In the bright sun, Crassus Jr. led three thousand barbarian cavalry to the Grumman position. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The Germanic cavalry continued their previous tactics, with the secondary riders jumping off their horses in advance, drawing their bows and shooting arrows, covering the charge of the main rider with melee weapons.

The Makonian cavalry and the Upi scrambled to charge, and a rain of arrows swept over their heads and spilled into the crowd of the Grumman tribe opposite.

Surprisingly, the Grummans did not show much panic when they were attacked by cavalry, but angrily raised their willow shields and spears in an attempt to fend off the tribal cavalry fighting for the Roman legions. Perhaps because of the pure Germanic blood flowing in their bodies, these barbarian warriors still held their spears and did the fearless act of blocking the car with their mantis arms before the war horse charged.

In the next second, the war horse was like a flood beast, pushing down and crushing a large number of warriors of the Grumman tribe. Their bodies were a blur of flesh and blood, some of which were trampled beyond recognition, and many of the Grumman infantry were knocked into the air the moment the cavalry charged, and were mercilessly trampled as they fell.

A wave of wild charges came down, and the original dense frontline positions of the Grummans were suddenly razed by a third, and a few minutes ago it was still full of people and densely packed with people, but at this moment, it turned into a pile of miserable corpses. However, in the era when there were no stirrups, the cost of cavalry charges was also high, and Appis's Germanic cavalry guards also suffered more than 100 casualties after a round of charges, most of whom were pushed off their horses by the force of the recoil, and fell to their deaths. The Grummans blocked the charge with a human wall.

Then, under the field orders of Crassus Jr., the cavalry urgently retreated, after all, this thing was not for close combat, and when the bloodthirsty Grummans poured in again, Appis's Germanic cavalry had slipped out of the battlefield with brilliant exploits. This was followed by a large number of regular Roman legions.

These Roman veterans, who had experienced several life-and-death battles, formed a phalanx with shields, shield walls, and slowly advanced. Roaring powerful slogans, stepping on neat steps, approaching step by step. Like a terrifying red tide, approaching the scattered positions of the Grummans.

Subsequently, the remaining Grumman warriors, led by the clan elders and chieftains, roared and charged towards the Roman phalanx. Perhaps with little previous experience with Roman legions, these barbarian warriors charged fearlessly, bare-chested, armed with axes and spears, while a few nobles fought in armor, while the red Roman legions stopped advancing moments before they approached the enemy, and the red waves were densely pushed together.

"Shield Defense!"

The centurion roared. Immediately, the horn sounded, and the Eagle Banner was pushed to the front. Reflecting the golden glow in the dazzling sunlight. That was the glory of the Legion......

In the chaotic and noisy charge, countless javelins streaked through the sky and whistled into the sea of Grummans. As usual, the Grummans had not joined in the previous battles of the Germanic Grand Alliance, and they had no experience in fighting the Roman legions, and the Grummans suffered heavy losses in the face of a rain of javelins flying like locusts. The warriors fell in pieces like ears of rice harvested after autumn. Heavy javelins pierce the torso, arms, thighs, and even heads of barbarian infantrymen. Blood flowed everywhere. Fear began to spread among the army. However, the Grummans could not retreat, and if defeated, their homeland would be razed to the ground, and their people would be enslaved by the Romans forever. For these tenacious fighters, they could die in battle, unwilling to become slaves, to be enslaved, exploited, and enjoyed.

After a slight adjustment, the remaining Grummens, under the personal leadership of the chieftain, angrily and frantically pounced on the position of the Thirteenth Legion. They trampled on the corpses of their comrades, but their eyes were only angry and bloodthirsty. Black waves rushed to the red embankment. At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, countless sword collisions sounded, and countless screams rang out.

The Roman soldiers endured the frenzied beastly onslaught of the Grumman barbarians under the protection of their shields, and although the number of the Grumman tribe was greatly reduced after the cavalry charge and javelin strikes, the infantry of more than 10,000 men alone was enough for the Roman legions. Many Roman GIs lost their patience and reason under the blows of the Grummans like mad dogs, and before the centurion could blow the horn of attack, they got up and stabbed their short swords, and the consequences can be imagined, the enraged Grumman warriors slashed the necks of the Roman soldiers with an axe, and the heads of the legionnaires flew into the air like leather balls, flying everywhere with strong blood.

And the irascible Grumman warriors once they jumped into the phalanx of the legion without a head and no brain, the result was the same, they were assassinated by a group of Roman soldiers, although it was not as bloody as when the barbarians slashed and killed the Roman soldiers, but the death process of the barbarian warriors was extremely painful, those sharp iron short swords pierced the skin, pierced the internal organs, and then cruelly pulled out and bled and stabbed again, only to hear the heart-rending screams of the barbarian warriors and the gradually falling bodies.

The layers of tortoiseshell formations continued to withstand the manic attacks of the barbarians, the axes and long swords on the periphery came like raindrops, and the sound of ding-dong blows came from the shield wall, and it was almost impassable on the front line. It was only then that Levius gave the order to assassinate and fight. The Roman soldiers, who had been suppressed for a long time, began to stab their short swords from between the gaps in their shields in a rage. The bodies of the Grummans fell in pieces, and in less than half a Roman hour, they were piled up in the front row of the Roman legions. Blood flowed down the ankles of Roman soldiers.

At this time, the Germanic cavalry of Appis, who had previously withdrawn from the battlefield, defeated the cavalry of the Grummans, detoured back to the rear of the main battlefield of the tribal infantry, and launched a charge......

The Germanic cavalry charged along with the Roman cavalry of Labinus, and two cavalry brigades launched a fierce attack from the rear of the barbarian army.

Like a siege rather than a battle, the rampaging and bloodthirsty Grumman armies were dwindled by the Roman legions' tactics and encirclements. Apis was surprised that if the opponent was also the Roman army or the Greek and Eastern armies, the morale would have collapsed under such battle losses and attrition, and these Germanic warriors on the field, they had no other performance than wielding battle axes and wooden sticks to meet the invading Roman army. It's like a bunch of fearless beasts.

Since the Grummans were unwilling to surrender, Apis had no choice but to order their total annihilation. It wasn't until dusk that the battle gradually stopped, and the vast forest shallow battlefield was filled with the dense corpses of the Grummans, most of them were already full of holes and unrecognizable, and the blood stained the several streams that flowed through the forest red, and many dead Grumman corpses were washed down the river with the river. Appis walked across the battlefield in military uniform, without a drop of blood on his hands, but saw the hands of the soldiers stained with evil blood, and many Roman soldiers even searched for valuable goods on the corpses of mutilated barbarian warriors, even though these barbarians actually had almost nothing on them...... The smell of blood wafted through the air, and another resisting tribe was trampled under the feet of Appis's legions......