This is the trap of the cruel goddess of fate, the two armies are the most senior veterans left by Caesar, many of them are from ordinary soldiers, to veterans who remain and then to centurions, enjoying double, quadruple or even eight times the salary, discharged twice and reinstated twice, the only difference is that Antony's subordinates are centurion titles, while Octavian's guards are more big-headed soldiers, but no matter who this group of people is, the possibility of any enemy trying to kill them on the field battlefield is basically infinitely zero, all of them are" Immortal Bird" and "Old Fox" level elites of a hundred battles.

The only ones who can kill veterans are other veterans.

Now, both sides see the other as Caesar's traitors, because they have been tempted by high salaries, and have been instigated and deceived by the Supreme Commander, consciously or unconsciously, to fight with each other.

Because the narrow battlefield is a muddy swamp, the two sides can not make a detour, can not charge and assault, and can not even run quickly, they can only walk with difficulty on their feet, maintain a dense formation and "move" each other, there is no way to wave the shield, there is no way to throw the javelin, just after shouting, silently face to face to face to approach the opponent, and then use the sword in his hand to stab at the opponent's vital point, of course, the other party is also doing the same thing.

At the forefront, thousands of Caesar veterans of the two armies were silent, with a terrifying silence, stabbing at each other, and in most cases only the sound of flesh and bones breaking and stirring, and many of them were still scolding each other with their names and nicknames from time to time, because they had all been companions who had fought side by side, and the slain was often silent and without much pain. He died with his head bowed. Because the people who kill them are all first-class elites. A shot is a one-hit kill.

And the man who killed the man, covered in blood and mud, continued on with great difficulty, so that it was almost impossible to distinguish his face, until he also fell to the ground.

The Lark Legion and the Tenth Legion, on the other hand, flanked the swamp with equal difficulty, and strangled with the Twelfth Legion and the Forty-Second Legion, led by the Chief Centurion Tagus. He withstood the attack of the Five Legions - the "Mountain Falcon Legion" is also the elite tempered in a hundred battles under Li Bida, and there is no reason to lose to the Lark Legion, which is famous for its Afrigian war alone. The two sides also lined up four brigades on the front line, and they also formed a dense array, and the people in front were wounded and died, and there were reserves in the rear to fill up, so they were fiercely tugging at each other in advance and retreating, and no one could retreat or advance.

And the forty-second legion of Panza over there is not good, the veterans who were originally at the front can still resist for a while, but the recruits in the rear are eggs. When he saw that there was a battle on the front line, he hurried forward. They lack battlefield experience, and the biggest characteristic of the recruits is that they are very impulsive when they first go to the battlefield, but they are also very easy to lose heart, and the originally shrewd Panza shouted to the rear, "Tell the recruits not to come up to fight, but to retreat to the newly built camp, and arrange the formation to prepare for it." ”

But his order was not passed out very lightly, and most of the recruits still rushed up, but then they were terrified because they were trapped on the battlefield, and then they saw the mud-covered veterans of the Tenth Legion on the opposite side infiltrating lightly, cutting down the companions in front of them one by one, and when blood and internal organs flowed everywhere, some of them became like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of the altar, and some of them began to throw down their weapons and armor and run away.

At this time, Anthony's lieutenant Wendisis had already arrived, and he stood on the high embankment to watch the battle, and then ordered: "The centurion guard continues to bite the guards of the young Caesar, the fifth legion bites the veterans of the mountain falcon legion, and the tenth legion makes a breakthrough, but do not rashly attack the newly built camp of the enemy on the opposite side, just chase and kill the group of enemy recruits who are running around." ”

After the order was delivered, the Tenth Legion let out a terrifying cry in unison, and the formation of the Forty-second Legion had been completely pressed out of the swamp, and when they came to the flat ground, they threw the javelins in their hands like a fly, and Panza's legion, which was already in obvious decline, was suddenly overturned, and the legion veterans who could still maintain the alternating retreat of the team were like a swarm of frightened spiders and cockroaches, and fled in all directions, while Panza was protected by a group of loyal followers, and walked towards the camp of Kalenus.

At this moment, Karenus had raised the signal flag for the third time, and more than half of the Tagus' men and horses were killed, but they finally managed to retreat, and after they quickly entered the camp, Karenus ordered the rest of the 12th Army to go out of the camp again, forcing back the following 5th Army.

But the Fifth Legion had no intention of attacking the fortifications, and they silently reversed the direction of the attack, and went around to the flanks and rear of Octavian's guards, who were still fighting alone in the swamp, and surrounded the group

Avinus fought to the death, and was finally smashed by a sword slave from the other side, who smashed his helmet with a pickaxe, bleeding profusely from his head, and his vision was completely blurred, but he still refused to go down until he was forcibly dragged to a stretcher by several veterans and tied up and taken away, and the remnants of the people behind him, one by one, sent his stretcher and the flag of the guards to the camp of Kalenus.

In the early afternoon, the Tenth Legion was still chasing and slaughtering the recruits of the Forty-second Legion throughout the mountain, and the corpses of the fallen were all over the hill, and Octavian's guards were silent—all the veterans of the five brigades were killed, and none of them surrendered to mercy—and the centurions of Antony's four brigades were also killed in more than seventy percent.

The Twelfth Legion held the small camp to the death, never abandoning it, and never attacking, and successively contained many defeated soldiers and wounded, and held on until the sunset. The Forty-third Legion, which was originally responsible for mobilizing the enemy, finally slowly realized that Anthony had assigned to accompany Hejius on the march, but only a few brigades.

"Go and rescue our army!" Hezius quickly realized this problem, and then he hurriedly ordered the whole army to turn back into a column and march quickly, but when he crossed the center of the opposing line, he was attacked by Antony's elite cavalry, who had been hidden in the camp beforehand, and the whole army was defeated, losing at least three brigades, and then fled back to his camp with the help of the Sixth Army.

Octavian, who learned of the defeat, sat from noon to evening, "It is better to collect the corpses and give a speech the next day, otherwise the damage to morale will be even greater." Mecenas, who was beside him, finally persuaded him.

"Yes, yes." Young Caesar's lips were grayish, "When nightfall, I should first visit the mortally wounded Avinus, who has been following me since the city of Lubi. After saying that, the young Caesar's lips twitched violently, and finally covered his face and sobbed with frustration. (To be continued......)