Everyone looked at Adiana or Calabia in amazement, and she turned back with her bloody axe and said, "I will no longer be afraid of swords after I drew my sword and confronted Hybrida before, I have long told you to follow me." Calabis had a fever in his face, and he hurried forward with Dmetrius, one picking up a spear and the other a shield.

Another Armenian archer, who fired an arrow at them, was stopped by Dmetrius, and then Karabis, without giving them a chance to re-string, shouted loudly, and chased them with his spear, and just as the archer was trembling and about to run away from the other side, Adiana stabbed at him, and with another axe, struck the archer's arm, and the archer fell to the ground, clutching his broken arm, and rolling and wailing.

"What are you waiting for, stab him with a spear!" Calabis could hardly believe that these words came from Adina's little pink mouth, and he stepped forward, raised his short spear, and the crippled archer stood in front of him with his other hand, and spoke in Armenian in a sad and fast voice, "Please, don't kill me."

Over there, Adiana urged again, surrounded by shouts and fighting, Calabis held a spear, his palms, the tip of his nose and his forehead were sweaty, and he muttered in his mouth, "Forgive me, forgive me" After speaking, he raised the spear high, the tip of the spear pointed downward, and then stabbed down fiercely, for a moment, he only felt that the warm and wet blood and flesh trembling on the archer's body passed through the spear, and passed through the spear, straight to his own palm, body and even blood, and even with him he trembled, under the nervousness, his eyes began to tremble inexplicably, I was shaking so much that I was about to break through my eye sockets.

Before Calabis could recover his strength, his cheeks were slammed, and the moment he flew to the side of the road, he heard Hebrida's voice: "Pigs, get out of here, brother is going to go!" "It turned out to be Hybrida's hundred-man team, and they took over, and they were rapidly approaching Uhterus's hundred-man team, but Calabis, who was in the way, was knocked away by Hybrida with a shield.

At this moment, Calabis popped a few meters away, staggered and sat down, his nose was bleeding, Poti and a few others hurriedly supported him, only to see that Hebrida's team was like a whirlwind, and at this time Uteius's hundred-man team also changed into three horizontal columns of short-handed combat, they stood firm before the Armenians' rapid battle, and once they fought with swords and shields, they became the world of the Romans.

Of course, the worst of the bewilderments were the camping slaves who were stuck in the middle of the mountain roads, most of whom did not hear the advice of Calabis, and were either killed by the Armenians or stabbed by the swords drawn by the high-tech troops who had caught up, because they hindered the advance of the army.

In the end, the two centuriens "took the dragon", and when Utarius saw this, he whistled a few times, so his tired soldiers held their shields and retreated slowly and orderly, while the hundred-man team of Highbrida was divided into several parts, and also advanced slowly and orderly, and finally the two hundred-man teams staggered through the gap in the queue and completed the relay of the battle, while the Armenian alert detachment, under the attack of the newly replaced high-and-tiger Hybrida team, held out for half an hour, and could no longer support it, with its back to the Romans, Throwing down his partner's corpse, he fled to the pass!

"Chase!" Highbrida shouted excitedly, and he turned back to the encamped slaves and shouted, "Pigs, you also carry your packages, and follow your brother to rush down from the pass, ready to receive the booty." His hundred-man squad was also very excited, and everyone beat their swords against their shields, giving out cheers of preparation for a big battle.

Utarius, who retreated to the back to rest temporarily, heard Hebrida's performance, and saw the camping slaves rushing forward, and suddenly had a bad premonition, "Forever low-level guy, what is he going to do", he took two subordinates, and quickly ran to the pass, just in time to see Hebrida pulling the camp flag out of the dirt, "Low-level centurion Hebrida, you can't have any behavior that overstepping your authority!" ”

Holding the camp flag, Hybrida looked back at the angry Utterus with a very incredible expression, and said, "What are you talking about? Didn't the enemy retreat? Now that we have captured this pass, the next step is to rush down, to storm into the Armenian camp, and to make a big deal. Please don't delay me, as soon as the Armenians notice it and strengthen their guards, what reaches the mouth will fly. ”

Utiris was furious, he pointed at Hybrida and shouted, "I have already contacted the follow-up team of the Biedong team with the sound of the trumpet, and General Murilla has asked us to stay put, wait for his arrival, and then act in unison. ”

"Oh, then you wait here, maybe Murilla is here, and you can have a drink with him on this top of the mountain and blow the wind or something." Heblida sarcastically said, and then he threw down his shield, a shoulder strap on each side, and two short swords with him, ready to rush into the assault.

"Highbrid, I command you, in your capacity as a veteran centurion and military tribunion, if you still have the slightest respect for the decrees of the Roman legions! Before Yeteius's words were finished, his head was struck hard by Hebrida with the tail hammer of the camp flag, and he shook his body sideways twice, ready to insist on telling himself not to fall, but he was hit on the back several times by Hebrida.

