At this moment, a large number of barbarian infantry and oriental infantry crowded together, frantically rushing towards the three Roman hundred-man teams commanded by Seklas. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were furious, brandishing axes, short spears, and long swords, and jumped above the shield wall of the Roman legions in a frantic charge, and then, the brainless and brave barbarian infantry was assassinated by the blood of the Roman phalanx, and the legionary infantry withstood the pressure outside the shield wall at the same time, and stabbed the short sword out of the gap in the shield wall, and the barbarian infantry who climbed the shield wall frantically, their bare ankles and lower limbs were stabbed with sharp short swords, and some of their limbs were directly cut off, unloaded, and fell down with screams, But the ant-colony rebel infantry gradually besieged the three centurians led by Sekras.

The Tenth Legion bore the brunt of the rescue and began to come to the rescue, Sekras fought and retreated, while the rebels seemed to see the light of victory, and the more fierce they fought, although in reality they were attacking Rome with a thousand soldiers in a phalanx of only three hundred, a squad of more than two hundred.

Appis began to order a brigade to come to the rescue, but the large force remained in place and did not advance, because Pharnacisus did not seem to have any intention of using a large force, and the open valley between the positions of the two armies seemed to have become a swamp of death, and no one wanted to touch it first, so the battle was strangely fought on the flank, but there was no movement in the midfield. Both sides were counting on a high slope on the flanks and a swoop down on the opposing side's central position. And they did not dare to put all their forces into the battle for the high ground, because that would squeeze their own men together, and if everyone was crowded together to attack the high ground, the opponent could smoothly pass through the valley and pounce up, and encircle and outflank the side without formation. This is a sight that the generals on both sides do not want to see.

The shouts from the flanks became louder and louder, after the veterans of the Tenth Legion went up, the battle turned into a bloody battle to the death, due to the increasing number of soldiers killed in the battle, and unable to advance the battle line, Farnassis put more and more troops into the flanks, this was the last battle, Farnasis knew very well in his heart that after this battle, if he was defeated, he would no longer be able to organize such a large army, and Rome's pursuit of him would be endless, and the Romans would never tolerate the enemy, This was well known to Pharnaciss, who had long dealings with Roman legions and politicians.

The bitter battle drained the patience of both sides, the nomadic cavalry once again ignored the command and rushed up the gentle slope where the Roman legions were, they howled and threw their spears, but they were quickly stopped by the legionnaires with a phalanx, ironically, the Roman veterans picked up the spears thrown by the barbarian riders and gave them back, the condescending throwing on the gentle slope made the javelin spears more penetrating and fast, after a skirmish, the steppe cavalry from the Black Sea coast were defeated, and then, A large number of eastern militia shouted and rushed down the high ground, rushing up the gentle slope where the Roman legions were in the middle.

The situation of the battle developed beyond Pharnaciss's expectations, and it was not his command ability that defeated him in the end, but the gap between the high cohesion of the Roman army and the loose tribal form of the barbarian tribes in this era. Just like Caesar defeated the Celts in the Gallic War, the tribes can never form a unified command and command, their armies come from various tribes, each tribe has its own leader, chieftain, dozens, or even hundreds of tribes, as long as the chief of one tribe can't help but charge, then, the rest of the tribes will also follow this brainless and reckless tribe to start charging, the ancient world did not have such a developed communication system in modern society, No one knew whether the attack was an impromptu order from the commander-in-chief or a solitary action of the soldiers, and everyone would only rush forward with the large force, and the situation of the battle was often not what the Allied commander-in-chief had envisioned. During the Gallic Wars, Vicintoli was repeatedly "betrayed" by his own men, and now it was Pharnacis's turn......

"Soldier, prepare!"

When the rebels rushed up, the centurions of the Ninth Legion were already in full position, and the soldiers held their heavy javelins in their hands and waited for the centurions to shoot them. Below the gentle slope were tens of thousands of tribal troops rushing wildly, and above the gentle slope were the phalanx of Roman legions, whose javelins were aimed in the direction of the rebels.

The next moment, more than two thousand rounds of Roman standard heavy javelins were thrown from the hands of the legionnaires, like a storm, a raging storm that fell on the earth and in the direction of the Farnasis rebels.

The blow was fatal, and even the heavily trained regular army infantry could not withstand the heavy javelin rain of Roman legions, let alone these eastern infantry from various tribes.

The rain of javelins pierced through the shields and armor of the Eastern militia, piercing their bodies and heads, and blood poured out like a river of blood from hell and sprinkled all over the battlefield. Fear spread throughout the battlefield, and the Horde Alliance, whose morale had just been high, was thrown into disarray, and the Legion took the opportunity to launch a general attack while the enemy was still on its footing.

"Soldier, forward! Cut their flesh off their bodies! ”

Little Crassus stood at the head of the line, shouting loudly, and at the same time, the Ninth Army behind him was also pushing flat against the chaotic rebel ranks under the extremely high morale.

The attack of the Roman legions, from the air, was like a red ribbon, rushing towards the chaotic black crowd, little Crassus stood in the center of the line, not a single legionnaire who came out of the phalanx without permission could be seen, the whole front almost kept a straight line of advance, under the trumpeter's vigorous blowing, the legionnaires attacked in an inherent rhythm, the iron armor, the battle flag was like a burning flame, burning all over the battlefield.

"For Rome!"

Three thousand soldiers of the first line rushed forward and struck the rushing Phernassis rebels with large square shields, and the eastern infantry were armed with all kinds of weapons, some of them charged like barbarians, with battle axes in both hands, and then slashed high, while others were armed with short spears and charged and pierced head-on.

The heavy infantry of the legion used the square shield as a cover to block this wave of attacks, and at the same time attacked, the square shield was tightly attached to the chest, and then when the opponent attacked wildly, the short sword was coldly pierced from under the ribs, stabbing the opponent's abdomen or thigh, and at the same time of each stab, the shield was used to protect the body at the same time, and all the soldiers were closely connected, forming a rock-solid shield wall.

Little Crassus charged into battle, stabbing an Eastern infantryman in the abdomen with a sophisticated sword, blood engulfed the short sword, and then, the iron sword was tightly bitten into the soldier's body, unable to pull it out, and the little Crassus stepped on the dying rebel militiaman, and pulled his sword out of the soldier's body with all his might, only to hear a more tragic moan, and blood splashed on little Crassus's body. The campaign entered the stage of full-scale war. (To be continued.) )