"There is no unsupervised business in the world except for documents" - Ancient Egyptian Proverb

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Dussenvier's expression was extremely confused because the words Anthony said to him were said in Greek, which was clearly Anthony's plan to take action first and then report, but after Anthony said this, he did not continue, but jumped off his horse and asked the soldiers to send the horses of the affiliated cavalry brigade to the ship first.

On the other side of the Nile River, Archilaus, with two or three hundred Holmahi soldiers, arranged square formations, holding flags, standing alone and sparsely on the empty land, the drizzle was still falling. When Kasio's fleet was docking, the sailors on the side of the ship shouted, shooting javelins and throwing stones to the shore. Accilaus, who was riding on the horse, kept falling down, and people continued to escape.

"What a humble formation, and what a proud king. Archilus, although he was destined to be a loser, I still admire him. Dussenvier, the commander-in-chief, gave me the military civilian guardian order in advance, and immediately launched an assault on the enemy's rear camp after he went down the shore!" The Roman cavalry led their horses from the ship one after another and began to make good formations under the instructions of the flag. Anthony looked back and continued to sail here, carrying the infantry brigade, and said nervously. In addition, he used standard Latin dialect, which Dussenvier and most of the Vibichinas cavalry could understand.

Since it was the instructions of the military civilian guardian, there was nothing to say. The command of the chief deputy general was at the corps level. The military civilian guardian was at the brigade level (but it was not fixed. Some were simply empty ranks). So at this moment, Anthony was the highest officer here, so Dussenvier raised the flag of King Numa toward all the soldiers, and then laid it flat. More than 800 cavalrymen shouted in unison, and the horse's hooves flew in the mud, holding javelins and chopping swords, completely ignoring the remaining Hormahis men who were deploying defenses on the front, and ran towards the other camp directly according to Anthony.

Achilaus looked at the Roman cavalry passing by like a shuttle, sighed on his back, then turned his horse's head and galloped towards the enemy's cavalry's target. The soldiers he left behind looked at each other for a while and then they really dispersed.

This is the end of the tragic Hormahi army. It almost never fought head-on with Libidaus's army and collapsed on its own. This is a legacy of the Ptolemaish royal family's military management method for a long time. The Imperial Guards were stationed in the Hormahi barracks for a long time and were treated well. However, the discipline was becoming increasingly corrupt, and most officers and soldiers did not like to practice at all. They were confident that in Egypt, there was basically nothing to do except to quell the low-intensity rebellion of the natives. Even when they arrived on the battlefield, they were confident that their exquisite armor and shiny weapons were enough to shock the enemy and help their side win.

But when they heard that Perusim was captured by a Roman pheasant army that emerged from somewhere, they immediately needed to join the real battlefield and fight with the Roman army, these Macedonian descendants actually completely forgot the proud blood of their ancestors. They began to fear. The officials began to find various reasons to avoid the war, and even secretly contacted Li Bida's restoration army. Beniniki and Achlaus lost control of the army. This was also the fundamental reason why the Egyptian female pharaoh asked her husband to stab him to death in despair.

When Achilaus came to the camp alone, he found hundreds of Roman cavalry dismounted. Except for a hundred-man team guarding the wooden gate with flags, probably to prevent friendly forces from robbing, the rest of them robbed his camp in a crazy manner. The most eye-catching thing was the "Pharaoh Golden Chariot" placed in front of the commander's camp. More than a dozen Romans used short swords to slash and poke them to seize gems and gold nuggets. Achilaus roared angrily, raised his sword and stepped forward, scaring the hundred-man team who were alert outside to board the horse and waved their swords to fight. In this way, Achilaus tried to charge into the camp again and again, and was forced out of the circle again and again. He was exhausted and extremely annoyed, shouting and asking the highest commander of the Roman cavalry to come out and give him a reputational death.

"Call him wait a moment, tell him wait a moment, and I will go out to fight immediately." Anthony in the camp was struggling to grab the gorgeous necklaces and sacrifices with the soldiers in front of the statue of Serapis. When he heard the situation of Archlaus described by the messenger, he was so perfunctory. Polo, the soldier who had received the Golden Chapter of the God of War, suddenly shouted "Damn it, everyone's eyes were projecting at him. When he found that Polo was rushing into the curtain and preparing to search for the more expensive jewelry of the female pharaoh, he found Beniniki's headless body, wrapped in silk, and sat upright on the seat behind the incense. Some Roman soldiers hesitated for a while, then rushed forward and chopped the female pharaoh's body into pieces with his sword to facilitate the removal of the goods on the body.

Outside, Achillus was roaring like a depressed dog. No one gave him a decent battle, nor did he kill him with bows and arrows and javelins. He could only pull the reins back and forth, rush up, and then retreat. Soon he heard the noise behind him. A group of black soldiers wearing the Amen Sheephead flag had no armor on their bodies. They walked barefoot like a strong wind and rushed towards the camp. This should be the second echelon of the Romans, and in the eyes of these people, there was no expression of pity. It should be an army composed of traitors to deal with me.

No, I can't die at the hands of these black men, and self-esteem is not allowed. Archelose hesitated and began to lower his body, fleeing to a dense forest on the west side of the camp in the gap between the Vibechners and the Medegi Guard.

But Alp, who was walking in the front, found the general, and blew sharply with the bone whistle hanging around his neck, and then all the Medegis quickly followed him and launched a fierce pursuit of Archilous.

The hunting spear continued to land on Archilaus' horse. He ran along the dense forest with some panic, but the horse's hooves tripped to a tree root and lifted Archilaus off the horse's back. After he got up, he was covered in blood and walked forward, touching the big tree, and then panting and leaning against the trunk. In his bloody vision, the figure of the black soldier kept flashing. In an instant, he realized that the thing he was most worried about was still happening: he would die in the hands of these low-ranking soldiers in Nubians. "But Beniniki, my wife, your beautiful head, has been buried by me in a place that is not known to everyone, so - we see you again in the underworld."

After saying that, a bow and arrow penetrated into the tree body in his ear, followed by the second and third branches, shot into his shoulders and lower abdomen respectively. He hunched over in pain, and really didn't like this kind of frustrated way to die by being targeted!
Chapter completed!