Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

The two armies gradually approached.

Gaius Durac waved and ordered the archers to throw.

swipe

Countless flying arrows shot towards Babius's army like a rain of swords.

Babius waved his hand.

All the soldiers lifted up the large curved shields and placed them on top of their heads.

Gaius Durrat discovered a problem, the opponent did not have auxiliary arms at all.

There are only 10 brigades, and there are no other auxiliary brigades.

what happened

According to intelligence, Babius is a rare general.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a mediocrity!

Although the combat effectiveness of auxiliary arms is limited, it shows that every Roman legionary commander attaches great importance to it.

Cavalry can quickly maneuver 22, while archers can only harass each other.

But the other party did not.

It seems that today this task is much easier than imagined.

Subsequently, Gaius Durrat gave the order to charge.

Plath, who was standing beside him, was not to be outdone, and directed his army forward.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is less than 100 degrees.

Babius also ordered his legion to charge.

Soon, nearly 15,000 men from the three corps collided.

The strength of the two sides is similar, and they both use the tortoise shell tactics of the curved and generous shield.

Into a state of anxiety.

Both sides come and go, but few people die.

Gaius Durat and Plath stood behind the two legion commanders.

Seeing that the battle was not as overwhelming as they imagined.

"This Babius is quite capable! Under such circumstances, his defense line has not yet collapsed!"

Plath sighed aside.

His Seventh Legion has always regarded itself as the elite of Rome.

The same is true.

He has been fighting pirates for a long time, and his army is extremely fierce.

It can be said to be the most fierce legion among all light armored legions.

The battle lasted about 15 minutes, and both sides had already suffered obvious casualties.

"Do you want to keep playing?"

Plath looked at Gaius beside him and said.

Gaius Dulat has always been known as a fox.

He is resourceful and cunning at the same time.

From the very beginning, the two of them put all their territory and two legions into it, while the other party still had three new recruit legions that hadn't been there yet, and they were still fighting, so they just watched the battle from the sidelines.

Even a fool can see that there is a problem here.

No matter who it is, at this moment they have to order the three recruits to press on.

Surround the opponent with an absolute numerical advantage.

At that time, even if the seventh and eleventh legions can win, it will be a miserable victory.

Even halfway through the battle, the two legion commanders had to order to withdraw from the battle.

However, the commander on the opposite side seemed to be mentally retarded, and he didn't order all the legions to be charged.

Even if those are recruits, relying on the superiority of their numbers, the front and rear flank attacks are enough to inflict heavy damage on the two legions.

"While the other three legions have not moved, let's defeat this ace legion!"

Plath also knows very well that if all the opponent's legions are all pressed, they will be very passive.

Now it is to order the legions of the two meanings to extend and semi-encircle the other side.

And even though the two are both legion commanders, Plath respects Gaius Durat even more.

"Order the soldiers to wrap it up for them!" 830 thought for a long time, and Gaius still ordered the army to semi-surround the opponent.

After all, their legion has already suffered more casualties than a brigade.

The opponent's casualties are also between 2 and 3 brigades.

Now is the time to take down the opponent in one go.

"Order the troops to retreat!"

Babius watched the Roman soldiers on both sides of the opponent press forward.

Knowing that the opponent had been tricked, he ordered the soldiers to retreat.

A burst of cadenced Italian cornets. The one standing in the last row directly delivered the heavy curved square shield and threw it on the ground, then fled backwards.

Followed by row 2 and row 3.

Until the first row, they also lost the large curved shield and turned to run away.

"A mob!"

Plath laughed and said, even drew out the Roman dagger and rushed to the upper floor himself.