenacious to surround his cavalry. In hand-to-hand combat, cavalry is not dominant, or even in a weak position. The veterans of Caesar's legion used various methods to assassinate the cavalry of Rabienus. Cutting off their calves, assassinating the belly of the war horse, poking the horse in the eye with a spear, in short, the "shameless" methods learned from the barbarians are all used on this barbaric battlefield at this moment...... Because war itself is barbaric and cruel. Only the victor has the right to enjoy the so-called glory, and as for the method and process of victory, no one knows, history is written by the winner.

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"you,!"

On the frontal battlefield, Apis has lost himself in a killing frenzy. Those who persecuted him, those days of abuse, those enemies and opponents who were close at hand but could not be killed, were all regarded as the object of anger by Apis. Octavia's departure, Emma's departure, all became Appis's most painful wounds.

In an almost irrational frenzy, Appis drew the short sword from the dead man, and with a wild turn, sent the short sword into the cheek of another Pompey recruit behind him. The gushing blood spilled warmly on his face, and then, turning again, he parried the short sword slash of another Pompey infantryman. In the gap where the opponent has not yet stood firm, one lunges and sends the short sword into the opponent's abdomen. He drew his dagger under the horrified gaze of his enemies, and then slammed his shield down with a bloody slam, smashing the infantryman's head. A viscous liquid mixed with blood burst out of the shattered skull.

Men should be so passionate about killing enemies, and the romantic war fantasies in the mouths of those poets are so childish and ridiculous. When they stand on the bloody battlefield, they know that all the glory theories, all the gorgeous slashes are just boring fantasies that only exist in their pen, here, there is no so-called glory at all, all is the survival instinct that governs you to do every action, only savage fighting, even tearing the other party's cheek with bloody teeth, and the slippery blood even makes you unable to hold the short sword in your hand. You can see the Roman soldiers who fell to the ground crying out for mercy from their opponents, however, the next second, the Romans, who stepped on them, sent their short swords into their mouths!

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"For Caesar!"

Finally, Antony, driving his horse, detoured back to the rear of Pompey's infantry phalanx, from where he charged.

However, before they could charge, the new army of Pompey, which had already exhausted the battle with Caesar's infantry phalanx, was already frightened by the trampling of horses' hooves. The neighing of the horses made them forget the so-called glory and the oath they had made to the gods before the battle. At this moment, the desire to escape trumps all else, and this is war.

Antony led his legionary cavalry, a barbarian cavalry of Germanic and Gaulic people, and swept across the flanks and rear of the battlefield. The Germanic cavalry was even more ruthless, wielding axes on their horses and slashing down the fleeing Pompey infantry like butchers......

Soon, Pompey's left wing began to crumble.

Panic on the battlefield is a very dangerous phenomenon, a person's rout will be despised and spurned by his peers, but the rout of a group of people, or even the rout of a legion, will cause a psychological panic in the whole army, and eventually form a great rout of the whole army.

Pompey's corps of recruits fled one after another, looking down from the air, like a herd of migrating animals, without formation or irregularity, scattered and fled to the backyard. Caesar's ten legions advanced in a tight long line, followed by the cavalry of Antony and Lepida chasing Pompey's large number of routs like ducks. (To be continued.) )