But in the shock of the enemy's onslaught, the soldiers of Leus's legion were not in disarray, but a few of Leo's small servants began to panic, and they no longer stood in front of the flag, but picked up the boxes and goods, and fled in the direction of the back of the camp.

Leo turned around and shouted, "Leave me where I am, or I'll hurt you sooner than the enemy." ”

This sentence had an effect on most of the fearful people, but there was also a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, holding a box, and hurriedly retreated behind the flag.

This little guy is very much loved by Li Bida's father and son, and most of the reason why he behaved like this was that he hoped to protect his master's property under the enemy's assault, but he had obviously violated the military order, Leo finally couldn't help it, and still made up his mind, "Flaccus, execute!" So in full view of everyone, the chief centurion of the Leus legion, Flaccus, leaped out with an arrow, grabbed the little man by the hair, cut his throat with a sword, and then swung his blade again, cut off his head, carried it in his hand, and walked in front of Leo.

"Hang it on the tip of the spear of the flag." Leo turned his head slightly and gave such an order.

Soon, the bloody head of the high priest's father and son's favorite servant hung high above the banner, and the whole servant and the guard were silent, silently holding shields, spears, and trumpets, in a tight formation, and facing the incessant fire of spears and arrows, as solid as a rock, motionless, not even a cough or shout.

Later, the Chinese front was re-established, and the Etorian cavalry was killed and wounded in the charge. Synesis was seriously wounded and fell from his horse. was desperately snatched back by his entourage and fellow villagers. But all the cavalry mounts were killed and wounded, and the losses on both sides were extremely heavy, and several of Brutus's legions began to slowly retreat, while Leo's Chinese army remained in place, not in pursuit.

Suddenly, three or four legions on the left flank of Leo's headquarters also launched scorpion crossbows and cavalry cannons, splitting their heads and covering their faces from the flanks. Strike at Brutus' retreating formation.

At this moment, Brutus's formation was instantly disrupted, "Don't forget your own philosophy, stabilize your position, don't be afraid of the enemy!" But this cry is so weak in the retreating waves.

"Isn't it time to go into pursuit, Lord Kalenus?" Leo asked quickly.

Karenus watched the enemy retreat in defeat, and after about three or five minutes, nodded. Pointing to the direction where the left flank and the center of the Brutus army were combined, "their left flank was entangled by the right flank of our army." It was not convenient to retreat quickly, but Brutus's Chinese army had fled towards the city of Athens, and the gap between them was very large—let our cavalry charge over and tear them apart completely! ”

Leo shouted, "Raise the flag of King Numa, the assault signal!" ”

All the trumpeters and men acted quickly, pulled out the flags, ran to the highest point and raised them, and then the trumpeters lined up and blew their trumpets deafeningly.

"Oh oh oh!" When all the horsemen saw and heard this signal, they all raised their own flags of the brigade, the flags of the tongue of fire, and the banners of the fish and dragons imitated from the Sarmatians and Dacians, and with the whistling of the wind wheels, after a short rest, they once again unstoppably slashed into the battlefield to which Karenus had pointed out.

The assault detachments of cavalry and light infantry stirred up smoke and sand like dragon pythons, and burrowed into the left flank of Brutus's defeated army and Calatafemius, causing them to scatter and divide them, so that they could not care for each other. "Divide all the formations into two sides, one facing the enemy's cavalry and the other facing the enemy's right flank!" Fearless in the midst of the confusion, the brave Calatafemius jumped off his mount, threw down his helmet, walked in front of him with his sword in hand, and shouted to everyone, "Brothers, I will remain here on the right flank of the enemy, at the forefront, and I will not retreat until each of you returns safely to the city of Athens, for my hometown is here, and all my fathers and fellow villagers are watching me from the battlements, and for this name I will never leave today and abandon my comrades." ”

“feri，feri！” At this time, the 10th and 15th legions had rushed up in the dark, and at the sound of the whistle, they skillfully and mechanically embraced their shields and fighting swords, or habai lost their swords, and began to cut down the enemy who hesitated and lost their fighting spirit, and Calatafemius drew his sword to defend himself, and shouted that I am the commander, and I am - the soldiers of the two legions were stunned for a moment, and then they swarmed and stabbed at Calatafemius, who, without a helmet, soon fell in a pool of blood, but continued to struggle to get up, shouting" Long live Athens", but then a galloping Dalmatian cavalry used an axe to completely cut off his head and fell straight to the ground.

Despite Calatafemius's bravery, the two legions that were outflanked could not escape the annihilation of most of them, and managed to escape less than a tenth of the city.

And Brutus's First Army, which was supposed to go out of the city to fight to meet it, saw this miserable scene, and actually hid behind the city walls, not daring to do anything!

When Leo's legion shouted long live and raised its flags and weapons to celebrate the victory, the city of Athens was full of wounded soldiers, corpses, and scattered and helpless slaves outside the range of the towers.

"Isn't it true that the gap between human and financial resources can't be bridged with faith and courage? Is the teaching of the ancient sages really wrong? ”

Brutus then looked up at the road leading to the Acropolis, which was filled with despair and anger, where Horace and Virgil were waiting for him, so he wrapped the wound on his wrist in a rag, held on to the hilt of his sword, and walked slowly.

At this moment, under the city of Euripis, all the besieging troops had made all their careful preparations for the storm, and the soldiers, behind the masts and curtains, held on to the siege equipment, licked their chapped lips, looked at the slowly sinking sun, and looked back from time to time, waiting for the cloak of the decisive battle to be raised in Sabo's camp.

But Sabo was still patient, and he was not in his camp at all, but in the Golden Eagle tent of the High Priest, who was receiving two figures, Otakilius, who had just arrived from Nicomedia, and Eulabella, who had shaved his head.

"Indeed, if the city of Athens can be saved from disaster, I may consider taking gentle measures to put an end to the final war, which should not be so miserable, you are the messengers, don't you?" Li Bida sat upright on the circle chair, and finally bowed his head and issued this command. (To be continued......)