"Brothers, all my comrades-in-arms who have fought alongside me, today, we will face a fierce and violent beast, the Germans. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info they are on the other side of this forest. Their bloodthirstiness is incomparable, they slaughter our comrades-in-arms, our brothers, our legions. They are ten times more numerous than ours, brothers, at this moment, 120,000 Germanic people are on our shore, and I want to say that whoever wants to leave today and leave his life behind, I, Abys, will not be retained today, nor will I be dealt with by military law. Today, you have the right to fight freely. However, I want to tell you that today, Jupiter gave us a chance to choose and fight like a lion, even if only for a second. Or, like a sheep, live your life until you reach old age. ”

The decisive battle with the Germans finally came, and after the tragic loss of the Thirteenth Legion and his close friend Rabinus, Abyss came to the Germanic hinterland with an extremely heavy heart, and gave a final speech in front of the three armies. Here, there was once the figure of Rabinus, there was the figure of Caesar, and at this moment, all history has turned to ashes, but it inspires himself to move forward bravely and do the craziest actions. One against ten.

"For Rome!"

No sooner had Abyss stopped his speech than the soldiers below gave a deafening reply. It was as if an awakened beast was roaring, roaring.

"Liberis, your father fought with me, he was a warrior, a hero, a great man, and he saved an entire army with his sacrifice. Today, will you be like your father and pass on the glory of Rome for him? ”

The morale of the legion was high, and Abyss rode on a white warhorse and continued to speak.

"For my father, for Rome! Checkmate. ”

Little Liberes shouted. Immature face, rough hands and face. The young soldier, who was only 20 years old, had already served in the corps for more than three years.

"Nardius, I remember two years ago, you were a debt-ridden drunkard, a ruffian. Two years later, you have proved your worth and ability on the battlefield with your heroic performance. The battlefield is your home. Today, you take all your possessions and buy yourself the best armor and the sharpest sword. I'm sure you'll do your best in this battle. For your soul belongs to Rome, to the legions. ”

Before the battle, Abyss reviewed the resumes and experiences of many low-level legion infantrymen, and at this moment, Abys, who calmly gave a speech on his war horse, was undoubtedly touched by the warmest feelings of the soldiers. The low-ranking legionary Nardius was so excited that he could not even speak for his superior's trust and public praise, but just slammed his fist on his chest and roared loudly.

"Tilabis, Oka, Farnaras......"

Abyss then rode past the front of the formation, mentioning the names of the low-ranking soldiers. Finally shouted-

"Fight for the Republic, fight for Labinus, fight for the hope of Rome."

The officers and men of the three armies were boiling.

Next, there is the long-prepared positional battle. This is a decision and tactical arrangement after discussing with Crassus Jr., Maxim, and Levi for a long time.

"The other side will not accept our terms."

"Of course. I never thought they would accept it. ”

"You're just mocking them?"

"No, warn them. I'm not Labynus. I am a vengeful spirit. ”

After returning to the cavalry, Abyss and Maxim talked.

Crassus Jr. and Levi continued to stand in the rear of the legion, commanding the chief brigade and the engineer brigade to meet the enemy head-on.

The first rays of the morning sun shone into the Germanic Forest, and the battle began......

A large number of Germanic barbarians came out of the forest, armed with tattered and improvised weapons and shields, like dense ants, and came out of the tall forest. The Germanic leader, a head taller than the others, walked in front of the battle, and stuck a huge axe in the dirt. The skeleton on the handle of the axe rattled. At the same time, while roaring loudly, the barbarians behind him were encouraged to commotion, and hundreds of thousands of Germans roared on the other side of the forest, shouting, striking their shields with long swords and axes, as if tens of thousands of wild beasts were roaring, and the forest seemed to be shaking slightly.

And the Roman legionnaires on the other side of the woodland began to advance in an orderly manner under the orders of the commander, led by the centurion. The shredded cotton wool was stuffed into the heavy armor, and each exhaled of the soldiers condensed into a shallow white mist in the air.

The legions advanced slowly, and in the rear, Roman legionary sappers turned the winches of the ballistas, pulling the cables of the catapults.

"Launch!"

Immediately, Livius stood in the rear and gave the order for the first fire strike. A large number of artillery stones and large arrows, with raging flames, flew towards the Germans on the opposite side.

At the same time, the warriors of the Germanic Suwaihui tribe also roared and charged with anger. Like thousands of beasts charging, roaring, dense barbarians rushing out of the edge of the forest, the earth trembling slightly because it could not bear the weight.

At the same time, countless brilliant "meteor showers" swept through the sky, and cannons, and large arrows whistled through the sky and smashed on the route of the Germanic charge.

The dense grass suddenly burst into flames. A group of charging Germanic warriors were hit by a boulder falling from the sky, crushed under the boulder, their flesh and blood blurred, not human, and the barbarian soldiers who were not hit on the side were on fire, screaming and rolling around.

Gradually, a tidal wave of Germanic people pounced on the red phalanx of the Roman legions.

At the same time, Burda's Germanic cavalry on the flanks also collided with the Gallic cavalry of Abys.

Maxim led the charge of the Gallic knights, who had become cavalry of the Roman legions. The Roman legionnaires, armed with oval-shaped irises and delicate legionary cavalry spears, began to charge. The Germanic cavalry on the opposite side was also undaunted, using simple spears as weapons, almost without armor, and engaged in a confrontation with the cavalry of the Roman legions......

The horses neighed, and blood spilled into the sky.

The cavalry of the two armies staggered past, and countless spears and cavalry spears pierced the living flesh and blood. There was a terrifying puncture sound. Blood gushed out like a fountain. Maxim swung his sword and slashed off the shoulders of the oncoming Germanic cavalry, then pulled the reins and stabbed him in the chest with his knight's sword as another Germanic cavalry staggered past. The longsword that could not be drawn remained in the body of the Germanic cavalry, and the cavalry commander Maxim pulled out the Roman short sword under his horse and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with more Germanic cavalry.

What happened next was not unexpected, these Germanic people were worthy of the mighty warriors, they had no sense of fear on the battlefield, they jumped off their horses after the hand-to-hand charge, and with their spears in both hands, they began to stab at the Roman cavalry on their horses......