Under the jaw-dropping gaze of Calabis and the other friends, whether soldiers or slaves, Uterius was knocked to the ground, and then tied to a tree with a blue nose and swollen face, and his two servants were also disarmed in a stunned state, "I swear to Heavenly Father Jupiter, you will receive the most severe punishment, Heavenly Father, Woo woo!" The tied up Utyres scolded, and Hybrida took off the silver ring on his finger and stuffed it into Utrius's mouth, which was a sign of centurion's status, "If the punishment is to remove this thing, then brother will hand it over to you in advance, brother will send it soon, it's not uncommon for this thing to be worth only three or five dekramas." Highburida beamed.

Zuihou, even Uterius's hundred-man team, was "robbed" by Hybrida - these soldiers knew "always low-level", and knew that following him would usually loot more loot, and as for the dumping between the two centurions, these soldiers didn't bother to care.

Standing at the pass, Hebrida looked at the scene down the hill through the low night, and gasped in astonishment: the brightly lit camp of the Armenians was surrounded by a particularly large gold-embroidered tent, surrounded by soldiers on horseback with pine lights, and in front of the tent were all densely packed chariots, each with a parasol canopy, inlaid with precious stones and gold, which shone enough to breathe even in the twilight, and these vehicles should have been used by noble chiefs and kings.

Not far from this tent, there were many positions built by the Romans who broke through during the day, because they were all erected with maroon legionary flags, which were clearly visible, and the control area on both sides could only be described as dogs' teeth.

The soldiers of the Third Wing, all sitting in place at the moment, took out bread and water jugs, and ate silently and quickly, for a life-and-death battle awaited them, or they would be surrounded by the enemy and thrown into the wilderness; Or a surprise attack and a windfall.

"That's right, that's right, this must be the camp of the king of Armenia, there can be no mistake!" Highbrida's voice seemed to be trembling with excitement in the night wind, and at this moment there was a "tick-tock" military horn sound from under the mountain road, and his face changed, it should be a signal for the follow-up team of the Biedong team, no! Now it's time to charge down.

"After eating, everyone stood up and lined up in an offensive formation." Highbridar raised the camp flag, ignoring Uterius' intimidation and invective, "The camp slaves, each carrying three pines, tied to a pickaxe. "This is the second order of Highbrida.

Calabis tied a long wooden strip horizontally to the soldier's pickaxe, and then, according to Hebrida's instructions, he tied three short pine sticks to the pickaxe one by one with ropes, and when it was finished, it resembled the trident of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and also like the great candle of the Jewish Hanukkah, and then he and Demetrius helped Potty and Adiana to tie the pickaxe.

"Trumpeter, give me a signal to the back of the mountain road, and say that there is no enemy at the top of the mountain, and we are ready to camp." Highbrida dragged a few trumpeters over, and soon three very soothing trumpets sounded, and when he walked to Murilla on the mountainside, and the centurions of the rest of the regiment, they heard this message, and discussed: the front is safe, and now all the soldiers will also stay for the time being, eat and rest, and wait for the regiments under the mountain tomorrow, and act together.

"Damn the mountain road, damn the night." Murilla sat down on a low stool, took off his heavy and abrasive helmet, and complained in his mouth, and just as several soldiers brought roasted haode meat and wine to his mouth, three more shrill trumpets came from the top of the mountain, and Murilla was frightened to put on his helmet again, "Could it be that Ulteius's wing has encountered an enemy situation on it!?" ”

How did he know that Utiris was now tied to a large tree at the top of the mountain, enjoying the chilling breeze of the Taurus Mountains on an autumn night! And those three sharp trumpets were the orders of Hebledar to raid the whole team!

The Armenian Janissaries, who had just seen a few remnants of soldiers running down from the hill, had learned from them that a Roman contingent had appeared on the hill over there. The captain of the Praetorian Guard did not dare to slack off, so he passed through the curfew and came to the camp of Tegrenice, which was so large that it was built on all sides with cedar frames and purple curtains, like walls, and the floor was covered with thick blankets of wool and camel hair, which divided the antechamber, the dining room, the council chamber, and the dormitories. The captain of the Praetorian Guard, who came to the front hall first, saw only that in the earth-shattering noise, all the chiefs were eating and drinking in front of the dining table, several male and female slaves were whining, naked, kneeling on the dining table, and all the "doors" on his body were thrust by the equally naked chiefs and generals, and the whole hall was filled with the smell of alcohol mixed with bodily fluids.

"With my Bidouita here, a few little thieves in Rome are nothing, and my love Bona will send them all to the underworld in an instant." A big man with indigo tattoos all over his body, although naked, but still with a long sword hanging from his waist, laughing wildly and drinking wildly with one hand holding the wine jar, pulling the hair of a kneeling plump slave girl with the other, hitting her ** like a wild bull, the wine dripping from his beard continued to overflow and fall to the ground along the plump back of the slave girl.