Hannibal and a group of 100 Viking warriors, while evacuating along the main road, clamped the horse's belly between their legs, made a lower waist movement, and then shot backwards, which is very considered for riding and archery skills, but Hannibal found that among these 100 people, except for himself and the village chief with an elderly lumbar muscle strain (most of them are lustful guides), they can do it, and they don't want to shoot backwards with this lower waist, even if they stand on the ground and shoot, they may not be able to shoot.

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Another disguised Ottoman light cavalry pursued in rear, but was stabbed by an arrow from the front, falling off his horse and being trampled into pulp. They began to bend their bows angrily in response, but the air currents were a bonus to the arrows that Hannibal's men shot backwards, and a loss to the Ottoman hussars, who were generally out of reach of their arrows, Hannibal them.

The road was well groomed and suitable for horseback riding, but at this moment Hannibal was eager to get out of this place as quickly as possible, to the open field, and then like the loaches of the sea, and the house finches returning to the forest, no one wanted to catch up with them.

Hannibal suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, and his intuition was that there were not bad eyes in the woods staring at him.

Hannibal shook his head and looked at the position of the old village chief in front of him, which was less than a kilometer from the end of the forest, as long as he crossed somewhere、、、、、

Suddenly, there were shouts of killing in the groves on both sides. The voices came and went, and Leo, the old village chief who had been on the battlefield for a long time, trembled when he heard it, and there were at least nearly 3,000 people!

How did this happen, in order to encircle and suppress our 100 people, we actually used more than 30 times the number of troops.

The old village chief had a premonition in his heart that he would die in this foreign land.

Soon the first wave of hoplites wearing Ottoman red heavy armor and holding huge shields came out of the woods, and their first reaction was that at the end of the woods, the connection between the woods and the wilderness [ran, and quickly erected a temporary barrier composed of metal giant shields.

Soon, three sharp spears stabbed out from behind the giant shield at the same time, coldly stabbing into the abdomen of one of the Viking warriors at the front, and blood gushed out like a fountain of the wound cut by the blade, and one after another marked the dry sand, rendering a dark red on the withered yellow background、、、、、

The Viking warrior, with his fierce eyebrows and steel teeth clenched, let out a last terrible howl from his head to the sky, and threw his saber into the group of spearmen behind the Ottoman hoplites.

Wow!!

The Viking warrior threw his saber and plunged deep into the ground at the feet of a spearman, the hilt of his sword trembling heavily、、、、、、、、

"Ah、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、h

Seeing that the saber he threw with all his last strength missed, the Viking warrior finally sighed in disappointment, the fierce color in his eyes instantly dimmed, his head turned crooked, and the three spears shrank back like poisonous snakes, and the Viking warrior's body lost its support and fell to the ground, turning into a cold corpse、、、、、、

Under the protection of the Viking warriors, Leo, the centurion in the middle, had an indifferent expression, and at this moment he was very calm and understood what his situation was.

The sound of war drums and trumpets resounded in the sky again, and Ottoman troops sprang out of the woods and began to assemble, ready to encircle and annihilate the invaders, who had killed civilians, women and children. As the number of Ottoman soldiers rushing out of the woods increased, their encirclement was shrinking little by little.

Cyrus held the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and slowly walked out from the embrace of more than a dozen black widows, as far as his eyes could see, a trace of essence flashed in the tiger's eyes, especially when he saw the old village chief Leo wearing a silk lining surrounded by Viking warriors, and said to himself indifferently: "A centurion, I hope it can be worth such a hard work!"

More than 400 Ottoman hussars who came from behind were also around him, and his life was too valuable.

In front of the Ottoman army, a middle-aged general glanced at Cyrus, and after Cyrus bowed his head slightly, he slowly raised the heavy axe gun in his hand, and his eyes showed the fierceness of an eagle falcon, locking on to the group of barbarians gathered in front of him, tyranny and madness were stirring in his chest like a tide, and suddenly he swung his heavy axe and gun forward、、、、、、、

The 3,000 elite Ottoman infantry suddenly shouted like a sea of mountains and marched forward, frantically and mercilessly slamming into the ground, surging into a suffocating roar、、、、、

"Pay !!!!!"

The "brother-in-law" galloped at the front of the riding formation, roaring hoarsely in the sky, and almost spewing fire in his fierce eyes.

