Chapter Twenty-Seven: Who Ambushed Whom?

Marching on the plains is much more convenient than marching in the mountains and forests, and there is no need to form a long snake formation that stretches for miles in a row of four.

The Roman army, under the instructions of the king's army, continued to advance towards the village less than a kilometer away, while quickly adjusting the marching column; The whole team soon formed two large phalanxes, one was an all-infantry phalanx, and the other was a mixed phalanx of horse and infantry.

The infantry phalanx at the front, the outer layers were all hoplites; Whether you were originally a soldier of the Fourth Legion or the Second Legion, the temporary surname must now be under the command of the Second Legion General Clark.

The crossbowmen and archers were all handed over to Alex, the deputy general who was transferred to the Fourth Legion, under the command of the crossbowmen outside and the archers on the inside; It was tightly surrounded by hoplites.

Villeris, deputy commander of the Ninth Army, stayed in the huge infantry phalanx with trumpeters and standard-bearers, and was responsible for unified dispatch.

The horse-foot mixed phalanx that fell behind, the east and west flanks were directly under the command of Ota cavalry corps, and the archer scouts sent continued to keep watch on the perimeter of the entire marching army.

At the north and south ends were the light infantry of the Fourth Army, which numbered little, with two battalions of 1,200 officers and men at each end;

The miscellaneous soldiers of the Fourth Legion, the bed crossbows of the Second Legion, the catapult troops, and the supplies of the accompanying army all stayed in the middle of the mixed phalanx.

As the commander, Wang Jun took dozens of agile guards and rode straight to the village in front; By this time, the cavalry scout squad had already left and continued to explore the way to the south; In the abandoned village of the Katuya tribe, there is not half a human figure, and the silence is unsettling.

Before entering the village, Wang Jun began to grin; This forest is really not small, with the Gemre Mountains as the center, covering a radius of 4 square kilometers, which can be regarded as a "small" forest; Not to mention hiding thousands of people, even tens of thousands of people are not a big problem.

The ambushers never imagined that their people were hiding properly, and the distance between the two sides was far enough, and there was a village in between, how could they be discovered by the Romans?

But you can't really blame the Celtic warriors, who have been very careful to lurk; If you want to blame, you can only blame the Wang Jun who rode a white horse all the way to the wind.

Wang Jun was dressed in high-grade armor, wearing a bright covered helmet, and a red tassel in the style of a cockscomb at the top of the helmet, the standard dress of a high-ranking Roman general, not to mention the strong and handsome white horse under his crotch; Compared with the unpretentious outfits of the guards behind him, Wang Jun definitely stands out from the crowd, so who else can Teward and his subordinates stare at if they don't stare at him?

Thanks to the blessing of the British follow-up purge war some time ago, Wang Jun's spiritual surname has already passed the level of three thousand, and the sensing distance to the direct threat to him has also exceeded three thousand meters; Because Wang Jun was mixed in the distant brigade before, although it was only about 1 kilometer, Teward and the others did not have the ability to find and target Wang Jun among tens of thousands of people, so Wang Jun could not perceive it.

Now it is different, as soon as he rushes into the ranks of the army, Wang Jun, who has a prominent appearance and a windy demeanor, immediately attracts the eyes of countless Celts; At the same time, Wang Jun immediately felt that the pores on his body were expanding, and a strong murderous intent rushed towards him from the woods behind the village in front of him

Sample!

Still coming to this set, do you really think that no one will find out if you hide in the woods?

Wang Jun grinned and pretended to ride a horse to look east and west in the abandoned village, but in fact, he was using his spiritual power to investigate the number of enemies in the woods; Judging by their size, there should be less than 5,000 Celtic warriors hiding inside.

"Commander, shall we go and have a look in the woods?" A senior Orion-turned-personal guard suggested to Wang Jun that he had a faint sense of danger in the woods with his superior crisis intuition.

"Huh? This guy is good! Promising. Wang Jun turned his head to look at this guard, a distance of several hundred meters, he could feel it intuitively, and it was really a waste not to be the leader of the scout.

