Augustus Road

Under the charge of the Oven Cavalry, no one could stop it. At this time, a most bizarre scene appeared on the entire battlefield, but it was also the most common in ancient times: the Roman right wing defeated the Parthian left wing, and In turn, the opponent's right wing also defeated the Cyrene legion on Lepidus' left wing. Their front was disintegrating. Finally, the Parthian oven cavalry accidentally broke into the middle of the Romans on Mount Lamiei.

But in three aspects, due to the bad weather and communication barriers, everyone was fighting in the dark night and fog without distinction. Apart from the enemy in front of them, they had no idea what was happening in other directions. When General Nasica tried to regroup his left-wing army, he was shot by a stray arrow, and then his left wrist was cut by the Vibicinas. He could only drop his flag seal, blend into the defeated army and flee, Lepidus' elite soldiers were deeply wedged Entering between the Parthian left wing and the northern army, Dusonville looked at the corpses on the ground, and then asked the commander-in-chief for instructions, "In this situation, we have defeated the enemy's left wing and completely driven them off the battlefield. , so what’s next?”

Yes, what should we do next? Should we rotate the front to defeat Herold's right wing, or should we take the opportunity to defeat Mentis' northern army from behind? Lepidus, under the eagle mark, was riding on a horse, surrounded by groaning and crawling corpses. He looked at the thick fog, hesitated for a moment, and said to Sabo, "Mentes is nothing to be afraid of, and I guess Antony will also launch a diversionary attack against him with the 4th and 7th legions, and we will turn to attack Herod's right wing and kill him. The predetermined communication signal is three bugles. Go. Get in touch with Faobinas in the general direction. I will go to Herod's baggage camp with Dusonville's cavalry."

In the thick fog, Sabo Kemus gritted his teeth and rode at the front. The bugler behind him kept resting on the saddle, took out the strips of the linen skirt deck, wiped the copper trumpet, and then moved forward. . The entire team consisted of hundreds of auxiliary infantry armed with javelins and bows, advancing rapidly towards Mount Lamie. The visibility was now getting worse and worse. Sabo wandered around based on his memory until he heard the sudden coming and going. There was the sound of fighting, and then I saw the shadows of rows of people and horses shaking in the fog. There were sounds of Persian and Arabic everywhere, and they seemed to be heading in the direction of Lamiyi. Sabo's back muscles stood up. He knew that this was probably Herod attacking his left wing, and he had already penetrated deeply. Now parallel to him happens to be the Parthian's subsequent cavalry! "We can't let these people discover it." Sabo was knocked down in the heavy fog, and the copper horn in the hands of the trumpeter behind him - he was also preparing to blow the liaison horn. Then he silently asked the team to move towards Mount Ramii with the Parthians...

The location of Herod's camp was finally detected by Lepidus' wolves. After they took a short rest (the Parthian camp's security forces had no major reaction at all in such a thick fog) , the main force was also taken away by Herod), and reorganized the charging formation. Lepidus understood: now is the critical moment. Only if he robbed Herod's baggage camp can he save his own situation. Only a fool would do that now. Go back and save anyone.

"General Dusonville, you led eight hundred cavalry to ambush on the north side of their camp. When you saw their camp being burned, it was the signal for battle."

At this time, it was already the first sentry moment. The light infantry in the front row quietly moved over, cut down the long fence beside the camp, and threw it into the ditch. Then, amid the sound of horse hooves and howling, more than a thousand cavalry came. They rushed into the Parthian king's camp and trampled and cut down everyone they saw, whether they were guardsmen, royal women, or servants and eunuchs. The dead and wounded covered the camp, oil lamps and curtains collapsed and ignited fires. Some of the baggage and money were also looted, and the shrill horns and screams gradually moved towards the north: the people who escaped from the camp instinctively moved closer to the front line where their monarch was. As a result, in the dark night, rows of arrows flew in, knocking many people over in the ditch next to the camp. Dusonville's ambush troops rushed over from the pre-arranged location, killing the people who fled in all directions.

Similarly, the iron-tower-like Oven Cavalry has also rushed towards the Roman camp on the top of Mount Lamie. The Aesios in the meantime are in a mess. Most of them are the reserve force of the legion and have not accumulated enough experience in regular combat. But when they saw that the opponent was covered in armor, like oven cavalry rushing towards fortresses, their instinct told them that they could only choose to avoid it, or even abandon the camp and baggage.

"Don't leave it here. Otherwise, if the enemy can't kill you, I will kill everyone. Insert the legion's logo at the main entrance of the camp. I still have an infantry brigade left on hand, which is enough to deal with it!" In the camp, there was a crowd full of people. The little Roman officer with a scarred face, wearing the gold chain of the chief centurion, stood in front of everyone with his sword horizontally, and stabbed to death two military slaves who were about to escape. "Well, you have also seen these two The position is over, everyone stand behind the wooden fence. Yes, line up and grab the scorpion crossbow and bellows cannon. You are all lucky today because you met the left-behind officer, I, Haibrida, everyone. None of them will die."

"Azema, Azema!" The oven cavalry shouted this call one after another, and quickly rode their armored horses, unstoppable, rolling close to the camp. Just as they were about to dismount and break into the main gate of the Roman camp, they were fiercely shot by scorpion crossbows. Hebrida waved his sword and told the Exios to use the available slings and bows and arrows, and shoot all the ammunition. The Roman centurions and decapitations took the lead and shouted the battle call to confront the Parthians. In the strong wind, waves of stones and arrows flew out, and the soldiers' ears were the fierce sound of collision with the armor, just like the sound of sesame in a pottery jar. "Will those armored monsters be afraid of these shots?" This is what all the soldiers are most concerned about and worried about.

At this time, the large Roman tower protruding between the wooden fences suddenly flipped out its cover plate on the wall four and a half Roman feet above the ground, and then a number of copper pipes stretched out, followed by a "thunder" rising from the ground, and the flying fire, interlaced, turned the upper bodies of several oven cavalrymen who were climbing up along the sharp stakes of the trench into a blooming red lotus, "Shoot!" Seeing the armored cavalrymen who had nowhere to hide in the firelight, relying on the cover of the wooden fences and earthen ramparts, the Exio archers became bolder, stood up one after another, and shot arrows like pouring water. An armored cavalryman with fire all over his body, his heavy face armor and breast armor, in the high temperature, became one with his own body, and the scorching smoke came out from the gaps in the armor on all sides. The arrows of the Exio people kept piercing his body, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell back on the sharp stakes in the trench, and soon turned into an iron pillar torch... (To be continued...)