At night, hazy clouds cover the sky. The "European Rangers" unit under the command of two female generals officially set out for the battle.

Garnier, riding on his armored war horse with two swords in hand, couldn't help but glance at the corner of the scarlet banner he was carrying, the battle flag painted with Carthage's iconic scepter, hunting and fluttering in the night wind, revealing a faint smell of blood and death.

- The army of the European Continental Rangers stipulated that as long as they were heroes, they had to carry a battle flag that symbolized their status to boost the morale of the soldiers around them. It's just that......

"Isn't that a target for archers?"

As a gladiator champion and a veteran before being captured by the Romans, Garnier knew that carrying such a flag on the battlefield was a purely suicidal act.

Sighing, he reluctantly chose to ignore the "death flag" behind him. Turning his head to look at the barbarian troops on the left flank, the skeletal battle banner symbolizing the Germanic great axemen was also fluttering in the wind.

Thinking back to the big guy with whom he had a verbal conflict, a flame of hatred lit up in Garnier's eyes.

"I'm going to kill more people than you."

At present, with the exception of some heavy infantry and archers in the town barracks, this army is almost entirely in force, and three light cavalry units are divided in front to open the way, and he and the Germanic axemen, as well as several other heroes, are in this main phalanx.

Garnier, who was once a soldier under the legendary Carthaginian general Hannibal, finally completely obeyed the two women who claimed to be generals.

- The current formation of this army can basically be said to be invulnerable, and it can have the power to fight in any kind of enemy attack.

Part of the light cavalry reconnoitred at the front. The rest of the light cavalry remained on either side, slowly advancing to protect the battle formation. Regardless of the direction of the enemy, these cavalry, which are much more mobile than the infantry, can react quickly.

The infantry were arranged in small formations, which were regularly distributed in dozens of "small pieces". It avoids the risk of being "wiped out" by trebuchets or repeaters, and the gap between the various infantry phalanxes can also allow small groups of cavalry to pass through, which enhances the flexibility of the camp.

Two female generals in black armor led a group of heavy cavalry at the front of the phalanx.

Heavy cavalry, which can be called an infantry nightmare, can completely sweep away enemy battle formations without "heavy arms" such as spearmen. Even the sharp long knives of the Orientals. It was impossible to cut through their armor, and weapons such as short swords and hammers were completely ineffective against these cavalrymen, let alone kill the riders, and even the horses in iron armor could not be killed.

As for why this phalanx moved so slowly, it was not because it was to take care of the speed of the infantry. But in the middle of the phalanx -

Even at night when his vision was poor, Garnier could still see the heavy square shields that were a man tall surrounded in the center of the troops, and the hundreds of sharp weapons that pointed straight up at the sky and looked like moving flagsticks.

- Spear Array!

In the event of an encounter with enemy cavalry, these terrifying pikemen can unleash their true prowess as long as the other soldiers next to them disperse. Not to mention cavalry, even chariots from Egypt faced a spear array that was almost like a city wall. There is only one dead end!

At the moment the formation of these pikemen is not spread, it is a closed square, and in the middle of the square. It also protects some ordinary slave laborers. If they encounter an enemy hiding in the forest or other difficult terrain, these laborers will forcibly build a battlefield lookout under the protection of the spear phalanx, so that the hidden enemy has no place to hide!

Even for the sake of speed, he did not carry heavy siege weapons. But Garnier is very satisfied with the current configuration of the army. He had no idea that this team could be defeated, and it was better not to have to worry about winning or losing a battle. Because......

Just kill as much as you want.

Licking his lips and smiling hideously, Garnier couldn't wait to go on a killing spree.

According to the general's judgment. The enemy's camp was supposed to be on the north-western side of the basin, and soon a large number of generals were gathered. He immediately began to march in the direction of the enemy's barracks.

Only by directing the flames of war to other people's territory can you inflict the greatest damage on the other side. General Hannibal, who served at the time, also had the same attitude. Whether from a tactical or strategic point of view, the two generals this time are not idle.

"Stop!"

The general, who was walking in front with the heavy cavalry, suddenly raised the banner of "stop advancing". The well-trained and well-coordinated battle formation came to a halt almost immediately. Waiting for instructions on the next step.

Garnier drove his war horse forward, and had just approached the place near the general, when he heard a familiar female voice say:

"The light cavalry that explored the road ahead was completely wiped out."

"What?"

Hearing this, Garnier was also slightly shocked in his heart - the Roman light cavalry was well-trained and well-equipped, and it was completely wiped out, and there was not even a single survivor who ran back, and it seemed that the enemy this time was not weak.

