Augustus Road

"You'd better do something, or I won't let my standard bearer die in vain!" The chief centurion of the Tenth Legion supported the dying standard bearer and shouted at Sabo, who was sweating and mumbling, braving the whistling stones and half-kneeling to organize the volley. If this wheeled crossbow is a fake decoration, then I must avenge the standard bearer and kill these harmful gunners first. .

Sabo in the gorge held up a folding ruler, first pointed at the opposite hillside, the position of the barbarian sheep skull, and then briefly instructed all the pale-faced gunners. After a humming sound, a row of javelins flew straight out, piercing the sheep skull flag of the Boyi people flatly, and with broken limbs and shield pieces, nailed the Boyi chief on horseback to the hillside behind more than a dozen Roman rulers.

The chief was instantly killed by "lightning" at a short distance, and the tribal totem was destroyed. The Boyi people no longer had the courage to fight. They began to collapse and flee along the hillside, ignoring the insults and shouts of the women and children in the car camp, and fled to a farther distance.

Sabo then turned the direction of the remaining cavalry cannons and aimed at the huge car camp of the Boyi people.

"Let them surrender." Lepidus, who led the follow-up troops to surround the Boii camp, ordered the envoy, "Otherwise I will break their camp in a quarter of an hour and sell everyone into slavery."

But about a quarter of a quarter later, the envoy's head was wrapped in a dog's tail and thrown out of the camp, rolling in front of Lepidus and Labinus.

Then the envoy's body was lifted high by the screaming Boii women with a wooden pole and placed at the conspicuous entrance of the camp. "They said. The ancestors of the Boii stipulated that they could only accept the surrender of the enemy, not themselves. Since the men have shamefully fled, let them fulfill the oath of their ancestors." Sabo and Milu, who knew Celtic, intermittently translated the women's shouting to Lepidus and Labinus.

"Time is precious, Lord Lepidus, break through here as soon as possible, and then rush to Mount Tihon. The destruction of the Helvetii will begin today." Labinus' tone was surprisingly cold. On the battlefield, there is no mercy. For commanders, there is only qualified and unqualified, and there is absolutely no distinction between cruelty and kindness. Lepidus certainly understands this.

So he raised his hand to Sabo expressionlessly.

The six cavalry cannons were concentrated fire, first using hardened heavy javelins, and then round stone bullets, bombarding the front section of the chariot camp continuously until all the stick throwers and light crossbows on them were broken, and all the vehicles were burned or collapsed. The hideous gap appeared behind the smoke, and Labinus looked up at the setting sun. It was already dusk, so he asked the flag bearer to raise the mountain falcon flag of attack.

About a moment later, the entire Boii was destroyed. Most of the more than 20,000 women and children in the camp were killed. The remaining thousands of people no longer had the courage to disobey and were tied up with ropes by the military slaves and pulled out. Many soldiers held the looted property and ran outside the camp to vomit, partly because of fatigue and partly because of the bloody killing.

"I am the granddaughter of Orgiacos, the previous generation of Helvetii. I just came out to see my enemy killed for the last time." Two soldiers took the secondary stretcher out of the camp in the smoke and burning. On it lay a teenage girl with long eyelashes and freckles. Her chest was covered with blood, her face was pale, and her body gradually stiffened due to blood loss. She held a dagger in her hand. She struggled to raise her neck, looked at Lepidus and Labinus, reported her glorious lintel, and then her head tilted and died.

It seems that this royal daughter was left behind in a place that was mistakenly believed to be safe, and ended up like this. Lepidus was silent for a while, got off the horse, and closed her half-open eyelids with his hands. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he met Adiana in the palace of Karabi eight years ago, but this girl was obviously not as lucky as Adiana.

"I have to remind you that this is not a time for mourning. The funeral she deserves will be after the entire battle is over. Our Little Tree Hill is just a part of this war. Now take your soldiers and equipment and continue to advance." After saying that, Labinus let out a yo-ho and rode ahead. Time is still very tight now.

"The front team, raise torches and prepare to march at night; the rear team, collect the weapons in the camp, and escort these barbarians to the foot of Xiaoshu Hill. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy." The centurion's whistle sounded again. Although they felt tired and hungry after a day of continuous fighting, the soldiers also understood that as long as they could hold on today and not slack off, the days ahead would be much better. So everyone cheered up, encouraged each other, and moved towards the next goal.

As a result, in the twilight, a team came out of the diagonal valley, almost startling Labinus, who thought they were ambushed by the barbarians. When they saw the shining golden bull flag on the other side, Labinus and Lepidus realized that this was the 11th Legion of Apis. They seemed to be in a semi-starved state, and it seemed that they had been tossed around in the previous roaming operations, but they were in good spirits. According to the report of the leading centurions to the acting commander-in-chief: after they noticed that there were many fierce battles here, Commander Apis thought that the governor and the Helvetii might have a decisive battle, so they immediately moved towards this side. On the way, they encountered some hard battles, mainly small groups of barbarians running around. When Labinus asked where Apis was, he was told that he was in the rear, with the first battalion of the 11th Legion. Labinus hummed. He knew Apis. This was not cowardice, but his cautious fighting style. The commander always liked to command troops in the rear or on the right wing.

"Your 11th Legion and the 12th Legion, under my command, go and attack the Helvetii together." This was Labinus' order.

At this time, at the foot of Mount Tihon, the Gallic barbarians' battle line was riddled with holes. After the 10th Legion was exhausted and turned to rest in place, the 7th and 8th Legions launched a pursuit of them, stepping on the mountains of corpses and blood, and drove the Helvetii barbarians all over the mountains and valleys. Most of these barbarians lost their weapons and shields, and could only fight and retreat half-naked. They were crowded and pushed by the Romans to a hill one and a half Roman miles away from Mount Tihon, where their chariot camp was located.

The 15,000 Turinites on the flanks attacked the flanks of the two Roman legions as they languished under the slings and javelins flying from the chariot camp. Caesar acted decisively and ordered Crassus's auxiliary cavalry and the reserve Ninth Legion to rush down the mountain immediately - the Seventh and Eighth Legions continued to chase and attack the scattered barbarian main force, while the Ninth Legion, with their backs to them, engaged the newly appeared Turinites. The battle line was suddenly divided into two sides, and they fought simultaneously. )