More than 4,000 men charged en masse, which had not been seen in Ireland for many years, and the Celtic warriors who ran at high speed were boiling with enthusiasm, as if the heads of the Romans on the opposite side had been hung outside their own gates; No one will tell them that war is definitely not only about courage, but also about advanced weapons and tactics.

There is no doubt that the Celts lagged far behind the Roman army; To be backward means to be beaten, and to be very backward is to be slaughtered.

With the advent of a long-range strike, in just a few seconds, more than 4,000 Celtic warriors who were charging were almost completely emptied, and the rapid harp sound disappeared; The rain of 7,200 arrows that flew down rapidly, and the more than 5,000 javelins that flew through the air, were sure to be a catastrophe for the Celtic warriors who rushed up without armor.

It has to be said that the Celtic warriors are backward and backward, but they really live up to their name of bravery.

Many warriors were hit by a few arrows, but they still struggled to rush forward, even if their steps became heavier and heavier; A few fierce warriors, who were pierced through the abdomen by the flying javelins, were able to pull out their javelins and throw them back at the Roman phalanx with all their strength, before slowly falling to the ground and waiting for death.

Unfortunately, even with such bravery, it does not change the fate of defeat in the slightest.

The arrows of the rifle archers and crossbowmen had begun to fall from the high point, and the arrows that the soldiers carried with them were enough to shoot another 18 rounds; The hoplites, who were in charge of throwing javelins, were picking up a second light javelin and preparing for a new round of sectional throwing, and at their feet, there was also a light javelin and a heavy javelin.

After two rounds of long-range strikes by the Roman infantry phalanx, only a few hundred Celtic warriors were lucky enough to rush to the airtight shield array; However, how can a solid shield array be shaken by a hundred or so warriors?

Seeing that there was only such a small number of enemies, the soldiers who formed the shield array easily blocked the enemy's first powerful smash.

After that, the shield array quickly disintegrated, and five hoplites surrounded a Celtic warrior, shield-wielding; The Celtic warriors were instantly trapped between several square shields, like trapped beasts, unable to even swing their weapons and unable to move; Almost at the same time, several heavy javelins stabbed through the gaps in the shields, and the Celtic warriors screamed helplessly, and there were a few more holes in their bodies, and blood splattered; The five Roman hoplites continued to stab once, and then retreated at the same time.

It seems like a long time to say, but in fact, it only takes five seconds from the disintegration of the shield array to the soft fall of the Celtic warrior.

This is a tactic commonly used by hoplites when they have superior forces, and it is very suitable for encircling and killing the enemy, not only to kill the enemy quickly, but also to prevent the enemy from dying and struggling, and reduce their own casualties.

Even if it was a siege, the Roman army had to pay attention to tactics, how could the unorganized, undisciplined, and untactically Celtic be an opponent.

As the leader of the Bretto tribe, Teward did not have a chance to see the final scenes of the battle; The brave Celtic warriors, one by one, were surrounded by shields, stabbed once, and stabbed twice, and died without the ability to resist.

Terward was very lucky, he was plunged into his left chest with a sharp javelin, and his heart was pierced directly, and he lost consciousness without much pain; Teward was strong, but he had no armor, and no matter how strong his chest muscles were, he couldn't stop a sharp javelin.

Near Tward's corpse, there was a Celtic warrior who had not yet lost his breath, glaring angrily at the Roman soldier who was walking with a sword, and scolded, but he had no strength to resist; Mending the sword, a tradition of the Roman army, was once a favorite of the commander's royal army.

The ground began to shake, and all the people on the battlefield looked up due south.

The scout squad of archers was galloping towards them, and behind them, a large group of Celtic "cavalry" was biting in pursuit.

The Celtic warriors, numbering more than 2,000 men, saw the arrows fired by the Twards, and immediately rode out from behind Mount Gemre in a chaotic manner according to the original plan, intending to cooperate with the main force to flank the Romans; The archers who were exploring the path happened to meet them head-on, and when they saw the huge difference in numbers between the two sides, the archers turned around and ran.