The girl in black armor cast her vigilant gaze to the dense forest in front of her, and ordered, "Build a lookout immediately, there should be an ambush in that forest." ”

"Yes!"

The slaves under the protection of the pikes began to use the wood they had brought. The makeshift watchtower, even though it looks very rudimentary, can be built to see the enemy forces hiding in the forest ahead.

However, just before the lookout was finished, an accident happened.

Even though he couldn't see what was ahead in the dim light, Garnier heard the chaotic sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing, and the earth seemed to tremble slightly, and a huge gray wall quickly pressed against him.

- Sandstorms? No, it's the enemy cavalry coming!

Realizing that the enemy army was approaching, Garnier did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all, and clenched his two blood-stained short swords.

"Enemy...... It's too much......" The soldiers behind Garnier didn't flinch, but someone was already making an incredulous voice. Even before the battle began, the morale of his side had already lost a few points.

"Don't be cowardly, kill them all!" The Germanic Axe Man roared.

Although he was not afraid, Garnier was still very surprised when he looked at the "wall of storms" in front of him.

Even though this piece of land is relatively dry, in order to create such an momentum, the cavalry of the other side has thousands of people, not to mention them. How did these people do it when they had just arrived?

However, in the face of the sudden attack of the cavalry army, the two generals did not show the slightest surprise, and immediately commanded:

"The soldiers at the front are scattered, the spearmen and archers are ready!"

As soon as the words fell, the light cavalry and infantry in front of the battle formation quickly retreated, and the phalanx of spears immediately lined up, erected extremely strong heavy shields, and aimed hundreds of sharp spears at the rapidly attacking cavalry.

The longbowmen who had been scattered in the infantry phalanx, under the protection of the phalanx composed of spearmen, also immediately drew their bows and aimed at the dark sky in front of them.

These elite longbowmen were all from Britannia, a Roman territory, and most of them had practiced archery since childhood, and their accuracy had reached an astonishing level.

Even if they are blocked by their shields and cannot see the distance, they can shoot deadly arrows into the sky just by listening to the sound of their enemies, and then wait for the arrows to arc down on them.

Seeing that the soldiers behind him quickly set up their positions, Garnier could only retreat helplessly - even if he wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy now, but if he rushed over now, even if he was not killed by the opponent's cavalry, he would be shot by his own longbowmen, so he could only retreat temporarily.

Quickly retreating behind the terrifying walls of the spearmen, Garnier set his sights on the leader of the longbowmen in the rear, Arthur Ryan of Britannia - a brown-haired beauty in red light leather armor who was the strongest longbowman in Britannia. Like himself, he also carries the blue British battle flag on his back, which symbolizes the hero's existence.

"Ready!"

Arthur Ryan's crisp voice rang out, and all the archers raised their longbows at the same time as she raised her right arm, wrapped in dark gray cloth. Under the leadership of the legendary archers, the other longbowmen seem to have improved a lot.

"Boom!"

She was about to give the order to release the arrows when she was interrupted by a loud bang in the middle of the war.

There was a loud bang, and dust and smoke were everywhere. The slaves, who had been building the lookout just now, didn't even have time to scream before they were smashed into meat sauce by a round boulder that fell from the sky, and blood splattered the longbowmen nearby.

"Trebuchet!"

Realizing that the enemy had ambushed a trebuchet diagonally in front of him, the longbowmen on the right immediately reversed their aim and shot the trebuchet operator who had no time to escape.

Although they were able to defeat one of the enemy's trebuchets, they put much less pressure on the enemy cavalry in front of them.

At this time, by the cold moonlight, Garnier could already see the true faces of those cavalry.

- It was a rider dressed in a strange and exotic costume, with a scimitar at his waist and a bow and arrow, looking a bit like the ruthless army of the "Rest Cavalry", which once buried one of the three giants of Rome, Crassus. But......

The Sabbath cavalry could not have appeared here, these people should be other nomads. But there's no point in thinking about that now......

"Prepare to take the enemy!"

With a roar from the general, the pikemen drew their shields closer, forming a strong wall that no cavalry could break through, ready to meet the nomadic cavalry.

"Are you really going to rush over? It's naïve......"

Seeing that the enemy cavalry was already close at hand, Garnier raised the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully—even if these guys were outnumbered, it would be impossible to break through the pikes with cavalry.

Could it be that these people are here to die? Or is it ...... Do they have a back-up move?

Seeing the enemy cavalry approaching rapidly, Garnier suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. (To be continued) R655