Chapter 798
But it was too late. The Diónia cavalry quickly rushed to the front. When their spears pierced the light infantries, the cavalrymen quickly let go of their spears and drew their elongated Greek sabers. (The Diónia cavalry was different from the infantries. They were not equipped with short swords. Instead, they used Greek sabers that were more than a meter long. It was more convenient for them to slash their enemies on horseback, and it was easier for them to fall off their horses.) They waved the sabers in their hands and drove the terrified infantries to charge into the middle of the Roman army. Top
Point
At this time, Paulus knew that the platoons on the flanks would not be able to arrive in time. He had already mobilized the platoons at the rear of the middle. Although he knew that this would seriously affect the soldiers in the front of the middle, it was imperative to stop the routed infantries and cavalrymen to prevent them from disrupting the formation in the middle.
Rome's military system was based on the platoons, and it showed its flexibility at this time. Under Paulus's command, several platoon leaders quickly commanded their soldiers to turn around and rush to the rear to regroup.
However, the hundreds of light infantries that were driven by the Diónia cavalry like headless flies crowded together with them. In order to escape, they even pushed down the Roman soldiers in front of them.
The light infantries and Rome's heavy infantries were crowded together. The Diónia cavalry on the periphery waved their sabers and slashed at the light infantries, making the situation even more chaotic.
"Kill these light infantries! Kill them! " Paulus shouted anxiously. He took the lead and stabbed the light infantries in front of him with his spear.
The Roman heavy infantries had no choice but to follow suit. They stabbed the light infantries that fought side by side with them, but now they were in a difficult situation. However, the chaotic situation could not be solved immediately.
Paulus stabbed the routed infantries while shouting for the army to regroup.
At this moment, he heard the soldiers' panicked shouts, "Enemies! More enemies are coming! … "
Paulus's heart sank. He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked ahead. Through the gaps between the Diónia cavalry, he saw a black horizontal line appearing on the ground in the distance. Furthermore, it was moving forward rapidly. As it moved, the black line continued to lengthen and widen …
Paulus, who had led his troops into battle many times, knew that this was an illusion caused by the dense infantry phalanx moving in the distance. Besides, the uniform, bright black color clearly indicated that this troop was definitely not Rome or Latin. It completely made Paulus feel that he was not lucky at all.
At that moment, he panicked and felt that his heart was empty. His hands and feet had no support, and his body could fall at any time.
At this moment, the subordinate beside him said anxiously, "General, the enemy's reinforcements are here. We're doomed. Why don't we retreat first?"
"Yeah, let's retreat quickly! Any later and we won't be able to leave! The guards made up of his clansmen and diners also tried to persuade him.
Leave?! If Rome was gone, where else could they go?! Paulus's face showed a pained expression. He remembered the miserable years when the Celts conquered Rome more than ten years ago. A surge of strength rose from the bottom of his heart, and he replied firmly, "No, I want to be like the Fibius family in the past. I want to fight to the death with the enemies who invaded Rome here!"
He raised the spear in his hand and shouted sternly, "For Rome, fight to the death without retreating!"
Now that the heir of the patriarch had issued a call, according to the tradition of Rome, these clansmen and diners must pledge their lives to follow him. So, the guards shouted one after another, "For Rome, fight to the death without retreating! … "
Their shouts influenced the other heavy infantry. They also shouted, "For Rome, fight to the death without retreating! … "
For a moment, the morale of the people of Rome was high.
In front of them, the light infantry were still panicking, and the Diorians had begun to retreat to the flanks, making space for the soldiers of the Diónia Reserve Legion to attack from the rear.
The newly arrived Dionysian Army soon appeared in front of the soldiers of Rome. They lined up in a dense and neat phalanx, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. They marched forward, obviously having good physical strength. The formation was about a mile long, which showed that there were many of them.
"Woo!" The bugle sounded, and the soldiers of Diónia shouted the name of Hades and ran forward.
"Prepare for battle!" Paulus, who was standing in front, clenched the spear in his hand and said in a deep voice. At this time, he had already disregarded life and death.
But at this time, there was some confusion among the soldiers behind him.
It turned out that the soldiers of Diónia who were fighting in the middle of the Roman army also heard the bugle and suddenly strengthened their attack. The middle of the Roman army had already been weakened, so the soldiers were forced to retreat. As a result, they collided with the soldiers at the rear who were preparing to defend.
At this time, the reinforcements of Diónia were already within 30 meters of the Roman army. They quickly threw the javelins in their hands, took out their spears, and began the final charge.
