Just because he shot such an arrow, he was invariably classified as "inhuman" by both the enemy and us, and Wang Jun said that he was very innocent.

In fact, Wang Jun himself was very unhappy about that arrow.

Since the long-range combat skill was upgraded to the proficient level, Wang Jun's first "mastery-level maiden shot" also used the spiritual perception ability to cooperate, and actually ended up with a result that was only at the level of the rough level... It went to the throat and inserted it into the abdomen, which is too devastating!

You know, Wang Jun, who had eaten the roast horse meat at that time, was expecting an ultra-long-range arrow to seal his throat, but Dukaru stopped in the last few tenths of a second, and the arrow was stuck in the belly.

Wang Jun knew that the guy on the other side should be a leader, otherwise he wouldn't be so promising; But he still underestimated the other party's level, and this arrow directly seriously injured Ireland's most **oss.

And Wang Jun did not expect that this arrow, which he was extremely unhappy with, would be recorded in the annals of Roman history and eventually spread throughout the world.

More than 1,700 years later, in the classroom of a military academy in a certain country and a certain city, a teacher with silver hair and a military uniform was spitting and giving a lecture to the students.

"In the early morning of September 16, 183 A.D., the legendary commander of the Ninth Army of the ancient Roman Empire, Wang Jun-Os, shot Dukaru, the leader of the Irish resistance, with only one arrow with his personal special longbow, from a distance of 490 meters; For thousands of years, countless people have been singing about this incredible arrow, known as the amazing arrow in history, also known as the arrow of the end. ”

"Teacher, I have a question?"

"Well, it's good to have problems; You ask! "The teacher is very happy, there are not many students like this.

"Now our army has just begun to popularize the new rifle, the effective range is only 400 meters, and most soldiers can only guarantee the first hit within 200 meters; And in 183 AD, Wang Jun was able to use his longbow to hit the enemy from a distance of 490 meters, so ...... Aren't we people going back and forth as we live? ”

“… Bastard... Get lost! ”

What will happen in a thousand years, Wang Jun does not have the ability to know, and he will not want to know.

The perspective returns to the battlefield of Belfast.

The morale of the Roman army was high, not only did everyone eat roast horse meat until they vomited, but also the commander performed archery, which was really good.

The Celtic coalition was out of service, and Dukaru was old, and although he was only wounded in the abdomen, he couldn't bear it; With Dukaru half-dead and half-alive, the so-called coalition forces are in shambles.

Looking at the noisy enemy in the distance, Wang Jun considered whether to wave his army to attack, the balance of strength between the enemy and us was no longer so great, and the current fighter plane seemed to be not bad.

"Hidden Mission: The Great Roman Empire's Western Crusade; This is triggered by the host's drastic changes in the historical course of the plot world. ”

Once again, without warning, the voice was no longer the sweet island flavor, but a clear-articulated, rhythmic and pleasant voice.

"Well, I already knew that; Can you get something fresh? Knowing that the plug-in needed to repair the "crippled body" by absorbing his own spiritual power, Wang Jun had no fear, and his natural attitude began to rise.

Ignoring Wang Jun, the plug-in continued to talk to himself.

"This is a special hidden mission, and the reward for completing the mission: the eagle emblem of the Roman legion."

"If the host is unable to complete the task, the host will die an unnatural death."

"The current mission progress is 78%."

"Hehe, Miss Plug-in, your voice is much better this time; Well, what are you talking about? 78%！ Did I hear me right? Wang Jun teased the plug-in a little, but his attention was quickly attracted by the surge in task progress data, which was definitely good news.

"Host, it's rare for you to say a good word...... I'm simulating the voice of a CCTV female announcer, right? Not long ago, because of imitating the voice of an island country's "action actress", the plug-in was ridiculed by Wang Jun when he started a scolding war with Wang Jun; Although the plug-in won the scolding war again, it did take a hit.

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you more hints, as long as the resistance forces on Irish soil no longer have a formed army of more than 1,000 people, your westward expedition will be completed."

"Haha! Plug-in little sister, I love you to death! Seeing that his wish was about to come true, Wang Jun was unabashed and overjoyed.

