"What's wrong with me sleeping with the Queen of Egypt? Where do I get an erection and their! —Marco. Anthony

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Then both of them fell silent, to be honest, this was also a last resort, maybe there was no water flow in the desert to the fortress of Perusim, then it was a wishful thinking to set up camp in the desert area and then besiege this fortress. But in the east of the camp, although you can cut down timber and get water and fleet supplies, but it is too far from the front line of the fortress of Perusim, a distance of tens or even hundreds of Roman miles, so if you send ten bushels of food to the siege front, I am afraid that nine of them will be consumed on the way, not to mention the majesty of the defenders' guerrilla attacks, so Peternius is even anxious to say the words "You have to believe in my ability", and the implication is that he can only fight along the latter path.

Li Bida has nothing to argue, there is such a thing as fighting, there is luck but there will be no miracles, according to the soldiers walking around with wood and tools, Li Bida can only say to Petnius, "Antony led the cavalry to reconnoitre, it will take about three days to return here, and when he comes back, I will make a detailed plan, and I will ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"Damn the country, damn the desert." In the scorching golden sun, and the equally golden and boundless gravel field, Anthony's forehead was covered with sweat, and it continued to flow down his beautiful beard and thick neck, but it was immediately turned into a foul of smoke on the cloak, and he subconsciously hooked the hook of the wine bag under the saddle on the left.

Then. An alert Saab (who had been following the military tribune with all his might) pulled the reins to his side. His dark cheeks never seemed to be sweating again. Succinctly following Li Bida's instructions, he persuaded, "Your Excellency, you must be responsible for all five hundred of your men, and now our requirement is to stop and replenish water every hour of the day, so you will face the enemy's attack at any time, and you cannot accept any alcohol. ”

Anthony glanced obliquely at the still childish young man. Looking behind them, the Vibichina people could not stand it, these riders, who were accustomed to the Gallic snowy climate, could not bear the desert weather, but fortunately, Li Pida persuaded everyone in advance that they no longer wore Gallic trousers, but instead wore Egyptian knu white shirts, straddled the saddle, and raised the water bladder carried by the pack horse behind them, greedily replenishing water.

So the tribune asked Sabo a question. "This desert is too long, and we are all cavalry. There is also the supply of pack horses, and it is difficult to imagine that 6,000 men, with infantry and ballistas, were thrown into the assault on the fortress of Perusim, and before they could reach the sight of the enemy's bow and arrow, the team would collapse automatically due to heat and thirst. ”

Then he said a few more words to Dussonville, and the chief turned back and shouted loudly, telling everyone to cherish the water and not to wash their bodies and horses.

Then Antony's ears moved a few times, and he put his hand on the scabbard on the strap of his shoulder, tapped it a few times, and then said to Sabo in a very affirmative tone, "Three or four furlongs away from us, I am afraid there is an enemy guard camp. ”

"How do you know?" Sabo couldn't believe what the other party said, he was a rational person, but Anthony's answer below made him completely discouraged, "This is Hercules' gift to my intuition, I am a descendant of his child Anton, I have this ability." Anthony's boring response really made Sabo cry and laugh.

"Listen, at once I will climb the higher sand dunes half a furlong away with the flag and trumpeter, and then Saab with a hundred cavalry on the left, and Dussonville with two hundred cavalry on the right, divided into two wings, and obey my orders, break through the enemy's garrison camp, and take prisoners of officer rank." Below, Anthony simply ignored Sabo's sneer, and began to give orders for combat deployment very seriously.

"But we received an order from the commander-in-chief in advance, and it was just a scout." Sabo shouted loudly that he, as the overseer appointed by Li Bida, was fully responsible for the actions of the entire team.

It's a pity that Anthony didn't pay attention to his meaning at all, but took the cavalry with the flag and started running directly towards the sand dunes over there.

"Damn!" Over there, Juniper Vier cast a asking look, because he knew that Saab was Li Bida's confidant, but how else could he change it? Sabo could only make a gesture to Junisonville, and then the slaves of the pack horse team all led the horses and advanced half a furlong, hiding in the shadow of the hill to rest, and the two could only divide into two wings according to Antony's prior arrangement, and began to separate and gallop around the corner of the dune.

As Antony climbed higher and higher, he soon carried the banner of King Numa and climbed the ridge line of the dune, and the instinct of Anton's descendants was completely correct, and Antony heard a panicked noise below—on the other side of the dune, there were about a hundred Egyptian spearheads marching, probably hoping to climb over the sand dune as soon as possible, and escape the terrible sun at the back.

The group, mostly dark-skinned men whom Antony had rarely seen before, marched in long columns, carrying leather shields and light spears in the front half, and Libyan scimitars and bows and arrows in the back half.

"Haluha, give me a raid, rush them, and remember to leave one or two alive." Without any hesitation, Antony excitedly drew his short sword, and was the first to rush down the dunes, and the flag bearer and trumpeter behind gave the signal of attack to the left and right flanks, and the whole army took Antony as a sign of the charge, and copied it against the Egyptian spearhead. Under the sudden attack, the spearhead team still played the resilience of the desert people, the people in the front row directly checked the skin shield into the sand, set up a temporary horse blocking line, and the back hurriedly pulled the bow and threw it, and under the arrows that were raised, Anthony who was in the front shouted, and the mount rose, and the chest and the horse's neck were also hit by two arrows, but also stepped on a few pieces of skin shields, and then the military tribune grunted a few times, but soon spit out the sand in his mouth, put the cavalry helmet that fell on the side again, and actually pulled out the short sword, Several Nubian archers were cut down in succession, and the rest of the cavalry poured into the small breach, quickly tearing through the defenses of the Nubian mercenaries, who could not even maintain the rearguard formation, and began to abandon their weapons and flee.

It was dusty, and the cavalry on the left and right flanks of Sabo and Dussonville formed a narrow pincer shape, outflanking and annihilating the remaining enemy.

"How far is the fortress of Perusim from here?" After the battle, Anthony, with a bruised nose on the ground and a sip of wine, was no interested in dissuading him and began interrogating his captives.

After some exchange of words, the other party only replied that it had taken us foot soldiers twelve days to get here.

Even if the Nubians had only walked an average of five Roman miles in a day, it would still be sixty Roman miles before they reached their fortress, and hearing this answer, everyone present felt a great chill even in the heat. (To be continued......)