Augustus Road

He divided the legionary cavalry and the Thracian cavalry into two wings, led by Secundus and Claudius respectively, to block the two sides of the hill and prevent foreign reinforcements. Then Luculas dismounted and walked to the front of the team. Carapis and Kelly followed behind him and gave a brief order: "Four teams, rush forward regardless of everything. Don't fight with shields and javelins, only bring short swords, and fight hand-to-hand with those barbarian heavy cavalry. Don't be afraid of them. The heavy armor wrapped all over their bodies is just their cage!" After speaking, Luculas raised the short sword in his hand and rushed to the front of the team. Under his encouragement, everyone struggled to climb up the hill.

At that time, Luculas was already 45 years old, but when he ran, his legs and feet were still flexible, not inferior to those of a middle-aged man, which made Carapis who followed behind him admire him very much.

Finally, Luculas was the first to rush into the camp of the Armenian heavy cavalry. He personally pulled down a heavy cavalryman of the King of Kings from the saddle. The heavy armored man who was caught off guard fell to the ground and could not get up again. Luculas then stabbed the sharp sword into the gap of the opponent's throat armor, and the blood splashed his cloak more gorgeously.

The rest of the Roman soldiers and Thracian mercenaries rushed up one after another. The Roman soldiers used short swords to cut the thighs and shins of the heavy guards, and the terrifying Thracians were even more powerful. They directly waved "Romphia" and harvested countless heads.

There were deadly battles of men and horses everywhere, and shaking bodies. Carabis hid in fear. "Damn Carabis, don't forget your position and responsibilities." Kelly, who was holding a shield to block the arrows for the commander and the master, cursed, "Running around will make you die faster." Carabis tried to calm down, also holding a shield, and slowly approached Kelly and Luculas.

After a chaotic battle, the Armenian guards cavalry was defeated. The spears in their hands were simply a decoration in close combat and were extremely clumsy. They quickly abandoned their positions and trampled on the infantry who came to support them. At this point, the commanding heights of the Hequ Hills were occupied by Luculas. The Romans looked down and saw that the plains opposite were full of Armenia's fragile and huge baggage troops, as soft and delicious as a big cake.

"Brothers, if we charge down again, we will win completely!" Luculas shouted. He could see Tegrenis's chariot in the distance!

And Tegrenis obviously saw him and his army. He panicked and made a random gesture: "All the troops on the front line retreat and protect my chariot - Charnus of the Kingdom of Godini, lead the army to defeat the Romans who occupied the hills."

These two contradictory orders completely put the entire army in a disaster. All the Armenian soldiers on the front line hurriedly retreated, while the troops behind were still pushing forward without knowing it. More than 100,000 people entered a state of disorder, and were crushed on both sides by the Roman legions with an absolute disadvantage in numbers. More people were trampled to death than those who were killed.

But despite this, Luculas saw that the enemy infantry under the hill, which had been disrupted by the Royal Guards cavalry, bravely gathered again and launched a fierce counterattack against the hill he had just occupied. The archers were at the forefront. When they reached the right distance, they half-knelt on the ground and threw arrows in their hands. The legionnaires who had originally carried shields and javelins on their backs immediately put their shields in front of their bodies, and the arrows all pierced the shields. But many Thracians were not so lucky. They screamed and fell down in rows.

"Carabis, my son!" Luculas suddenly pressed down the dazed Carabis's head, and then an arrow swished through his hair and firmly pierced Kelly's shield behind him.

Carabis felt warm in his heart.

Following the archers were the Syrian mercenaries, who were wearing full Greek armor and approached closely. At this time, the Roman centurion blew the whistle, and the soldiers stood on the slope, looking down from above, and first threw out the light javelins in their hands. These hunting spears flew over the heads of the Syrian mercenaries and knocked over a large number of archers and light infantry behind them. Then the soldiers threw out the heavy javelins in their hands, which were aimed at the Syrian mercenaries. These people raised their shields to block, but this was exactly what the Romans wanted - the head of the heavy javelin was a movable tip. When the Syrian mercenary's shield blocked it, the tail of the javelin wedged into the shield automatically broke, and the weight attached to it made the shield in the Syrian mercenary's hand a burden that could not move freely.

"Long live!" Then the Roman soldiers drew their swords, and the Thracian mercenaries raised their light sickles and began a short assault, hacking and killing those Syrians who lost their shields. There were limbs falling everywhere. After a while, the Syrian army collapsed, and Luculas's troops took the opportunity to kill into the Armenian logistics baggage team and slaughtered those who had no protection.

"It's over, it's over..." Tegrenis was shocked and incoherent when he saw the miserable state of the army that was completely out of control.

At this time, the messenger came panting and furious: "All of Godini's troops have left the battlefield again, leaving our flanks and rear to the Romans!"

"Charnus, I will never forgive you this time!" Tegranis roared, while his back was ashen and shed tears. He suddenly made a move that surprised everyone present and took off his precious jewels. The crown was handed into the hands of his son Tegre, "My child, I was wrong. I failed Missaro, Metdorus, and you, all the people who really care about this country. I don't deserve to have this crown anymore." Now I will give it to you, and you will leave the battlefield immediately, and do not let the heir and the crown fall into the hands of Luculas and achieve his great fame. "

Little Tegre also hugged his father, crying and saying that he really did not dare to accept such a sacred thing, and that he was willing to serve as queen in exchange for his father's escape.

In this way, the entire Armenian army began to collapse. In just half a day, the guards officers around the King of Kings begged loudly: Please leave the king as soon as possible, because there are people fleeing all around.

Tegrenis looked up to the sky and sighed, then jumped out of the carriage, changed to a mare, and under the protection of several followers, began to blend into the crowd and leave the battlefield.

Little Tegre did not stay too long. He handed over his father's crown to one of his closest slaves for safekeeping, then jumped into a chariot and escaped quietly along another road.

Adiana, who had watched the entire battle on the tower, walked down with both surprise and contemplation.

At dusk, the Romans achieved their most glorious victory. On the outskirts of Tegreseta, the Armenian troops, slain, captured, and trampled on each other, reached, according to Luculas' report to the Senate, As much as 150,000!

The Romans, on the other hand, only killed five centurions and less than a few hundred people, and their losses were negligible.

Calabis stood on the high tower where Tegranis commanded the army. He saw that around the golden carriage of the King of Kings, the piles of dead bodies formed a hill, and around the place that protruded from the middle of the plain. Looking at it, there were more corpses, human, mules and horses. Even the wind blowing in the evening carried a strong fishy smell.

"Is Armenia over?" This was the question in Karabis's mind at that time. Suddenly, he heard the neighing of men and horses in his ears. A man suddenly jumped up from the pile of corpses and stabbed a legionary cavalry who was picking up trophies with his sword. After passing his horse, he ran wildly with a skin bag on his back!

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