"......" Wang Jun didn't know, just after he said such a sentence, in the white space that Wang Jun had been to, human beings could not see or touch, but the real spiritual force field was fluctuating violently, and it took a long time to regain calm.

Since it is necessary to make the resistance forces on Irish soil no longer appear with an army of more than 1,000 men, then...

Standing on the high inner battlements, Wang Jun's eyes seemed to glow green, staring directly at the Celtic coalition army of more than 30,000 people in the distance.

Outside the tent of Dukaru, the leader of the Babataean tribe, the leaders of the remnants of the night battle and the acting leader of the Babataean tribe are discussing the withdrawal of troops.

The acting leader of the Babataean tribe made a suggestion that all the tribal warriors return to the southern city of Ebrana with the Babataean warriors, so that the Romans would not be defeated by each of them if their forces were scattered.

Actually, this is a good suggestion, but most tribal leaders disagree; They all wanted to return to their tribes, fearing that their under-armed tribes would not be able to defend themselves against the Roman invasion; Only a handful of tribal leaders agreed with this suggestion, but they demanded that their tribe be relocated to the city of Ebrana as a whole to ensure safety.

After all, the acting leader of the Babataean tribe is not as prestigious as Dukaru, and there is also a big gap between him and Dukaru in intelligence, and these factors combine to make this meeting a lot of noise, and it seems that it is about to end hastily.

"Whew!" A long trumpet sounded into the sky, and the southern gate of the Roman camp was fully opened.

Wang Jun rode a white horse, a red-tasseled helmet, wore a ring armor, a blood-red linen jacket inside, held the reins in his right hand, and carried a bow in his left hand, and rode out of the south gate with broken steps; Behind him, rows of Roman soldiers streamed out of the camp, moving neatly and swiftly.

Deputy Commander Villeries stayed in the camp with heavy ranged troops, auxiliaries and miscellaneous soldiers, and the rest of the troops all attacked with the royal army, which did not want the Celtic coalition of 30,000 men to run away like this; In case these tribal coalition forces were divided into dozens of thousand-strong teams to play lurking and fighting guerrilla warfare between the vast grasslands and coastal highlands, it would be unknown that it would take the Year of the Monkey to complete the mission.

The meeting of the Celtic coalition was interrupted, and a group of bigwigs hurried to the north of the camp to check the situation.

What? The Romans actually abandoned the camp of the turtle shell plate and wanted to fight us in the field?

Now in this situation, there is one more question in front of these tribal leaders, fighting? Or not to fight?

As soon as everyone remembered the unpredictable arrow ten minutes ago, their scalps suddenly went numb, what to fight, let's get on the horse and leave!

As for how to proceed, although the meeting did not lead to anything, the leaders of the tribes had a certain number in their hearts; They greeted each other, and everyone didn't mention the meeting, and ran to the place where the warriors of their respective tribes gathered.

To the north of the Celtic coalition camp, the Roman army discharged a huge attacking phalanx and rapidly advanced south; The distance between the two sides is about 600 meters, which can be done in 10 minutes, and the Roman army, with infantry archers and crossbowmen, can cover the Celtic coalition positions with a rain of arrows in 6 minutes.

Speaking of positions, this is definitely lifting the Celts, in fact, except for a small number of tents, a large number of campfires and mooring stakes, the Celts did nothing, absolutely did not destroy the natural appearance of the field. In addition to the well-known hoplite legions, the Roman Empire, which was at its peak in history, also had a strategic and tactical ability that was easily overlooked, but very important, that is, the ability to quickly and high-quality camp.

The Celts had poor discipline and inefficient execution; It was only two minutes before most of the Celtic warriors walked towards their horses; The tribal leaders who had been on their horses early were a little upset, and they wondered if the Romans would give themselves such an arrow, and they shouted to remind the warriors to speed up; For the Celts, it doesn't matter if they don't have cavalry, it doesn't matter if they don't have stirrups, they can straddle horses and run, anyway, the Celts don't lack horses.

The earth trembled, and the cry was like thunder.

