"Kill them all! Let them groan like wild dogs under our swords! ”

On the parapet, Klein ran and shouted loudly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Beside him, a veteran of the Eighth Legion grabbed a shivering Afrika Legion soldier and stabbed his short sword into his throat without mercy. In the next second, blood poured out of the broken veins. Another siege infantryman who had climbed the parapet ran towards Centurion Crane, who was struck by Crane's shield and fell to the ground. Crane then stepped on his head and stabbed the short sword into the soldier's chest...... When the iron sword was drawn, blood spurted out like a fountain from the shattered heart.

In the camp, little Crassus simply brought a circle chair, sat down, and was served by the guards on the ship's armor, and picked up a plate of figs and chewed there. Obviously, Certolius' breakthrough operation has been declared a failure. Under the repeated bombardment of the Eighth Legion's catapults and ballistas, Settolius's Afrika Korps outside the camp was already dying, and a large number of legionary infantry lay on the rubble floor, with stumps and broken arms scattered on the ground, or burned beyond recognition by the flames.

The soldiers who climbed the wall made a final fight to trap the beast. They saw no hope, just resisted mechanically, not wanting to become slaves or keep their vows.

Gradually, the resistance of the city gradually weakened.

On the wall, dead or dying Afrika Korps soldiers lay in the aisles, their limbs either chopped up or simply unloaded. Blood stained the trail red. And those soldiers who were still alive and were seriously wounded begged the soldiers of the Eighth Legion to give them a good time. While clearing the battlefield, a short sword was stabbed into the body of a dying soldier. And the most dramatic thing is that the commander of the Afrika Korps, the man who has been agitating the Legion to be the last resistance, Certorius, at the last moment, dropped his weapon and surrendered to the Eighth Legion.

……

"What are you going to do with this coward?"

It was only after the war that Apis arrived from the Haiphong levee and heard about the battle at night. After a brief commendation to the soldiers of the Eighth Legion, he and little Crassus hurried into the camp. Discussing the next strategic arrangement, Saytorius will break through, which is a little surprising to Appis, and even more surprisingly, this thing has surrendered......

"He who does not keep his oath, who is duplicitous, shall not be reused. However, I can still use this Certolius to tease Octavian. Let him be my adjutant, lead the Gallic cavalry, and in the spring, cross the straits with us and go to Africa. ”

Faced with little Crassus's question, Apis replied calmly. A sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You're going to use Certolius to taunt Octavian?"

Little Crassus said as he put his hand on Appis' shoulder and laughed to himself.

"That's what it means."

Appiston paused for a moment, and continued—

"Also, the Afrika Korps has now been completely defeated, and we must seize the opportunity of Octavian and Antony's infighting in Italy to continue to land and seize Africa. The province of Afria is rich in arable land, it is the main source of food for Italy, if he occupies Afria and Carthage, Octavian will be equivalent to losing his economic lifeline, without grain, food, all military actions and diplomatic negotiations, in vain. I will have the messenger with my orders to have Bunodius arrive here with the fleet, and besides, the Third and Tenth Legions have already departed from Gaul and will arrive here in three weeks. We want to land in Africa as fast as we can, and the legion needs the protection and transportation of the fleet to cross this ocean. ”

……

"Damn it! Pitfall! It's a trap! ”

In the narrow valley, Domitius shouted, for the fifteen hundred legionary cavalry under his command, who were the vanguard of Antony, were now being shot by the Balearic slingers above the valley.

Anthony had warned him not to underestimate the enemy, but the victory after victory still made the "brilliant" cavalry commander overly arrogant. He pursued Agrippa to the valley, not noticing the Italian lightly armed troops lying in ambush on both sides of the valley. At this moment, the leading cavalry brigade was ambushed, and the baggage brigade behind was hijacked, and the whole team, in the narrow valley, was divided into three parts......

Domitius tried to return to the center of the line and ordered the large army to retreat the same way, but there Agrippa's three-way army had already surrounded Domitius's main infantry legion.

A large number of Italian lightly armed troops rushed out of the woods on both sides of the valley, and before Antony's veterans could form a phalanx, they threw deadly javelins and spears.

Subsequently, in the chaotic situation, the Italian heavy infantry, which had long been on standby, formed groups of three or five and launched a fierce attack on the narrow line of Domitius from both sides of the valley. Anthony's most proud Ninth Legion was instantly divided and surrounded by countless forces.

Countless short swords and wooden shields collided back and forth on the narrow battle line, smashing and slashing.

Blood was once again spilled on this ancient land of Italy. In the dark valley, dark clouds obscured the sun, and Agrippa's large army was like a black tide squeezing Antony's ninth army marching in the valley over and over again.

Domitius' horse was shot in the neck by a javelin thrown by Agrippa's light infantry, and he fell neighing. After struggling in the scarlet blood for a while, he died tragically.

An Italian legionnaire rushed forward and tried to assassinate the lieutenant of Antony's legion, but Domitius turned around and choked him by the neck, after which the cavalry commander slit the throat of the struggling Roman legionnaire with his sword.

Immediately after another Agrippa's Italian heavy infantry pounced, Domitius didn't have time to dodge, the whole person was thrown to the ground, and then a silver light spilled into the eye socket, instinctively reacted, the cavalry commander used both hands to grab the blade, although both hands were scratched by the sharp short sword, drenched in blood, but Domitius still held the short sword, snatched it, and then savagely stabbed back into the body of the Roman heavy infantry riding on him. Blood poured out of the soldier's chest. Dye Domitius red and blood-red......

In the valley, such bloody battles broke out.

When the ranged attack is over, everything descends into a bloody melee fight...... The tyranny of human nature is vividly displayed at such moments, and some soldiers even continue to stab the bodies of dead people, stabbing the already unrecognizable corpses into thousands of holes and blurring the flesh and blood......