Chapter 327
The Devers placed the allied forces and reserve forces on the right flank, the 1st Legion on the middle, and the 2nd Legion on the left flank. They wanted to use their strongest force to break through from the outside and finally achieve their goal of surrounding the enemy.
With that in mind, the Devers said to Ledes, "Thank you for your hard work, Cavalry Brigade! Let the brothers retreat to the rear and have a good rest! "
Ledes hurriedly said, "Sir Devers, the enemy has 500 to 600 cavalry on the right flank. If we retreat to the rear, who will deal with them?"
"They have their own people to deal with them. You cavalry have to give the enemy a fatal blow at the critical moment! Before that, let your men recover their strength and horsepower! "The Devers explained, unmoved.
Ledes helplessly retreated.
The Devers immediately asked Tormid to call Epicthenis and Cspit over. He said with a serious expression, "When the enemy attacks, I want you to lead the light infantry and freedmen to attack the enemy's right flank from a distance. At the same time, you have to repel the enemy's cavalry and light infantry. This is a difficult task. Can you do it? "
"When we were in Persia, we fought with Persia's cavalry and archers many times and defeated them. Will the Bruti cavalry be stronger than the Persia cavalry? "Epicthenis said confidently.
"The Hades will protect us!" Cspit sincerely chanted.
The Devers looked at the two men's determined eyes and gave them a solemn and powerful military salute. "I will wait for the news of your victory!"
After sending the two off, the Devers's deployment was fully in place. All that was left was to wait for the Bruti's attack.
At this moment, Martius and Bagylipi's nephew, Rodom, came over and asked for instructions. "Sir, the Abyssinia leaders, Brim and Creylou, insist on seeing you!"
The Devers looked back at the two Abyssinia leaders who were blocked by the guards outside and were shouting. He immediately dismounted and strode over.
"Consul of Diónia, we Abyssinia strongly request to face the enemy at the front instead of hiding in the back like cowards. This is an insult to us soldiers!" Brim shouted in agitation.
Insult? After listening to Adepigis's translation, the Devers looked doubtfully at Tormid who had followed him.
"I've patiently spoken to Brim leader many times, but he doesn't seem willing to accept the idea of being a reserve force," Tormid hurriedly explained.
After hearing that, Dyvers' expression immediately turned serious. He said coldly, "Since the Abyssinian warriors are already Dionians, you must know that Dionian soldiers must obey the orders of their superiors unconditionally. If you can't do that, then please leave with your soldiers! "Let us, the real Diónia soldiers, enjoy the glory of victory alone! That's all! "After that, he threw another sentence to Adepigis." Translate it as it is! "He then turned around and left.
Tormid followed behind, looking back from time to time. In the end, he saw Brim and Creyroux leave angrily.
"Sir, aren't you afraid that the Abyssinia people will leave in anger by saying that?" Tormid asked worriedly.
The Devers smiled. "The more you explain to some stubborn people, the more they will ask for more. It's better to cut off their thoughts from the start! Moreover, even if the Abyssinia people leave, it won't affect our victory! "
Tormid was skeptical. He secretly sent messengers to observe the movements of the Abyssinia troops. In the end, he found that after Brim went back, he led his troops obediently and waited at the back without making a fuss. He could not help but feel ashamed. After dealing with many mercenary leaders for more than ten years, his understanding of human nature was not as good as a 20-year-old youth. Only a "favored person" could explain this.
Due to the harassment of the Diónia cavalry, it was almost afternoon when the Bruti people finished their formation. Pienlen saw that the warriors were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning. They were a little anxious. He knew his people too well. The Bruti people lived in the gap between the two forces of the Greeks and the Lucanians. These warriors lived freely in the mountains and on the highlands. They were brave but timid, passionate but self-abased. The key was to inspire their fighting spirit.
Therefore, he led his personal guards out on horseback and came to the front of the center of the formation. The personal guards shouted in unison to attract the attention of thousands of warriors. Then he shouted, "Bruti people, my dear compatriots! For hundreds of years, we have lived freely on this beautiful highland. Amara gave birth to us with her sweet body, and Brutus gave us peace. And now our peace has been broken! Our land is being invaded! Who is occupying our town?! Who is killing our people! "
"The Diónia people!!!"
"Damn the Greeks!!!"
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The warriors began to respond angrily.
"Are we going to let these evil foreigners occupy our land, destroy our temples, rape our women, turn our children into slaves, lose their freedom, and live like cattle and sheep?!" Pienlen and his personal guards shouted together.
