"What other birds do not prey on their own like this?" - The Romans praised the eagle

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On the brown and yellow hillside, there were thick and short pine forests and shrubs. Apis was on it, monitoring the winding and twisting marching of the entire Sixth Corps on the road. Although he believed that the final outcome of the war was not optimistic at all. His officers and soldiers either died in battle or surrendered, the conscientious commander of the army still had to persevere until the last moment before accepting the arrangement of fate.

In the cold wind, the sixth legion holding the eagle flag had long been reconnaissed by the vanguard Hanske, sent by Li Bida's commission. The Germanic brave rider led 400 Mathia cavalry according to Li Bida's arrangement. The scale of this number was very strange - you said it was too large for reconnaissance, but you said that if it was a battle, the scale would be too small anyway.

So the task Li Bida dictated was "martial reconnaissance", which means that after detecting the movements of the Sixth Legion, he went forward to carry out a small-scale battle with them, restraining and delaying them. In this spirit, Hanske's cavalry whistled out of the hillside and shot fiercely at the forefront cavalry of the Sixth Legion of Aspis. "There is a battle ahead!" The urgent shouts, mixed with the rapid whistle and horn sound, quickly reached the position of Aspis.

At the command position on the hillside, the commander observed it intently and said angrily, "The other side has only hundreds of cavalry. Our army should not set up a battalion to resist on the spot, just send a few wings of ala cavalry to disperse them!" Then all the soldiers of the Sixth Corps obeyed his military orders and kept a tight column. Continue to speed up towards the direction of Taktun. They believed that these Mathia cavalry were indeed just an enemy harassment team.

After the Sixth Legion accelerated, Scipio and Eighth Legion were struggling behind him, because Pompei's father-in-law brought a lot of supplies from Ephesus, and used nearly two thousand pack horses and mules to transport them. They were loaded with equipment, food, but more were paid by soldiers. For a person who had so much money, money was the most fundamental driving force for his progress and struggle, and it was also the strongest shackles to imprison himself.

Gradually, unconsciously, the distance between the two legions was opened, from the Three Romans, to the Five Romans, and then to the final ten Romans.

In this way, in the evening, Scipio was so tired that he was half dead, and ordered thousands of soldiers of the Eighth Legion who felt the same as him. The bloated baggage team ran around the small wastelands in the wind and snow. "Quickly, send famous players and token officers to find the Legion of Apis, let them slow down and move closer to us."

At this time, Sepia was in the dim night, looking at the soldiers who were scattered, holding pack horses everywhere, or preparing to raise a tent to make fire and cook, and then looking at the uneven mountains around the wasteland, and instinctively felt uneasy. The tragic situation of being ambushed on Mount Andabuki was before him, so Sepia was very angry and ordered the arrangement of enough posts and patrol cavalry to "guard our camp."

As a result, a shrill sound of war horns sounded, with a dull sound similar to the Parthian bronze drums, which ran from all sides of the wasteland one after another, far and near. The pack horses of the Eighth Legion began to panic. They ran around uneasy and neighed each other. The soldiers could easily identify it. The sound was completely different from the sound of the Roman Legion. "Beware of the enemy's attack, beware of the enemy's attack!" After all, the Eighth Legion had many old troops, and threw down the untied luggage backpack to the ground, and then under the sign of the team sign, they began to form a formation.

After a while, the sound of the bronze drum became louder and louder. In conjunction with the cold night with snowflakes flying, it felt so terrifying, a dull and long sound, like the summoning of the God of the Underworld.

I don't know which soldier exclaimed first. At this moment, Sepia looked up and saw the hillsides everywhere holding pine lights, shadows of ghostly people, strange bone whistles, shouts and unknown sounds, which were similar to chanting, surging like tides.

It was obvious that he and the Eighth Legion were surrounded by enemy cavalry, and the cavalry was interspersed very exquisitely. After careful reconnaissance, he detoured along the gap between him and the Apis tribe.

A flame suddenly rose from the forest on the western hillside, and then shot into countless pieces, which fell into the middle of the team of pack horses that were yelling around. The modified Salmontoga cannons led by four pack horses, there, shot all the cork rockets installed in the chutes at Scipio's legion. The cork rockets were also improved, drilling small holes in the appropriate position in the middle, and improving the formula of the burner, which allowed it to emit howling and flashing that scared the enemy during the flight. When they quickly crossed over the heads of Scipio's soldiers, it indeed caused great chaos and panic. Those who could still line up quietly were also rushing into pieces by the running and jumping pack horses.

Then, the whole wilderness was filled with weapons handover and the sound of horse hooves thundering, "There are enemies over there!" At some point, on the hillside to the north, Li Bida's army also raised several Salmontogas. In the sharp roar, the rolling rockets drew their weird sparks tails and drilled into the gaps of Scipio's troops.

But when Scipio's army launched a counterattack, it could not find any way. The enemy had obviously become a scheming and would flexibly use horses and terrain, constantly shooting arrows and throwing guns, which made the Eighth Legion able to continuously reorganize its formation and clumsyly move its left and right wings. In the fireworks melee, Scipio's two cavalry captains, led more than ten cavalry and guides, rushed towards the mountain road outside the wasteland, trying to get in touch with the Sixth Legion of Apis as soon as possible and ask the other party to come to help as soon as possible.

"Rex, Lius!" Suddenly, a group of people rushed out of the mountain pass road, shouting such a command in Latin to the two cavalry captains, which made the other party unaware of the measures.

As a result, when the team saw that the command was not met, they shot out a row of arrows without saying a word, and immediately shot several cavalry to death. The two captains hid in a panic to protect the guide and retreated to the hillside, and then led a team of 100-person infantry to attack upwards, trying to open the passage as soon as possible. However, the team was extremely skillful in arrow skills, and the arrow feathers flew over like water. In addition, the Salmontoga cannons everywhere shot out shrill whistling fire arrows from time to time, which illuminated the target. So they gnawed the nails and gnawed two whistles. A cavalry captain died in battle and one was injured, and then rushed over. As a result, they saw the bodies of more than a dozen cavalry dressed in barbarians lying on the mountain, holding bowstrings and arrow feathers scattered all over the ground.
Chapter completed!