All the soldiers of the legion, in the formation of a hundred men, shouted the Yamahara flag and Blood Spear cloak that followed the commander, stepped out of the main entrance of the camp with a bold move, and drove along the river bend of the Renus River toward the 120,000 Weaver people's car camp.

Or to put it bluntly, the twelfth Legion was a growing column, and in the most dangerous area, namely the middle of Dukes and the chariot camp, he was slowly moving forward. His crazy actions even made the enemy shocked. Almost all the little chiefs boarded the temporary tower of the chariot camp, pointed to the Romans' ranks with ignitions and talked loudly and argued. Even Aliovestus came to hear the news, looking at the scene in surprise, and trembled with anger, but he was also a little afraid that this was the Roman trap. "When the sun rises, if it is confirmed that there is no main force around the Romans, I will tell the fact that the troops on Dukes Mountain rushed down and chopped down and eaten all the column."

In the early morning, just as Aliovestus had just raised the flag to Mount Dukes opposite, Caesar's camp trumpet was shocking. Many Roman soldiers in the first row directly used tools to knock down the main gate and the wooden fence. The other five legions, with the Eleventh Legion as the reserve, were lined up, forming a wide front of twenty Stadias. From the front of the camp destroyed by their own people, there was no doubt about this pattern: Caesar's final battle day is today!

This was the day of the Romans' decisive battle. The initiative was in their hands and they were driving thunderbolt methods. In the days before, the Germans believed too much that the witch's divination was only passively and passively. At this moment, facing the rapid advance of the Romans, they were actually in a hurry. Alio Vistas hurriedly ordered several nobles to rectify the entire army and prepare to go out to fight with the Romans. He put on his armor and did not forget to go to the witch's camp and asked with confusion: "Dear spokesperson of God, now your words are full of contradictions and unknowability. I hate my own ruthlessness towards the will of God, but I still dare to ask for a ruling. That is, you said that the war before the new moon was not good for us, but now the sound of the trumpets and horse hooves of the Romans have echoed in front of our camp. How will the Renus River help me?"

"It's very simple. After the war, God will give you the answer, my king." The witch said mysteriously through the tent.

"Then let the war give me a clear answer. What mortals seek in the sea of ​​blood in the world are often the true meaning of one sentence." Alio Vistas wrapped in black iron, stepped on his black horse and galloped towards the decisive battlefield.

The battle started first at the foot of Dukes. When the King raised his flag, he saw the Sweet Weaver Cavalry, who was standing along the bare slope, and shouted death. He rushed towards the unprepared long column of the Twelve Legions - three thousand strong cavalrymen, with the same number of pedestrian attendants, and cooperated seamlessly without any confusion.

Sabo, under the Yamahara's flag, blew up his whistle, and the twelve legions with long snakes suddenly turned around and turned into extremely long horizontal lines. The Sewever cavalry, who were still raiding at this time, thought that the group of Romans at the foot of the mountain were crazy: this narrow and long queue without any depth would not be able to resist our first wave of assault.

The second whistle was the ten brigades of the Romans. Each brigade was immediately divided into four rows on each side of each seventy-five, quickly forming a hollow square formation, forming an interlaced formation of six in front and four in the back. Hulala three rows on each side, half kneeling in turn, and standing in turn, forming an airtight iron wall formation with shields and javelins. The Vibichinas, who followed four sides of each square formation, quickly dismounted, and teams pulled bows and arrows, and shot rows of pearl arrows at the rushing downward Weaver cavalry and attendants.

In advance, Li Bida and Sabo specifically told him not to aim the arrow at the cavalry, but to aim specifically at the huge horses facing him. Once the horse is shot dead and injured, the cavalry will be completely finished.

At the same moment when the arrow rain flew out, a small number of left-behind Weaver people on the top of the mountain ignited a huge fire and cut off the tied rope. The fire churned, and rumbling along the cavalry carrying the wind and rain, smashing towards the Roman formation.

In an instant, the flying arrows and fireworks suddenly rose up, screaming in front of the javelin wall, the bodies of the flying horses, and the legion soldiers who were knocked down and immediately fell backwards and rolled back. They were like rapid films under Dukes, which was terrifying.

In the fire, although many people fell in the hollow quadron of the 12th Legion fell, most of them were still closely connected, and they tried their best to push the heavy javelin's spearhead. The first line of the Weaver cavalry and the servants could not stop from the hillside, and they hit the wall of the spearhead with blood. The second or third line could not hold the rhythm. The wrapped horse hooves (the original Weaver cavalry hoped that the steep hillside would not hurt the love horse) fell down the friend who was not dead yet.

The army trampled on the brain and the organs were thrown everywhere. When they tried to detour to the two wings, they were shot by the cavalry and archers of the 12th Legion, and they were shot up and overturned and messed up. The walking servants following behind them were still crawling hard in the flames and corpses, picking up their weapons to fight with the Romans. However, the second and third waves of arrow rains came in a flash, and they were cut to the ground like wheat. This "Apollo plague" was simply terrible.

The sudden blow still failed to scare the subsequent erotic Weaver people. They knew that if they retreated, they would become completely targets for arrows. However, under the fierce rain of arrows, their war horses were shot very much, and they could not help but curse the Romans for not paying attention to martial morality's combat behavior, because only the most despicable warriors would attack the war horses under the knight's crotch. Therefore, these erotic Weaver people jumped off the horses out of their love for war horses. In order to charge lightly, most of these people did not wear chain mail, wearing animal skin cloaks and short spears, and stepped on the bodies of their companions' horses and attacked the mountain. As a result, they were killed by arrows because they were even more severe.

"Don't pay attention to the enemy's scolding. The affiliated cavalry wings are not allowed to stop shooting. Don't be afraid of your head and tail, shoot me hard, shoot randomly, and quickly shoot!" Li Bida, who was in the back line of the square formation, rode a white owl and shouted fiercely to the shameful Vibichinas. Beside Li Bida, the cavalry cannon has been removed.
Chapter completed!