Chapter 698
Not long after, more than half of the soldiers under him were dead or injured. Camus's rear team was now in the front. However, when he looked at the enemy in front of him, he was stunned. It was the officer with the white tassel that he had hit with his spear.
At this time, there was a big hole in the breastplate of the enemy's right shoulder. Blood was still oozing out. He lowered his right hand and held the shield in his left hand while glaring at Camus.
Camus did not have his spear anymore, so he pulled out the sword at his waist to fight. The one-meter-long sword was good for slashing, but the narrow space and the enemy's good defense made it difficult for him to unleash the power of his sword. With his rich experience, he took advantage of the difference in strength and kept hitting the enemy's shield.
The heavily injured enemy obviously could not withstand such a powerful attack. A painful expression appeared on his face, and he finally knelt on the ground.
Camus stepped forward again and swung his sword down. However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left leg. He saw a short sword piercing his calf.
Although the enemy's right shoulder was seriously injured, he was still holding the short sword in his right hand. However, he hid it behind the shield and pretended to be powerless to hold the weapon. When Camus let his guard down, the attack succeeded. Then, he pulled it out forcefully, and the sharp blade immediately cut through the tendons.
Camus let out a blood-curdling scream. His body, which was leaning forward, lost its balance and fell forward, pressing the enemy to the ground along with his shield.
The enemy also grimaced in pain, but the short sword in his right hand was still swinging, cutting the ankle of his teammate who was moving forward beside Camus. It was not until the soldier behind Camus pierced the enemy's chest with his spear that he spat out blood and shouted, "Hades!" Then, he died with a relieved expression.
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Although the 3rd Brigade of the 1st Legion fought bravely, the number of young Roman soldiers was more than double of their own. Under their crazy attacks, the formation of the 3rd Brigade had many gaps. The light armored soldiers at the back did not hesitate to fill in the gaps in time and bravely resisted the attacks of the heavy armored Roman infantry.
The battle continued fiercely, and the scouts kept reporting back and forth.
"Commander, the 4th Brigade's 2nd Brigade's captain is injured!"
"Commander, the 1st Brigade's 3rd Brigade's captain is dead!"
"Commander, the 3rd Brigade's 1st Brigade's captain is injured!" "Commander, the 3rd Brigade's 1st Brigade's captain is dead! … The 5th Brigade's captain is dead! … "
According to the usual practice of the Legion of Dionysia, the captain of a company rarely went into battle personally. If the captain of a company went into battle personally, it only meant that the company suffered heavy casualties.
Hearing the reports of the scouts one by one, Amyntas' face was as dark as the sky, frighteningly gloomy.
At this moment, another scout galloped over. "Reporting to the Legion Commander, Het Barus, the leader of the third brigade, is requesting reinforcements from you! The Third Brigade has suffered heavy casualties, and the leader has personally gone into battle! "
"Go back and tell Het Barus that I don't have any reinforcements, and I don't want to hear about the number of casualties. But he must stay there and block the Rome's attack! If he dies in battle, I'll take over! "Amyntas's face was ashen as he shouted sternly.
The mounted scout galloped away.
Amyntas glanced at the guards behind him and shouted, "Let's go to the rear of the Eighth Battalion!"
Amyntas's words were aggressive. Printos opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him, but in the end, he gave up.
At this time, Ledes said, "I'll send the cavalry to attack the enemy and reduce the pressure on the Third Battalion."
Amintas glanced at him. This time, he didn't refuse and nodded.
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Of course, the movement of the Diónia cavalry could not be hidden from the eyes of the Rome scouts. Now that the right flank of Diónia was the area where the Rome's attack was the fastest, it was obvious where the Diónia cavalry would go.
Camillus immediately said to Lucius, "Immediately lead all the cavalry and three heavy infantry platoons to the enemy's right flank. After defeating the enemy cavalry, lead them to continue to strengthen the attack on the enemy's flank! Completely defeat the enemy! "
Lucius hesitated. "But father, your safety …"
"The fiercer your attack, the safer I will be! Go! Go! "Under Camillus's urging, Lucius left with his troops.
There were only 1,400 light infantrymen left by the old governor's side. He called a few of the alliance's generals over and said sincerely, "My life is in your hands now."
Camillus was not only highly respected in Rome, but also in the entire Latin Alliance. People respected him very much because it was he who led the army to repel the Celts who ravaged the Latin region.
Several Rome's generals immediately promised, "Lord Camillus, don't worry. If the enemy wants to hurt you, they will have to do it over our dead bodies!"
As soon as they returned, before they could set up their defense, the Diónia's catapults threw lead pellets at them.
