Augustus Road

However, amidst the shock of the enemy's attack, the soldiers of Leo's Legion were not in disarray, but the servants around Leo began to panic. They no longer stood in front of the flag, but packed up the boxes and treasures. cargo, moving towards the back of the camp and running away.

Leo turned around and shouted, "Stay where you are, or I will hurt you earlier than the enemy."

This sentence had an effect on most of the people who were afraid, but there was still a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, holding a box and hurriedly retreated behind the flag.

This boy was loved very much by both Lepidus and his son. Moreover, the reason why he acted like this was mainly because he hoped to protect his master's property from the enemy's attack. However, he had obviously violated the military order, and Leo finally endured it. Unable to hold back, he still made up his mind, "Flacus, execute him!" So in full view of everyone, Flaccus, the chief centurion of the Lius Legion, jumped out and directly grabbed the boy's hair. He cut his throat with a sword, then swung the sword blade, cut off his head, held it in his hand, and walked to Leo.

"Hang it on the spear tip of the flag." Leo turned his head slightly and gave the order.

Soon, the bloody head of the high priest and his son's favorite boy was hung on the high flag. At that time, the entire retinue and guards were silent, silently holding up their shields, spears and bugles, and lined up. The strict formation, facing the continuous shooting of spears and arrows, was as solid as a rock, motionless, and not even a cough or shout could be heard.

Afterwards, the Chinese army's line was stabilized again. All the Aetolian cavalry were killed and wounded during the charge. Synesis was seriously injured and fell off his horse. He was snatched back by his entourage and fellow villagers, but all the cavalry mounts were killed in the battle. The battle was wounded, and the losses on both sides were extremely heavy. Several legions of Brutus began to retreat slowly, while Leo's central army also stayed in place and did not pursue.

suddenly. The three or four legions on Leo's left wing also launched scorpion crossbows and cavalry cannons, and launched a fierce attack from the flanks on Brutus's retreating formation.

This time. The formation of Brutus' subordinates was disrupted in an instant, "Don't forget your ideals, stabilize your position, and don't be afraid of the enemy!" But this cry was in the retreating waves. Seems so poor and weak.

"Is it time to engage in pursuit, Lord Carlenus?" Leo asked quickly.

Carlenus looked at the enemy's retreating formation. After about three to five minutes, he nodded and pointed to the location where the left wing of Brutus's army joined the center. "Their left wing is entangled with our right wing, making it difficult to retreat quickly." Come down, but Brutus's army has already fled towards the city of Athens, and the gap among them is already very large - let our cavalry charge over and tear them apart completely! "

Leo shouted. "Raise the assault signal King Numa's flag!"

All the buglers and boys acted quickly, pulled out the flags, ran to the highest point and raised them. Then the buglers lined up in a row and blew the trumpets deafeningly.

"Oh oh oh!" When all the cavalry saw and heard this signal, they each raised their brigade's flag, the tongue of fire flag, and the fish-dragon flag imitated from the Sarmatians and Dacians. With the whistling sound of the wind wheel, after getting a short rest, it once again struck unstoppably into the battlefield that Kallenus had pointed to previously.

Assault troops of cavalry and light infantry. It stirred up smoke and sand like a long dragon and python, and got into the space between Brutus's defeated army and Calataphemius' left wing, causing them to be scattered and divided so that they could not care about each other. "Divide all the emblems into two sides. One side faces the enemy's cavalry, and the other side faces the enemy's right wing!" The brave Calataphemius showed no fear in the chaos, jumped off his mount, and threw down the Helmet, holding up the sword, walked up to the face and shouted to everyone. "Brothers, I will stay here on the enemy's right wing, at the forefront. Unless each of you returns safely to the city of Athens, I will never retreat, because my hometown is here, and all my fellow villagers are here. Look at me, Calataphemius, on the battlements. For the sake of this name, I will never leave today and abandon my comrades."

"feri, feri!" At this time, the 10th and 15th legions had already rushed forward in darkness. Amidst the sound of whistles, they held their shields and swords mechanically, or lost their swords, and began to chop down the hesitant and fearful ones. The enemy lost his fighting spirit, Calatafermius drew his sword to defend himself, and shouted that I am the commander, I am - the soldiers of the two legions were stunned for a while, and then swarmed towards Calatafer. Mius slashed and stabbed. Without a helmet, he soon fell into a pool of blood, but he continued to struggle to get up and shouted "Long live Athens", but was then killed by a Dalmatian who was galloping towards him. The cavalryman used an ax to slice open the head completely and fell straight to the ground.

Despite the brave behavior of Calatafermius, the two outflanked legions still failed to escape the fate of most of them being annihilated, and less than one-tenth of them managed to escape into the city.

And Brutus's first legion, which was supposed to go out of the city to fight, saw this miserable scene, and actually hid behind the city walls, not daring to do anything!

When Leo's legions shouted long live and raised their flags and weapons to celebrate their victory, the city of Athens was full of wounded soldiers, corpses and helpless slaves everywhere outside the range of the towers. In front of him, Brutus looked at the defeated soldiers all over the street, his eyes straightened.

"Can't the gap caused by manpower and financial resources be made up by faith and courage? Are the teachings of the ancient sages really wrong?"

Brutus then looked up and saw the road leading to the Acropolis, which was full of despair and anger. Horace, Virgil and others were waiting for him there, so he wrapped the scar on his wrist with rags, held the hilt of his sword, and slowly walked over.

At this moment, under the city of Euripides, all the siege troops had made all the meticulous preparations for the attack. The soldiers were behind the masts and curtains, holding the siege equipment, licking their cracked lips, watching the slowly setting sun, and looking back from time to time, waiting for the cloaks in Sabo's camp to rise, symbolizing the signal for a decisive battle.

But Sabo was still patient. He was not in his own camp at all, but in the Golden Eagle tent of the chief high priest, where the high priest was receiving two people, one was Otacilius who had just rushed over from Nicomedia, and the other was Eulabella with a shaved head.

"Indeed, if Athens can really be saved from disaster, I can consider taking gentle measures immediately to end the last war. This war should not be so tragic. You, the messenger, agree, right?" Lepidus sat upright in an armchair and finally nodded, issuing this order. (~^~)