As he spoke, the longbow in his hand quickly made an extremely dangerous bend, and a metal arrow with an icy chill shot towards Cyrus, who was protected by the huge shield of the hoplites and a dozen "black widows" in the center of the formation.

This arrow was extremely fierce and sudden. But Cyrus was the first in line to the Ottoman Empire、、、、、

The arrow was quickly picked up by a "black widow" and thrown aside.

Cyrus grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist and quietly clenched his right hand.There was a faint green tendon emerging from the back of his hand, and a faint hint of playfulness bloomed at the corner of his mouth.It is worthy of being known as the strongest barbarian people in the wasteland、、、、、

Amid the heavy sound of stepping on the ground and the grinding of metal, the middle-aged general standing in front of the formation gave an order, and 3,000 elite Ottoman infantry responded with three shouts, holding huge shields and shouting trumpets as they walked.

The encirclement of the Viking warriors, who were already less than 100 people, was once again narrowed, but each Viking warrior had a grim and solemn expression

"Pay!!"

The "brother-in-law" roared again, and the longbow in his hand was raised high again, and the Viking warriors behind him sheathed their swords and skillfully drew their bows and arrows on horseback, except for Hannibal, who once again took out four daggers, like a circus clown who performs a throwing knife on a wheel.

This is the close distance, so each Viking warrior has three or four arrows mounted on the longbow in his hand、、、、、

The longbow in the "brother-in-law's" hand loosened again, and the Viking warriors behind him let go at the same time, and hundreds of sharp wolf's tooth arrows had swept into the air, and suddenly intertwined into a rain of locust-like arrows in the air, and they were overwhelmingly gathered over the heads of the Ottoman infantry phalanx、、、、、

"Raise 、、、、、、 shield!"

The middle-aged general gave an order, and the 1,000 Ottoman hoplites in the front row slammed the huge shield in their hands to the ground, forming an upright shield wall in an instant, and the hoplites in the middle of the formation raised the huge shield above the top.

"Instigation、、、、、、、、、、

Arrows rained down like a torrential stream of arrows on the huge shield, and in just a few moments, the walls of the Ottoman shield were filled with sharp arrows, like a hedgehog covered with spikes、、、、

"Boom 、、、、"

Amid the frenzied sound of horses' hooves, fifteen Viking warriors launched a suicide charge, and they were rapidly approaching 、、、、、

"Archers、、、、、 Shoot 、、、、、"

The spearmen in the second column of the infantry phalanx dodged, and hundreds of Ottoman archers, who had been cowering in the middle of the phalanx, hurried forward, drawing their bows and arrows under the cover of the pikemen、、、、、

Located in the Viking warrior riding array, the old village chief Leo flashed a cold color leisurely in his fierce eyes.The "old man" who had followed him on the battlefield for nearly x years under the reins of the horse stood up, and at the same time raised the saber in his hand: "All the Viking warriors, according to age, form a conical phalanx, the older in the front, the younger in the back!"

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This group of Ottoman infantry who suddenly came out of the slaughter was strong enough in combat and, more importantly, well-equipped! It is estimated that they have been staring at Hannibal and his party for a long time.

Fifteen Viking warriors launched a suicidal charge, buying time for their own compatriots to form a cone of cavalry behind them.

Fifteen Viking warriors have become a pile of rotten meat at the moment, although they are fearless, but they are only people, not gods, and all they can change is to earn a little limited time for their compatriots.

The eldest village chief, Leo, was at the front and tip of the awl-shaped phalanx, followed by a dozen Viking warriors about 45 years old, then about 35 years old, then about 25 years old, and finally Hannibal and a few seventeen or eighteen years old from the same village. To do so is to give the youngest the last glimmer of hope to live. This is again a hint of the wisdom of a barbarian.

The moment the fifteen Viking warriors who had launched a suicidal charge turned into rotten flesh, they did not hesitate to pounce again along their old route.

The Ottoman pikemen and hoplites armed with huge shields had to endure even harsher onslaught!

Although the pikemen were in the second row, they were basically killed by the cavalry, and the pikemen had the advantage of length, and could easily stab and poke the nomads on horseback、、、、、. Their chances of survival were not much higher than those of the hoplites at the forefront.