Chapter 13: The Decisive Battle (Part I)

Sure enough, Luculas raised the sword in his hand with all his might, and several cavalrymen behind immediately raised their trombones, blowing them as they ran miserably, taking this as a signal, the whole team burst into battle and shouted for a decisive battle, instantly increasing the speed of the march. This roundabout force was accompanied by 600 legionary cavalry consisting of Gauls and Celts, as well as 1,000 Thracian cavalry, plus more than 3,000 Thracian light infantry. Calabis, who followed Lucuras's horse, saw that the Thracian warriors who had landed on the shores of Amisus, who had originally been stupid and obscene, were now terrifying: their cavalry were all dressed in Scythian scale armor, bareheaded, cloaked, and armed with light spears; The infantrymen carried a huge shield adorned with tassels and a monster on it, and on the other hand carried a formidable weapon of slaughter—a specially modified light scythe, the "Romfia" reversible blade machete; The light infantry had no armor at all, only a small half-moon shield, plus a catapult, or a Greek scimitar, and both infantry and cavalry wore a coarse cloth cloak embroidered with geometric patterns on the edges, and the number of geometric laces gradually increased as the number of heads cut off by the master increased.

The target of this group of people is the hills at the meanders of the river.

Before Tegrenice could look away, an officer beside him shouted, pointing to the other side of the river, "The front of the Romans is moving!" The King of Kings hurriedly turned his gaze to the front again—a Roman army, in a wide array of three columns, all preceded by flag-bearers with golden eagle banners, advancing unhurriedly in a stirring trumpet.

This force numbered about 2,000 men, and the hoplites of the Qing Yishui marched in a standard three-column horizontal formation, as if they were drilled on a school ground, and this was the first battalion of the Eleventh and Seventh Legions, interspersed with the lightly armed auxiliary infantry of the Gallas, and the chief centurions of the two regiments walked at the head of the line, arguing with each other, warning each other not to rob them of their own merits, and their quarrel sometimes aroused the laughter of all, and sometimes aroused the generosity of all.

"What are these people going to do, just these people, what are they going to do?" Tegrenice on the carriage looked at the Lucuras detachment galloping towards the meander, and at the other hand, the first brigade of the two legions that were rapidly approaching in front of him, holding the carriage rails in his hands, all oozing sweat, and the barbarian army on the front line also began to be nervous, they shouted loudly to each other, and they were very noisy, waiting for the king or Tegrenys to give orders, while the little Tegre and the generals who were standing also loudly urged the king of kings to give orders for battle.

As a result, before the king of kings could make a decision, the Miti people standing on the front line could not bear it any longer, and they howled, drew the compound bow in their hands, and fired the first wave of arrows indiscriminately and indiscriminately!

The arrows were thrown one after another, and the soldiers of the first brigade, skillfully raising their oval shields, knelt on one knee, blocked the arrows, and then unhurriedly got up again and continued to move forward. At this time, they found that the flag bearer of the Eagle Banner of the Seventh Legion, with two arrows wedged into his neck, struggled to hold the banner, knelt on the ground, and died of anger in a short time.

The chief centurion of the Seventh Legion, taking the eagle banner, shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Who wants to dishonor the banner of the Legion today?" As a result, the four veteran hundred-man team behind him shouted together: "No one, unless all of them die in battle!" Subsequently, the first brigade of the Seventh Army quickly transformed into a sharp arrow formation and launched a decisive and rapid charge on the other side of the river!

"Can't be left behind the Bacchus legion wives!" The chief centurion of the Eleventh Legion also shouted, leading his subordinates to follow and charge.

The first brigade of the two armies quickly formed a charging line that spread hundreds of meters, and Asase, who waded through the river with his bare feet, ran a distance of six furlongs in one go, and before the Armenian barbarian army had time to react, it began to engage!

"How dare they attack!" When Tegrenice saw this, he shouted in panic, and then, in a panic, he made a few random gestures, and it was too late to correct it afterwards: the flag officer next to him quickly turned the commander's "order" into a flag language, and the herald haha, rode his horse and scattered in all directions. Tegrenice's gesture means: two wings and two lines of attack.

At this time, the Miti people on the front line were already close to collapse, and before they could even retreat, they died under the sword of the Romans, and the sound of cries shook the earth, and many people's shoulders, wrists, and internal organs were unloaded and slashed by the Romans' short swords, and splashed on the faces of their companions behind or beside them, and everyone lost the courage to fight, and many were so frightened that they sat on the ground and let the Romans slaughter.

Soon, the cavalry on the Armenian flank, having received the "order", rushed up from both sides in a haphazard manner, and instead of crushing the Romans, they made their own formations into disarray. The first brigade of the Romans was the main force of ten centurions, four of which were ten-year veterans of the centurions, and these soldiers skillfully changed the formation of the brigades and squads, so that the whole formation was wedged in a triangle: one side tore through the enemy's defensive line, and the other side resisted the enemy's flank attack.

At this time, the soldiers of the remaining eighteen brigades of the two legions in the rear shouted in unison and pressed up intensively.

The first line of Armenia is completely finished, and even the armies of the second and third lines have been violently shaken, many of whom have armor forged from steel, but are afraid to fight hand-to-hand with the terrible Romans! Formed in a huge and clumsy phalanx, they were simply unable to effectively resist the nimble and ferocious attacks of the Roman detachments, like a stupid elephant, wrestling with a pack of hungry wolves.

On the other hand, Luculas's roundabout detachment also rushed across the meanders of the river and rushed towards the hills, a distance of four furlongs in between, all of which were flat lands.

"It's crazy, the hills are the famous Armenian Janissaries, all wrapped in double scale armor, how can these Thracian mercenaries like Lukulas resist their terrifying charge from the hills?" Adiana, who was watching the battle from the tower, muttered to herself.

But to Adiana's surprise, five thousand Armenian Janissaries stood on the hill in a daze, watching Lucuras's troops pass through the plain below, and rushed down without their greatest strength, crushing the Romans to their knees.

The reason is also very simple: the general of the Praetorian Guard, because he did not know the so-called order just now, was also conveyed by a herald "accurately", asking them to also participate in the troops on the flank, to flank the first brigade of the Romans in front!

The general's mind was confused at that time, he had received an order to hold on to this place and wait for an opportunity to annihilate the Romans who had crossed the meander, and now the situation was indeed the same, and the roundabout detachment of Luculas had already pressed up, but why did our king give the order to participate in the flank attack on the front Romans?

In addition, they had walked a long distance before they had climbed this hill, and the men and horses were all wearing extremely heavy armor and holding huge spears, so they were very tired, and when the generals hesitated, the cavalrymen stuck their spears on the ground, and lay on the saddle for a short rest, not ready for battle at all.

In this shaky short time, Lucuras acted!