Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

This time the Roman Legion was completely murderous, and no prisoners were needed.

Anyone who dared to rush in front of the Roman legions would be torn apart in an instant.

Polo whistled the whistle that only his white clothes had.

"Shift change!"

It is different from the refueling tactics on the opposite side.

After resisting a wave of attacks from the opponent, the Roman legion will change shifts.

The soldiers in the first row will automatically go backwards, pass through the human wall, and go to the end to become the last row in order to recover their physical strength.

Soldiers in the second platoon can immediately enter a new battle.

Typical multi-stage attack tactics!

So that the entire legion has maintained a strong combat effectiveness.

Soon there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood piled up in front of the Roman legion.

Legionnaires suffered few casualties.

The Roman legions crushed the Gaul tribes institutionally and tactically.

"Master Legion, the opponent has been attacking needlessly!"

Tribune Rex watched from behind Brian.

"This is the difference between civilization and system! Everyone in Gaul obviously has a better physique, but with the same strength, they will definitely not be opponents of the legion!"

Brian sat on his horse and watched the battle ahead.

The current Gaul is a tribal civilization, and most people are in the barbarian period.

In the face of Rome's system and system, basically only have to be beaten.

But in the later period of the Western Roman Empire, these barbarians gradually mastered the Roman system and system.

Relying on the unique physical advantages of the Gauls, the Roman Legion no longer maintained an advantage over them, but was at a disadvantage.

"That's right! Rex, how many people do you think they should have!"

Brian suddenly turned his head to look at Rex behind him.

"Master Legion, according to my judgment, there are at least 20,000 of them!"

Brian glanced at the north, then said seriously.

Although the opponent has 20,000 people, the legion has only 5,000 people.

But in the narrow terrain of the Red River Valley, the Roman legion is like a plug here.

Although the opponent has a huge advantage in numbers, it cannot be deployed.

You can only invest hundreds of people at a time to fight hand-to-hand with the Roman legion.

As a result of hand-to-hand combat, often hundreds of lives cannot be exchanged for the life of a Roman soldier.

The combination of the large shield and the Roman dagger almost explodes all weapons.

"Then we can end the battle before noon!"

"In another 10 minutes, order the second brigade to replace the first brigade!"

Over time, the Roman soldiers in the 1st Battalion will inevitably become exhausted, and the casualty rate will definitely increase by then.

Therefore, substitutions can also be made between teams.

It's different from Brian's laid-back, poised attitude.

Towers on the opposite side has completely fallen into chaos at this moment.

The wizard chattered beside him.

"Master Tails! There is still time to evacuate, otherwise, according to God's guidance, we will all die here forever!"

At the same time, a Gallic warrior came running from the front.

"Lord Tails! We have already killed nearly 2,000 people, and we haven't broken a single formation of the other side yet!"

Hearing this, Tails was furious instantly, grabbed the warrior by the neck, and lifted him up.

"what?"

At the cost of the lives of 2,000 warriors, no single formation of the opponent has been defeated.

The formation placed on the front line usually refers to the young soldiers in the Roman legion, and there are about 120 to 180 people.

But after paying a high price, they still haven't broken through the opponent's 1 formation.

This completely shattered Tails' dream of annihilating a Roman legion.

As long as he uses the 20,000 people in his hands to annihilate the Roman legion on the opposite side, capture or kill their legion leader.

If he can become famous in one battle, the next tribal leader must be a sure thing on the bench.

"You must be lazy, greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Tails, with a strong hand, directly strangled the Gallic warrior to death.

Tails has the title of the tribe's first warrior, and he is extremely confident in his personal understanding.

He didn't believe that his warriors couldn't break through the shield wall of the Roman legion.

"Call everyone to charge with me!"

…

And the side of Rome.

The 2nd Brigade has just replaced, and the 1st Brigade is ahead.

Covered in blood, Polo returned to Brian's side.

"It's really cool, I've never killed so much!"

In the battle just now, Polo killed at least 30 Gallic warriors.

"I said old Rex, have you seen clearly from behind? How many people are there!"

While wiping the blood off his body, Polo didn't forget to tease Rex beside him. A pair of blood-stained left hands pressed on Rex's plate armor.

"There are about 15,000 to 6,000 people on the other side! Wait a minute, what are they going to do?"

A large group of people suddenly appeared in front of the Roman legion.

They swarmed, people crowded, people leaned on each other, shoulder to shoulder, back to back.

The width of the entire Red River Valley can only accommodate hundreds of people charging at the same time.

But now, thousands of people flocked all at once, and stampede incidents occurred from time to time, and those who fell would be trampled to death alive.

"Is the commander on the other side an idiot?"

The corners of Brian's lips curled up slightly and he said jokingly.

In this narrow field, facing the Roman legion, the best way is to evacuate as soon as possible, and fight the Roman legion in an open area.

No matter how bad it is, we must concentrate our superior forces to see if we can penetrate the shield wall of the Roman legion.

And this idiot commander used so many troops in such a narrow terrain.

His troops can't be used at all.

Kill yourself.

"Order to replace all young soldiers with reserve soldiers! Advance across the board!"

Reserve soldiers not only have rich combat experience, but also have much better equipment than young soldiers, and the main weapons in their hands are large shields and short spears.

"Don't squeeze me!"

"Your knife hit my ass!"

"Which idiot stabbed me!"

A large number of Gallic warriors squeezed together, swearing at each other.

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