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Then, Sabo understood that the tens of thousands of Helvetii who stayed here, most of whom were Gunilin, already knew that they were destined to die. . But they didn’t seem to have any complaints. Learning to accept the arrangements of the gods was what the Helvetii living in the snowy valley were used to. So Sabo looked into the distance and saw the half-built barbarian camp (originally Gunilin was preparing to form a stronghold to block the pursuit of Caesar's army. They originally hoped to cross the river to the distant migration destination of Britannia. Sitting quietly next to the baggage of the camper, watching the tribal men rushing onto the battlefield, I knew in my heart: Most of these men would never come back. The murderous Roman governor still had a few legions on hand that he had not invested. Come in, then there is no point in us braving stones to cross the boat bridge. Do we have to send all the women and children to other tribes to beg for work? A Gunilin tribe that has lost its male members is destined to perish no matter what!

Seeing this scene, Sabokemus actually had a sore nose. He walked silently to the gunner who was placing huge stone bombs on the wild donkey trebuchet, and stopped the other side from continuing to shoot. The excuse was "Stop bombing randomly. There are only women and children in the camp there, so we still hope that they can be sold at a good price in the camp market. "

Over there, on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Gunilin's group attack like a vicious wave has broken through the first wooden fence. The battle has reached a fever pitch in front of the second wooden fence. Both sides are desperately clashing with each other with swords, spears and shields. During the stabbing, little Hortensius personally held the team flag and stood on the front line of the fighting field to boost morale, while the barbarians also held up the totem of the tribe. Pair of gilded wheel flags. But the flags of both sides were seen waving. Back and forth, the barbarians marched forward to the death, while the twelve legions fought bravely and refused to retreat. The battle situation was very cruel. Many people's sword blades were bent or broken, so they pulled out their daggers to fight. Many people even hugged each other. They rolled around in front of ditches and wooden fences, taking off their helmets and smashing them against each other.

Looking at this scene, Milu, who had served from the time of Sulla until now, could not help but feel anxious and worried. Now a thousand-man brigade was rushing forward. Although it could disrupt the subordinates of the Gunilin people, the opponent There are too many people, and they are definitely not a mob. They may be counterattacked, which may not only destroy the essence of the twelve legions that Lepidus has been running for a long time. You may even lose mountains and valuable equipment, delaying the entire army's plan; no support. But looking at the entire camp at the foot of the mountain, there are only two infantry brigades. Under the attack of several times the Gunilin people, they will not be able to hold out for long. Moreover, you must know that the eighteen cavalry cannons are also there. They will be destroyed or destroyed. The captures were also huge losses, and now we can only count on the following four brigades to catch up as soon as possible to support them.

Milu was muttering back and forth, while Sabo on the other side was relatively calm. He turned his eyes sideways and looked at the position at the foot of the mountain amidst the fireworks and blood mist. It seemed that he was more confident that Lepidah would come to the rescue in time.

Under the scorching sun, Lepidus ran at the front of the queue with the legion's eagle flag. The tassels on the soldiers' helmets swayed with the pace. They crossed the long grass and rushed in directly from the back door of the camp. Between the two groups, When they drew their swords and threw themselves into the front line for reinforcements. When they passed the cavalry artillery position, all the gunners did not look at it at all. Instead, they mechanically loaded, twisted, fired, and reloaded...all the stone bullets or The javelins fell in the middle and rear of the large group of barbarian troops, where the most corpses fell, forming a death isolation zone. However, the following barbarians remained unmoved and continued to move forward to reinforce the troops.

"Why did you even bring the mountain falcon flag! It will be in danger in this battle." Little Hortensius couldn't help shouting when he saw the commander and the eagle flag standing next to him. He did not want the Twelve Legions to lose their flag because they could not withstand the enemy's onslaught. Even for the auxiliary legions, such a result was unacceptable to him, even if he died in battle and entered Hades.

"There are still two brigades in the rear camp. I told them that if the two messengers who will report the victory in the near future have not arrived yet, let the six centurions come in with the final reserve force! So don't worry, Caesar's four legions will come soon." As he spoke, Lepidus lowered his posture suddenly, and a howling barbarian slammed the ax into the metal corner of his shield, and then the barbarian said something. With great force, he kicked the shield with his feet and tried desperately to pull out the ax with his hands. Lepida made a neat sword move horizontally and cut off his ankle. The opponent groaned and fell sideways. Tagu Si stepped forward and stabbed straight into his back, causing blood to spurt out.

"This is not good. All four of our brigades will be annihilated here." Little Hortensius still lacked the courage of the old troops and said hesitantly.

"Don't you think it's inappropriate to say these things that affect morale!" Lepidus shouted sternly, "Which of us standing next to you didn't come out of a battlefield full of dead people? Today the Balantia Mountain Falcon flag will be placed Here, everyone can either turn their backs on it, forget the glory they once had in Lusitania, and run away in shame, or they can defend it, call on the blessing of the God of War, and completely defeat the enemy. "Hearing this, little Hortensio said. Si could only shake his head, and handed the camp flag to the flag officer next to him. Then he took the mountain falcon flag with his own hands and stood up straight in the shadow of the sword.

On the other side, the Gunilin people were completely crazy. They didn't care about the casualties or the ending they were about to face. They just thought that as long as they eliminated the Romans with strange tactics, they would get what they wanted.

But Julius Caesar was destined not to give them this opportunity. On the back of the gentle slope opposite Mount Veii, the eagle flags of the four legions gradually rose, followed by the golden and shiny helmets of the soldiers like countless wheat grains, like waves of black copper and iron clouds, sweeping across the slope. Twenty-four thousand warriors formed a wide front and approached the crossing point rapidly.

When Caesar learned that Lepidus's auxiliary army had bitten the main force of the Gunilin people, he hurriedly offered sacrifices in front of the shrine of Venus, and immediately asked all the generals and soldiers to rush out of the camp, running to reinforce Lepidus in a combat posture, and annihilate the Gunilin people who had not yet crossed the river.

At the front were thousands of cavalrymen from three tribes including the Aedui. They were running at top speed and were extremely anxious, especially the Allobroges. When they learned that the one being attacked by the Gunilins was the legion envoy, Mr. Lepidus, who had come to their tribe earlier, they shouted that he must not die, as they still had a huge debt that needed his help to clear! )