"What are you doing here, you should be on standby outside the tent at this time." Machius nervously held the "Sword of Benevolence" in his hand and said with "hostility".

The attendant, filled with the grievance that his loyalty had been misunderstood, complained to his master and commander, "Tonight there are many black crows flying in the camp, all of them resting on the towers and eaves, and they are croaking incessantly. Master, know that the crow calls at this time, which is a sign of death and defeat. ”

Macchius immediately stabbed the bastard to death, but he resisted it, explaining that we would not fail, and that the crows were mainly going to follow our ranks the next day to peck at the corpses of the enemy, and that you should inform the priests and take this as a complete omen to inform the whole army.

As soon as the words fell, Li Bida's army under the camp began to use the Samontoga launcher and fired violent cork rockets, which flew through the night sky endlessly and fell into the chain of camps of Machius.

"Damn Li Bida, dare to use my invention technology." Machius roared, but soon his subordinates realized that Li Bida was not only a "copycat copy", but he also commissioned his subordinates to improve it - the rocket used a powder tube for "extended range", not only the range was extremely long, but the sound and explosion were even more impressive, although there was no lethality, but the salvo was spectacular, and soon several cavalry guns began to fire "fire shells".

In the midst of the fireworks, Machius's soldiers ran back and forth, extinguishing the flames everywhere, and began to use their ballistas to fight back with the Samontoga, and the two sides exchanged fire from each other. The entire mountainous area around the camp was glittered red. The noise was loud.

About half a night later. The positions of the Lipida army fell silent, and they did not seem to have found any flaws in the defense of the Machius army, and it seemed that they had given up the night attack.

But with great difficulty, Machius's soldiers repaired the burned wooden fence, and there was another roar, and the second round of rocket salvos began, and the slaves kept taking out "ammunition" from the mule's blankets. It seems that the two sides did not stop this night. "Every once in a while, I switch directions, shoot a few rounds of volleys, and I'm going to give the target to the surprise team of Odax." The high priest also couldn't sleep at night, and personally came to the front line, constantly issuing various instructions, and was very busy.

At this time, following the light of the valley fire, Odax and his two wings of soldiers finally came to the ridge behind the camp. Further down are the cliffs of Hesse, the angles are almost vertical. Only a few pine trees stubbornly sticked out of the cracks in the stones, so Machius was at ease with the danger, leaving no garrison here, "See how high it is here?" The four centurions, along with the famous cavalry captain, found Odax lying on the edge of the cliff and asked.

"Actually, it's not very tall, I estimate fifty to eighty Roman feet, right?" Odax grunted.

Several people looked at each other and gasped, but Odax didn't mind, and continued to whisper a crazy plan, "When the third sentry comes, we'll make a surprise attack." It is possible to slide down the cliff here, because the angle is permitted, the sun always comes early on the top of the mountain, and in order to keep the casualties to a minimum, everyone takes off their heavy armor and fights in the lightest and most agile way, in the way of our Iberian warriors! "Clearly, there is a great deal of pride in Odacus, and the chilled cherry wine is still working.

"Now rest on the floor, keep quiet, and all the horses with wooden chews to prevent the beasts from making noise." The centurion of the Leus legion had no choice but to let the soldiers hang their armor and equipment among the cliffs and trees, wrapped in blankets to resist the cold of the night, when the stars were full of frost, and there were still rockets coming and going below, and the noise was incomparable, and some people leaned against the trunks of trees, and tied their swords to shoulder straps or scabbards, in case they lost their weapons after sliding down.

Li Bida divided his men into four teams and took turns shooting, and finally after tossing and turning for half a night, he ordered the whole army to stop and wait anxiously for Odax, when all the soldiers of the Meadjie Guard saw that the high priest's face was tense, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hand holding the gilded baton was actually oozing sweat - they had followed him through so many battles before, but it was obvious that he was extremely nervous this time.

And all the dismounted cavalry of Dussonville remained silently on the battlefield, spears and swords in hand, also waiting for the signal from the high priest.

The morning sun finally emerged on the hill behind the camp, and the clouds that were entangled in the mountains in an instant turned from the original pale white and pale cyan to bright crimson, fluttering and surging, but from a distance it seemed to be stationary, and the sunlight was like this, slowly and quickly from the original trace of soft light, turned into thousands of sharp arrows, and jumped out without shelter, shining on everyone and the entire earth, and the sky seemed to rise up a golden ribbon, a heavenly river of fire.

Odax stood upright, his hand facing the sun, holding a shield studded with jewels, the reflection glittering, which could be seen from a long distance, and then behind him, ten soldiers of the legion of Leus, quickly propped up five brass pipes with forks, and fired a violent salvo into the sky, the sound resounded through the valley, and countless birds screamed into the sky, and the noise of their wings flapping was terrifying.

"Respond!" The high priest, who saw the flash and heard the sound of shooting, also immediately stood up, and the baton in his hand was stretched out, "Give me a response!" ”

With the order of the high priest, the thirty brass pipes on this side also shot in unison, and the sound waves on both sides almost echoed and crashed into the air, and the tired guards who were originally sitting or lying in the camp raised their heads in horror, not knowing why.

Soon some people pointed to the cliff behind the camp, and just above their heads, several elk rushed down with the trees on it, carrying the rolling gravel—and then, following in the footsteps of the elk, they tied their shields to their waists and carried them on their backs, and rubbed a lot of smoke on the cliffs, and rushed down with a cry, nay, almost falling.

The ravens in Machius' tent flew up and hovered, "Crazy, all crazy!" Machius, who came out and saw this scene, widened his eyes and shouted.

The troops of Dussonville in front also surged up, and at this time Machius's men were completely psychologically broken, and they were reluctant to even take up weapons, because many people thought that they were fighting against "Lybida's luck and divine protection", and that it was impossible to win—the enemy had the terrifying devilish weapon "Mama", and could directly attack them from the cliffs in the rear like elks.

Within half a day, about fifteen hundred of the enemy, with Machius, surrendered cleanly. (To be continued......)