In Rome in the first century, the bow and arrow were indeed an abandoned weapon. It's not that it's not really unused, it's just rare.

Don't look at the appearance rate of bows and arrows in costume dramas is so high, but in ancient Roman times, soldiers almost always had a shield, although the bow and arrow had a long range, but the strength was far from penetrating the copper shield.

In addition, the Romans themselves made good use of tortoiseshell formations, and as soon as the rain of arrows came, everyone gathered together to stack a shield array, which was as weak and ridiculous as a pistol shooting a tank, and smashed down with thousands of bows and arrows made of oak forests, at most shot a few recruits who could not react, and they would lose to death, and they would not be smashed like this if they had money!

And the javelin is different. Although the javelin can only be thrown at short distances, its weight and throwing momentum give it the potential to penetrate copper shields. The so-called three arrows are not as good as one knife, three knives are not as good as one shot, and the heavy and sharp javelin is at least six times more lethal than the bow and arrow! In this era of underdeveloped medical technology, the gods can't save the gods from being pierced through the body parts by javelins!

Everything on the battlefield is survival of the fittest, and after tasting the sweetness, the ancient weapon of the bow and arrow was naturally replaced by the javelin.

These Roman soldiers also suffered from their inherent thinking, and they thought that even if the enemy stole chickens at night, whether it was throwing javelins at them or rushing to attack, they should at least be within their line of sight, and as long as they found it, they could resist and guard against it.

But I never expected that the combined army picked up the bow and arrow today, and the arrow was dipped in oil and fire, and thousands of bows and arrows fell in the camp, igniting the tent and the stored oil in an instant, and the barracks were in chaos, and the crackling fire and people's screams could be heard everywhere, which was very infiltrating.

Liu Yuan was very lucky, he found a shield next to him when he just came out of the tent, he half-knelt on the ground, shrunk his body tightly under the shield, a rain of arrows fell, and there was a dense muffled sound from the shield.

When the sound stopped sounding, Liu Yuan stood up tentatively, the outside of the shield in his hand was already densely covered with black arrow feathers, and the oil-stained arrows almost made the shield burn.

After a rain of arrows, the enemy had nothing to hide, and the sound of killing in front of him burst out. The momentum is huge, and it makes people smell and change.

"Roman soldiers, assemble !!" A man wearing a cockscomb helmet who looked like a commander raised his short sword and roared, and a loud voice spread throughout the barracks, and the camp that was originally panicked by the night attack suddenly resounded with dense footsteps.

Including Liu Yuan, all the men who could move rushed behind the commander, consciously lined up, weapons in hand, and murderous.

"Listen, everybody!" The commander swung his short sword, turned sideways, and pointed at the enemy who was rushing towards them, "We are burdened with the trust of His Royal Highness the Emperor, we are the Frontier Army, and we are here to protect the territory of Rome!" Long live Rome for the sake of the emperor!! ”

"Ula !!" ”

Everyone raised their weapons and shouted in unison, and their morale soared into the sky, as if they were going to stab the sky!

There was no fear on everyone's faces, only a strong fighting spirit.

Four words, with only four words, can make the blood of thousands of great men boil, this is the cohesion of a great country, this is the pride of the Roman army!

Bright, elegant – and hard to beat!

They may not be as solemn and solemn as modern soldiers, but each of them loves their country and the glorious Rome from the bottom of their hearts!

Whoever invades my Romans, kill!

Whoever insults my emperor, kill!

Whoever hurts my brother, kill!

God bless Rome, long live the Empire!!

Liu Yuan, who saw the roar of thousands of soldiers for the first time, couldn't help but burn, drew his sword and rushed forward with the large army.

Soon, the two armies came together.

People in this era generally did not like to eat offal and vegetables, the body lacked heavy metal elements, night blindness was very serious, and no torch lighting was almost blind, so when the two armies faced each other, the vanguard who rushed to the forefront was the vanguard with a torch in one hand and a shield in the other. When they approach the battlefield, they will throw torches to the ground as lighting before drawing their daggers and charging.

Soon, the two armies collided together, and the Roman soldiers, who did not have a neat and beautiful shield formation like the Spartans, were quickly broken through the first line of defense, but at the same time, there were also many people on this side who invaded the enemy's formation.

Liu Yuan wasn't as brave as those soldiers, and it wasn't until the battlefield began to spread and left open space that he really had a chance to kill.

Yes, killing. Unlike the Combine soldiers who have poor eyes at night, Liu Yuan doesn't have this problem, plus there is the magic trick that Olga Marie taught him to enhance his physical performance, which makes Liu Yuan not to mention that he can see in the dark as much as during the day, at least he can distinguish which is friendly and which is the enemy, and can see the opponent's attack trajectory clearly.

In the night environment, this is already a great advantage, with this hand and vision and weapons beyond the times, Liu Yuan almost in the blink of an eye to cut down three or four people, everyone is killed with one blow, can use one sword will never use two swords, Liu Yuan's killing skills have obviously become proficient.

Unlike the beginning of the time, Liu Yuan has no resistance to killing people now. It's not that he likes the feeling of killing, but more of an inertia.

We all know that once something has been done, there is no way to turn back, for many reasons, such as social prejudice or lack of self-control. Examples of a better understanding are crime and thugs, one that will leave a lifelong stain on one's resume, and the other that will ruin a healthy youth who is addicted.

It's the same with murder. Once you have human life in your hands and kill too much, you will naturally not care about the enemy's life. It's like killing chickens, ducks and geese, although there is a slight resistance, but it will still be done when necessary, and it will be decisive, and it will never kill someone like a frozen eel male protagonist possessed by the Virgin and hesitate for a long time.

Although this kind of behavior does not conform to modern morality, as long as Liu Yuan still knows who should be killed and who should not be killed, then he will not become a murderer.

As for whether there is a last resort behind the enemy in front of him, whether there are children and mothers to raise at home, this is not a problem that Liu Yuan needs to consider.

In his opinion, since they took the sword to the battlefield, it means that they are ready to kill and be killed, and dying on the battlefield is a man's long-cherished wish, it is good to be alive, and there is nothing to say when he is dead.

If they are forced to be helpless, then they can only be regarded as unlucky, at least dying on Liu Yuan's sword will not leave too much pain, and if the sword goes down, it will be neat and neat, and there will be no pain and torture.