"No!" The warriors in front of him responded angrily. This response gradually spread throughout the formation.
"No!!!" 20,000 Bruti warriors shouted in unison.
"Defeat the Diónia people and give us back our freedom!" Pienlen raised his spear high.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!!!"
Thousands of warriors roared hysterically.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! … "They kept poking the ground with their spears, and their fighting spirit rose sharply.
Pienlen was affected by this, and he also felt his blood boiling. Facing the warriors who couldn't hold back anymore, he pointed his spear forward and shouted, "Attack!"
The trumpeter behind him blew the horn, and then horns sounded everywhere in the formation at the same time.
"Woo!!!" The battle of Punat to determine the ownership of the Bruti region began.
… …
Hearing the thunderous roar on the opposite side, Tormid couldn't help but ask, "Sir Devers, the Bruti people are boosting the morale, shouldn't you also …"
"In a boxing match, the person who has the loudest voice will not win. The winner is often the calmest player. Besides, what the soldiers need to do now is to block the enemy's attack. Yelling pointlessly will not only deplete their stamina, but it will also cause them to lose their defensive position because they are too excited, "Dyvers said as he looked ahead.
Tormid nodded in agreement.
"The Bruti people are attacking, sound the defense bugle!" Hearing the sound of the horn on the opposite side, Devers began to order, and at the same time, he quickly passed through the gaps of the small phalanx with his personal guards and came to the back of the formation.
More than a dozen curved bronze horns blew a low command, and the soldiers who were sitting and resting immediately picked up their guns and shields, stood up, and moved their somewhat numb hands and feet. The teammates moved closer to each other, and the somewhat loose formation was arranged more closely to meet the upcoming battle.
The small phalanx in the front of the entire formation began to quickly connect with each other, and the middle and left wing of the Legion of Dionysia quickly connected with the right wing of the coalition army.
On the other hand, Epthenis and Cspit led a total of 4,000 light infantry and freedmen, and walked from the outside of the left wing to the front. They each had their own tasks: Cspit led more than 2,500 people forward for 50 meters, then stopped, and the stone throwers, archers, and a few harpooneers lined up in order; while Epthenis led nearly 1,000 light shieldbearers and harpooneers to continue to the outside of the left wing, and as they walked, they became a lengthened column, almost out of the battlefield.
Amidst the sound of the horn, the Bruti people's long front line, which stretched for nearly eight miles, did not leave any reserve troops, and slowly moved forward together.
The Bruti people evenly distributed their light infantry in the front of the formation, and the majority of the light infantry were archers. The Bruti people were rich in archers because of the high mountains, dense forests, and high plateaus with many wild beasts. After the light infantry were the infantry, most of them were spearmen with leather shields and spears. On the far right wing were 600 unarmoured cavalry. Although the Bruti people occupied the entire plateau, they used this valuable land mainly to graze cattle and sheep to feed their large population. Although they also raised some horses, they were mainly pack horses. There were not many people who owned War Horses, and they were mainly concentrated among the tribal nobles. 600 cavalry was almost the maximum number that the Bruti people could gather.
As soon as the Bruti people walked down the grassy slope, their right wing was baptized by the flying stones of the Diónia stone throwers. The infantry continued to move forward slowly with their leather shields, and were still far from the Diónia formation, so they could not charge too early. However, the Bruti light infantry had already begun to gallop, and their responsibility was to clear the obstacles for the main force.
The Bruti cavalry on the far right had already begun to accelerate. When the battle began, according to tradition, it was always the cavalry on the two flanks who fought first because they were the fastest. The previous attack by the Diónia cavalry could be said to be a slap in the face, and now they were going to fight back.
The cavalrymen shook the reins and clamped their horses' bellies repeatedly, increasing the speed of their warhorses. The feeling of galloping at top speed made their blood boil. They could clearly see that the enemy's cavalry was 300 meters behind the light infantry.
First break up the light infantry in front, and then attack the enemy cavalry that did not move. Their chances of winning were quite high. The cavalry leader who was charging at the front was calculating in his heart, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw a lot of figures appeared tens of meters away on the right, and they were running quickly towards the cavalry.
The leader immediately felt uneasy, and before he could react, countless javelins flew 30 meters away and landed among the galloping cavalry.
In an instant, people screamed and horses neighed. In a high-speed run, whether it was a man or a horse, once they were hit by a spear and rolled to the ground, not only would it be difficult to survive, but it would also affect the charging cavalry around them.
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