Celest's native legion, about the fourth outpost of the night, when the sun had just risen, the African sun always came to the world before the rest of the world, and about five thousand soldiers stopped about three romans from the city of Suyato, with a hill against its back, and a stream in front of it—Celeste was indeed very familiar with the geography of this place. Then about 4,000 soldiers, on the orders of the commander and envoy, dug up a makeshift camp and prepared to close in to free the city from the enemy.

The six hundred cavalry of the Confederate, mostly Libyans, with bronze helmets and long contradictory signs, lined up in a double horizontal line, blocking the flat ground in front of the water source, and the scene of the city of Suyato in front of them in the desert was unobstructed, "Fortunately, the gods blessed Rome, no, I Celeste—from here the towers and walls of the city were intact." So saying, in the presence of all the horsemen, Celeste pointed his horsewhip at the opposite side, "Behold, the enemy's position on the other side of the city is mostly composed of light cavalry, and is still digging mud and sand to build up the slopes of the siege. Immediately waiting for our camp to be completed, you will charge at the south gate of the city with the cooperation of the infantry, and as long as you cross the flat land in front of us, we will succeed, and it seems that the enemy's follow-up infantry brigade and siege equipment are still far behind. ”

Then Celeste looked further east of the camp on a hill, where the cavalry of Hitius was stationed, and he was at odds with himself, and his heart became more secure.

At the third hour of the morning (about 9 a.m.), a trumpet sounded. Celeste personally led the team. He put all the cavalry in the center. The infantry had three battalions each, lined up in dense columns on both flanks, with some Libyan light infantry in between, and in such an arrangement that Celeste thought that even if the enemy attacked from anywhere, he could leave it to the infantry to entangle, and he could take the cavalry in the center and rush at the first speed of the battle. At this time, Suyato's city also lit up fireworks for communication.

"Speed up." Celeste sincerely felt that the distance from the small camp to the city of Suyato was a long one.

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder, and the infantry on either side raised their shields and ran out of breath, the smoke and dust under their feet growing louder and louder. Suddenly, a shrill trumpet sounded, and the enemy cavalry rushed from the siege positions on both sides of the city, and the group of people brandished the javelins in their hands. Barefoot, "Sure enough, it's a Mauritanian cavalry." This group has joined the Pompeo side again. ”

"Ho ho ho!" Celest's infantry skillfully changed their formation, changing from a column to a narrow horizontal formation, half-knelt down, and came out with their shields and javelins in their hands, like two long arms, and approached the galloping Mauritanian cavalry, "All the cavalry, leave aside the enemy's entanglement, and rush to the gate of Suatto." As soon as Celeste had finished speaking, the trumpeter beside him blew his horn as hard as he could, and the standard-bearer raised his flag, and all the Libyan cavalry rumbled and quickened their horses' hooves.

In a burst of surprise, the cavalry attendant beside Celeste alertly pointed to the right side of his own queue, in an endless bush, only reaching the mountains to the north, suddenly the dust was flying, and many gray turtledoves screamed and circled and flew up, but seeing the half-man and half-horse, the vague figure was rapidly approaching this side, "Stop, stop." Celeste wondered what the hell it was, until as far as the eye could see, the figures suddenly straightened up and sped up one by one, all dark-skinned, Moorish warriors with amphorae or animal fur caps, with small shields and swords in their hands, and rows of pikes and darts behind them, walking barefoot like flies, in a wide horizontal line, running faster than a colt, and running almost in front of them.

"Use the flag, tell the right flank to change formation again, and face the enemy head-on!"

But before Celeste's men could react, the Gatulians on that front shouted in unison like thunder in the bells, and like a flock of black crows, they nimbly turned to attack the small battalion behind Celeste.

At this time, the trench surrounded by the small battalion had not yet been dug neatly, but when they saw the enemy attacking, the four brigades left behind immediately took out their weapons and lined up in the direction of the enemy's attack, preparing to block this group of lightly armed guys from the camp. However, behind this group of black warriors, many cavalry suddenly erected, saying that it was "vertical", but in fact, they were all running with the reins or tails of their horses just now, and at the moment of meeting the enemy, they jumped on the horse's back like lightning, and shouted and charged bravely against the unfinished formation of the Romans.

One of the pacesetters in the lead, before he could see what was happening, was pierced through the body by three pikes, and the logo of the brigade fell, and then there was a stormy and savage charge—many of the soldiers of Celeste, who were knocked upside down by their horses, into the trench they had just dug up, and soon the formation was chaotic, and then the knights on foot of Getulia approached in a dense manner, threw a second wave of javelins, and then drew their swords and slashed with great force.

Seeing that the small battalion in the rear was not in danger, Celeste was in a hurry and turned back with six hundred Libyan auxiliary cavalry, his sword flashing, in an attempt to repel the enemy's attack, but at this time the Mauritanian cavalry, which was rushing head-on, also poured into the gap in his central front and took the opportunity to disrupt his infantry.

Now the whole camp was full of cavalry scuffles down to the city of Suyato, and the Mauritanian cavalry of Rabinus was this time equipped with saddles, and hung hay bales on them, and after beating them with fire sickles in the gallop, they rained down into the small camp of Celeste—and soon the wooden fences and towers were on fire, and the slaves who guarded the baggage and baggage were running in all about crying and screaming.

After the scuffle, the envoy Celeste lost control of the troops on all sides, so he could only take his personal cavalry, abandon the camp, and flee towards the place where Hitius was stationed.

And at this time, Hitius was surrounded by drums and trumpets, and in the hurricane-like dust, there was also a large wave of enemy cavalry, hurrying towards his position from the south, "Do not be alarmed, you have all come out of the dispute and battle between the various chieftaincy kingdoms from Numidia to Africa, and you are more stoic than the thorn balls in the desert, and some of their little tricks cannot be hidden from us at all, clinging to the hills, and all the light infantry are out in formation, forming a formation on the perimeter, clenching the slings and short swords in your hands, All the cavalry held still, saving the body of the mount. Hitius repeated these commands with constant heralds.

In the array, the infantry of the Hitius, nay, only dismounted soldiers, ran to the front of the queue, fastened their hats in the wind, and half-knelt on the hot ground, and quickly shook the slings in their hands, aiming at the enemy cavalry that was surging like a tidal wave. (To be continued......)