Those who had already mounted and those who had not yet mounted looked at the southwest of the camp in amazement, a large group of cavalry appeared in the field a kilometer away, and the eagle banner characteristic of the Roman army fluttered in the front of the cavalry ranks; Roman! The Celtic coalition was suddenly in disarray.

Otta led the cavalry corps, and when it was bright, he touched the southwest direction, but he kept it hidden. The orders given to him by Wang Jun were simple and direct, and he chose the opportunity to fight; After scouting and scouting, Ota confirmed that Wang Jun and they were safe for the time being, so he waited patiently for the fighter until now, and the time finally came.

The situation is now awkward for the Celtic coalition.

For the Roman cavalry was coming diagonally from the southwest, and the Roman infantry was approaching from the north;

To the north? He will face the Roman infantry phalanx head-on, while facing the Roman cavalry in the flanks and rear;

To the northwest, the Romans adjusted the direction of their advance a little, and they were faced with the enemy on both flanks;

To the northeast? The left flank would be covered by the bows and arrows of the Roman infantry phalanx, and behind the butt would be the Roman cavalry;

Due west? ……

Obviously, judging from the route of attack of the two Roman armies, the relatively reliable retreat route is due east and southeast, but ...... If they really ran in these two directions, as long as the Roman cavalry adjusted the direction of their advance to the east, the Celtic coalition would have to choose to retreat to the peninsula east of Belfast, which was a long and narrow peninsula! As long as there is a mouth, these tens of thousands of people will be blocked on the peninsula.

As a multi-tribal joint army, one of the most terrible things is that there is no unified command; Obviously, the Celtic coalition has this problem right now.

The strength of the Babataean tribe still exists, with 20,000 warriors at the time of departure, and now there are more than 15,000 soldiers, and they are under the command of the acting chief, and they immediately choose to retreat due south, because due south is their stronghold of Ebrana, and second, because the Babataean tribal camp runs through the north and south, and there are other tribes to the east and west.

It stands to reason that the choice of the Babataean tribe is still remarkable, choosing the direction of the base camp due south, the warriors are familiar with it and have more motivation to run, and the Roman infantry don't want to catch up at all; And the cavalry of the Romans, with so many tribes in the west as a buffer to attract Roman cavalry, should not have much influence on themselves.

There is only one problem with the implementation of the Babataean tribe's choice, and that is to ignore the choices of other tribes.

In a chaotic coalition of forces, the warriors of each tribe followed behind their own tribal leaders and galloped, and the tribal leaders of different intelligence levels naturally chose different directions for retreat, and tragedy arose.

One tribe after another collided with each other, and the warriors were scattered, you have me, I have you; Without a unified organization, no common direction, and no strict discipline, the soldiers rode their horses and galloped into the camp without three nos, and the result was that the simple camp of the coalition army was full of people on their backs.

The biggest victims of the chaos are the Babataean tribe, who let their camp cross the north and south?

Fortunately, the relationship between the Celtic tribes during this period was friendly, peaceful, and mutually helpful, otherwise they would have begun to fight each other.

What is the most important point about cavalry?

Velocity!

The speed of the cavalry is not comparable to that of the infantry, and for the cavalry corps directly under the command that begins to accelerate, it is a matter of more than a minute for one kilometer; And the Celtic coalition is now in chaos, and on the whole, they are almost stopped in place!

The half-dead Dukaru suddenly woke up at this moment; It seemed that his face was flushed, and the acting leader who was waiting on the side was overjoyed when he saw this. Looking at the chaos in the vicinity, Dukaru gave the last order of his life, an order that was used as a negative teaching material in later generations: dismount and fight!

"Dismount and fight!" Dozens of guards surrounding the carriage immediately shouted orders.

"Dismount and fight!" Ten to hundred, hundreds to thousands, thousands to thousands; The Celtic warriors in the distance, including the chiefs of the tribes, could not tell who had given the order; But this order suddenly made them feel that they had found the organization and the backbone, and they shouted in unison.

Since you can't leave, let's fight!

There was no formation to speak of, and the horses were driven away from the camp, and the Celtic warriors spontaneously converged into two groups, one facing north and the other facing southwest; Each warrior clenched their weapons and waited for the battle to begin.