Unlimited Military Base

Hells turned back and squatted in the middle of the “goods” of the three legions! The hundred slings were placed there, but their volume was significantly larger than the slings he had seen in the past. Nearly seven or eight foreign national auxiliary soldiers are busy. “No wonder the stone can be thrown so far!” Hells thought for himself.

“The first battalion continues to move forward.” The command of the chief centurion came from behind. The Roman legions began to move slowly again, and the huge slingers stopped firing and moved awkwardly under the protection of the three legions.

The commander of the Parthians did not seem to have come up with any good way to cope with this situation. The range of the Roman slingers has far exceeded their bows and arrows. In the past, the magic weapon of the unsuccessful ones was lost. The power. He only watched the Roman legion move forward gradually. Fortunately, the Romans could only move forward under the protection of the slinger, and the speed was very slow.

From time to time, there will be several teams of Patty cavalry rushing over, using their own advantage to attack, such harassment is almost irrelevant to the Roman army of tens of thousands.

Finally, the commander of Partia lost patience and planned to try the power of his cavalry. After two exploratory attacks on the Sixth Corps, a large number of Parthian cavalry swept the two-wing “Royal Legion” and “The Thrower Legion”. . . . . .

Hells watched the two legions behind him and the Parthians in a fierce battle. Obviously, the Parthians did not take advantage of it. Before the square, many cavalry fell under the stone and arrived at themselves. Within the range of the bow and arrow, the Parthians were insignificant to the Roman soldiers’ tortoises. They went forward to the square for about 20 meters. They were baptized by the Roman javelin. From time to time, the cavalry was penetrated from the body. The battle was immediately planted. In the end, the light cavalry who arrived at the front of the line were frightened and found that the Roman phalanx suddenly erected a long gun like Lin to greet them.

Just as Hells was nervously watching the progress of the battle ahead, a shout made him suddenly come back. It turns out that the breakthrough of the experienced Patty commander is not the “Royal Legion” and the “Crowd Legion”!

Suddenly there were two sly Patty cavalry on the front, like two arrows, inserted into the gap of the “goods” array. There was the junction of the Sixth Legion and the two rear legions.

The slinger that was pouring rain to the left and right wings of the Parthian cavalry was too late to react. Only a few slings shoved the stone to them. At this time, the eighth and twelfth camps of the Sixth Corps, which had not participated in the battle, blocked the direction of the two Patrician cavalry arrows.

“Signal soldiers, command the fourth battalion, the fifth battalion to the left, the sixth battalion, the seventh battalion to the right side!” A cold voice passed to Hers, this is what he did not see before again. How to afford Yakurius.

After the battle, Hells told the Romans:

“The chief centurion of Yakurius stood next to a trebuchet. He was wearing a shiny armor that day. The gold helmet was filled with mane that was usually only in the parade or parade. The white mane. It is particularly conspicuous against the crimson cloak.

Because the cheeks were covered by two pieces of the piece that came from the helmet, and I was far away from him. I couldn’t see what his face looked like, but when his eyes fell on you, you would feel There are two horrible lights sweeping at you. . . . . .

After the four battalions in the first column intercepted the enemy, our battalion moved forward under the command of the chief centurion and returned to the front of the legion. It seems that the two cavalry are the elite of the Parthians. They are so fast that almost a blink of an eye is killed with the six camps. To be honest, at that time, I watched my comrades in my side and the Parthians desperately. Many familiar figures fell under the horseshoes of the Parthians, and they were anxious to catch them with the cats. Share their pressure. But the chief centurion has no orders, we can only watch it. I am afraid that the brethren of the Eighth Battalion and the Tenth Battalion can’t stand it. . . . . .

The more I feared what was coming, the eighth camp and the tenth camp gradually could not support it. . . . . . In the fourth battalion, they only intercepted the cavalry that had been rushed in, and added some shots of the slinger that had fallen over. Only the cavalry behind it was blocked. The eighth battalion and the tenth battalion had already rushed over to those of Patia. The people completely became a group, and some of their comrades seized the spears of the Parthians. They dragged them down to stab them with short swords; others smashed under the horses of the Parthians and slammed the horses. . The trebuchet couldn’t support them at all. Their number was getting smaller and smaller. There was only one ninth battalion behind them who had not yet participated in the battle. If the cavalry rushed into the open space of the pendulum, we would be finished. . . . . .

Just in the palm of my hand, it was all sweaty, and the sound of the horns was far and near. Every sound just stopped, and a new horn sounded louder and clearer. Our veterans know that this is the fact that the Parthians are passing on an urgent military situation, and certainly something is wrong, otherwise the horn will not be so short. . . . . . ”

That day, when talking about this story, Hells took a breath and drank the wine in the cup. An anxious Roman quickly picked up the jar filled with wine and filled him with his eyes. Hiroshi Hells continued to talk. .