Taking advantage of the fact that they have stirrups, and their bodies are relatively light, the archers can escape easily and happily, and they can turn around and fire their bows and arrows from time to time; The chasing Celts shouted angrily, chasing and not being able to catch up, not being able to hit, and accidentally being shot down by the archers fleeing in front.

Fleeing and chasing, the two groups of men and horses soon approached the battlefield full of corpses.

The earth began to shake violently, and the king's army and Ota met them with their cavalry legions; The distance of more than 500 meters was enough for the cavalry regiment to increase its speed as it passed through the flanks of the infantry phalanx.

"Due south, defensive formation!" Deputy Commander Villeries spoke out; He has absolute confidence in Wang Jun, but it is more prudent to strictly follow the operational standards.

The hoplites stopped mending their swords and cleaning the battlefield and trotted back to the phalanx; Within a few minutes, the entire infantry phalanx changed from a one-sided defense to a four-sided defense formation; The enemy has cavalry, which has good mobility, and the one-sided defensive formation will definitely suffer.

Wang Jun rushed forward with nearly 3,000 archers, and Ota followed behind with 2,000 "camouflage hoplites", heading straight south to meet the archers.

More than 2,000 Celtic warriors who rode their horses quickly found that a Roman infantry phalanx was adjusting its formation not far ahead, and at the same time, a large number of Roman cavalry rushed out from the west side of the infantry phalanx.

Odd?

Where are they in Teward?

The wild weeds on the plain obscured the sight of these Celtic "cavalry", and on the grass on the east side of the Roman infantry phalanx, thousands of Celtic warrior corpses lay silently.

The cavalry on both sides were galloping in opposite directions, and the relative speed was so fast that the Celtic "cavalry" still had time to think about where they would go.

The archers suddenly accelerated, adjusted some direction slightly, and staggered past the king's army; Now, the main force of the archers carried by the king's army was facing the Celts.

"Run!" Wang Jun roared loudly and raised his bow at the same time.

"Run!" The nearby cavalry immediately shouted in response and raised their bows in unison.

"Run! ......" A series of roars continued to be transmitted to the rear of the archers.

The main force of the galloping archers, like a waterfall suddenly encountering a boulder, hured into two teams and turned to the east and west respectively; Thousands of sharp arrows flew into the sky one after another, piercing through the warm air, and falling towards the galloping Celtic "cavalry".

"Erection guns, keep up the speed!"

Otara, who was slightly behind by a distance, lowered the helmet mask and coldly gave the order; Behind them, thousands of "camouflage heavy cavalry" repeated orders loudly, and for a time the spears were like a forest. Ota steadily controlled the speed of the horses, directing the team to spread out the formation during the movement, ensuring that each cavalry was open for a certain distance from the front and back, left and right; The opponent is also a cavalry, and he can't use a dense formation to attack, otherwise there will be many cases of accidental injuries and accidental collisions.

Neither Wang Jun nor Ota expected that the Celtic "cavalry" would do something they couldn't imagine!

The Celtic "cavalry" actually slowed down, dismounted, and drove the horses away......

Blunder! What a mistake of Grandma!

The rush of the archers, because of the range, caused only a few casualties to the Celts; Who would have thought that the enemy on the opposite side would suddenly slow down! This is all due to the fact that enemies will run into the landing area when the rain of arrows falls, and as a result, only a small number of enemies will enter the landing area.

Your sister's!

Wang Jun was indignantly scolding people on the war horse, did he play cavalry like this?

Ahem!

Wang Jun himself is to blame for this, because he did not study history deeply and extensively enough; The Celts of this period were all infantry control, and horses were used in places such as herding defense, sending letters, and pulling carts. Not to mention the Celts, in fact, even the Roman Empire itself did not attach so much importance to cavalry, if it were not for the royal army to change the course of history, the future Roman Empire would be beaten by the enemy's cavalry in several places.

The archers had already turned to the flanks, and the strange tactics of the Celts on the opposite side fell into the eyes of Horta.

