"Suppress the shot." In the established position of the cavalry cannon, a fat centurion raised his sword with full of energy, then shook it a few times, and then slashed down, followed by the rumbling of the fire, this time the cavalry cannon threw not stone bullets, nor heavy javelins, but special fireballs, which could burn slowly, one by one, with a neighing light on their tails, in waves across the night sky, and then fell into the shock crowd of the Helvetians, first burning in the grass on the riverbank, and then forming a fire belt, and then matching the "eyes of Juditya" , heaven and earth, shining the Helvetians so that there is nowhere to hide.

Behind the wooden fence, the scorpion crossbows of the Roman squad clicked and shot continuously, everywhere there were barbarians who hurriedly went around in all directions, and the figures who fell down screaming, and the rest of the soldiers stepped forward one by one with a shout, and stretched the javelins in their hands out of the wooden fence, forming a wall of thorns to prevent the barbarians from attacking.

The Twelfth Legion tossed and turned until the moment the sun rose, but fortunately there was enough ammunition in reserve to shoot out the canopy without limit, and the night hours were shortened in late spring, so the Helvetan infiltration attack lasted less than two moments before retreating.

The sun shone over the Rhone River, in front of the positions of the Twelfth Legion, there was charred turf everywhere, with blue-white smoke still rising, the corpses of the Helvetians were scattered, animal skin shields and long swords were scattered everywhere, and Li Bida, accompanied by his servants, rode around on horseback, and he saw a beautiful and vigorous lark rising through the air and flapping its wings into the clouds on the opposite bank.

"The Helvetian camps are all empty!" A scout with a military horn ran up to Li Bida from the Asase place over there, and reported after saluting.

Li Bida struck the saddle with his horsewhip. "It seems that these 300,000 people are going fast enough. It must have been to Seguangi Gorge. But if they help the old and the young, the journey will not be so fast. Saab, Saab! Sabo, who was standing and watching the battlefield statically, heard the commander's call, ran forward, and stretched out his hand to receive the commander's order.

"Go and contact Your Excellency the Governor, and say that our XII Corps has withdrawn the fortifications of the Jura and is the first to enter the trailing pursuit of the Helvetians in the direction of Torosades. Call, no, I beg His Excellency the Governor to arrange for the other legions to keep up with us. ”

In the field of Lusitania, Saab Kemus would have been vehemently opposed to the commander's arrogant and audacious plan, but now he was thoroughly accustomed to the fact that His Excellency Lybidaeus had more than once "commanded and mobilized others" on the battlefield, even the governor, instead of passively and humbly accepting the dispatch of his superiors. So the young staff officer-like character just quickly jotted down the commander's draft orders on a papyrus scroll with a blank face, and then looked at the other party and saluted straight. Then he mounted his horses and galloped along the riverbank towards the governor's camp.

"I've analyzed it a long time ago. As long as the Helvetians were cut off from the Jura and Lake Leman, they would have to go to their destination by the Seguangni Gorge, and although I have heard that these barbarians carried a considerable amount of grain, it was not easy to sustain 300,000 men and horses! Therefore, their next goal must be to bypass the Rhone and go to the tribes of Eduy, Sejuni, and Alobrogis, so we should leave some of the veteran brigades in the camp as soon as possible, and all the rest of the main forces should be engaged in the pursuit of them. If I'm not mistaken, the next target for the Helvetians was Torrosades, a city colonized by the Latins in Gaul, weakly defended and rich in grain, a key area for both friend and foe. "In the governor's tent, Caesar was giving such an order with his staff and centurions, when Saab Khamus jumped off his horse in front of the tent, and handed the paper of Lybida into the hands of the governor.

"What, Lybidaeus is gone?"

"Yes, the commander has rushed to the front with the Ala cavalry team, and the infantry brigade and artillery detachment have also been mobilized and are going along the Torrosades, and the military situation is very urgent." Sabo tried to keep his tone as concise as possible, fearing that Caesar would seize on the conversation and drag the commander out of Dickmangate.

Unexpectedly, Caesar laughed and complained, "This bastard, am I commanding him, or is he commanding me?" So he put the paperwork on the table, and began to shout for him to prepare his horse—"Everyone, keep the marching column, and follow behind the Twelfth Legion." ”

It was then that Sabo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and respectfully withdrew from the tent, and stood by his side, watching Caesar put on his ornate cloak and gallop towards the road outside the camp in front of the hordes of trumpets and banners

In a field on the north bank of the Rhône, Libidaeus, who was pursuing lightly, with more than a hundred Ale cavalry, was counterattacked by the Helvetan rearguard cavalry in a place where the shallows and shrubs intersected, and the poor commander of the Twelfth Legion was no match for the barbarians in horse warfare, his helmet was cut off in disarray, and several of his subordinates' mounts were shot dead or wounded, so they could only carry their shields on their backs and follow the commander on foot, and the rest of the Ala cavalry were either killed or scattered, Anyway, no one rallied around the commander anymore, but all fled in the direction of the brigade in the rear.

"Take a break." Behind the collapsed low wall, Li Bida tiredly jumped off the horse, patted the buttocks of the owl "lady", and the other party barked twice, ran to the forest over there to hide, and Li Bida took out bread and water jugs from the blankets hanging under the saddle by the way, and gave them to the tired half-dead servants.

"These Helvetian cavalry are really powerful, and without the fortifications, we are no match for them at all." Sitting behind the low wall, Li Bida looked at his frightened subordinates, and laughed at himself, "But don't worry, we are just being attacked by the rearguard, the brigade of the Twelfth Legion is only in seven or eight Rome, they dare not go too deep to chase us, eat and drink in peace, and wait for our response." ”

As soon as the words fell, a large number of horses' hooves suddenly sounded outside the low wall, which frightened Libidaeus's face to change, his own crow's mouth is so smart?

All the servants hurriedly bowed their bodies, and quickly maintained the posture of preparing for sword and shield fighting, even if they were all killed here, they had to protect the commander to rush out of the encirclement of the enemy's cavalry.

Obviously, the other side also spotted their traces, but with it came the Legion's command, "Belrod!" ”

Own? But Li Bida still didn't dare to come out rashly, but leaned against the low wall and shouted, "Mars! ”

"I am the commander of the Seventh Legion, and Caesar's chief lieutenant Rabinus, and listen to your voice, it seems to be His Excellency Liberdaus, the commander of the Twelfth Legion." On the other side of the low wall, the lieutenant general Rabinus suddenly appeared out of thin air, with a kind mockery in his tone. (To be continued......)