“At this time, another centurion shouted loudly. His voice was not as calm as usual. He was happy to say: ‘Brothers, Apollinus! The regiment and our cavalry pass through the Syrian pass. The desert, copying these barbarians! They are going to die!

The brethren could come here, but the Parthians were blind. 趁 This opportunity, the commander of Yakurius immediately ordered us to kill the second battalion and the third battalion to help the eighth battalion and the tenth battalion, like cutting wheat, all of a sudden fell a large number of people have not slowed down The Patty cavalry. At the same time, the ninth battalion, which had not participated in the battle, joined the queue of the eighth and tenth battalions. The plan of the Parthians broke through the joint venture and went bankrupt. . . . . .

At this moment, as long as the people who have been beaten know that the Parthians have either left these cavalry entangled with us, went back to solve the Apollinas Army and our cavalry, or rushed to the Apollinas Army. When we came to the battlefield, we packed up. No matter what kind of people the Parthians chose, they were so fierce. . . . . . ”

Hers’s look became dignified: “Finally, they chose the latter!”

The commander of the Patti Army carefully examined the situation on the entire battlefield and finally made up their minds.

Now withdrawing from the army, at least half of the troops will be left on the battlefield and the Romans will be slaughtered. Then, with the remaining half of the morale and low soldiers, it will be too risky to meet the enemy behind them. Even worse, if the arrow on the camel in the army only shines after the road is broken, they will not be added anymore. Subsequently, the commander’s gaze fell to the forefront of the Roman army, and he saw that he was no longer hesitant to see the first battalion standing there.

Thousands of animal skin drums squeaked at the same time, such as thunder, the general shock of the soul, the field is densely covered with an iron crop, the river is black due to the flash of iron. . . . . . The Roman soldiers who have experienced this scene are all afraid.

It is “burner man”!

The pride of the Patti Army – the armored cavalry “fire stove man” is about to appear!

“The stove man” is the Pattya armored cavalry, because they have to bear the terrible heat in the desert area under the scorching sun in the desert area, so they were called “burner people” by the Romans.

Their body armor, helmet and breastplate are made of whole piece of stainless steel. The rest of the body is covered by scales or chain mail. A sinister metal mask covers the face, and even the mount is covered with bronze scales. Long and knees.

The main weapon of the “Fire Man” is a spear, three meters and a half long; the auxiliary weapon has a long sword, a hammer or a mace. In the past battles, the “burner” did not take the lead, but the enemy was greatly weakened by the light cavalry, and the formation was scattered and arranged in a dense formation to attack the enemy. The elite team that was created by the famous Patricia Selena was not very fast, but the power was amazing and the one was invincible. In the failure of Krassu, Selena relied mainly on this armored cavalry and superb light cavalry tactics to create the peak of his military career – the battle of Calle. Since then, the Roman soldiers have been frightened by the “burner”.

In the drums mixed with the roar of the beast and the violent thunder and thunder, the Patti Armored cavalry in the upper hand stirred up the dust of the sky with a spear, making the eyes of the Roman soldiers invisible, and the mouth could not be instinctively Close together. . . . . . Immediately, there was a heavy hoof in the sand. . . . . .

The Parthian light cavalry who has been killed for a long time knows that this is the reserve army has put into the battle, we must do our best to help it! They began to succumb to their own casualties, entangled the Roman soldiers in front of them, and their deep and terrible roar filled the entire plain.

Now the victory and defeat of the entire battle depends on how the two hundred and two hundred soldiers of the first battalion performed. The last courage of the left and right Patty hussars was not defeated, but they could not support much time; The Parthian assault cavalry is glued together with the other nine battalions of the Sixth Legion. It is difficult to separate the winners; if the Panzer’s armored cavalry can’t open the first battalion in front of the two wings before the defeat In the open space of the trebuchet, these Parthians only have to go to the desert in the south to eat sand or to flee the two roads in the rugged Armenian mountains to the north.

“The first row of shields, all the guns! Look at us today!” Chief Centurion Yakurius yelled.

Hells standing in the first row stretched out the rifle from the gap between the two shields. After the two shields were juxtaposed, the gap on the upper half of the shield just formed a circular hole. The second row of comrades put a longer long gun on his shoulder and extended it. In the third row, a longer long gun was placed on the shoulder of the second row of Roman soldiers, the fourth row. . . . . . The entire first battalion became an iron-cast hedgehog.

At this time, Hells could almost see the sly metal mask on the face of the “burner”.

The powerful momentum transmitted on the shield almost made Hells lose his balance. He smothered the rifle outwards, and the spiky sound of the gun tip and the metal surface was heard outside. He bit his teeth and took a long shot back and slammed it out again. This time he felt the tip of the gun poke into a soft body from the hard gap of the road, and then he heard the sound of a horse slamming down. A thick bloody smell and horse smell mixed together and floated over. He couldn’t think about it, and immediately smashed his rifle again and continued to stab him. . . . . .