When the Seventh Battalion of the First Legion saw the enemy's cavalry and heavy infantry leave, they also began to attack the Rome's flag, trying to kill the enemy's commander and reverse the situation in one fell swoop.
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The front and flanks of both sides were filled with heavy infantry and light armored soldiers, while the periphery was filled with cavalry and light infantry. Rome and the Dionysian Army were engaged in a full-scale battle.
The battle lasted for nearly two hours, and it had entered the final stage.
The Rome had gained the upper hand. The entire Diónia's line of defense was compressed into a semicircle, especially the line of defense on the far right. If it were not for the commander, Amyntas, personally raising his shield and spear to kill the enemy, and the legion's flag was erected behind them, the Third Battalion and the light armored soldiers would have already retreated. But now, they were just fighting with their last breath.
Ledes's First Cavalry Legion was also struggling to stop the enemy's cavalry and heavy infantry reinforcements.
Although the Rome's cavalry was brave, there were not many of them, and they were not very lethal. However, their heavy infantry caused a lot of casualties to the Diónia's cavalry.
Although Ledes was heartbroken, he knew that the First Cavalry Legion could not retreat. Otherwise, even though there were not many of them, the consequences would be unimaginable if they joined the battle.
Just when Ledes was worried that he could not stop the advance of the Rome's heavy infantry, a cavalryman shouted, "Commander, look!"
In the midst of the dust, Ledes turned his head to the south and saw a large number of black shadows in the distance, quickly approaching him.
The Volsci! Ledes's spirit was lifted, and he shouted, "Brothers, hold on a little longer! Our reinforcements are here! Our reinforcements are here! "
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The first to arrive on the battlefield were more than a thousand Volsci warriors led by Corinth, the former consul of Antium, followed by a thousand Volsci warriors from Sartia. The Antium warriors who departed from Polevernham arrived earlier than the Wolsey warriors who departed from Setia. This showed how strong their desire for revenge against the Romans was.
When they arrived on the battlefield, they did not stop to rest and immediately launched a fierce attack on the red Rome soldiers.
The Rome cavalry was the first to be defeated.
Then, the three Rome heavy infantry platoons that were being held back by the Diónia cavalry were also attacked. Just as they turned around to defend themselves, Sartia's warriors arrived and surrounded them.
The Rome's heavy infantry was better equipped than the Volsci warriors, who only had spears, shields, and helmets. However, they were too few in number, and they had been fighting the Diónia for a long time. Their stamina was depleted, and they were quickly overwhelmed by the Volsci army.
Just as the Volsci army arrived on the battlefield, the vanguard of Antium and Sartia continued to charge at the young Rome soldiers who were fighting the Diónia's third brigade and light armored soldiers, a hurried bugle call sounded from the rear of the Rome army.
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When the Antium warriors attacked the three Rome platoons, Camillus received an urgent report from a cavalry scout. The news that a large number of Volsci warriors had appeared on the battlefield was like a heavy blow to him. It took him a while to recover.
At this time, regret and self-blame intertwined in his heart. He thought that with the large number of soldiers and stamina of his army, he could defeat the Diónia first and then retreat. This was the safest way. He did not expect the Diónia to be so difficult to deal with! The battle had lasted for so long, but not only did they fail to defeat the Diónia, but they even attracted the Volsci …
"Sound the bugle call for retreat!" Camillus suppressed the regret in his heart and immediately gave the order without hesitation.
"Officer Camillus, wait a little longer! We'll be able to defeat the Dionians soon! " The adjutant hurriedly advised, "The Volsci have just arrived. Perhaps there are not many of them. Our soldiers can definitely stop them —"
"Sound the bugle call for retreat!" Camillus still shouted firmly. "Sound the bugle call for retreat!"
Camillus, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, never took chances in a war. If they were defeated, they had to try their best to save the lives of their soldiers.
The bugle call for retreat sounded continuously. The first reaction of all the Rome platoon jarls who heard the bugle call was a little incredulous. From what they saw, their troops now had the upper hand, and some of the platoon jarls could already feel that the enemy on the opposite side could not hold on any longer. But out of absolute trust in their commander, Camillus, they still ordered their soldiers to retreat.
The old and young soldiers in the left, middle, and right formation quickly began to retreat, distancing themselves from the enemy on the opposite side. After that, they quickly turned around and retreated in an orderly manner.
Patroclus, who had already picked up his shield and spear and was fighting side by side with his soldiers, knew very well why Commander Amyntas asked them to rush here from the place where the camp was built. Therefore, when the enemy suddenly retreated, the pressure on his platoon's defense was instantly relieved. He let out a long sigh of relief and immediately realized that the enemy was going to escape! Could it be the Volsci?!
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