Augustus Road

Celest's local legion, at about the fourth sentry at night, just as the sun rose, the African sun always came to this world earlier than other places in the world, about 5,000 soldiers stopped about three Roman miles away from Suato City, backed by a hill and facing a stream - Celest was indeed very familiar with the geography of this place. Then about 4,000 soldiers, under the command of the commander and envoy, dug a temporary small camp, ready to approach and rescue the city from the enemy.

Six hundred allied cavalrymen, mostly Libyans, wore bronze helmets, held spears and shields, and formed a double row to block the flat ground in front of the water source. In front of them was a panoramic view of the city of Suato, which was surrounded by deserts. "Fortunately, the gods bless Rome, no, bless me, Celeste - from here, the city's towers and walls are intact." Celeste pointed his whip at the opposite side in front of all the cavalrymen, "Look, the enemy's formation on the other side of the city is mostly intact. The enemy's rear infantry battalion and siege equipment are still far behind. "Then, Celeste looked at a hill further east of the camp, where the Hitius cavalry was stationed and arrayed, facing each other from a distance, and felt more at ease. At the third hour of the morning (about nine o'clock in the morning), a trumpet sounded. Celeste led the team personally. He put all the cavalry in the center. The infantry had three battalions each, lined up in dense columns on both wings, with some Libyan light infantry in between. With this arrangement, Celeste believed that even if the enemy attacked from anywhere, it would be enough to leave it to the infantry to deal with, and he could lead the cavalry in the center and rush over at the first speed of the battle. At this time, fireworks for communication were also raised on the top of Suato's city wall.

"Speed ​​up." Celeste sincerely felt that the distance from the small camp to Suato City was a bit long.

The sound of horse hooves gradually became more rapid, and the infantry on both sides also raised their shields and ran breathlessly, with the smoke and dust under their feet getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly, a shrill trumpet sounded, and the enemy cavalry rushed over from the siege positions on both sides of the city, waving their javelins. Barefoot, "Sure enough, it's the Mauritanian cavalry. This group of people has joined the Pompey party again."

"Ho ho ho!" Celeste's infantry skillfully changed their formation, from a column to a narrow horizontal column, half-knelt down, and used shields and javelins in their hands to move out horizontally, like two long arms, approaching the galloping Mauritanian cavalry, "All cavalry, ignore the enemy's entanglement, rush to the Suato city gate." Celeste said, and the trumpeter beside him blew the trumpet as hard as he could, and the flag bearer raised the flag high, and all the Libyan cavalry rumbled and accelerated their horses.

Amidst the exclamations, Celeste's cavalrymen pointed alertly to the right side of their own ranks. In an endless bush that stretched only to the mountains in the north, dust suddenly flew up, and many gray doves screamed and circled. Then, they saw blurry figures of centaurs approaching them rapidly. "Stop, stop." Celeste wondered what the hell that was, until those figures suddenly straightened up and ran one by one in sight. They were all black-skinned Moorish warriors wearing double-eared fur hats or animal fur hats, holding small shields and swords in their hands, and rows of javelins behind them. They walked barefoot and ran fast in a wide horizontal column, running faster than a colt, and they were about to run in front of them.

"Use the flags and tell the right wing to change formation and face the enemy head-on!"

But before Celeste's men could react, the Getulians on that front line shouted in unison like thunder in the ringing of the bells, and like a flock of black crows, they flexibly turned to attack the small camp behind Celeste.

At this time, the trenches surrounding the small camp had not been dug neatly, but seeing the enemy coming, the four remaining battalions immediately took out their weapons and lined up in the direction of the enemy's attack, ready to block this group of lightly armed guys outside the camp. However, behind this group of black warriors, many cavalrymen suddenly stood up. They said "standing up" because they were all running by the reins or tails of their horses just now. At the moment of contact with the enemy, they jumped onto the horse's back like lightning, shouting and bravely charging at the Romans' not yet neat formation.

Before the leading flag bearer could see what was going on, he was pierced by three javelins, and the flag of the brigade fell down. Then there was a violent and brutal collision. Many of Celeste's soldiers were knocked backwards by their horses into the trenches they had just dug. Soon the formation became chaotic. At this time, Getulia's foot warriors approached densely, threw a second wave of javelins, and then drew their swords and slashed. Celeste saw that the small camp in the rear was lost, and he turned around with 600 Libyan auxiliary cavalry in a hurry, with swords flashing, trying to repel the enemy's attack, but at this time, the Mauritanian cavalry who rushed head-on also poured into the gap in his central front and took the opportunity to disrupt his infantry.

At this time, the entire camp to the gates of Suyato was filled with cavalry melee. Rabinus's Mauritanian cavalry was equipped with saddles this time and hung bales of hay on them. They were thrown into Celeste's small camp - soon the wooden fence and tower were burning, and the military slaves guarding the baggage and luggage inside were crying and running around.

After the melee, the envoy Celeste lost control of the troops on all sides and could only take his personal cavalry, abandoned the camp, and fled towards the garrison location where Hittius was located.

At this time, Hitius was surrounded by drums and trumpets - in the hurricane-like dust, there was also a large wave of enemy cavalry, rapidly approaching his position from the south, "Don't panic, you are all coming from here." From Numidia to Africa, those who have emerged from the disputes and battles between various chief kingdoms are more stoic than the thorny balls in the desert. Some of their little tricks cannot be hidden from us. They cling to the hills, all The light infantry came out and formed a formation on the outside, holding the slings and daggers in their hands, and all the cavalry held still to save the strength of their mounts." Hittius kept calling for orders and repeating these orders.

In the formation, the infantry of the Hitius Party, no, it can only be said to be dismounted soldiers, ran to the front of the formation one after another, tied their hats in the strong wind, half-knelt on the hot ground, and quickly shook their hands. The sling was aimed at the enemy cavalry coming like a sea wave. (To be continued...)

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