Chapter 10: Riding Horse (Part I)
"Here, some people are selling their posture, and some people are selling their eloquence." -- British scholar Harris on the ancient Roman square
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The terrible whistle sounded, the east and west, the Tenth Legion and the two legions of Rabinus intertwined and engaged, Caesar's mixed formation at this time was very powerful, and the slingers and archers kept tilting towards Rabinus's men and horses when the infantry in front of them exchanged lines, causing great trouble to the other side.
The "La Loconia" legion was an old marcher, and they calmly clung to their own camp as a backer, and continued to maintain the line, fighting with Caesar's most elite tenth legion, and both sides shouted and cursed each other, because the two legions had historical grievances - the La Loconian legion was first the basic team of Sulla, and later became Pompey's elite chassis; And the Bacchus Legion turned out to be the Seventh Legion of Little Asia, which was originally recruited by Marius to call his subordinates Flaccus, and went to the east of Asia Minor to dismantle Sulla's platform, and later Flaccus was killed by the rebel general, and this group of people was swallowed up by Sulla.
"Die, you veteran ruffians, guys who have never done anything positive except for a mutiny, are only worthy of being turned into a lonely ghost in this sandy field!" This is the slogan of the regiment of La Loconia.
Caesar's Tenth Legion retorted, "Your great Pompey is about to turn into a lonely ghost, and those of us who were dismissed and dismissed by him will eventually take off his head." β
Pompey, who learned of the battle, hurried through Rome. Climbed a hill next to the Uzzi Tower. He stared intently at the enemy army fighting like two giant centipedes. Then I saw the hill occupied by Caesar behind, there were fires and signs of the operation of the works. Then Pompey squinted down again, and to the right of Caesar's army was the city of Hadrumum and the sea, and to the far right of his side, there was a cluster of mountain heights, which was also the end point of Rabinus's right flank, called Gemal Mountain.
"Go and send a herald to SΓΉ Rabinus. His right flank, the Fourth Army, was trying to outflank Caesar's flank, but it was futile and it was more important to keep an eye on Mount Gemal. As soon as Pompey had finished speaking, torches were lit up around the Jemal Hill, and the Twelve Legions of Lybida, with a thousand Matthian cavalry, hurried up the hill, and there were only about two hundred Numidian cavalry, who were soon driven down the hill by the Matthias. Immediately, the five hundred Agrarian infantry selected by Li Bida were in the dark night and in the mountains. Still on the ground, they seized a hillside on the edge of Mount Jemal, which happened to be the only way for the enemy to retreat and reinforce.
The Agrarians erected their torches, lit up the mountain path, and then quickly escaped from the slings, throwing small stone projectiles at the storm below, and the screams of the Numidian cavalry filled the valley, they had no armor to speak of, most of them were killed and wounded on the spot, and a few of them ran wildly.
The Twelfth Legion then stormed into the enemy's fortified camp and slaughtered all the remnants of the resistance, "raising the flames so that Rabinus might see this qiΔ on Mount Gemal." Li Bida was stationed on the hillside and instructed the guards beside him.
Soon, a tidal wave of torches swelled up, and many of the Madetier people held several of them in their hands, which made the formation of our army on Gemal Hill look extremely strong, and Pompey hurriedly ordered the second token officer, "Tell all the troops of Rabinus to rely on our camp, keep in good formation, and not be attracted by the enemy on Gemal Mountain." β
But before Pompey's officer arrived, Rabinus hurriedly took his entire right flank, the equivalent of the entire Eighth Army, and reversed the front line and rushed towards Gemal Hill, where he attempted to restore this vital vantage point and place the Sixth Army under the command of Lelias.
The apprehensive Rabinus himself led the Gallic and Numidian cavalry, some three or four thousand men, the former most of whom he had captured from Caesar's camp and the latter supported by the king of Juba, with the result that his cavalry line advanced extremely quickly, but the infantry was quickly left behind.
"Our cavalry, attack!" Caesar's fingers were raised, and the trumpets were blown, and two thousand Sweffer cavalry shouted and rushed out from under Caesar's command, and they quickly interspersed and tore the cavalry and infantry in motion of Rabinus in half!
The infantry of the Eighth Legion saw the enemy cavalry galloping everywhere in front of them, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly stood in place, but the Severites ignored them, but quickly charged the rear of the Rabinus cavalry, and with their swords, they cut down the unsuspecting enemy cavalry one by one.
Because of the mountains, fires, and bunkers in front of him, coupled with Li Bida's bravado, Rabinus delayed the most precious time to judge, and when he found that the rear team had been basically killed by Caesar's cavalry, and the front team and the squadron were in chaos, it was too late, and the Numidian servant cavalry around him took the lead in scattering and fleeing.
And Li Bida also looked at Rabinus condescendingly, the sun had risen, he proudly stretched out his gilded baton, the Twelfth Legion and the Agryan troops roared and swooped down, and in an instant Rabinus's cavalry brigade was plundered and attacked from all sides, in front of Li Bida's wolf-like army, and behind was Caesar's tiger-like army.
"Li Bida, we will have a period later, and the sacrifice I gave to the goddess of revenge is still there!" Rabinus cried out, fell in the saddle, and fled through the tiny gaps under the escort of his retinue.
But the Gallic cavalry, which he had accumulated for many years, and which were equivalent to Caesar's, could not escape, and many of them were ashamed to escape, because many of them had fought with Caesar, and knew that they would be humiliated if they were captured, so they all dismounted, were cut down and trampled on all sides by swords and horses' hooves, and were killed on the flat ground like bushes, and almost no survivors.
Then, Li Pida's corps and the Severer cavalry merged into one, and then turned to the Eighth Army in front of him, and the Eighth Army was routed and collapsed, Li Bida swept through four Romes, Rabinus's troops were in ambush, and even the Sixth Army of Lelias fled back to the camp in a hurry, without a fight.
Pompey looked at the miserable scene at the bottom of the mountain, and then looked at Libidaeus who was riding a white horse and directing his soldiers to clean up the battlefield, and sighed, "So he has become such a monster?" I was so unlucky, I was suppressed by Sulla when I was young, and I had to compete with young people when I was old. β
In this battle, Caesar's camp advanced two Roman miles, occupied almost all the ridgeline, built a solid blockade, and killed about 5,000 Pompey's troops, while only 60 of his own men were killed.
Now, Caesar's projectile could shoot spears and stone projectiles into the city of Uzta at any time if he wanted to, and that happened to be the place where Scipio hoarded food and supplies - and now Pompey and Scipio had to come out and face Caesar head-on! (To be continued......)