The entire Bendu camp was like a steaming pot of porridge. In the Roman camp, Apis climbed the tower "thump" and looked at the chaotic Bendu people with incredible eyes. When he saw the interlaced arrows, a team of people who were running quickly towards him. They were all wearing dirty legion sweatshirts, and people kept falling down, but they were still shouting and running. "It was the third team that escorted the Queen of Bendu before." El Capa looked at her hawk eyes twice and said to Apis.

Apis nodded quickly, then put on a round helmet and said to the people next to him: "Send a signal to Sonagius on the other side of the camp, and ask them to prepare a spherical offensive and rescue the captured people of the Third Regiment of the Seventh Legion!"

At this moment, the main force of the Eighth Legion, seven brigades, who were lined up by the camp, also saw this incredible scene. Basically all the soldiers stood up and prepared for the fight, waiting for the civil guard or centurion to give orders. When Sonagius, who was under the Eagle, heard the ticking sound of Apis from Apis on the camp, he also made up his mind to attack. He was also a subordinate of Lukulas, who had worked with Apis for many years, so he naturally had the awareness of collaborative combat.

The spherical offensive is that the Roman legion formed an inseparable single commando of its elite infantry cavalry. It was not divided or dispersed during combat. All the troops gathered together and stormed their lives to raid at the weakest part of the enemy. It was like a "big iron ball" hitting a human head, and was named after it. This offensive is suitable for use when one's own troops are divided.

About four hundred men, in conjunction with the cavalry team at the outpost, formed the "iron ball" of the Eighth Legion. The men shouted and rolled forward, crushing the Bendu vehicles standing in front of them, light infantry and archers, and a centurion holding a cane, suddenly saw a black-haired man on the side, pulling a famous woman wrapped in a legion cloak, and shouting to himself: "I am the Liaguri of the Seventh Legion (camping, baggage slave)!" As he said that, he waved his bare arms, which were indeed tattooed with the vines of the Seventh Legion.

"Go to the back of the formation!" The centurion was too lazy to talk to Karabisto, waved his cane and shouted.

At dusk, the remaining soldiers of the Third Regiment, a total of nineteen soldiers, including Hebrida and Arminius, sat in blood on the ground of the camp. They were rescued by the "spheric offensive" of the Eighth Legion. The rest were all submerged in the camp of the Bendu army and could no longer come out, including the tenth-husband Safano, who disappeared while following Hebrida. No one knew how he disappeared. Maybe he fell down by the arrow, or maybe he was trampled and killed by the chaos army, no one could tell clearly.

Hebrida leaned against a shield of an arrow hedgehog, and drank wine in big mouthfuls to anesthetize himself after he escaped from the fierce battle. Arminius, a veteran soldier, served for twenty-eight years, and encountered this situation five times. It is said that they were all protected by Mercury. They ran with the wind and brushed with oil. They were a cunning and lucky immortal fox. They sat cross-legged next to Hebrida, leisurely, facing the sunset, and carved wooden statues with a knife.

"Who did you get it?" Hebrida took another sip and asked weakly.

"Utarius, I think his soul has entered the Temple of Mars and has become a little god. He can continue to protect our wing." After saying that, Arminius continued to concentrate, and the two stopped talking and fell into a long silence. Until Hebrida saw Karabis coming to him, and Porti.

"Pig, you have a great life." Hebrida looked at Karabis, not sure whether this sentence was an insult or admiration.

"Karabis, return to the third team."

"There is no more of the Third Regiment..." Hebrida uttered, slowly stood up with a wine pot, looking at the wounded soldiers moaning all over the ground, and added, "I guess there is no Winter Camp in Bitinia..."

They didn't know that in the tent of the camp, the military guardian Apis, deputy general of Silesia, Sonagios, and the new commander of the Eighth Legion, had a fierce dispute around the next direction of the Eighth Legion.

"Mitradati is already here, and he was stabbed by a centurion in our side. He was extremely injured. Maybe he won't live for a few days, and he still brought all his last remnants. We cannot avoid it. We should fight with him with all our might, defeat him, and completely resolve this war for the Senate and Roman citizens!" Triali was excited and hit the sand table with his fist. He was the newly appointed commander. The Governor of Bitinia, the consul of the previous year, Grabrio. Such sudden changes in the army often had a strong behind-the-scenes purpose.

Because the "unicorn" legion was always led by the deputy general of Lukulas, Sonagios, and now the Senate asked Triali to take over, it was a very obvious signal in itself - that is, Rome had an extremely subtle change in attitude towards Lukulas himself, his army, and his war.

Terria was shouting and spitting out the decisive battle plan, while Sonagius remained silent because he was already a general who lost power and knew that it would be useless to say too much. In the end, Appis himself made a different suggestion: "Commander, although I have great respect for you, I do not agree with you. I think the most urgent task is to keep the eighth legion and not to fall into the trick of Mitradati because of blind action. Then wait for the two legions of Lukulas to return to the rescue and cooperate to eliminate the enemy in front of you."

"Apis Yodel! Don't forget that you are the guardian of the legion. You should stand on the side of the civilians. Lukulas was once the general of the dictator Sura. His war is about to be over! He will be removed from office. There may be several tricky accusations waiting for him when he returns to Rome. It is very likely that he will be ruined. And we!" Speaking of this, Terriali pointed to Apis, pointed at himself, indicating that they should stand in the same camp. "We will always enjoy our reputation for destroying Mitradati. I feel today that the army of Bendu is vulnerable. They are all a mixture of barbarians and slaves."

Who would have thought that Apis insisted on his own opinion without expression, saying that he was born into a civilian and that he would not stand on any side as a military civilian official. He just thought that waiting to meet Lukulas was the wisest choice at the moment, and his opinions were not mixed with any subjective colors.

"Then you just watch me make achievements. Are you still a Roman? Apis." Triali waved his hand impatiently. Apis immediately saluted and said he would leave, but added: "Your Excellency, please allow me to keep the two brigades of new forces in the camp and take care of the previous wounded soldiers."
Chapter completed!