His grandmother's finally stayed up until dawn!

Wang Jun sat in the open space outside the inner battlements and ate roast horse meat, and put his special longbow aside; Hehe, don't say it, if a person is hungry, horse meat tastes good.

The majestic outer battlements had been reduced to ruins, and some of the unburned wooden stakes were still billowing with smoke; Outside the ruins, there are layers of corpses, dead horses, dead people, anyway, looking at the past, they are basically all.

2,400 unscathed Roman light infantrymen were busy in groups of three on the battlefield strewn with corpses, collecting arrows, metal weapons, and javelins, all of which were still worth using; The disgusting smell of blood floated and refused to dissipate.

More than 600 meters to the south, the Celtic warriors gathered by the whole army were eating dried mutton in a makeshift camp; After a night of fighting, the iron man will also be tired, whether it is a winner or a loser; The era of cold weapons is interesting, the enemy and the enemy can stare at each other on the battlefield and eat breakfast.

In the last battle before dawn, the two sides actually failed to fight at all.

Wang Jun had the hope of going home, and he was more afraid of capsizing in the gutter than anyone else; Whether it is the outer battlement or the inner battlement, in the long passage inside the battlement, every ten meters under the inner wall, a small barrel of fire oil is shallowly buried, and in order to prevent accidental fire, a layer of soil is also laid on it.

Wang Jun formulated two action plans, one called "Operation Broken Arm" and the other called "Operation Decisive Death".

The so-called "severed arm operation" means that when the outer battlements cannot block the enemy, and at the same time, the lives of the soldiers hidden inside cannot be guaranteed, they dig up the fire oil and ignite it one after another, completely abandoning the outer battlements; The tall and majestic battlements could have burned for a period of time, during which time the enemy would not have thought of burning through the outer battlements to form a huge wall of fire; At this time, the infantry archers and crossbowmen can throw arrows in the open space between the inner and outer battlements, or they can choose to calmly retreat into the inner camp to rest.

"Operation Death" is roughly similar to "Operation Severed Arm", which is to give up the inner battlements and win a period of time; However, if the inner battlements were really burned, then the Roman soldiers would have no way to retreat but to fight to the death, which is why the royal army called it "Operation Death".

The trench was quickly filled by the horses, and the subsequent galloping horses violently slammed into the outer battlements with various attempts to stop urgently, and the wooden walls of some of the outer battlements were loosened and crooked, but the flames that had burned inside the battlements immediately spit out raging flames from the cracks that were knocked open by the horses, and then quickly spread to the entire outer battlements.

Some horses are relatively poor in physical fitness, so they can only run behind the herd after being frightened; Running and running, the friends in front of him suddenly hissed; It's also good to run slowly, at least you don't have to worry about having a partner chasing you behind, so these small numbers of horses successfully completed the emergency braking. But suddenly a huge wall of fire rose up in front of them, and these lucky horses were frightened and scurried around; There was a tall wall of fire in front and a dense pile of torches in the back, and many of the horses chose to turn around and rush to the torches, while the rest of the horses were neighing and spinning in place, and no horse would rush to the huge wall of fire.

The Celtic warriors were depressed to the extreme.

They confidently followed the horses and trotted all the way: the horses filled the ditches and broke some of the battlements, and the Romans panicked; Well, there are still 300 meters to go up and down, waiting for these warriors to rush over and fight through the broken battlements into the camp,......

That's a god horse!

For the hair? It's a wall of fire for Mao!

The Celtic warriors changed from running at medium speed to trotting, and then all stopped as the wall of fire was completely formed; There is no need to go, all the soldiers are watching each other, and they are busy again!

Before the Celtic warriors could recover from the blow, some of the frightened horses rushed into their ranks and made a mess.

With the loss of more than 30,000 horses, and the accidental loss of hundreds of horses, the result of the battle was that the enemy's battlements were caught in flames.

