"Send a herald cavalry, and tell General Scipio to come back as much as he can, or I will give the whole army of baggage and baggage to the enemy." Appis was on the tower of the camp, watching the movement of the other party, and gave orders to the cavalry captain under him.

His name was Marcus. Opimius's cavalry captain galloped over the Andabukia Mountains, where the fifteenth legions, both cavalry, chariots, and infantry, were perfectly concealed, and were not at all noticed anything wrong by the anxious cavalry captain, and when he handed over the latest situation to Scipio, the commander was looking at the thirteenth legions of Caesar's side, which were waiting on the slopes of the five Roman miles and miles opposite him, under the arrangement of Petneus, the lieutenant of Lypida, The Thirteenth Legion was simply invulnerable, with archers and slingers scattered on the key heights, surrounded by well-armoured and high-spirited light and heavy infantry, and on the front-line plains below, alert cavalry galloped back and forth, dusting and bravailing.

Even if Scipio had two legions, it would be extremely difficult to break through such a garrison head-on, and it would be impossible to bypass it, "It seems that the enemy has been prepared for a long time." Scipio said hatefully, "Go back and tell Sù Apis, that he is not allowed to abandon my baggage, that the whole army will be in it all the money that he has demanded in Asia Minor, and that if he wants to escape, the whole army will not have to fight, and will it be completely collapsed - all right, all right, I will give up Macedonia, and immediately return with the cavalry to rescue him?" ”

Scipio then tugged at the reins of his mount, but found that the horse was stubborn, digging with his hooves in the same place. He subconsciously looked at the rushing Aryakmon River. Looking at the vague shadows of the distant mountains. He muttered in his heart, "In front of me is a legion of the enemy who is waiting for him, and in the camp in the rear, there is also a legion of the enemy, how does the enemy use the army, is it just to transfer me back, is it so simple?" ”

So Scipio called out the name of Salada, prince of Thrace, "Take your cavalry." Serve as a roaming guard on the perimeter of the infantry, and send men and horses to scout every horizontal valley and street encountered. In addition, all the infantry marched in long columns, fully armed, and in an engaged posture! ”

In the gorge of the Andabukia Mountains, four hundred cavalrymen led by Prince Salada himself were nervously following the narrow road, looking up at the barren and rugged hills on either side, just at dusk. Unknown birds, and bats make eerie calls. Flying around in the air, "One more stadia, gotta get out of this damn place, gotta go!" Prince Salada grumbled in his heart, his palms and forehead were full of sweat, and suddenly he heard the slight neighing of the horses, faintly coming along the wind across the valley, although it was not very clear, but he was very familiar with the horses, and suddenly smelled the smell of danger, "Quick, turn the horse's head quickly, and withdraw!" But the whole hillside on either side let out a cry of savage terror, and countless figures flashed above Salada's head, arrows and flying stones flew down like a torrential rain, and at the exit of the valley, the trees and boulders were rolled back, and their way out was cut off!

At the end of the valley, the sound of horses' hooves and battle trumpets was getting closer and closer, and Sarada's eyes, which were full of wounded men and horses, were dark, and it seemed that the enemy had ambushed the cavalry in the valley in advance.

"Who did the attack? Bastard! In a more secluded hillside somewhere, Li Bida heard the sound of trumpets and shouts of killing from place to place, and he was so angry that he held his horsewhip and yelled at his followers, "Scipio first stayed on the plains for a long time, and then set out in the afternoon, because he was afraid that we would have an ambush and were ready to escape at night. ”

Sabo next to him explained: A legion of 6,000 men, plus 1,000 cavalry, scattered in these mountains, it is too difficult to accurately ambush, plus Scipio is also on guard, and excellent Lacey cavalry is sent from all sides to probe the outposts, so that our ambush soldiers cannot hold their breath, and it is normal to attack first.

At this moment, the battle had reached its fiercest before the last rays of the sun had dissipated at dusk, and the small groups of cavalry and archers that had been lying in ambush on the various hillsides poured out separately, shooting arrows and slaughtering frantically at the army of Scipio running wildly along the river below, and there were clouds of smoke and dust everywhere, "Leave these people alone, it's going to be night soon, they can't outflank the battle, just rush forward for me!" Scipio kept shouting these slogans to boost morale while riding his horse, and the newly recruited Macedonian Seventh Legion ran at the front, many throwing their equipment all over the ground, and some were killed, captured, or shot to the ground in a panic, but the old soldiers in the "twin legions" were mostly set up to entangle with the ambush soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers still ran calmly with their loads.

Farther away, the Thirteenth Legion also caught up, and Peternius told his subordinates to blow the trumpet, in an attempt to echo the command of Lybida, and to pursue Scipio - Scipio was in a hurry, and also asked all the trumpeters around him to blow the trumpets together, and the whole night was even more chaotic, full of trumpets, and there was no distinction between friend and foe.

The melee continued until dawn, and Scipio's terrified division finally escaped relatively intact, but the Seventh Legion had lost almost all its equipment, equipment, and pack horses, while the Eighth Legion was still in good order, and rushed out in groups of threes and twos, but many officers and men were wounded, disheveled and disheveled, and obviously suffered a great blow to their spiritual morale.

"Don't stop, keep rushing forward!" Scipio did not allow his men to take any rest, because he also understood that it was the critical moment to escape, so he ordered the wounded soldiers to be abandoned, and not to set up camp, but to move closer to the six legions of Appis.

At this time, Li Bida also rode a horse, gathered people and horses everywhere, many people chased far away, and could only readjust in order to launch a pursuit again, at this time his main force was close to twenty Roman miles away from Scipio, and the captured Thracian prince was also escorted to him, Li Bida because of the urgency of military affairs, just told Sù Hu to treat this prince well, "use him to exchange for Antony's brother Gaius, and also to win the goodwill of the Thracian king, and divide and disintegrate Pompey's camp." After a day and a half and a half, after regrouping the ranks, Li Pida's vanguard Mattia cavalry only chased after a few hundred wounded soldiers abandoned by the other side, "It seems that Scipio has run farther!" But it doesn't matter, there are still six legions of Angandinus in front of us, and we can also encircle him. Li Bida jumped back on the horse and said confidently. (To be continued......)