Augustus Road

When Sextus saw the galloping Lepidus cavalry, what filled his heart was not hatred, but a certain feeling of envy. However, as the cavalry captain of this army, he had no horses under his command. A group of "cavalry dismounted to fight on foot". Because there was no fodder or water, all his horses had been disposed of. ?. .

But the little red god's mount was still there. At least he could be at the same height as the enemy and fight openly and openly. So he roared, just like the Persian nobles in the East, picked up the battle ax that was not commonly used by the Romans, and led the way. With his subordinates on foot, his father-in-law Libo held the line for him and personally acted as the vanguard to confront Lepidus' Mattian cavalry.

In the flying river sand, Sextus's loyal men shed blood. One after another, they were hit, trampled, or their lives were taken away by the lance in Mattia's hand. However, everyone still held short soldiers and fought bravely. Fighting. The blue feathers on Lepidus' helmet were also dyed red by the flying blood. His expression became very terrifying. He held a fighting sword in his hand and kept slashing at the enemies coming towards him. Hansk also shouted and tried hard to protect him. , there were figures swaying everywhere, and the sound of piercing horns and whistles, "I didn't expect that it would be my vanguard general now, replacing Alp to protect me." Lepidus shouted self-deprecatingly, but the effect of the assault he personally led slowly gradually It appeared that the second line of Pompey's soldiers was also cut off, causing chaos. Now the two sides have abandoned any tactics and have completely evolved into a skirmish fight without division of formation. Soldiers of various colors mingle together, stabbing and dodging each other like the turbid current rising from Apollo. There was a sound of broken bones and flesh falling. The unarmed ones either staggered down with arrows, or they used their last strength to throw the enemies to the ground and gouge each other's eyes.

"The blue-feathered general opposite. You must not be a Roman. What kind of sacrifice did Caesar offer to the evil god to liberate you from the dirty and dark valley? It is endangering the people of the country!" Approximately at Fifty Roman feet away, Sextus jumped off his mount. Holding a Spanish leather shield in his left hand and a sharp battle ax in his right hand, he crouched and quickly approached Lepidah's direction.

"I'm sorry, I made a promise to my dead subordinates and lost interest in the battle between commanders, not to mention you are so young. Presumably you are not one of the two commanders of this team." Li Bida said, Quickly turning the horse around and waving his hand, Hansk's Gaul and German cavalry came out. They all threw their javelins at Sextus, who shouted and denounced Lepidus for his despicable cowardice. On the other hand, he flexibly used his leather shield to block the whizzing javelin, and moved his body helplessly, being forced to retreat. Soon after, both sides retreated outside the range of the opponent's projectiles, readjusted their formations, and prepared for the next round of fighting. Lepidus had to admit that if the Pompeian army on the opposite side had eaten enough and had sufficient physical strength, they would not have to say five Legion, even if the three chief thousand-man brigades are sent, his twenty-seventh legion may not be able to withstand even two days.

Right now, at noon, the hillside is already covered with wounded soldiers and corpses. The performance of this new legion is good enough, but if Pompey's army launches another charge in the next round, Lepidus will have to have some luck if he still wants to stabilize the front. Either: Either Galius' reserve team was successfully used, or reinforcements were obtained, or Caesar's main force over there arrived in time to cooperate with him in annihilating this enemy.

Other people might hope that these lucky situations would happen at the same time, but Lepidus is different. He is already a seasoned and calm battlefield killer. In terms of courage, he may not be as good as Sextus just now, but in terms of calmness, he is far better. On the other hand, Lepidus has always believed that modern warfare requires precise calculations, and it was the same in ancient times, even though wars in this era were often full of artistry and drama.

"Then take it step by step, don't lose your patience." Lepidus thought silently in his heart, and then asked the tired and injured soldiers to retreat to the camp behind to rest, leaving some cavalry and light-armed soldiers to monitor the movements of Pompey's army, and the rest of the capable soldiers Eat and rest again.

In fact, in terms of supplies, Lepidus was almost as embarrassed as Sextus, but he still had to hold on and throw all the remaining food and fodder to the men and horses to share equally, and then "pulled them down"!

On the other side of the open field, Pompey's army was obviously slowly becoming commotion. Compared with Lepidus' troops, they could not afford to waste more time. The pain of hunger, exhaustion and the lack of a rear camp slowly emerged. They had to rush out in one go, otherwise There was no place to die, but it was obvious that the enemy was still resisting on that cross-cutting hillside.

"In this attack, even the Allied forces were used." Lepidus murmured. As he looked down, Sextus and Peletaus pressed up the third line of troops, densely Helmets and human faces are all crowded together, making it impossible to distinguish them clearly. This is to give the 27th Legion some huge pressure and use the numerical advantage to defeat the opponent's defense line - Sextus never expected that the great Pompey's men were reduced to using this trick.

Over there, four cavalry cannons that were still functioning "sounded" at the front again. Stone fragments knocked wave after wave of Pompeian soldiers to the ground, but they still endured hunger and casualties and held on to the team. Even Combano shouted angrily, scolding the opponent for his stubbornness, "They rush over this hillside, and we will be finished." This was his cry, and now the soldiers on the second line were reduced to the first line. The columns, military slaves and guards all went up, fighting selflessly on the hillside, everyone was fighting for their fate.

Gradually, the numerical advantage of Pompey's army began to become apparent. Even the Allied soldiers on the third line, even if they could not fight directly, pushed forward with all their strength. Lepidus' defense line became thinner and thinner, and was squeezed more and more out of shape. " We can't hold on any longer. You still have cavalry, please retreat! Anyway, the main force of the consul is about to catch up," Hansk persuaded him while holding his reins.

"No, if we are defeated, then the previous sacrifices and losses will be meaningless." Lepidus gritted his teeth and said, "Blow the bugle now and call the three ambushes of Galius over there to turn into blades. , give them a blow from the back. In addition, all the Matians, fight on foot, come with me to the front line!"

A bugler, whose eyes were injured and bleeding profusely, used all his strength under the instruction to blow the signal at the high mountain over there. The shrill trumpet sound mixed with the shouts of killing echoed around the valley, long and slow. more than.

"Gallius, I have placed my bet on you. If you are a traitor, then I will really be played by fate." Lepidus concentrated, held his breath, and looked at the situation over there. At this time, the sky was The blood-red setting sun slowly sank in front of him. )