"If you have children, you will understand the strong love for them." - A woman from Medieval Florence

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"Are you still playing for Marca?" asked Karabis when his eyes moved to the Buddha-style shield hanging diagonally on the other party's saddle.

The other party stood up on the saddle, nodded, then took off his armor, red hair with wavy curly hair, antelope-like eyes, fair face, and an ambiguous expression, "I heard that a Roman legion was heading towards Gersonnez, so I was about to tell them the location of the people's baggage, but I didn't expect that it was you, you, you, who led the team."

Then, the queen of Amazon, Helen Putina, put her fingers at her mouth and made a turtle dove-like sound. Behind her, the tall "Storm Ella" also walked out of the dark woods on a horse, carrying a string of shot puts ready to throw. El Capa gently slid down from the canopy with a bow and arrow on her back, like a bird that washed away light feathers.

After a while, Helen Putina spoke. She turned her horse's head and said, "I know the specific location of Bendu's baggage. Come with us."

When the Queen walked in front, Karabis couldn't help but admire her mount. Its light and fine steps were not affected by the roots and branches at all. It was completely different from these horses in Rome. These horses only like to take rough steps and are often tripped. They need to be pulled by riders continuously to get back on track.

Finally, Karabis could see the baggage camp of the Bendu cavalry under the hills through the branches - indeed there were many mules, horses, donkeys, and double-wheeled baggage carts. Some of the Scythians who might be scouting roles, wearing animal skins, wandered around. The people and the coachman surrounded the baggage carts and sat in piles there to cook fire.

"They will continue to move forward tomorrow, but look at the battalion officer." Arminius pointed at somewhere with his hand. There were several Bendu cavalrymen carrying trumpets and flags. Obviously, it was a dangerous forecast. It seemed that Tucker Schiller had a thoughtful arrangement, and the main force of the brigade must not be too far away from this.

Karabis stared for a while, looked at Helenputina next to him, and the other party understood and nodded.

All of their men were waiting in this hill until dawn the next day. From time to time, a team of Bendu cavalry ran in. After a short rest, they rushed to the battlefield again. Karabis looked back and saw that his cavalry were holding their horses down. Some took out barley and let the horses eat softly. After that, they brought them with them. The infantry coughed in a low voice and kept fiddling with the branches and leaves on their helmets. Karabis finally felt that he could not wait any longer, so he waved his hand, and the flag-holder slowly raised the team flag and quietly put it down.

Using this signal, El Capa carried a bow and arrow and climbed up a tall tree canopy, swaying with her golden braids, while Ella was close to the queen and drew out her sword. Just as everyone was waiting for the trumpet of the assault, Karabis suddenly asked: "Where is my child?"

"Fosure in the city of Pontikabien." The queen, who was concentrating and breathing before the war, was suddenly "surprisingly attacked" by Karabis and blurted out. Then the two looked at each other. When the queen saw it, Karabis laughed.

"It's a daughter, Karabis, you have a daughter." Ella couldn't help but whispered.

"Stop talking!" The queen pointed to the edge of the hillside. There were two military slaves in Bendu, holding a brazier for sacrifices, talking and laughing, and walking towards the hillside where they were lurking. Karabis looked at him a little confused, as if he had seen himself and Porti three years ago.

With a sharp trumpet and a restless chirping, the flock of frightened birds in the woods flapped their wings and flew out. The two military slaves raised their heads and watched the birds fly away in surprise. Then the woman came back to her senses and covered her mouth in panic. She saw that a group of people suddenly walked out of the woods, holding the shining weapons of cold waves, with a fierce and evil face covering the strange branches and leaves, just like an evil ghost walking out of hell.

Before the pair of military slaves could shout, they were stabbed to death by the vanguard in front. Their bodies were lying horizontally in the grass, and the soldiers behind them stepped over one by one. When Karabis walked over, he looked down and the offerings were spread all over the floor. The female slave's face was horizontally on top, her eyes were wide open, and her hands were tightly holding the male slave's corpse's arms hanging down...

The Roman surprise attack team lined up in a fan-shaped rapidly downhill, silently splitting the wooden fence and rushing into the Bendu people's baggage camp. They stabbed people when they saw people. When they followed, they raised their hands to burn the baggage carts. The mules and horses in the camp instinctively shouted and escaped. The Bendu cavalry on the other side of the wooden fence saw the scene of the Romans attacking. A man in charge of the military horn hurriedly raised the military horn to his mouth, bulged his cheeks, prepared to summon everyone to fight, and warn the team in the distance.

A deadly arrow flew from the canopy of the tree in front of the hills. The arrow clusters made precise spiral movements in the air, penetrating the throat of the trumpeter. His body suddenly thrust upwards. The trumpet made a dull and weird sound, and then fell down.

The two riders next to them were about to step onto the saddle, and were also taken by the arrows of death neighing. The flag of the entire camp fell to the ground and could no longer be raised. Many hired Scythians jumped on the horse in panic, discarded the task of guarding the baggage, and ran wildly along the passage between the hills and cliffs, running wildly outside the pocket killing formation.

But in the fire, the Roman cavalry who came downhill from the woods also stepped on their horses one side, unsheathed the Celtic sword, shouting the battle trumpet, and the horse's hooves rolled up the white and yellow soil after the snow, and they all looked like arrows away from the strings, shaving the sword horizontally, and slashed the coachman and guards who were running on the road. Karabis pulled an officer who had been entrusted with food from the car. Then the two soldiers held each other and stabbed the sword into the officer's back, "Burn it all, don't pick up spoils, just take away a large sum of money, Governor Marca will reward us!" Karabis jumped into the car, "Don't kill mules and horses, cut off all their traps."

Some veterans picked up the leather, saddles, and bags that were thrown all over the floor. These were originally for the use of Bendu cavalry, but were now placed on the backs of captured mules and horses, and rode up as they made do. The entire camp was swallowed by fire, and the food and treasures were either burned or robbed. On the side corners of the hill, Ella and Helenputina, who were watching the battle, looked at the scene of the victory of Karabis's surprise attack, Ella shouted: "This guy has become stronger."
Chapter completed!