The first shock wave of the armored cavalry was repulsed, and before Hells, they took a breather, and the second wave of shocks began again! The Parthians changed their tactics, and the assault cavalry who was fighting in the middle with other units of the Sixth Corps, despite their increasing pressure, sent a large number of light cavalry to the sides of the first battalion to match the armored cavalry. Only the arrow flies in the air to the first battalion. At this time, the newly-created armor before the war played a vital role. Otherwise, if they do not form a turtle array, they will probably fall down.

The sun in the sky silently watched all that happened underneath it: tens of thousands of humans have been killed for a long time on this plain, and the Parthians liked the torrent of the embankment, desperately trying to drown the Romans. The position of the sword and the steel shield are hitting, the long gun is on the hard armor, the arrow is flying, the horse is screaming. . . . . .

Hells didn’t know how long he could stay on the position. The partner next to him had already fallen down and replaced him with a comrade in the back. His one foot was also nailed to the ground and he couldn’t stop. Repeating simple movements, each time a long shot is getting weaker and weaker. The Pattya armored cavalry still pounced on them like the raging waves, and several gaps have appeared in the square.

Suddenly there was a cheer in the Parthians, and Hells heard a terrified voice in his ear: “Our flag! Our flag is down!”

Can not look forward to the situation, busy looking back, but see a figure jumped up, from the flag of the army flag bearer fell to the ground, grabbed the corps of the corps, holding the flag striding to the queue of the first battalion.

“The battalions of the first battalion, the Syrian ruling commanded me here, I am Yakurius, I am with you!” Yakurius firmly voiced the whole line: “From tomorrow, Rome will not Call you the Sixth Army, but the Iron Wall Army!”

“Put the squares! The commander is watching us! We are the iron wall!” The bloody Hers and his comrades rushed together.

The square of the first battalion has become more and more airtight. Every soldier stands as if he had rooted on the ground.

These two hundred and two people became a fortress of granite as the whole army hoped; arrows, knives, and gunshots had no effect on them.

It doesn’t let it stand still.

The two-winged Patty cavalry first began to fully flee, followed by the middle assault squadron, while the front row of Roman soldiers had faintly seen the flash of the Apollinas Army soldier’s gunpoint. . . . . .

The Parthians were defeated. . . . . .

A group of vultures hovered over the battlefield, and the broken bodies lying in the pool of blood filled their greedy eyes. The horses and camels that fell to the ground were bloody, and they looked up and stretched their necks to try to stand up.

A large number of Parthians were captured, and like the armored weapons that piled up next to them, they have now become the spoils of the Roman legion. These captives were forced to take off their clothes, leaving only a pair of close-fitting underwear to conceal them to attract another “vulture” look:

Some daring slave traders have been eager to come to the battlefield, when slaves are the cheapest. They used their skilled eyes to estimate the Pantia men standing in front of a pile of standing. Unfortunately, most of the prisoners were scarred. If they couldn’t buy them and die on the road, they would lose money, so they carefully selected them.

Some soldiers searched for valuables on their bodies. People just wrestled like beasts. Now, they are not even better than the beasts.

Hells didn’t see the scene. At this moment, he was riding in the red Patia, sandwiched between a large team of cavalry and followed by Yakurius.

The battle on the plains had just ended, and the chief centurion announced to the first battalion soldiers that he wanted a group of volunteer warriors to transfer to the horses to chase after the remnants of the Parthians, and Hells immediately signed up. At first, Yakurius saw that he had just wrapped his wounded feet and shook his head until Hells repeatedly stressed that he was a good-looking Kalou tribe, Aro Bulo and Stu, plus Yakurius knew Hull. The eagerness of thinking about meritorious service only reluctantly agreed with his request.

The cavalry of nearly two thousand people were all lightly loaded, and each cavalry had two empty horses to replace. They rushed to kill the broken Parthians all the way, and the Patty cavalry, who had become a frightened bird, did not have a chance to breathe: often just stopped to cook, and the chasing troops of Yakurius arrived. After they fled, the prepared meals just filled the chasing hunger.

After the chasers crossed the Euphrates River and traveled eastward for a long road, the ancient city of Carlisle, a thousand-year-old man, appeared in front of these dusty cavalry. Outside the city, there were a lot of Patty soldiers who had collapsed. They were hesitating whether they wanted to attack the city. When they saw the flag of Yakurius, these Patials immediately lost their courage. In the absence of bows and arrows, the horses were tired. In the case of disappointment, most people chose to surrender.

“Yakurius!” A heroic young Roman warrior took the lead in a city riding a black horse.

“Vinisius!” Yakurius drove the horse straight to the past, and the two men hugged together immediately.

“Yakurius, you are victorious, Pompey will be proud of you!”