The Roman army was caught in a two-pronged attack …
Paulus, his guards, and the soldiers around him wanted to fight to the death, but for most of the Roman civilians who had just become heavy infantry a few months ago, their loyalty to Rome was far from strong.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation When the enemy's bugle sounded and Dionia's reinforcements rushed in like a tidal wave, some of the Roman soldiers were shaken. Their decision to flee caused the entire army to collapse.
Adoris, who was in the middle of the heavy infantry battalion of the Second Legion, suddenly found that his comrades who had been almost motionless in front of him had begun to move forward.
"Go after them! Go after them! The enemy is running away! " The cheers of his comrades cheered him up. Like the other soldiers, he strode forward and ran forward.
At this time, on the outside of the right flank, the collapse of the Roman army from the middle had not spread to this place yet. The heavy infantry of Rome was still attacking, and the light armor battalion of Diónia and the palace guards led by Cloto Catax were resisting them.
Of course, the Diónia soldiers were at a disadvantage against the heavy infantry. But the battle had just begun, and the gap between the two sides was not yet apparent.
But for Cloto Catax and the palace guards, the quality of their armor and weapons was better than the enemy's. In addition, these soldiers were eager to prove themselves, so they had the upper hand in the beginning of the battle.
Cloto Catax was influenced by the guards around him, and he was also actively attacking. Small steps, shield thrusts, spear thrusts, lowering his head, shield blocking … Since he was young, he had been training every day in school and at home for more than ten years. He was getting more and more comfortable with the military skills that had been integrated into his body. The enemy's spear thrusts no longer made him panic. It made him feel like he was training with Martius. Although he was nervous, it did not cause any danger.
When he blocked the enemy's spear with his shield again, he suddenly thrust his spear forward.
The enemy did not have enough time to retract his spear, and his body was a little unstable.
Cloto Catax immediately thrust his spear forward at lightning speed.
The enemy quickly lowered his head, and the sharp tip of the spear poked his helmet. The force of the spear obviously made the enemy dizzy.
While the enemy was in a daze, Cloto Catax instinctively retracted his right hand and quickly thrust his spear for the second time.
The spear pierced the enemy's face. The shrill scream and the terrible look on the enemy's face stunned Cloto Catax.
"Be careful!" The guard next to him shouted. Bang! The spear that was poked from the side was blocked by the guard's shield in time.
"Don't be distracted during the battle!" In a hurry, the guard did not care about the difference in status and reminded Zhang Heng loudly.
Cloto Catax broke out in a cold sweat. The shame in his heart made him forget the discomfort he felt when he killed for the first time. He attacked more fiercely to make up for his previous mistakes.
However, the resistance in front of him suddenly weakened.
The enemies in front of him were in chaos, and soon they turned around and fled.
Cloto Catax, who was not satisfied with the battle, immediately followed his comrades around him and chased after them.
At this time, only a few hundred soldiers led by Paulus were still fighting on the battlefield. The rest of the Roman soldiers had begun to flee.
But this was the time when the First and Second Cavalry Legions came into play. Thousands of Diónia cavalrymen galloped across the vast plain, brandishing spears and sabers as they chased after the fleeing Roman soldiers who had abandoned their shields and spears. Only a few Roman soldiers would be able to escape the battlefield.
It did not take long for the last resistance of the Roman soldiers to disappear.
Epicthenis stood in front of Paulus's bloody body, which was covered with sword wounds. The towering red tassel on his hat was proof of his identity.
"He was a warrior, but not smart enough!" Epicthenis looked down and turned around. He said to his adjutant disapprovingly, "He was a general after all. Bury him and take off his helmet. That Rome flag is our trophy!"
"Yes, General!"
At this time, Tormid rushed over on horseback.
Epicthenis immediately said with a smile, "Are you here to congratulate me, Tormid?"
"Lead the army back to the camp immediately and wait for His Majesty's orders!" Tormid said with a straight face.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you let our brothers catch a breather?" Epicthenis said half-jokingly and half-complaining.
"You can rest as much as you want after we take Rome, but the other legions are attacking the city with all their might. There are casualties at every moment. Time is very important to us. I don't think you are in the mood to waste any more time here."
Tormid's words made Epicthenis' expression turn serious. He said to his adjutant loudly, "Blow the horn immediately and gather our brothers!"
… …
Just as the Devers expected, some of the Roman reinforcements from the south followed Paulus to attack from the southwest of Rome, while the rest followed Mejus to attack from the southeast. However, the scattered reinforcements that arrived later began to attack the Diónia camp from the south.
Comments