Augustus Road

Chapter 25: Reckless Battle (Part 2)

This is a trap set by the cruel goddess of fate. Those fighting on the front lines of the two armies are all the most senior veterans left by Caesar. Many of them are from ordinary soldiers to retained veterans to centurions, enjoying double, Four times or even eight times the pay, retired twice and reinstated twice. The only difference is that Antony's subordinates have the title of centurion, while Octavian's guards are more of the head soldiers, but no matter who this group of people is , the possibility of any enemy trying to kill them on the wild battlefield is basically infinitely close to zero. They are all elites of the "Phoenix" and "Old Fox" level. ,

The only ones who can kill veterans are other veterans.

Now, both sides regard the other as Caesar's traitor, because they have been tempted by high salaries, and are fighting selflessly with the supreme commander's intentional or unintentional incitement and deception.

Since the narrow battlefield was a muddy swamp, the two sides were unable to detour, charge, or even run fast. They could only walk with difficulty and maintain a dense formation "moving closer" to each other, unable to wave their shields. There was no way to throw the javelin, so after shouting like this, he silently approached his opponent face to face, and then stabbed the opponent's vital part with the sword in his hand. Of course, the opponent was also doing the same thing.

On the front line, thousands of Caesar veterans from both armies were silent, stabbing each other with a terrifying silence. In most cases, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of bones and flesh breaking and stirring. Many people even said each other's names and nicknames from time to time. They cursed each other, because they had all been companions who had fought side by side, and those who were killed were often silent and without much pain. He died in battle with his head lowered. Because the people who killed them were first-class elites. A single strike kills him.

The person who killed the person, covered in blood and mud, continued to walk forward with difficulty, making his appearance almost indistinguishable, until he fell down with the same death.

The Skylark Legion and the Tenth Legion were outflanking the swamp with the same difficulty, and they were strangled with the Twelfth Legion and the Forty-second Legion. The Twelfth Legion was led by Chief Centurion Tagus. He withstood the attack of the five legions - the "Mountain Falcon Legion" was also an elite forged through hundreds of battles under Lepidus, and there was no reason to lose to the Skylark Legion, which was famous for its battle in Africa alone. Both sides also lined up four brigades on the front line, forming a dense array. Those in front were injured and died, and reserves came in from behind to fill in. It was a fierce back and forth, and no one could retreat or move forward.

But Pansa's Forty-Second Legion over there was no good. The veterans at the front could still resist for a while, but the new recruits at the rear were useless. When he saw fighting on the front line, he rushed forward. They lack battlefield experience. The biggest characteristic of new recruits is that they are very impulsive when they first go to the battlefield, but they are also easily discouraged. Pansa, who was originally shrewd, shouted to the rear, "Tell the new recruits not to come up to fight, and retreat to the newly built camp. Just have a good formation and be ready to respond.”

But his order did not spread easily. Most of the new recruits rushed up in a chaotic manner, but then they were horrified because they were trapped on the battlefield. Then they saw the mud-covered veterans of the Tenth Army on the opposite side easily infiltrated and blocked the front. When the companions were chopped down one by one, and blood and internal organs flowed everywhere, some people became like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of the altar and could only tremble, while some people began to throw down their weapons and armor and run away.

At this time, Antony's lieutenant Venditis had arrived. He stood on the high embankment and watched the battle, and then ordered: "The Centurion Guards continue to bite Caesar's guard, and the fifth legion bites the mountains. Veterans of the Falcon Legion, the Tenth Legion will make a sudden advance, but don't rush to attack the enemy's new camp on the opposite side, just chase down the group of enemy recruits running around. "

After the order was conveyed, the tenth legion issued a terrifying howl in unison, completely suppressing the formation of the forty-second legion out of the swamp. When they reached the plains, they threw the javelins in their hands like flying stars. The decline was obvious. Pansa's legion was immediately overrun. The veterans of the legion, who could still keep retreating alternately one by one, huffed like a group of frightened spiders and cockroaches, escaping in all directions, while Pansa was hiding among the group of loyal followers. Under protection, head towards Calenus' camp.

At this moment, Kalernus had raised the signal flag to retreat for the third time. More than half of Tagus' men and horses suffered casualties, but they finally managed to retreat. After they quickly entered the camp, Kalernus ordered the rest of the Twelve Legions to retreat. The brigade came out of camp again and forced back the following five legions.

But the fifth legion had no intention of attacking. They quietly changed the direction of the attack, went around the flanks and rear of the Octavian Guards who were still fighting alone in the swamp, and surrounded them all... ...

Avinus refused to retreat until a sword-fighting slave from the other side smashed his helmet with a pickaxe. His forehead was bleeding profusely and his vision was completely blurred. However, he still refused to go down until he was beaten by several people. A veteran was forcibly dragged onto a stretcher, tied up and taken away. One by one, the remaining people behind him sent his stretcher and the guard's flag to the camp of Kallenus.

After noon, the Tenth Legion was still chasing and slaughtering the recruits of the Forty-second Legion throughout the mountains. The fallen corpses were all over the mountains and slopes, and Octavian's guards were silent - all the veterans of the five corps were killed. Death, no one surrendered and asked for mercy - more than 70% of the centurions of Anthony's four brigades were also killed in the battle.

The 12th Legion held the small camp tightly, never abandoning it, and never attacking. It gradually took in many defeated soldiers and wounded soldiers, and persisted until sunset. The 43rd Legion, which was originally responsible for mobilizing the enemy, finally slowly realized that there were only a few battalions assigned by Antony to accompany Hegius on the march.

"Go and rescue our army!" Hegius quickly realized this problem, and then he hurriedly ordered the entire legion to turn around and march in a column, but when crossing the center of the opposing line, he was attacked by Antony's elite cavalry hidden in the camp in advance. The whole army was defeated and lost at least three battalions. Later, with the support of the 6th Legion, they fled back to their own camp.

Octavian, who learned of the defeat, sat there from noon to night, "It's better to collect the bodies and give a speech the next day, otherwise the damage to morale will be even greater." Maecenas beside him finally persuaded this sentence.

"Yes, yes." Caesar's lips were grayish white. "After nightfall, I should go to visit the seriously injured Avinus. He followed me from Lupii." After saying this, Caesar's lips twitched violently, and he finally covered his face and sobbed with regret. (To be continued...)

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