Finally, the Gallic mercenaries, led by their leader, braved the crossbows and javelins of the Thirteenth Legion and rushed to the front. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, they were greeted by another layer of impregnable defense. Labinus personally commanded the forward positions of the XIII Legion. The legionnaires lined up in three lines to defend against the onslaught of the rebels.

And attacking from the bottom of the hill doesn't really make any impact. Although these Gallic infantry had basic equipment such as weapons and leather armor provided by Flamini, the gap was still huge compared to the Roman Thirteenth Legion, which had experienced countless bloody battles. As soon as they rushed up, they were pierced through their bodies by the countless short swords and spears of the Thirteenth Legion.

A solid defensive line, under the sun, countless sharp Roman short swords stabbed back and forth, blood splashed, and the Celts fought hard, but they were never able to shake the legion's defense. The stumps and severed arms of the Gallic warriors filled the front line of the Thirteenth Legion.

Rabinus stood in the center of the phalanx, witnessing the battle, which should be said to be another massacre. The legions that Flamini had recruited from Italy did not go into battle, and these barbarian mercenaries were probably there to test the combat effectiveness of the Thirteenth Legion and the defensive capabilities of the mountain. Anthony's Wild Bear Legion suffered heavy damage from the Thirteenth Legion's heavy ranged weapons. Broken shields and bodies were scattered all over the place.

After shielding the Celtic warrior with his shield, Serio stabbed him in the abdomen with his short sword, the sharp Roman short sword piercing through the leather armor, followed by the mournful screams of the Celtic warriors. Despite his injuries, a pair of vicious bloodshot eyes still stared at the cold, expressionless Roman centurion in front of him. And Serio didn't want to talk nonsense, his body pushed forward, pushing down the Celtic in front of him, and the short sword remained in the body of the injured Celtic warrior, and then, Serio stepped forward, stepped on the Celtic warrior's chest, and savagely and cruelly pulled out the short sword. Suddenly, blood splattered, and viscous blood sausages flowed out of the abdominal wounds of the barbarian infantry.

Another Celtic warrior jumped up and slashed the neck of the Roman legionary infantry in front of him with a heavy axe, sending blood gushing out like a spring. The Roman soldier who had been slashed in the neck collapsed like a stone statue. Leaving a bloody water all over the floor. Obviously, this axe cut off his major arteries. The Roman warrior beside him broke the Celtic warrior's tendon with a sword, and the shield struck mercilessly, making the Celtic warrior's face drenched in blood. Subsequently, the sharp Roman sword was stabbed into the heart by the legionnaires. More and more Legionnaires engaged in bloody battles with Celtic infantry.

On the entire front, once again, there was a scene of such iron shields colliding with each other. The Gallic cavalry of Trebany were useless on the hillside, and they tried to storm the flank of the XIII Corps, but the artillery on the high ground caused some casualties to the marching cavalry, and by the time they rushed to the hillside, the horses had lost their powerful impact. The terrain factor is too important for the ancient battlefield, just like the principle of defending the city, in the high place, any heavy object can be thrown down as a weapon, and attacking from the back can only kill itself. Despite the large number of Trebney's troops, the commander did not dare to devote all his strength to the First World War.

……

"General, you're still alive! I knew it was a conspiracy! ”

While Trebany was fighting hard with Rabinus, Appis had already led a small group of men and horses to quietly arrive outside the city of Lugdunum. Taking advantage of his former fame, Apis first sent his men to infiltrate the city disguised as local merchants, and found the chief centurion of the old division of the Sixth Legion, telling him that he was still alive and that Flamini was plotting to seize power. The loyal old legion longed for the return of Appis, the only remaining veteran of the original Tenth Legion, Appis's comrades in life and death, these people were extremely loyal to Apis, and finally, under the arrangement of these people, Appis got in touch with the old legion in the city. and began plotting to eradicate Flaminius' plan.

"Yes, I'm still alive, this was meant to be a mutiny. Oscar, you have to stabilize your emotions, don't show any emotional outpouring when you return to the city, help me organize a group of absolutely loyal fighters, and don't expose this news, otherwise, I and you, all those involved in the plan, will lose our lives. When you've organized enough men, try to tie up Flamini and force him to let me into the city, where I can regroup my legions. I know that the defenders on the walls are no longer our brethren, they are only at the behest of the Flamini. ”

In a farmhouse in the countryside outside the city, Apis arranged the next plan of action with his men with a serious expression. Even if it is difficult, it must be tried, this rebellion must be quickly suppressed, otherwise his years of efforts will be in vain, and what is more dangerous is that the war in Greece is over, and Antony and Octavian have not yet returned to Rome, presumably fighting for post-war interests. Gaul, on the other hand, would soon be their next target, or rather already in their plans. Apis had a vague sense that this rebellion of Flaminius had come too suddenly, too strangely......

"General, I will complete the mission according to your instructions, but there is a question I still want to ask you......"

Centurion Oscar asked, frowning.

"Say it."

"General, why don't you just take the Thirteenth Legion and the Sixteenth Legion back to Gaul and confront Flamini. His mercenaries, as well as the legions conscripted from Italy, are simply a group of incompetent recruits who cannot stand up to you. ”

Oscar said excitedly.

"The reason is simple, I don't want more brothers to shed their blood for me. By capturing Flamini, he took control of the army in the city, and if he did not do so, he would lead the legions directly back to Gaul, which would inevitably lead to a new civil war, which I would never want. Oscar. ”

Appis said, patting the centurion on the shoulder "affectionately". His eyes were full of sorrow. Oscar was moved by such an explanation. Before leaving, the chief centurion gave the standard military salute to Appis, who was dressed in civilian attire, "Courage and glory".

"Courage and glory."

Apis replied calmly. Watch the thin figure of the centurion fade into the night.