A numidian dart with a sound whizzed to the wooden pole that was erected on the front, and then on the shallow beach, the two armies roared, using their shields to collide with each other in the narrow combat area, and then the blades of the swords in each man's hands intertwined into red and white light, and the wounded and dead were planted in the water one after another, trampled back and forth by the footsteps of both the enemy and the enemy.

"There's enemy cavalry over there!" The sentry centurion arranged by the little Thor in the upper reaches of the river stood up from the lurking bushes and shouted, and then the shrill trumpets and flags swayed, and the hundreds of cavalry on the opposite bank really lay down on the saddle, stepping on the rolling waves, shouting and pressing over, followed by the Esio light infantry armed with round shields and pikes, and a large group of Spanish barbarian soldiers who had been placed on the shore by Sexetus in advance, also lined up in a loose formation, armed with javelins, and tried their best to block the enemy cavalry in the water, and after a chaotic battle— Peternius' cavalry was defeated.

Then the armies of Petneus and Sektus fought for half a day in various parts of the Sinchillis River, engaging each other seven times and still not deciding the winner—the seven legions of Petnius had been battled for a long time and were well and large; And Sektus had a good camp that could control all the crossings, and he was familiar with the hydrology and geography of the place, so although there was only one legion in number, it was also fortified and constantly counterattacked, and fought impressively.

"Don't be anxious, we just need to bite Sektus here." In the tent before sunset, Peternius replied lightly to Curia and Cambano, who had asked for battle.

"However, according to the report of the scout cavalry, a large number of enemy guerrillas have appeared above our army, and it seems that they are a detachment preparing to attack our army." Curia said worriedly. But coach Petronius remained unmoved. "This is the task given to us by the High Priest. We must not act rashly until further instructions are given, and if you young and vigorous generals have any taunts, we should turn to me, the old fellow—seven legions, all on the right bank of the Sinchillis, to build trapezoidal fortifications, and to make a posture for a long battle with Szectus. ”

As a result, all seven legions could only resist the desire to rush into a decisive battle. They built fortifications by the rivers and dug trenches.

In the tent of Sextus, the little Thor sat on a chair and looked at the empty place, where there had been Rabinus, Lelias, Machius, brother and father-in-law, and so on, and now that their companions and relatives had died one by one, or had been scattered. Sexetus couldn't help but feel sad, knowing that he would not survive the battle anyway. Now it's more time to think about how to live up to the reputation of the Pompey family, cover the brother's escape, and die a well-deserved death.

At this time, the centurion sent by Machius to ask for help, under the guidance of the servant, hurried to the front of the little Thor, "The men and horses of the enemy's high priest appeared in the pass of the snow vada, and were violently attacking the fortress guarded by the director of engineering, and the battle situation was very urgent. ”

Little Thor slammed his pen to the ground, "He's finally here as I guessed." That's your path, right? Avoid smooth avenues and prefer to walk through snow and narrow winding paths to reach your goals? Then I, Sexutus, will turn into lightning in the hands of Jupiter, and give the punishment that a wicked man like you deserves! ”

Then he said to the herald, "Arrange for a review of all my cavalry, and give my instructions to the men and horses of Mukuas, the nearest to the city of Wendibo, to gallop towards the pass!" ”

Of course, Sextus did not know that Macchius, along with his fortress and four brigades of soldiers, had been defeated and surrendered.

And all the troops of Li Bida had already advanced rapidly at this moment twenty-five miles away from Wendibo, and seized the hillside overlooking the passage and on both sides were hilly and wooded. "Everyone, align with your team's flags." The high priest gave the order, and then he continued according to the pattern of the "Battle of the Tumur", with all the firing teams of the regiment of Leus in the middle of the hillside, and on the low slopes slightly extended on both sides, the left flank was under the responsibility of three brigades led by Macchius, the right flank was about 400 Medejie guards under the command of Arp and Flaccus, and the 800 cavalry of Dussonvier were concealed in the rear of all the arrays.

When all the troops had been in good formation, they put down all the flags, covered themselves, and waited quietly, and at dusk, Mukuas came galloping in a double column with about eight hundred Hinkley cavalry, and behind him were about two battalions of Spanish barbarian infantry.

In the midst of the shouts, the Medejie guards on the right flank raised the banner of the Golden Fly and King Numa first, and threw the smoke and dust raised by the horses on the winding road below, and the tribesmen around Mukuas screamed and fell from their horses one after another, "Look at the enemy on the other side, isn't it Libidaeus, who destroyed the glory of Sinclair and seized our territory?" Everyone, don't hesitate, rush up to me, revenge! Seeing the high priest under the shining flag, King Mukuas of Sinclair was extremely red-eyed, and the king's own soldiers also shouted wildly, they were dressed in refined armor, wearing silver beasts with horned helmets, and they surrounded the king, whether on horseback or on foot, they all rushed towards the hill where the flag of Li Bida was.

The Spanish infantry behind Mucuas also came quickly, without any discipline, and were also infected by the king's wrath, and scrambled to attack as well.

This time the little Thor obviously made a mistake in commissioning, he handed over the task of going to the rescue to this Mukuas, and his heart was full of anger King Hinkre, and now he obviously lost basic control of the battle array,

"Shoot!" On the front of Li Bida's flag, about eighty "mother" brass pipes were instantly lined up, and a round of shrapnel was shot at the team that charged towards Mukuas, and suddenly screams came one after another, all kinds of broken armor, broken blades, broken strips of cloth, and human blood flew in the air along the smoke of gunpowder, and the elite warriors at the forefront immediately fell like harvested wheat in the field. But Mukuas did not stop the charge, and many barbarian warriors continued to howl and take rapid steps, enduring the pain, brandishing their mutilated swords and battle axes, and the black pressure hugged them.

The shooters of the Leus legion, after taking the forks and brass pipes, retreated in an orderly manner, and then the light infantry of the battle formation, along the gap of succession, with small copper shields and narrow swords, rushed out in twos and threes, and then a large group of soldiers armed with spears formed a dense formation, kneeling and standing respectively, and stretched out sharp spears of five or six Roman feet like porcupines and hedgehogs.

"Oh yes!" Mukuas took the lead and slammed into him, his mount immediately stabbed by four spears, and he rolled off his galloping horse, then rose with his sword in his hand, brandished and joined the melee fight. (To be continued......)