Chapter 265 Conquer

The sudden attack caught the Vandals hiding behind the defense line off guard. Similarly, after rushing to the front, Anlasis and his Roman soldiers could see their faces clearly. Most of them were civilians who were temporarily recruited. Of course, most of them were not Vandals. They had not received professional training, so they were stunned in the face of the murderous Roman soldiers wielding iron swords.

Just like cutting grass, being distracted is a fatal mistake. Facing the sword, they gave up resistance, or had no intention of resistance at all. The result of such distraction was that they fell under the sword of the Roman soldiers without understanding what was going on.

As long as they saw blood, the primitive fear of death in their hearts would be revealed. Fear was like an electric current that stimulated the temporary archers to wake up. They were probably only trained in drawing bows and arrows, and had no experience in close combat, let alone the psychological pressure of iron and blood on the battlefield. They collapsed and wanted to escape at all costs.

“Come back! Come back!”

The military governor in charge of supervision looked at the defeated archers. Even if he drew his iron sword and yelled at them, he could not shake their inner desire to survive and their fear of war and their desire to escape. Soon, the military governor was drowned in the torrent of escape. That section of the defense line was occupied by the Romans. Anlasis led the soldiers behind him across the defense line and finally saw what kind of situation was behind this simple defense line.

Because of the explosion of the boiling oil barrel, there were scorched earth of all sizes everywhere, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and nameless corpses were scattered on the ground. The defeated Vandals ran away, but this did not calm Anlasis down, because a large group of Vandal melee soldiers were ruthlessly pushing down the mentally defeated deserters with shields and rushing towards them aggressively.

"Field Army!"

Anlasis raised the flag in his hand high in the air, waving it to attract the attention of everyone around him and shouted loudly: "Face the enemy in a dense formation!"

“Tap, tap, tap…”

Soon, more than a hundred soldiers holding shields and spears stood in four rows in front of Anrasis, facing the slowly approaching Vandals. They had no idea how many people there were in the Vandal counterattack force, but they knew that there was a dark mass in front of them.

"I hope you haven't grown weak-legged from the long ride, my dear girls!"

Anrasis held the dragon head flag in one hand and pulled out the iron sword in the other hand and held it tightly in his hand. At this time, he did not forget to tease his soldiers.

"The Vandals are not like the guys in the East who ride camels. Their fighting style is very different from that of the Orientals. Don't fall into a passive position in the battle, because if you do, the sharp axes in their hands will rip you open without mercy!" Although it was so cruel, if it were heard by ordinary people, they would have turned pale. However, on the contrary, Anlasis actually showed a satisfied smile on his face, a smile that was ferocious and cruel. "Even if they are so cruel, are we kind people?"

"Hahaha!"

Led by Anrasis, the ferocity quickly infected everyone present like a horrible virus. They laughed together, slapping their shields and pointing at the oncoming Vandals.

"Come on girls!"

"I'll kill you, I promise!"

"Come on, cut me down, you damn bastard!"

The soldiers cursed angrily, discarding the "civilized" hat they always called themselves. If they advance towards us, then we will also advance towards them. No one needs to be afraid of anyone. Who is stronger will be decided in the contest of iron and blood! "General, General Anrache has broken through the Vandal's defense line." The messenger reported the results of the battle on the front line to Luca. Because there was no telescope, even if his eyesight was good, Luca still couldn't see what kind of situation Anrache was at the other end of the defense line. He nodded slightly and said to the messenger: "Notify old General Areobinders that he can bring a large army ashore and meet General Anrache. The Vandals actually sent out their navy in full force, which naturally means they want to fight us on the sea. On land, Gaiseric will definitely not resist with all his strength!"

"What if they just did that?"

When Luga was explaining things to the messenger, these words suddenly came out from behind him and shut him up.

"Who on earth is trying to sabotage me?" Luga, who hadn't experienced such embarrassment for a long time, naturally turned around angrily. He wanted to see who had the guts to interrupt him here and openly question his deployment.

"Oh, Sebastianus, you old man!" Luca saw his face clearly and couldn't help but sigh. This old man who made people feel uneasy, Luca could think of him just by moving his toes. This time he didn't let him down. Although he was full of dissatisfaction, he was helpless. Seeing Sebastianus looking at him with a smile, he took a deep breath and felt a little calmer after exhaling. "Tell me, sir, what do you see about this battle?"

"Oh, thank you, thank you, little Luke!"

Sebastianus smiled and slowly walked to Luca's side. Perhaps because the ship was too bumpy, he had to hold on to the railing. Looking at the Vandal defense line with shouts of killing, the old man's face was solemn. He was probably worried about the reckless Lord Anlasis.

"Mr. Luca."

After thinking for a moment, Sebastianus slowly said, "If you were asked to defend Carthage, what would you do in the face of such a fierce enemy?"

"Of course we should defend the city!" Luca said without hesitation, "Deploy the main force in the city, and deploy mercenaries and cannon fodder outside. As long as we can weaken the enemy's forces, we will be more confident in defending the city."

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"Then, sir, if the enemy annihilates our landing troops in large numbers and we are unable to land due to unnecessary losses, then sir, can we still attack the city?"

Sebastianus' question made Luca silent for a moment. He had not considered this question. Although he was sure that Gaiseric would not make a desperate move, he was not Gaiseric. How could he understand what Gaiseric was thinking at this moment? If Gaiseric made a desperate counterattack as Mr. Sebastianus said, then Luca could only look at the Carthaginian city from the sky and would be helpless. It would also put Lord Anlasis, who had already entered the defense line, in a very dangerous situation.

"Your Excellency is absolutely right!" Luca had to rethink the current situation, because the war had begun and every step had to be taken very carefully.

"Sir!" After thinking for a moment, Luca raised his head, pointed directly at Carthage, and said to the old man Sebastianus: "I plan to mobilize warships equipped with siege weapons and more than 2,000 troops to attack Carthage, but it will not be a real attack, but a feint. Use stones and oil barrels to make Gaiseric think that his city is under attack, and he will naturally let his garrison return to the city and keep his troops still. In this way, we can at least make sufficient plans for the landing legion!"

This revised plan finally won the approval of Mr. Sebastianus. He nodded repeatedly and urged, "Why don't you hurry up? The soldiers on the front line can't hold out for long!"

(End of this chapter)