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The legion rolled up the yellow sand, Apis clenched his shield, and the shield hit the veteran Pompey in front of him, but the experienced veteran of the legion took a step back to dodge, and then, the veteran of the legion in front of him clenched his short sword and stabbed it diagonally, Appis instinctively dodged, giving way to a gap in the side, and then, tightening the shield, smashing it out again.

The veteran Pompey was hit head-on and took a few steps back in a daze, while Appis grabbed the short-lived opportunity and rushed forward, sending the short sword into the opponent's abdomen before he could gain a firm foothold. The razor-sharp Roman dagger pierced the military chain mail worn by the legionnaires, and then, only the sound of brutal iron grinding against the muscles was heard, and the dagger stabbed out of the veteran's back. As blood dripped from the tip of the sword, the old soldier cried out in pain as the shattered internal organs began.

While the other party was still groaning in pain, Appis once again brutally drew his short sword, as the battlefield has always been, mercy for the enemy will only lead to his own destruction and injury.

Putting down the bloody legion veteran, Apis swung his short sword again, looking for the next hunting target, on the battlefield, the soldiers of the Tenth Legion saw the commander standing with him, all of them were demoralized, the flag bearer trotted closely behind Apis's position, and Sekras and Klein followed Apis like two faithful bodyguards, following closely around Apis.

On the entire front, there are pictures of blood flowing everywhere and fighting constantly.

Antony's cavalry had already set out, and the Numidian cavalry of Rabienus galloped on the flanks. The plains on the outskirts of Tapsos shouted and killed, and the blood-colored haze stained the sky over the legions.

A loud trumpet sounded, and Antony and Rabienus, two former comrades-in-arms, became enemies of the sword. Duel between the Gallic cavalry and the Numidian cavalry. Both sides were brutal and savage charges.

In the sand, Antony took the lead and entered the Numidian cavalry regiment of Rabienus.

Then, the two sides held their rifles and stabbed each other.

A dismounted Gallic cavalryman tried to stab Rabienus in the eye with his spear, but Rabienus skillfully pulled the reins, and the horse leaped into the air, and then the front hooves of the whole horse were lifted into the air and stamped. The unaware Gallic cavalry tried to pierce the horse's belly under the horse, and then Rabienus grabbed the saddle, and the horse fell violently, crushing the shield of the Gallic cavalry with its front hooves, and then trampling the entire Gaul under the horse's hooves.

When the flesh was blurred, Rabienus did not bother to glance at the dead Gallic cavalryman, and continued to charge into the crowd with the Numidian riders beside him.

Gradually, more and more Numidian riders fell off their horses, and Antony's legionary cavalry suffered many casualties. The Gauls were physically strong, however, the hot climate of North Africa was a severe test for them, and the sweaty Gallic cavalry exhausted their strength and fought bloody battles with Numidian cavalry from arid regions.

At the most critical moment of the battle, Caesar personally led the reserves to rush up. They were the last elite of the Roman legions, flanking the battlefield, with Rabienus's cavalry being attacked on both sides, and on the frontal battlefield, the infantry phalanx of Cventus was gradually losing to several of Caesar's main legions.

The tenth, the thirteenth legion was killing with blood, and Appis was surrounded by corpses covered with blood, and half-crippled Roman soldiers, as well as many new recruits who had entered the battlefield for the first time, had a nervous breakdown, sitting on the ground, weeping bitterly, their expressions were extremely painful and panicked, looking at the comrades who were still talking and laughing last night, and now they were lying on the sand with their internal organs exposed, unrecognizable, this horror and cruelty made many recruits who had illusions about war the night before, and now they have completely lost their desire for glory.

"For Rome! For a new Roman ......"

Caesar rode on his tall horse, commanding the elite guards around him to charge the Numidian cavalry of Rabienus. Then, with Antony's legional cavalry, he besieged the Numidian cavalry regiment. The Numidian king Yuba was still fighting bloodily, but Rabbi Enus knew that the tide was turning, and they were no match for Caesar. Even Pompey couldn't stop him, he should have thought that this civil war had long since ended.

Then, in a frenzied shout, the king of Numidia was pierced through the body by a horde of Gallic cavalry with cavalry spears.

The fall of a brave king also means the end of a dynasty. Yuba was dragged off his horse by the savage Gauls under the horrified gaze of the crowd, and they drew their Roman daggers and stabbed the fearless king indiscriminately, until Yuba's body twitched unconsciously due to excessive bleeding and severe damage to her internal organs. Finally, the Gallic cavalry mounted their horses and, shouting orders for their horses to take off with their front hooves and stomp on the king's face...... Until Yuba was unrecognizable.

In the battle, Caesar's cavalry could not wait to surround the remnants of Pompey's army, and in the middle, Cventus's army was defeated under the fierce attack of Caesar's 10th and 13th legions.

Victory after victory declared Caesar's absolute supremacy in the Mediterranean.

"Rabienus, run away with your tail between your legs, Caesar and I despise what you do, traitor!"

Antony may have recognized Rabienus in the dusk of the battlefield, shouting and mocking his former comrades, while Rabienus struggled to withdraw from the battlefield in the crowd, protected by the loyal Numidian cavalry.

Apis dragged a shivering recruit and ordered him to stab the dead Numidian infantry in front of him, using his own blood to complete the transformation from a boy to a man.

The recruit's lips twitched even more, his face was stained with blood, and he looked at the alien warrior who had fallen to the ground, bleeding to death. The Numidian warrior looked desperately at the milky Roman recruit, his abdomen pierced by a Roman veteran, and his intestines running to the ground. The legionnaire recruits were confronted directly by Apis. He held the short sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword trembled like his heart beating at the moment, and he didn't dare to make a move. Appis, on the other hand, was impatient, and he clenched the recruit's hands, and with a sharp stab, the tip of the sword pierced the skin of the Numidian soldier, straight into the chest near the heart. Suddenly, blood splattered, and the recruit clenched his short sword in horror, and the fresh life gradually lost its life under the cold iron sword. This was the feeling of war, which Apis had experienced for a long time, and was now forced to demand that these Roman recruits must accept it as well.

At this moment, as far as the eye can see, it is the Pompei coalition army that has fled in a mess.