The captain of the Imperial Guard had no choice but to retreat. Then he stood in front of the camp gate and saw the sound of killing at the mountain pass above his head trembled the sky. A "fire dragon" rushed toward him from top to bottom with the momentum of wind and rain! First, several soldiers were frightened, and they shouted nervously, "The Romans flew down from the sky" as if they saw a ghost. One by one, they spread ten times, and screams and panic spread like an explosion, spreading throughout the camp. Everyone was scrambling to step on their horses and escape. For a moment, the sound in the camp was like a hundred temples collapsed at the same time.

The fire dragon was the more than 30 camp slaves, lined up in a row, holding Song Ming on the pickaxe. The effect was performed by Hebrida, bravely rushing forward, rushing down from the mountain pass, shouting the names of the god of war Mars and the goddess Minerva, and the names of the family gods (many names, please forgive Karabis, who cannot hear them all clearly). More than 100 soldiers from the Third Regiment, regardless of formation and fatigue, shouted and charged downward.

They quickly cut open the Luzhai in the Armenian camp, fenced, crossed the trench, and quickly rushed in, "Why are you so excited?" During the run, Karabis's hair was blown in a mess, and he shouted, dancing in his skirt, and rushing with a pickaxe, asking, it is hard to imagine that this person's identity is the princess of the Kingdom of Bendu, and more like a female barbarian.

"Karabis, I feel that the blood of my ancestors has awakened in my body. That's right, the blood of the Mitra family, brave, cunning, and fierce instincts, I may become the queen of Bendu in the future!" Adianna was already incoherent.

Next to the convoy in front of the Tegrenis camp, the Third Regiment and the Armenian Imperial Guards fought a great melee. The Imperial Guards were selected from the children of the nobles who settled in the Taurus Mountains. They wore bracelets made of fine steel, white tassels symbolizing pride and honor on their helmets, and round shields and sharp spears in their hands. But these "superiors" were no longer able to do in front of the veterans of the Third Regiment. They were stabbed, slashed, stabbed, and stabbed in the melee. After a short while, many corpses were thrown down. They all ignored the face of the nobles, and could not see them in the dark night. They fled and gave up their Majesty's camp.

The soldiers and even the slaves could not contain their excitement and joy. They stood at the mouth of Daying, and cut down and killed the chiefs who were drunk and panicked out of the way. Many people began to search for treasures on the chariots and corpses, digging and prying them, and were very busy. Hebrida was so angry that he cursed, "If you have never seen the world, follow me to kill into this camp, the good things there are piles of mountains."

Taking advantage of this gap, some Armenian samurai who reacted were found that the number of Romans was actually very small, so they were preparing to surround them. It should be said that even though these samurai were very few, it was an absolute advantage for the Third Regiment.

At this time, the huge chaos in the Armenian military camp caused uneasiness in the Roman positions. Many centurions felt it was extremely strange because none of them received the order to attack at night in advance. So who were these Armenians fighting with? The closest to the camp was the First Battalion of the Eleventh Army. Their chief centurion found the military civilian guardian Apis in full costume and asked him what he should do about this situation.

Apis glanced at the chief centurion and said, "Looking at your outfit and dress, you shouldn't ask me about this kind of thing, right?"

The chief centurion understood it and saluted, saying, "Your Excellency, maybe a brother team has entered. You, for the sake of the brother team, I am determined to give up the night camp and attack directly!"

The young military civilian guard nodded, and suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves and shouting to kill him next to his position. It was a Roman cavalry. Under the leadership of a slender and handsome officer, he had already rushed into the Armenian camp. The chief centurion of the 11th Legion shouted: "No, it's Lukulas's brother-in-law, Claudi, the cavalry captain! He can't let him seize the credit and spoils. Brothers, the 11th Legion is the best, follow me."

"God of War with Big Stage, God of War with Big Stage!" The most elite first brigade, full of veterans with more than ten years of military service, heard the words of the centurion, sang and encouraged each other, and rushed out of the position one after another.

Taking this as an opportunity, all the Roman United and the Hundreds moved and launched a fierce attack on the Armenians without any plans. In the long-awaited Murila detachment on the top of the mountain, he discovered Utaris and learned the real situation on the battlefield. Murila felt helpless that he was also "scheduled" by the bastard Hebrida, so he had to take the entire detachment down the mountain.

Then a strange scene appeared on the battlefield: the Third Regiment of Hebrida surrounded the large tent of Tegranis; and outside, the Armenian imperial guards surrounded the Third Regiment without leaking; looking at the entire outside, the three-winged troops of Rome launched a fierce siege on the Armenian army guarding the camp.

The whole situation is like a burning pit, flesh and skin.

"Low your head, lower your head!" Karabis shouted. Their camp slaves had only pickaxes, axes and other things in their hands. In the cold arrows fired by the Armenians from all sides, they hugged and followed the wing soldiers carefully, looking for cover in various battle workshops, and constantly approached the big tent. The door of the tent was filled with dead bodies, and fire was burning everywhere.

There were crowds of people outside the camp. The Armenians did not understand what the situation was. Most of them just hang strings from afar.

"I want to obtain my own spoils!" This was Adiana's cry. She broke free from Karabis' pull and rushed out. "Damn it." Karabis was about to pull her back, but three or four arrows fell down in the gap between him and her. Karabis was so scared that she shrank back, took a shield from another famous camp slave, and ran out again.

"Hey, you are the princess. When did you change this kind of character setting without authorization?" Karabis, holding a shield, shouted while chasing. Then Adiana shouted "Be careful" and turned her head back and threw Karabis down. Karabis felt that her chest was full of warm fragrance, and then a huge rumbling sound rolled over in front of her feet. It was a light chariot with sharp spears stretched out from the outside and rushed in from outside. The rapidly turning axle made a sharp rumbling sound. The soldiers of the Third Regiment threw javelins at it from all directions, but were all skillful drivers. In fact, it was the Prince of Armenia, Little Tegray, who was actually the Armenian prince, cleverly avoided, like a clever stag.
Chapter completed!