Rome Must Fall

Boima, who had lived with Gennaro day and night for four years and even ate and slept with him sometimes, made a "hissing" sound as if he was understanding, and then it increased its running speed again, while he still felt stable on the horse's back, thanks to the heavy cavalry training that had never been interrupted in the past four years.

Unfortunately, since the troops were dispatched, in accordance with the order of King Maximus, their heavy cavalry had been hidden, and now it was finally time for them to show their power!

Like other teammates, Gennaro put down the spear he was carrying in the thunderous hoofbeats, leaned forward, grasped the reins with his left hand, grasped the spear handle with his right hand, clamped the back end of the spear shaft with his arm and armpit, and the long spear head stretched out from the left side above the horse's neck, steadily aiming at the enemy in front.

...Eight meters...Seven meters...Six meters...Five meters...Four meters...Three meters...

"Bang!" With a loud sound, Gennaro accurately stabbed the enemy's shield in front of him with the spear head, just like thousands of times in training before.

The warhorse + Gennaro + a full set of armor weighs more than a thousand pounds. After running at full speed, the amazing kinetic energy generated was transmitted to the big shield through the spear. Postumus immediately felt a strong and unparalleled force gushing over him. Even though he had half-crouched and stood firmly on the ground, even though his teammates behind him supported his waist and back and gave him strength support, it didn't work at all.

He screamed and was pushed out involuntarily, hitting his teammates behind him, but still couldn't offset this powerful momentum, but instead brought them all to the ground.

Caesar firmly believed in the combat effectiveness of these soldiers who had followed him for many years, and at the same time, in order to have sufficient reserve forces for himself, so that he could have more fresh forces to rotate in the long-term battle with such a powerful enemy as the Nix army, so as to win the final victory, he sent the most elite soldiers to the front-line array, but the thickness was only four rows.

Therefore, Gennaro's charge caused a small gap in the shield array in front of him.

Forces interact with each other.

When this powerful force knocked Postumus away, it also bounced back at the same time. However, the heavy cavalry spear specially made by the Nix Weapon Workshop was made of thin and brittle apple wood. It broke instantly because it could not withstand the violent impact, so this strong force was not fully transmitted to Gennaro.

Gennaro, who had been prepared, quickly stabilized his body and pulled out another weapon from the saddle - a long-handled iron hammer.

The iron hammer has an iron hammer shaft more than one meter long, the hammer head is oval, and there are thorns attached to it, and the total weight is more than three pounds.

When Grano picked up the iron hammer, the warhorse under his crotch had already rushed into the gap, and then there was a scream from under him, that was the horse's hoof stepping on the fallen enemy.

Grano stared at the ground nervously, carefully controlling the warhorse to prevent the warhorse from tripping, because he had heard the wailing of the horse next to him.

Perhaps because the Nix heavy cavalry charged too fast, the Roman heavy infantry was caught off guard, so Gennaro successfully penetrated the first line of the Roman army without being blocked.

But Gennaro had no time to breathe and relax, because the second line of Roman formation was not far ahead, and he had studied it beforehand.

The time for the real test has come! ... Gennaro was a little nervous, but more excited after breaking through the enemy formation. He squeezed his legs hard on the horse's belly and shouted, "Freya (warhorse name), come on, it's up to you!"

The warhorse responded with "hiss, hi" again, then lowered its long neck and continued to rush forward.

Gennaro also leaned forward, pressed his entire upper body against the horse's back, and at the same time held the iron handle on Gaoqiao's saddle with his left hand to prevent himself from being hit hard and falling off the horse, because he saw the enemies in front of him making throwing movements.

With roars, hundreds of javelins flew out. At such a close distance, few of them missed. They either stabbed the horses or hit the riders. There were screams and neighs of horses. However, unless the horses and riders were fatally injured and unable to move forward, they would continue to charge with the help of thick armor after strict training.

A javelin hit Gennaro's helmet squarely, causing him to dizzy and almost fall off the horse.

When he finally regained his riding position, the enemy was in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and kicked the horse's belly with his heels. The spurs on his boots immediately pierced into the horse's flesh.

The pain stimulated the horse, making it rush wildly in the face of the shield wall.

At the same time, Gennaro endured the headache, stood up, swung the iron hammer in his hand, and hit the Roman soldiers behind the big shield.

Just as the Roman soldier dodged subconsciously, the warhorse had already hit him, like a boulder hitting the water, and the two Roman soldiers who collided with it were splashed out, knocking down many comrades behind them.