"Commander, why don't I go and take a look?" Seeing that Wang Jun did not squeak, the guard named Torre asked tentatively.

"No need... Soldiers, we return to the brigade. Wang Jun glanced at Torre, whether he understood it or not, and gave the order aloud.

Dozens of men and horses trotted out of the village, and then quickly accelerated towards the oncoming army.

"Don't worry, rushing out now will only alarm the team behind." Teward whispered to reassure the Kelder warriors around him, lest the boys rush out now.

Teward himself wanted to raid the Roman general on a white horse; But these people use their legs, and the other party rides a horse, not to mention killing the other party, whether they can catch up is still a huge question mark. Besides, if you alarm the opponent's large army, don't think about this surprise attack.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of Celtic warriors, the dense mass of Roman soldiers lined up in an orderly procession and circled the west side of the village and continued to advance south; No one noticed that the Romans' mixed phalanx of cavalry and infantry were already at a distance.

“%―*…… ・#¥" Teward was depressed and greeted the Romans with a Celtic word.

The woods are on the east side of the village, and the road to the south is between the woods and the village; Why did the Romans have to march from the weedy place to the west of the village, when they had a ready-made road?

But it doesn't look like they have already discovered that there is an ambush, otherwise how could they march as usual with a big grin?

Teward's mind is a little messy, no matter how much, it's a big deal that the quality of this raid is discounted, originally he only had to run less than 100 meters, but now he runs so much... Alas, it was necessary to run a distance of more than 300 meters to reach the Romans, which was a bit too much.

If the Romans were allowed to proceed, they would have reached Belfast, the seat of their tribe, in the afternoon; Belfast basically has no defensive strength, and now it can't be fought without fighting, so let's attack openly!

Teward made up his mind and strode out of the woods first, towards the Roman army a few hundred meters away; Behind Terward, Celtic warriors stood up, clutched their weapons, and followed them out of the woods.

As soon as he saw that the enemy had obediently emerged from the woods as commanded by the king, Villeries immediately ordered the phalanx of the marching pines to halt their advance; The left flank of the infantry phalanx becomes the forward, the hoplites converge forward, the crossbowmen are in the middle, and the archers are behind, and the formation of the phalanx is quickly adjusted and retracted; General Clark shifted to the forward position and excitedly stared at the enemy opposite, while Adjutant Alex coordinated the crossbowmen and archers to wind up the whole team.

The mixed infantry phalanx, located to the north of the infantry phalanx, about 500 meters away, also stopped; The miscellaneous soldiers, the bed crossbows of the Second Legion, the catapult troops, and the accompanying supplies shrank into a dense small phalanx on the spot, and except for the miscellaneous soldiers of the Fourth Legion, who took out their bows and crossbows, the bed crossbows and catapults were not deployed; The cavalry, under the command of Horta, began to assemble at the southern edge of the phalanx; The light infantry moved to the southeast flanks of the small phalanx and formed a defensive formation.

Riding on the white horse, Wang Jun watched with satisfaction as his troops prepared for battle in a tense and orderly manner; On the east side of the infantry phalanx a few hundred meters away, thousands of Celts were approaching the infantry phalanx with great momentum.

Wang Jun said to Ota who leaned over: "Hehe, these Celts really don't know what it means to be afraid!" ”

"Commander, these are barbarians, they don't know how to cooperate in combat, but they are all very fat; In the early years I fought with their people in the Welsh region of Britain, almost all of them. Ota replied lightly, as long as these barbarians did not engage in obscene tactics such as night raids, Ota was full of confidence.

On the frontal battlefield, the Roman infantry phalanx remained motionless and defended in place; And Celtic continued to stride forward, getting closer and closer, and the distance between the forwards of the two sides was already less than 100 meters.

"Kill all the Romans!" Tward roared, and a Celtic man next to him immediately shot an arrow into the sky, a high-decibel scream that pierced into the sky.

