"Time flies, never going back, and we are fascinated by love, lingering in the insignificant details." - Virgil

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Mars mixed with gunsmoke, carrying the hard broken leaves of the desert bushes, swept the entire tragic land of Shura, Rabinus rushed to the front, all fell from their horses in the fierce blood mist, many of them were covered in lead pellets and iron sand, and the wounded and fallen horses groaned and crawled in a pool of blood, and the smoke and flames in the trench behind them were still rising, like a wall of fire of death, dividing the troops in front and behind Rabinus - the later cavalry, for unknown reasons, still risked their lives to break through this wall of fire and advance towards the hills.

Rabinus, who had fallen to the ground, had a pungent nose, and he trembled and propped up his mutilated body with his left hand, and his ears were full of buzzing and exploding echoes, but he could still hear the clear and agitated sound of the bugle, and the dense sound of horses' hooves, and the whirring sound of beacon smoke, and he touched his cheek with his right hand, and the sharp pain in his heart came—his right eyeball was knocked out, and hung on his socket, and his body was full of bullet holes, and his cloak was completely torn, and Rabinus struggled to sit up, with the only eye left, Braving the pain and soot, I watched the formation of the "Leus Army" on the hills: the two rows of soldiers in the first column that had fired the brass pipes retreated to the back, dragging the scrap of the bombing chamber and the bodies of a few comrades killed and wounded, while a reserve of steel spears in the back hula stepped forward and continued to hold their long-handled weapons on their forks to form a temporary defense against the cavalry.

The soldiers behind the earthen ramparts and wooden fences shouted one after another, raising their compound bows and belly bows in their hands. Against the cavalry who continued to charge. It's a violent ejection. to make up for the gap between the re-firing of the brass pipe, "Damn, you can't attack anymore, Libidaeus deliberately set this seemingly 'weak' trap, is it really just like a cat playing with a mouse, to implement his new tactics?" Rabinus could no longer stand the sound of the men and horses screaming and falling, "This weapon is simply terrifying. Not only did he shoot and wound our cavalry, but he also killed his own soldiers, is this Li Bida, such a cold-blooded and ruthless figure, such a person can finally grasp the authority of the state? ”

At this time, Rabinus's side was constantly approached by cavalry, but their mounts did not have the courage to break through the rows of bright and sharp spears in the harsh desert sun, and could only run back and forth in front of the formation. The brave cavalry above either raised their swords and fought, or dismounted and burst into battle.

"Fools. Let's go," Rabinus watched, powerless, and when he saw the soldiers who had retreated to the second row begin to clean up the brass pipes with clubs with sponge-headed clubs, he knew that the strange snake that "spewed the rain of death" would soon show its fangs again.

There was another strange and dull explosion, like rolling thunder, which spread from the top of the hill over the river, and hundreds of cavalry were completely knocked down before their eyes, and the corpses of men and horses were rolling around. Rabinus looked at this qiē with one eye, and his whole body twitched in pain, "Someone, where is my servant?" He groaned and said, but there was a dead silence around him, "Are they all dead, are they all dead, my flag, my honor, my Hu should have survived one or two from this time, help me stab myself to death, I didn't expect that in the end even this kind of thing would be done by myself." When Rabinus had finished thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand.

As a result, he realized that the blade had been broken, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

"Immortal God, you have finally abandoned me, and I do not want to see the day when the Republic will be completely destroyed." Rabinus actually laughed bitterly, threw the dagger on the ground, and then moved back with difficulty, leaning on the dying mount, and sat quietly like that, waiting for death to come.

At this moment, on a high ground jutting out of the hills, a single firing brigade of the Leus regiment ran to it neatly, and then quickly set up the brass pipe, and began to condescend, facing the Rabinus cavalry, who continued to insist on being in front of the raft in the Tumr River, "Turn your head and shoot!" There was also a thunderous salvo, and the corpses of the people and horses that were soon killed by the dense shotguns were all planted in the river, carried by the turbid current, and floated and congested to the "raft" downstream.

Rabinus's successors, with about two or three thousand foot riders, finally realized what was happening in front of them, and their commanders and elite vanguards, instead of breaking through the enemy's camp, fell in all directions between the wall of fire in the trench and the line of infantry of the opposing side, and at this time there were still a small number of cavalry, whether out of bravery or for the sake of not being able to turn back, so that they could only bypass the wall of fire and attack from the direction of the two flanks, only to be stabbed to death one by one by the new soldiers of the new legion, who had risen up.

"The firing technology improvement this time is still very complete, but the material of the barrel is still not good, the copper pipe has to appropriately reduce the specific gravity of gunpowder, and the next time it has to use an iron pipe to withstand it." Looking at the smoke and corpses all over the ground, Li Bida had already retreated to the camp with ease, and began to think about the gains and losses.

Previously, many alchemists and craftsmen had written about the ways in which the gunpowder would be ignited. Li Bida approved three points: it is unsafe and inconvenient to use ropes, and he directly groped for reeds and flint to shoot; In addition, a sufficient amount of saltpeter was accumulated from corpses and latrines to find a better and safer gunpowder system; Finally, the method of shooting shotguns is adopted to strive for the maximum surface killing.

In the end, it took almost one-third of his financial resources to equip about a thousand barrels for the firing brigade of the New Leus Regiment on foot, so that the rest of the brigade still relied mainly on bows and arrows and stonethrows.

After about three rounds of heavy fire, several servants came to him respectfully, took hold of his reins, and said, "You should order all the legions to come forward, for the enemy in front of you has been completely routed, and accept the great victory, Your Excellency High Priest!" ”

Amid the sound of trumpets and trumpets, Li Bida once again walked out of the camp to the cheers of his servants and guards, and all the new legions got up, took off their hats and raised their hats, and saluted the high priest, and the shout of "Imperato" resounded through the sky, "Go to the left flank, and tell Sù Paruma, Angandinus, Karenus, and Serha, that I have routed the enemy in front of me, and I hope that they will move quickly, and if it is not for them to march in at dusk to meet me into the camp where Rabinus fell, then I will take the new legion and attack it myself, and I will not bother them." Li Bida held the gold-plated baton and said indifferently to the herald in front of him.

Then the new legion of Leus shouted three times, stood up, slung spears, forks, and brass pipes on their shoulders, and was covered with bags and fire sickles, and marched in rows over the enemy's tired bodies under the guidance of drumming flutes, and began to march across the river. (To be continued......)