The warhorse crushed into the enemy formation and rushed forward.

Gennaro, who was violently bumped, tightly grasped the saddle handle with his left hand, and kept swinging the hammer with his hand, hitting the enemies who tried to surround him...

The short tens of seconds seemed as long as a quarter... Finally, the warhorse stopped neighing, and the speed returned to normal. There was a bright and green grass in front.

I killed through the second line of the Roman army! ... Gennaro's heart rose with an indescribable joy, but when he looked around, he found that only a few dozen comrades were intact.

Nearly three-quarters of his comrades fell into the enemy formation... When Gennaro saw a horse without a rider rushing out of the enemy formation and looking back from time to time to cry, his heart was gloomy.

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Postumus struggled to get up from the ground. He was lucky not to be trampled by the warhorse, but his back hurt a lot. Something wet was stuck in his left eye, and his vision was blurred.

He reached out and wiped it, and found that it was a white paste with a pungent fishy smell.

This is brain matter! ... Postumus, who had killed countless people on the battlefield, was startled and looked around subconsciously: the originally tightly arranged army formation had disappeared, and teammates were lying all over the ground, bleeding and wailing...

Postumus staggered a few steps and wanted to help a soldier who was struggling to get up with his bleeding stomach, and the sound of horse hooves rang again.

He looked back blankly, and saw another row of steel cavalry rushing quickly.

"Bang!" He had no time to dodge and was hit hard again. He flew out like a rag bag and fell heavily to the ground, completely losing consciousness...

The second row of Nix heavy cavalry passed through the gap without any loss, holding spears and charging at the second line of Roman army.

No mistake!

The Roman soldiers in the second line had just been hit by the heavy cavalry, and the formation had become disordered. There was no time to reorganize the formation. The Nix heavy cavalry rushed past like a hurricane. After a scream, there were few people left standing.

Seeing this, the neighboring second-line Roman soldiers rushed from both sides under the leadership of the team officers, trying to block the gap.

However, the third row of Nix heavy cavalry once again rushed towards the Roman soldiers who had rushed over and had no time to form a battle array like a roaring mountain torrent...

When the two armies had already engaged in a full-scale battle, the three hundred Nix heavy cavalry also completed the charge, and forcibly opened a gap of nearly 100 meters in the densely packed army array in the middle of the Romans, leaving behind a field of wailing.

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“Report…Father! Our heavy cavalry charge has opened a gap in the Roman army! Captain Akego has led the first brigade of soldiers to rush through the gap and advance into its depth!”

Gandricusi was so excited that he danced with joy, and took the opportunity to put forward his own suggestions: “I think at this critical moment we should send all the Fifth Legion as a reserve, concentrate all our efforts to press forward, and defeat the Romans in the middle in one go, so that we can win the entire battle!”

Maximus had readily approved Gandricusi’s request to observe the effect of the Nix heavy cavalry charge up close. Now, after hearing his son’s words, although he frowned slightly, he did not respond, but looked at Pequot.

If an ordinary staff officer had made such a suggestion rashly on such an important occasion, Pecot would have reprimanded him severely, but Gandlicusi had a special status after all, so he tried to explain in a gentle tone: "The gap in the enemy's formation is only a hundred meters wide, which is still too narrow for a legion. If we all press forward, the personnel will be too dense, and it will be difficult to exert the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, wasting manpower in vain, so we can't do this. But-"

Pecot changed the subject: "Our heavy cavalry attack was so smooth, creating such a good opportunity, we can't miss it. My idea is... Let the first, second, and third battalions of the Fifth Legion follow behind the Akguo Battalion, protect their rear and flanks, and provide them with support at any time.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth battalions are at the gap Line up and wait. Once the attack in front goes smoothly, these three battalions can attack the enemy's flanks from both sides of the gap... I think the enemy's center will inevitably collapse at that time."

Pecte's next words were obviously for Maximus to hear. Maximus pondered for a moment and said, "We don't know what kind of arrangement is behind the center of the Roman army, but Caesar is so smart that he can't fight us without reserves. I'm afraid there will be another fierce battle next. It depends on the performance of the armored soldiers... Well, just give the order according to your idea just now."

"Yes, my king."

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According to Caesar's pre-war order, the first, second, and third battalions of the 13th Legion were used as reserves and lined up behind the center of the army.