There was a thunderous sound, and in the barbarian camp on the opposite bank, more than a thousand cavalrymen with flags made of oxtails or horsetails also walked parallel to the Roman guerrillas along the Guadajivi River.

After walking about ten stadias, the firepower of the ballista and projectiles of the bridgehead of the Li Bida army suddenly became more violent, and the trajectory of rockets and javelins could almost cover the entire sky above the bridge, and then the infantry of the four main brigades hidden behind the walls and hills, standing up with flags and weapons, lightly pushed the sheepskin raft down the river, wading through the muddy river in the light of the burning fire on the opposite bank, and suddenly killed the barbarian camp that was already empty on the opposite bank. And a brigade of veterans, lined up with shield walls, under the cover of ballistas, slowly approached along the bridge towards the opposite bank.

The Lusitanians numbered only fifteen hundred, and when they saw the "brigade of Romans", which also had considerable military strength, marching towards the river, they sent the main force to intercept it, but they were deceived by Li Bida: the so-called Romans, only the two outer columns of the column were standard legion recruits, with full helmets and armor, and most of them were non-military personnel temporarily summoned from Cadiz yesterday, and the "rangers" who went upstream were actually only two or three hundred-man troops, And the real main force was all hidden around the bridgehead by Li Bida, and after the Lusitanian defense was empty and flawed, he would force it out.

The barbarian army left behind in the camp was greatly frightened, and they hurriedly sent heralds to ride fast horses and call the main force back to help defend it, but Li Bida's sheepskin raft was very fast, because the soldiers on it were all light and simple clothes, and many of them were short swords and javelins. Dressed in a short shirt, they rushed up, they pursued speed, when the frontier men and horses reached the beachhead on the opposite bank, the barbarian camp began to throw stones and arrows, but most of them were light cavalry, carrying limited equipment, so Li Bida's subordinates turned over the sheepskin raft, and formed a wooden female wall, and hung waterproof leather curtains, blocking the barbarian shooting. It was stuck with a dense tail of arrow feathers, slowly and steadily advancing in the direction of the camp.

When the main cavalry of the barbarians who had learned of the attack on the camp in the upper reaches began to turn back in a panic to come to the rescue, at this time the three centurians of the Romans in the upper reaches also waded through the water.

In this way, the barbarians' river defenses were completely broken through by Li Bida. Almost at the same time, a troop of Roman Ala cavalry from the Tutitania camp. I also heard the news that I came from behind to join the battle group. At this time, all the Lusitanians got on their horses and fled in all directions, their equestrian skills were so exquisite that the Roman cavalry could not catch up, and Lybida wore a helmet and carried the banner of the iron hand of Catiline. Riding the "owl" across the bridge alone, he came to the soldiers who had captured the barbarian river defense camp in a firelight, and shouted: "Only one brigade will go in and collect and count the spoils." All of them came according to the pre-regulations, and the rest of the people set up a sentry line around the camp to prevent the barbarians from turning back and counterattacking! "The fact that the Romans were scattered in formation when they captured their baggage and were successfully attacked by many Iberian barbarian cavalry is not only a painful past repeatedly discussed by Luculas in the History of the Iberian War, but also a bloody lesson that was put before everyone the day before.

In front of the camp, Li Bida and the Ala cavalry of Tuittania met and saluted each other, and Li Bida saw that this cavalry was personally led by the former military protector of the Thirteenth Legion, Appis, "Thank you for your timely help, Your Excellency." Li Bida expressed his gratitude.

"No need to be polite, I have to tell you that His Excellency the Governor of Italy has led the Tenth Legion to the Lusitania region. He told me that if you come, hand over the Thirteenth Legion, and then you can take two auxiliaries to the Vitonny region adjacent to Lusitania to recruit a new auxiliary, and then continue the roundabout march north, preferably to the Newman region! ”

"But who will command the Thirteen Legions of Tuitania?" Li Bida felt that the army he had carefully raised was suddenly drained by Caesar, and his heart was sinking and dripping blood, and this bald man's heart was ruthless enough.

"It's me, and I'll take the Legion of Lightningers as the second echelon of Lord Julius. You are the guerrilla and partial division on the flank, used to contain the barbarians, but the problem of soldiers and supplies is all up to you, and you may go deep into the barbarian gathering places for hundreds or even thousands of stadias, wishing the god of war to favor you. After Abis finished speaking, he saluted the somewhat stunned Li Bida and left.

The soldiers walking everywhere, the pack horses drawn out of captives, and the smoke and flames all dangled before Lybida's eyes: could it be that the year in which Lusitania followed Caesar was really a year of honing and achieving himself? This Caesar was too good at "employing people", so I took two auxiliary teams and went empty-handed to the mountains of Vidonny, which were full of murderers, to recruit the number of a whole legion, and to continue northward, without a rear, without replenishment. Well, I can understand Caesar's intentions, to attract the firepower of Lusitania or the Celtic barbarians, to act as a meat shield, and by the way to cut off the connection between the east and west of the barbarians, and to create favorable conditions for him to conquer Lusitania from the south to the north.

But you are a bald man, and you have to consider my feelings and difficulties!

On the bleak heights, Li Bida sat silently on his mount, overlooking the Tuitanian chessboard camp below, where the centurions and soldiers of the Thirteenth Legion gathered in the center of the camp and lined up to receive the instructions and orders of Appis. His nose was actually a little sour, this was his hard work, and to some extent, it also carried Yulia's hard work, and now it was all in the hands of others. Then he looked back, and there was only the Iron Hand Banner and an inconspicuous auxiliary regiment flag around him, plus two or three hundred lightly armed soldiers with only cloaks, short shirts, short swords and slings, most of whom were freed slaves from the army on the island of Sardinia, and these people were the "capital" of Li Bida who traveled through Newman and fought all over the barbarian invincible.

At this time, there was a sound of horses, and little Hortensius rode a horse, with a javelin in his hand, and rushed towards him with a bloody head, Li Bida looked fixedly, the owner of this head was the barbarian warrior wearing leaf armor, the guy who had insulted the head of Hortensius before, and now the centurion's son completed blood revenge.

"You should be in the Thirteenth Legion by now."

"No, my father died in battle, and it's not interesting for me to stay in the legion, I am willing to follow your auxiliaries, go deep into the north, and kill more barbarians." Little Hortensius replied firmly, "But you should consider giving me a high salary, sir, I know you are short of manpower here, especially a good one like me." ”

Li Bida smiled, "Immediately in Italy, you will be a centurion, enjoy twice the salary, and I will give you a gold chain in the city, but remember - don't be like your father, who did not spare your life in front of the enemy's battle, I will take you back to Rome to participate in the triumphal ceremony!" (To be continued......)