"Attack! For Rome! ”

The centurion shouted, and under the dusk sky, a large number of Parthians collided with the Roman soldiers.

Because Apis was anxious to catch up with the Parthian army, the legions did not carry heavy weapons such as catapults and ballistas along the way, so the battle lacked those gorgeous "fireworks displays", and some, only brutal and savage fighting, white swords and javelins, bows and spears and battle axes, colliding with each other on this land, the sound of beating, the screams of the soldiers, and the images of blood flowing everywhere.

When the horn sounded, the cavalry of the two armies rushed out from the flank, and also rushed to kill each other.

The heavens and the earth are dim and majestic. The soldiers were blood-stained in their armor, and the heroes were in tears.

Standing on the high ground, overlooking this dusk land, looking at the dense crowd below, and the constant shouts of killing, Appis couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. A month earlier, little Crassus had probably fought the Parthians in this land. This old friend of his own, in this way, ushered in his end in earnest waiting. And what he did was just to win back his own honor. Appis had conceived of how to weaken Crassus the Younger, either financially, to weaken his fortune so that he could not maintain the expenses of the legions, or to control his legions by other means to prevent him from becoming the second largest in the Roman world. But unexpectedly, before all the measures were implemented, little Crassus was already impatient to set out for Parthia and follow the old path of his father.

Appis could almost guess what the "fathers" in the Senate were talking about behind their backs now. They will say—"Behold, this is the merciful Appis, who killed his comrades and his brothers by the most despicable means. For power, for the wealth and legions of Crassus Jr. Although he had not yet heard a voice from Rome, Appis knew that such a thing would happen.

It's just that I don't have time to think about that right now. The Parthian war with Rome was continuing......

Standing on the high ground, it can be clearly seen that the Third Army has defeated the opposing Parthian infantry and is entering the battlefield from the flank of the Parthian position, and the Ninth Army in the center is flanking the Parthian mass of infantry groups. In the cavalry battle, their own legions were a little difficult, the Gallic cavalry was defeated, and the Germanic cavalry rose up, which barely maintained the battle, so that the Parthian cavalry could not make a detour from the flank. The whole battlefield was dusk and stalemate.

It was not until dusk that the Germanic cavalry and the regular Roman army combined to defeat the main Parthian army, but the pursuing cavalry and Roman soldiers were soon met with stubborn resistance. Located on high ground, Sulena's thousands of eastern archers fired arrows at the same time, and the rain of arrows was overwhelming, condescending and downwind. Even the heavy infantry of the Roman legions could not advance, and many soldiers had to hold shields to defend against the falling arrows.

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"Retreat, we must retreat, the Romans will be on the offensive in a steady stream, wave after wave. We have no supplies, no troops, and more importantly, this is an order from King Orodes, we must retreat. There are still many opportunities for a decisive battle with the Romans in the future, so don't be discouraged. ”

At night, in the glow of the fire, Sulena stood on a stone and addressed the soldiers. They lost more than a thousand men in the daytime battle, and this consumption could not be exhausted by the Roman army. Sulena knew that perhaps, taking advantage of the psychology of the Roman army at this time not daring to rush to the high ground, to withdraw was the last chance. Last time, they had already missed a chance, and this time, they couldn't miss it again.

"Brothers, soldiers, withdraw again, and just tonight we will retreat in batches. Now, the Romans are below, we are on the high ground, they do not dare to rush up, and we cannot rush down, then, take advantage of this time to withdraw our troops. Evacuate this highland in batches. The last to be left will be the warriors and heroes of Parthia, who will be rewarded by the king. But again, the later you stay, the less likely your chances of survival will become. ”

In the light of the torches, Sulena gave a high-pitched speech. A tragic atmosphere reverberated in the army.

In the second half of the night, in the huge army of Parthia, the people who had been evacuated one after another began to be divided, and those who were willing to stay were some poor and destitute people, who stayed not for the so-called honor and the title of hero, but for the extra reward that the great general Sulena had said. This is the only motivation for them to stay and hold their ground - wealth. And just like that, they are treated as heroes......

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"Brothers, follow me to charge, set foot on this high ground, and capture Sulena alive!"

The next day, Publius, led the Ninth Legion, launched another assault on the heights. This time, Syrian archers and Creek archers took cover in the rear and fired a rain of arrows at the Parthian soldiers on the high ground.

As a result, in the loud trumpet, above the phalanx of the attacking Roman legion, there was a scene of countless arrows staggering, and the soldiers formed a "tortoiseshell formation" and advanced slowly. From time to time, one or two soldiers fell in the midst of the arrows, but the whole phalanx was very solid and moved slowly. Until the distance was close enough, the Parthian army on the high ground could no longer bear it, and sent toast cavalry and rushed down in a frenzy.

The Parthian ironclad cavalry swooped down like a roaring wave, and the advancing Roman legionnaires stopped, holding their large shields in front of them, and holding their heavy javelins diagonally outward. Rows of heavy javelins protruded from within the shield wall, forming an impermeable wall of spears.

But the brave Parthian hoplites rushed up against the Romans' iron walls......

In the next second, the toasted cavalry collided head-on with the heavy infantry defense of the Roman legions, and countless javelin spears pierced the armor of the war horse, making a tragic breaking sound. The Parthian heavy cavalry also knocked out many Roman legionnaires. Then the man turned on his horse and swooped down from a high place, and the power of the charge was amazing, but when he encountered an insurmountable obstacle, the inertia of the horse charge also ejected the Parthian rider from the horse's back and flew towards the Roman legion spear wall in front of him.

Dozens of ironclad cavalrymen were suddenly pierced through their bodies by such a spear wall, and fell to the ground after being pierced by countless javelin spears like rotten flesh wrapped in iron armor. Flesh and blood blur.

But the fight to the death also cost the Roman legions dearly, and at least 500 soldiers were killed in this round of charge, most of them soldiers in the first and second rows, who were knocked down and trampled by the charge of ironclad horses......