What Quintus thinks, Qi Lin doesn't know, and he is not interested in knowing.

At this time, Qi Lin just quietly followed behind the large army, and watched through the gap between the shields as the swordsmen, spearmen, and foot archers in front of him took chaotic steps and rushed towards the opponent's fierce defense line.

Then it was still a distance of 100 meters.

After running at a speed of several hundred meters, when they were finally less than a hundred meters away from the Roman line, the archers, who had already run to the front of the line due to their light equipment, suddenly stood still.

In an instant, all the archers went from galloping to stationary, and although the formation was still loose, no one dared to underestimate them at this time.

"Raise your shield to defend! Raise the shield ......"

The roar instantly sounded in the Roman camp, and seeing the movements of the group of foot archers, the centurions instantly understood, and hurriedly raised their voices to warn the soldiers under them.

Faintly, Qi Lin seemed to hear the meaning of fear in his shout.

Before the voice could finish shouting a second time, the group of foot archers had already completed the action of opening their bows and arrows.

The next moment......

"Buzz!"

Thousands of strong bows tightened the bowstrings at the same time, and the humming in the air was even stronger than the last time, as if even the air trembled.

The arrows that rose into the sky were like dark clouds that could not penetrate even sunlight.

At this moment, Quintus finally understood why the previous thousand-man team led by Manius had been defeated.

Due to the size of the camp and the fact that Quintus was not on the periphery, the rain of arrows could not threaten him at all.

But even so, he still felt the aura of death brought by the rain of arrows.

The guards around them raised their shields nervously, even though they knew that these arrows would not come to them, but in the face of such a formation, no one could not help but be afraid.

Even the Quintus Escort, who were dozens of meters away, thought so, and the group of recruits at the front of the army formation within the range of the bow and arrow strike were even more fearful.

At this time, they had already given up the intention of laughing at each other, and just blindly obeyed the order of the centurion, raised the shield in their hands high above their heads, and squatted on the ground with the shields of others.

Now the only thing that can comfort their frightened hearts is the famous Roman tortoise shell array.

I hope this formation can really be as indestructible as a turtle shell as its name.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of a dense sound was like a downpour falling on the wooden roof, but the constant heaviness in the hands reminded the Roman soldiers at all times.

It wasn't raindrops, it was deadly arrows.

But fortunately, the wooden shield is still quite strong, and it is said that the power of the opponent's arrows is not as strong as imagined.

Despite the ferocity of arrows, they failed to penetrate the shield in their hands.

This relieved many Roman soldiers.

"As long as we get close to the opposing soldiers, their archers will stop firing, and then we can kill them! Now everyone is holding the shield in my hand, and no one is allowed to let go! ”

In the tortoise shell array, the centurion roared.

After seeing that the other party's arrow rain was not as terrifying as he imagined, he was also relieved in his heart.

Just wait until the opposing infantry gets closer, and the enemy's archers will be useless.

When the time comes, with this group of good guys under his command, he will definitely be able to beat the group of enemies and let them know the power of the Roman warriors.

The centurion thought to himself.

Not only did he think so, but almost all the centurions and Roman soldiers who were in the rain of arrows and under their shields were thinking so.

But they didn't know that Quintus, who was standing behind the front at this time, had an unusually ugly face.

The opposing infantry is still running...... The speed has not slowed down at all?

How did these people practice their bodies?

And looking at the other party's posture, it doesn't seem to be what he imagined, just a bait force used to lure himself into the city.

As the Imperial swordsmen and spearmen approached, Quintus could see the expressions on the faces of his soldiers even through the fleeting gaps in the rain of arrows.

But......

What kind of expression is this?

Aloof and ruthless, there is not the slightest panic in sight, not even who is panting with their mouths wide open.

Should such a team really exist in the world?

"The second line is ready to fight!" Quintus shouted at the top of his voice.

In the face of such an opponent, Quintus no longer had expectations for the group of young recruits in the first column, and directly and decisively gave orders to the middle-aged soldiers in the second column who had participated in many battles and survived.

But even so, Quintus is not very reassured.

"Herald ......"

I was about to call the herald and ask him to inform the soldiers of the attached legion to join the battle, but the scene in front of him forcibly stifled the note that Quintus spit out to his mouth.

"Bang! Boom! ”

The fierce crash continued to be remembered in the first line of defense, and the imperial swordsmen directly raised their shields and crashed into the horses that stopped the two armies, and then forcefully pushed them up and pushed them towards the young Roman soldiers who were still under the rain of arrows and had no idea of the outside world because of the shield defense.

But that's not what surprised Quintus.

What really surprised him was that the opposing infantry had re-entered their own lines, and the soldiers of both sides had begun to scuffle.

But the archers of the opposing side had no intention of stopping shooting.

The dense rain of arrows continued to fall towards the two sides in the melee.

But the screams on the battlefield came only from his own men, the Roman soldiers who had always been considered heroic and invincible by Quintus.

And the infantry on the other side, even though they were full of arrows from their own archers, were still unaware, just blindly looking at the sharp swords in their hands, until they were cut to pieces by the Roman soldiers who risked their lives to resist, and then completely stopped their crazy actions.

"This group ...... Lunatic! The muttered words came out of Quintus's mouth, but he was not in a daze until this time, looking at the first line of defense that was gradually torn by the opposing soldiers, Quintus immediately called the herald, and then shouted at the second column of middle-aged soldiers: "Charge!" ”

A moment later, behind the tent, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

The cavalry troops, which had been numbering nearly a thousand men, had been assembled, and when the soldiers of the second column charged the enemy, the cavalry also bypassed the camp, bypassed the soldiers on both sides in the melee, and rushed towards the thousands of enemy archers a hundred meters away.

Quintus knew very well that only the archers who succeeded in taking out the opposing opponent were ...... No, as long as they go around the other side so that the thousands of archers can no longer shoot arrows at the front line, then their own troops will have a chance to salvage the defeat.