"Rush formation! Rush formation! ”

"Acceleration in the front row! The back rows follow in turn! ”

Horta was sweating profusely from being bluffed by the enemy, and hurriedly adjusted his formation; Fortunately, Otta spent a lot of effort training his troops during his time in Britain, and before he made contact with the enemy, the ranks of each platoon were able to be closed, and the distance between platoons and platoons was widened.

In fact, the Celtics are also very strange.

What are the Romans doing on the other side?

Make no mistake! Are they just riding horses and fighting us?

Without stirrups for the Celts, it is difficult to imagine how man could wield a weapon on the back of a galloping horse; For nearly a hundred years, in the land of Ireland, all the inter-tribal battles were fought by everyone riding horses to the place, and then dismounting and cutting each other; Therefore, in the eyes of the Celts, if the Romans dismounted and fought on foot, it was only natural.

Don't get off the horse to fight, the Romans have water in their heads!

This was the mental thinking of most Celtic fighters.

More than 2,000 cavalry, if they are used well, may not be able to give the Wang army some trouble, but now the cavalry has become infantry, and it happens on the grassland, that is, to deliver food.

All in all, it's terrible to be uneducated.

Regardless of the thoughts that were turning in the heads of both sides, the first platoon of cavalry was about to rush to the Celtic camp.

"Shoot!"

With the order, the forest of guns pointing straight to the blue sky quickly disappeared, and each row of cavalry with long riding spears rushed into the Celts in waves.

Can a two-handed greatsword grow longer than a heavy riding spear?

Can a big man run past a galloping horse?

All of the above!

When the Celtic fighters in the front platoon found out that the enemy's cavalry gun was almost five meters long, it was too late.

With a slight swing of his arm, Otta adjusted the angle of his long rifle to the body of the Celtic warrior in front of him, who was trying to parry, and immediately released his grip on the gun; Half a second later, Otta drew his right hand a weapon that the commander called the "saber", and with his left hand, he rode his horse at high speed and knocked over a Celtic warrior in his way, charging into the scattered camp of the opposing party.

A tall Celtic warrior was in front of Horta's right, and as soon as he saw Horta rushing into the ranks, he immediately picked up his heavy hammer, intending to blow it up with a single blow; Ota stepped on the stirrup with his right leg, and quickly reached out to the right side, probing his arm, and extending his knife, without slashing and without having time to raise his arm and slash again, Ota just aimed the edge of the saber at the enemy's neck, and then clenched the handle of the knife hard.

After 0.2 seconds, Ota continued to run forward with one man and one horse, his speed not slowing down, the saber position leaning back slightly, and a string of blood beads on the bright knife body were beating.

The tall Celtic warrior, with his hammer held high in both hands, froze in place; There was a slanted mark of blood on his neck, and a trace of blood trickled out; After 0.4 seconds, the blood marks quickly enlarged into a terrifying incision, and the red to black blood shot out everywhere, and the heavy hammer "snapped!" A thud fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Before the tall Celtic warrior could fall, another cavalryman marching at high speed knocked him away, and after that, the iron hooves of the horses stepped on the body of the fallen warrior, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

All the "camouflage hoplites" desperately clamped their horses' bellies to maintain their speed, and they kept in mind the requirements of their commander's lecture.

"Speed is the life of a cavalryman and the cornerstone of victory; Without speed, you will lose lives, let alone win. ”

Do not love to fight, do not stop, even if the weapon is knocked off, the cavalry continues to maintain speed; If you don't have a weapon, you can hit it with a horse, and if you don't have speed, you will lose your life.

The 2,000-strong "camouflage heavy cavalry" blew like a hurricane, occasionally encountered some stubborn rocks on the way, and fell so many horses; The slightly more numerous Celtic "cavalry", well, in fact, were Celtic warriors who had volunteered to become infantry, as if straw met harvesting machinery, lying on the ground for a short time, and none of them were standing, which made the royal army with the archers and horsemen turn around and rush to the ground to cry out boring.

If these cavalrymen can get the right armor for all their men and horses, maybe they won't lose a single person or horse.

Chopping horses' feet? Ground knives? Sorry, these Celtic warriors didn't know that they only stared at the Roman cavalry on horseback before they died, and they didn't understand why the Roman soldiers could fight so flexibly on horseback.

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