Trumpets and whistles sounded suddenly, and at the exit of the Rabinus camp on the side of the 15th Legion, a large number of soldiers holding Spanish leather shields, as well as various barbarian flags, such as bulls, swallows, flying horses, wheels, etc., began to form a wide horizontal formation along the gentle slope of the gravel, and ran towards the 15th Legion.

"I can't confirm how many brigades the enemy has, general. The sand was too great to be recognized, and their emblems were different from those of the Roman legions. Several scouts standing beside General Serha with their necks stretched out hurriedly spoke, and at this time, whether from the enemy formation on the opposite side or from the camp of the Serapis Legion itself, there were chaotic drumbeats, fork bells and horns, which made Serha upset, "Don't worry so much, all the soldiers, follow the original battle plan!" ”

At the sound of the trumpet, the double column of the fifteenth legion turned and stood still one to the north and the other to the south in an instant, forming a double-sided horizontal battle line, and in the middle all the pack horses and camels were very skillful in lying down under the scolding of the military slaves, "Archers, excellent archers from Nubia and Medejie, your arrows can shoot through the sun and the moon, can shoot the wings of flies on the Nile, what else is there to fear, is there any difference between this desert and our small life?" "In the billowing dust, many dark-skinned centurions with bone whistles around their necks shouted in the native language to the archers of the legions, telling them to rush to their own arrays and set up their formations.

The flags of the golden flies were erected one by one, and they were facing the archers on the other side of the enemy camp, and quickly lined up the formation of "six in one". After setting up the bowstring. All of them stepped forward. Against the surging Spanish allies of Rabinus, all the arrows were tilted out in a wave of lightning.

The cluster of arrows that fell diagonally hit the shields of the Spanish soldiers with a hail sound, and many people clutched their bloody necks and heels, and finally fell to the ground on their knees. However, the follow-up men and horses were still brave, and they crossed the bodies of their injured or dead comrades in front of them, giving full play to the advantage of being light. Under the cover of the cavalry of the flanking partners, taking advantage of the short time for the fifteenth legion to redraw its bows and arrows, they ran and charged.

At this time, on the front line south of the Fifteenth Legion, Tagus led the chief brigade of the Mountain Falcon Legion and passed in front of the friendly forces without hesitation, and the rest of the brigade also held flags and concocted the same way, "Don't stop, our goal is to go to Waga City, just leave it to those dark-skinned guys here." "Commander Karenus sweated with all the centurions. Holding a shield and a sword, he ran on foot. The slaves of the 15th Legion ran out of the queue with pointed water tanks and stuck them all in the sand. As each soldier of the Twelfth Legion passed by, he scooped up the water with a long spoon and replenished it into his newly equipped skin.

When the columns of the Twelfth Legion, all of which had crossed the positions of the Fifteenth Legion, and were approaching the city of Ouga, nearly a day had passed, and Serha's lightly armed archers and infantry alternated with each other, and repulsed several short charges of the Spanish "Barbarian Army" in succession, and within the range of the arrows in front of the battle, the corpses of the enemy's soldiers and horses, mixed with the reeds and feathers on the tails of the arrows, were like a river of flesh and blood in the desert.

At the same time, Paruma's cavalry corps had reached a mud-churning tributary with an exposed riverbed, and the front was covered with neat infantry footprints, which were about to be covered by increasing dust and smoke, indicating that the two legions had just waded through.

Layers of sweat oozed from the centaurs, and the front ones didn't have time to wipe them, leaving white salt stains, "The area where the battle is in front of you, and there is a half-roman, where you can keep watch and rest." The little pigeon Paruma seemed to be unconcerned about the fierce battle of the fifteenth legion in front of him, and soon the Germanic Weaver cavalry, who had been the rearguard, ran to the front of the group, scattered in twos and threes, acting as scouts, while the rest of the cavalry dismounted, squatted in the shadow of their mounts and camels, and began to drink and eat.

The advance of the Twelfth Legion was very fast, and when it was less than three miles from the city of Vaga, the leading Tagus ordered the flag bearer to raise the banner of the mountain falcon, and the soldiers in front and behind stopped one after another, and very skillfully took their weapons, and arranged the battle formation according to the subordinates of the ten brigades.

Between their premises and the city of Vaga, there were rare valleys, forests, and steep streams of rock, which were the most pleasant sights they had seen after crossing nearly ten Roman miles and their eyes were full of yellow sand. But one of Rabinus's legions, along these terrains, also spread over the entire region, and this is the most fundamental reason why Rabinus asked everyone to stop.

"If you want to rescue Varga City, do you have to break through the interception of this group of people?" Karenus from behind also rushed over, and then he waved his hand and said to the herald, "Go and ask the fifteenth legion over there, have you repelled the enemy?" If not, then the Balantia Falcon Banner will enter the city first! ”

Then, without delay, Karenus ordered all the brigades of the legion to line up on the left, center, and right flanks, first squatted down to eat and drink, and after a little recovery, pressed against the Rabinus corps arrayed in the valley. Karenus himself led a wing of cavalry to press the formation behind, and he said to the chief centurion Tagus, "This time I will be in command, you have another mission." As he spoke, he pointed to a large bush under the slope of the left flank, and Tagus understood, "Leave it to me." ”

In the array of the advancing Twelve Legions, Tagus and the chief brigade were behind all the brigades, in a scattered formation, which looked like a reserve, and the six hundred cavalry attached to the legion were mixed in between, but after the sound of the trumpet, they suddenly raised the formation mark, and in the direction of the left flank for a short time, the infantry and cavalry shouted and swept through the bushes in front of them.

Sure enough, there were hundreds of Mauritanian light horsemen lurking inside, who originally existed as ambush soldiers, but now they were hit by the Tagus, and many of them were pierced through the body by the flying javelins before they could straighten up, or their heads and shoulders were cut off by the long swords of the cavalry of the Twelfth Legion, and their mounts fled from the bushes with a scream under defeat and panic, and before this group of ambushes could understand what was going on, they all fell into the ambush in less than a quarter of the day. Blood and stumps rolled around under the horses' hooves.

Then, the chief brigade of the Twelfth Legion stepped through this bloody field, and went directly to the side of the high ground with great momentum, they were not comparable to Caesar's Tenth Legion in combat at the beginning of the Gallic War, and were also ridiculed by the commander Li Bida, but now this group of soldiers has been tempered and has become a first-class main force. (To be continued......)