In the end, the dejected Celtic warriors had no choice but to return with a curse, and for the sake of safety, the Celtic coalition abandoned the siege of the Romans and concentrated all of them in a temporary camp in the south; Seeing that the wall of fire in the distance is burning so vigorously, it is estimated that it can last at least a few hours, if you don't go back to rest, will you just stay here and wait?

That's it, the troops of the Celtic coalition and the royal army, you do your business, I sleep and I sleep, and the two sides are safe; By the time the fire on the outer battlements had burned, it was already dawn.

Dukaru looked at the north with a gloomy face, the tall and majestic Roman camp still stood in the field, well, it was still a lot smaller than the one last night, it should be a small village built in the big village, these damn Romans! The Roman soldiers on the battlefield were cleaning the battlefield as if no one was around, not at all worried that their side would suddenly kill them, which was simply laughing at their own incompetence.

But that seems to be the case; Not to mention the other tribes with heavy casualties, even the Babataean warriors who still had their own strength, their morale was not very good; Now it's not a war, it's not a retreat, Dukaru is very hot.

No, you can't just give up.

Estimating the distance between the two sides, especially the distance between the Roman soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield and the Celtic camp, Ducaru sat down on the large chair, motioned for his eight guards to lift up, and strode neatly towards the battlefield; Seeing this, Babata's warriors hurriedly took up their weapons and tried to follow, but they were all stopped by Dukaru.

Eight guards carried Dukaru and headed straight for the battlefield, quickly attracting the attention of both sides.

The morale of the Celtic coalition is rising little by little, and it seems that every time the eight guards take a step forward, everyone's morale can rise by a point; The leader of Dukaru is 60 years old, and he is still fearless, is he not as brave as an old man?

There was silence in the Celtic camp, and all the warriors straightened up and looked at the backs of Dukaru and the others in admiration.

Wang Jun threw away the uneaten roast horse meat, grabbed the longbow, and jumped onto the inner battlements in a few steps; The soldiers nearby looked envious, and the commander's skills were "inhuman".

Looking at the figures approaching the battlefield in the distance, Wang Jun pursed his lips; Whatever you want to do, this commander is not interested, so it's time to use you to test your upgraded skills.

He took out a flying arrow equipped with a whistle, tied the string, opened the bow, and released the arrow, and the whole action was done in one go, and a sharp whistling sound pierced the early morning sky.

At the end of the second battle last night, Wang Jun found that his long-range combat skills had been upgraded from rough to proficient, and he was excited and wanted to test the effect, but in the third battle, the two sides couldn't fight at all.

Dukalu's original plan was to pretend to be a B in front of tens of thousands of people.

A few people ran to the edge of the battlefield, which seemed dangerous, but it was not.

Just a few people, carrying one, looked like they were going to negotiate, and they would definitely not make the Romans feel dangerous and rebound, and naturally would not provoke an attack; Besides, as long as a safe distance is maintained, the eight guards carry themselves and run back, and the Roman soldiers who are cleaning the battlefield may not be able to catch up, not to mention that the Celtic warriors who are a hundred meters away behind them are not pigs, won't they rush over to protect themselves?

After all the calculations, Dukaru was sure that he wasn't actually in any danger.

Walking to the edge of the battlefield and loudly issuing a battle report to the Romans for a decisive battle in the field will definitely raise the morale of the Celtic coalition again;

And the Romans who cleaned up the battlefield would surely repay their leaders when they heard their war letters; Next, if the Romans did not dare to go out of the camp for a decisive battle, their morale would inevitably drop; If you are really stupid enough to come out to fight, it will be considered a windfall.

Even the wise can make mistakes.

Dukaru didn't expect that his opponent not only didn't take him seriously, but also played his cards according to common sense.

Because the warriors on both sides were quiet, almost everyone heard the sudden shrill roar in the Roman camp; No matter how fast Wang Jun's flying arrows were, after all, he couldn't be faster than his voice now; Everyone involuntarily looked up with the sharp whistling, and some people with good eyesight were lucky to see a faint shadow.