The sound of the harp sounded in the Celtic camp, and the Celtic warriors began to trot, accelerate, and run wildly in the sound of the harp; Discord's howls and the rapid sound of harps mingled through the air, and Tward commanded his warriors, wielding weapons of all kinds, and slaughtered the Roman infantry phalanx on the opposite side like a tidal wave.

Unlike the average tribal leader, Twarder likes to charge at the front, and he controls his speed to make himself blend in with the tribe's warriors; At just 33 years old, Tward was able to become the leader of the largest tribe in the area, and his head was somewhat better than that of the average Celtic.

In a matter of seconds, the Celtic forward advanced to just over 50 meters from the hoplites lined up in the front row.

"Alex! Begin! Villeries shouted a shout that it was time to attack.

"Foot archers, salvo!" Alex waited for a long time, and as soon as he heard the order, he immediately commanded the attack.

"Buzz!" With the neat bowstring oscillating, 3,600 feather arrows roared obliquely into the blue sky, not to mention covering the sky, but also extraordinary.

The Celts had almost no armor, but they had invincible courage; Hardly anyone paused, and no one thought about whether or not to find something to block; The charging team did not change in the slightest, ignoring the arrows thrown by the opponent and continued to run wildly.

"Crossbowmen, salvo!" Alex continued to give orders without pause.

"Smack!" There was a sound of bows and crossbows firing, and 3600 crossbow arrows bit the tails of the feathered arrows in front of them, pointing diagonally at the sky and shooting out.

"The ignorant are fearless..."Clark, who was standing at the forefront of the hoplites, watched the Celts on the opposite side continue to charge without fear, and couldn't help but think of what the commander had taught everyone.

Even the meaning of hiding is wooden, bold enough! Bull nose!

That's 7,200 arrows!

Of course, Clark was only slightly surprised; Since the enemy is so, Clark doesn't mind adding some more fierce material to the other party.

"Javelin, throw in sections!" Clark immediately ordered the hoplites to launch their own long-range attack; Of course, compared to longbows and crossbows, the javelin can only be said to be a "medium-range attack".

The hoplites of the first platoon were in close formation, all of them bowed, their left hand firmly against the arched shield, the adjacent shield locked impermeable, and the right hand holding the heavy javelin, they were ready to smash the enemy in a few seconds to rush to the front of the formation; The heavily-armed soldiers in the back rows were in a neat but relatively loose formation, and they took turns throwing their javelins in rows.

The Second Army was still in its original formation, mainly hoplites, and with the addition of the four brigades of hoplites of the Fourth Army, Clark now had 6,600 hoplites at his disposal; In the first row, only one-fifth of the hoplites.

What does it look like to fly at high speed with thousands of javelins?

The devastated Celts had the most to say.

Teward maintained the speed of the charge, and he watched as a large gray shadow suddenly rose in the Roman position, and then a large gray shadow, and Teward's heart tightened, and then tightened; After that, a black cloud appeared in the low sky, and Teward's heart was cold, and he wanted to stop immediately, but his body couldn't help himself, and although his speed dropped sharply, he still rushed forward several steps.

It looks like a black cloud, what a huge number of arrows!

It is true that Teward has no experience in large battles, otherwise he would not have ventured into an attack; But he had heard the chief of Dukaru in Ebrana, in the south of Ireland, say that if there were enough archers, shooting in the same direction in unison, it would look like a black cloud from a distance! Dukaru was 60 years old, the wisest and most respected man in all of Ireland, and it is said that he fought many large-scale wars in Gaul, Britain and other places as a young man.

The Celts had bows and arrows, as well as javelins, and although the quality was not very good, they could still kill, but the number of equipment was not too much; Because of their size, the Celts preferred to use heavy weapons, such as two-handed swords, long-handled war hammers, one-handed axes, etc., which were the favorites of Celtic warriors.

Moreover, due to the general lack of organizational surnames among the Celts (at least for this period), they wanted a few thousand people to shoot arrows and throw javelins in unison?

It's unlikely! At least, Tward himself had not organized it, had never seen it, and would never see it again.

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