This was the first confrontation between two elite armies at the extremes of the two worlds, or the Romans, who knew very little about the Sarmatians, and many naturalists always confused them with the Scythians, but the Scythians chewed marijuana leaves and were good at guerrilla tactics with bows and arrows; The Sarmatians, on the other hand, were equally heavy on bows and spears, capable of both guerrilla and tough battles, and their tactics were quite similar to those of the Matthias cavalry, which were also in loose formations of surprise attacks, wielding long cavalry spears, and approaching the positions of the 15th Legion.

In particular, the Ichthyosaurus flag held by the Sarmatian king Asander is a striking and windy symbol, its front end is a golden dragon head, the face is hideous, the teeth are sharp, and the back is a bag made of "fish body", once running and galloping, the wind pours in from the dragon's head, pulls the fish body up and dances, and drives the wind wheel in the bag, whining and whining, giving the enemy a strong psychological oppression.

It is a pity that the 15th Legion, which had fought many fierce battles with the European continent in the desert, would not take this fish and dragon banner in their eyes, and in the face of the attacking Sarmatians, all the archers were arranged diagonally in two columns in front and back, each column of six rows respectively took bows and arrows, and then concentrated direct fire in the front line, and concentrated projectile in the rear column, which was an improvement on the "six-in-one" thunder salvo tactics.

The Sarmatians fell from their horses in the rain of arrows, and more and more men and horses were wounded and lost, and the formation became thinner and thinner, they only had about a thousand men, and they were weak and weak in the face of the fire of the fifteenth legion, which was close to three thousand archers, not to mention that the rest of the infantry of the fifteenth legion also began to form small hollow phalanxes, ready to fight with the cavalry.

At last. Or Asander holding the Ichthyosaurus flag. But the whining is in the opposite direction. As he walked farther and farther away, he lost nearly four hundred elite cavalry in a short distance of two furlongs, and collapsed before he could see the enemy ranks, which dealt a huge blow to the psychology of the brave and warlike Asander, who remembered the name of Lybidaeus, the Roman general, and surrendered very happily in his subsequent expedition to the Bosphorus. In exchange for the title of Roman confederacy, and provided them with mercenaries.

Seeing that the nomadic cavalry had fled in a panic, Minander raised his body in the saddle and was speechless, because after these cavalry were gone, he could only hope that the bronze shield army on the front line could defeat the twelve legions that were resisting head-on, otherwise sooner or later all the dead and wounded in this flying arrow, "blow the horn of the whole army's attack, and no one is allowed to retreat." I repeat, no one is allowed to retreat! "Minand has become a red-eyed gambler. He bent his horsewhip and grunted nervously, "What I have gotten is a good omen of great victory, and all the immortal gods should be on my side, as long as I hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer." ”

At this time, the Bronze Shield Army, which had suffered heavy casualties, had already stepped on the mountain of corpses and arched into the deep camp of the Twelfth Legion, but under the dexterous command of Karenus and Biduita, all the sergeants still resisted one by one, section by section. The momentum of the Bronze Shield Army was also declining, and many of the soldiers were wounded and could not move on, so they sat on the spot covered in blood, still holding their swords or broken spears tightly in their hands, and their eyes were wide open, shouting the victory of their own army.

At this moment, the core camp of the Twelfth Legion, Tagus jumped on the earthen platform, raised the Balantia Mountain Falcon Banner in his hand, and then the soldiers tore off the covered leather and long grass with the equipment placed behind the wooden fence, which was the continuous belly bow designed by Adiana in the defense of Tucktun, this time six were specially removed from the fortress tower and transported to the front line here, "Amasia and Sinop are the land of my ancestors, and if I can't recover there, no matter what happens to me in the future, my life will be bleak, So I, Adiana, a descendant of the Mithra family, will do whatever it takes to support the Roman cavalry commanders. ”

The Eubertnian gunner, who operated the continuous belly bow, was very skillful in repeatedly pulling the wooden hair machine back and forth with his hands, and the sound of "clucking", with a short-range but powerful crossbow arrow, roared and swept towards the Bronze Shield Army that was still continuing to advance, so that they were like flowers withering in the middle of winter, planted in the cold and filthy trenches one by one, and the essence of training for five or even ten years was so lightly killed, and soon only a few detachments of the Bronze Shield Army's Right Ear Army could remain intact, The rest were crippled under ferocious fire. Then the Twelfth Legion launched a counterattack with a shout, and they jumped down from all sides over the wooden fence, nimbly biting the left and right front and rear of the Bronze Shield Detachment, killing them with their spears and short swords.

At this time, the Left Ear Corps could only divide part of the flank men and horses to entangle with the 15th Legion that was shooting arrows from afar, and the rest of the detachments were in the central position, unable to advance or retreat, and could only continue to swing back and forth, useless.

The whole situation was already in a mess, the 12,000-strong Bronze Shield Army, in the second day of the afternoon, had already suffered a third of casualties, but this was not the worst, soon in the direction of their right flank, more Romans emerged, and it was led by Li Bida himself, 5,000 cavalry and 28 regiments, together no less than 10,000 foot cavalry, slowly lined up in formation, step by step towards the weak flank of the Bronze Shield Army.

Everywhere there was a terrifying sound of horns, piercing horns.

In this way, Li Pida's three legions, 5,000 cavalry, and 3,000 Adiana reinforcements surrounded the valley of Amasya, throwing their forces into force one after another, forming a perfect pocket formation, and tying Menander's bronze shield army in the middle.

"Will the Bronze Shield Army be wiped out today?" Finally, Minander's face turned pale and he said this, and behind him, several priests had been held down and beheaded one by one, but this qiē did not help, and Minander saw with his own eyes that the banner embroidered with the emblem of the sun of the god Mithra suddenly fell down in the crowd of fighting and was never raised again.

The cold wind swept by, the remnant sun was like blood, and the ominous cold light was reflected on the bronze shield soldiers with arrow feathers and wounds, crawling around, and the entire battlefield had turned into purgatory, full of blood and snow, and corpses that died in various postures, and many soldiers had completely collapsed psychologically, or stayed in place, lost the courage to resist, and were hacked to death by the Roman sword, or threw down their spears, and fled for their lives in panic.

The two camps that were originally captured by the Bronze Shield Army were broken by Li Bida's 28th Army Corps after a while, and all the soldiers stationed in the hundreds of meters of Nande were killed and captured, and then Li Bida's cavalry were all lined up in the wilderness in front of these two camps, cutting swords and riding spears, neighing like the wind, facing the setting sun, Li Bida shouted, "Step on the corpses of the enemy, launch a surprise attack on the camp of Minand, who has lost his fighting spirit, and we will wash the dust in Sinop!" (To be continued......)