The Celts didn't understand, what did the Romans in the camp want to do? Archery, what can you shoot so far? Not to mention the warriors standing in the makeshift camp, even the Dukaru and a few of them who were walking forward, and they were still about 500 meters away from the Roman camp.

Could it be that the Romans signaled an attempt to attack the Dukaru chieftain?

But their soldiers didn't make any moves, huh?

Perhaps, they are full of food and want to scare their own people?

The rough short bows of the Celts could only reach an average range of more than 80 meters, and the best short bows among them were only a hundred meters; Empirical thinking, nature dominates their thinking.

The Roman soldiers also did not understand, especially those who saw that the archer was the commander; What does this mean? Scare the enemy? Because the infantry archers now have the greatest range, using flying arrows, only reaching 360 meters, and shooting so far that even its owner does not know where this arrow is flying, let alone any lethality; The whole army knew that in the Fourth Army Corps, 200 meters, only 10 excellent shooters could shoot at humanoid targets, and no matter how far it went, no one had seen it.

The soldiers knew that Wang Jun's archery level was very high, but they didn't see the results with their own eyes, but everyone thought that the great was on the same level as the 10 perverted foot archers.

However, the shrill whistling had been going on for a full ten seconds, and the faces of the foot archers had changed completely, they were insiders, and naturally knew what it meant; But others don't know, or don't have the interest to think about it.

More eyes returned to the bull-nosed Dukaru and his party.

Dukaru and his party continued to move forward at a steady pace; In order to put B in place, naturally it can't be destroyed by an arrow that can't threaten you.

If Dukaru knew Aunt Qian, he would know that there is such a famous saying: Don't pretend to be B if it's okay, pretend to be B and be struck by lightning!

Pity! Dukaru does not have this blessing.

However, after all, Dukaru is a man of the year who has not tasted defeat in Ireland, according to the starting aunt, that is**oss; Everything**oss, after all, there are some advantages.

The shrill whistle seemed to be getting louder and louder, and Dukaru felt that something was wrong, but his eyesight had greatly decreased, and he couldn't see anything, the sky was so blue, and there were a few white clouds dotted with it.

Out of sight, out of sight, Dukaru, who was alarmed, was very uneasy, and his pores shivered.

"Stop!" Dukaru shouted; The eight guards reacted quickly and took back the next step they were about to take, which shows that they have practiced carrying chairs in normal times.

The eight guards had barely stood their feet when the high-pitched shrieks came to an abrupt halt.

Dukaru looked at the arrow feather on his stomach that was still trembling slightly in disbelief, and was stunned for a few seconds, and then let out a terrible scream that shocked the audience.

"Ahh

The eight guards were scared to pee, this ...... How can it be?

The Celtic warriors who were a hundred meters later could not see what was ahead of them, and were about to rush over to see what was going on, but before they could take a step, they saw eight guards turn around and run back like mad dogs, carrying the Dukaru leader.

The Roman soldiers were so far away that even the light infantry who stayed at the southernmost part of the battlefield to collect arrows were still about 230 meters away from Dukaru's party, and it was impossible to see what was going on. But as soon as the shrill whistling in the sky died down, the guy sitting in the chair opposite let out a scream, and the light infantrymen with combat experience could guess what was happening as long as their heads were not in the water.

"Shot!"

"Shot!"

The three light infantrymen closer to the south led the way in cheering, followed by the light infantry further north...... The cheers were like a relay race, all the way back to the Roman camp, which had shrunk in a circle.

It's incredible, it's almost 500 meters!

Is this commander still human?

In the Celtic camp, there was a flurry of chickens and dogs.

When the onlookers of the Celtic warriors saw clearly that the Babataean leader Dukaru had an arrow feather stuck in his stomach, they fell silent; The other tribal leaders who came to watch all gasped, could it be that the gods abandoned the Celts?

Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the Roman camp in the distance.

There must be a devil hiding in the Romans' camp!

An arrow flew half a mile up and down and hit the Dukaru leader in the abdomen with precision, only the devil can do it!

Devil!

Absolute devil!