Chapter 313 Sweeping

"Boom..."

A huge flaming stone flew straight towards the Bagauda rebels who were charging towards the Roman army. In the instant of a loud roar, it had already drowned six or seven Bagauda rebels. However, this did not stop the Bagauda rebels.

"Defense! Defense!"

The centurions raised their swords high and shouted. The soldiers hurriedly lined up beside the centurions as they did during normal training, holding their shields forward. The more than 600 people formed a shield wall.

“Boom boom boom…”

The Bagauda rebels rammed the Romans' broad shields frantically, roaring and pushing their shoulders against the shields in front of them, forcing the Romans to retreat or fall to the ground. Years of fighting with the Romans had accumulated valuable experience, which made them realize that it was extremely stupid to attack the Roman shield wall head-on without considering the consequences, so they relied on their absolute numerical advantage and began to slowly surround the shield wall.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

There were people shouting constantly, using shouts to maintain the morale of these new recruits, who relied on the protection of their shields and used their spears to stab the enemies in front of them. Although the Bagauda rebels were poorly equipped, they were also experienced veterans, and they had also learned how to deal with these Roman soldiers who formed a shield wall.

The Roman soldiers thrust their spears out, and they thrust their spears in. This kind of attack caused many Roman soldiers to have various wounds on their faces and heads as they kept dodging. Blood flowed down their foreheads, and the roars and the flashes of swords made everyone involved furious. They all knew that if they didn't kill anyone, they would be the only ones killed.

"The second array! The second array!"

The 900 soldiers in the second row rushed forward quickly, holding javelins and hurling them at the Bagauda rebels who had no shields to block. In an instant, dozens of rebels fell to their knees. The 600 surrounded and the 900 new soldiers formed a brown wall and fought a seesaw battle with the Bagauda rebels.

The Bagauda rebels used axes, maces and other short weapons to grab the Roman shields and beat the Roman soldiers' shield hands with short weapons. This offensive caught these soldiers who were new to the battlefield off guard and they retreated step by step under the fierce offensive of the Bagauda rebels.

"It seems they still need us!" Lujia jumped on his horse, holding a long lance, and came to the front of the cavalry. They were all armored cavalry from the Eastern Empire, but compared to the armored cavalry in their hometown, they lacked a lot of horse armor, and only wore breeches and scale armor. Holding a shield and a short gun, he looked at Lujia.

"The combat effectiveness displayed by the Bagauda rebels is far beyond our imagination." Luga said, carrying the lance on his shoulder, and then said to the cavalrymen in front of him: "No matter how brave they are, like the Spartans in the past, they cannot hide their fatal weakness, that is, they do not have a dense array of heavily armored troops. You know what I mean!" Luga said, nodding and smiling at them.

Looking at Luga's cunning smile, the cavalrymen who understood Luga's meaning smiled at each other. They knew that their role in this battle would be the absolute protagonist.

"What unnecessary inspiring nonsense! All I want to say is, have fun!" Luga said, riding his horse and jogging away with his lance, followed closely by five hundred cavalrymen with lances on their shoulders.

"Charge! Don't stop! Otherwise, you will die!" Luga reminded the cavalrymen behind him while running: "Attack, impact, trample, use our momentum to overwhelm them, don't hesitate, there is only one thought in your mind, that is to move forward, forward, forward!"

"roar!"

The soldiers roared and poured down like a torrent. They divided into two groups, attacked from both flanks of the infantry, and rushed straight into the dense formation of the Bagauda rebels.

"Cavalry! Cavalry! Cavalry!"

The Bagauda rebels were terrified by the sight of the Roman cavalry approaching like a tide. They screamed and fled in all directions. The spontaneous offensive was instantly broken up by the cavalry.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!"

The war horses galloped, constantly knocking down the rebels in front of them, and those who fell were doomed to die. They had no way to stand up and could only die tragically under the horses' hooves.

"Run, run, run!" I don't know who gave the order, but at that moment all the Bagauda rebels present received the order. They turned around at the same time and started to flee frantically.

"Unable to withstand a single blow" is a very suitable description for the Bagauda rebels who were attacked by the cavalry. This also surprised Luca, because he thought that the Bagauda rebels could at least hold on and rely on the absolute advantage in numbers to stabilize their position and counterattack. However, with just one attack, the Bagauda rebels were scattered. It is hard to imagine how spectacular the scene was when these 5,000 people fled, just like the migrating buffaloes in Africa, which stunned everyone including Luca, and even forgot how to cheer and celebrate this sudden victory.

The cavalry wanted to pursue, but the covering archers of the Bagauda blocked their way. Now Luga could only watch the Bagauda rebels getting farther and farther away from him.

"Just like that, you won?"

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Luca looked at the lance in his hand, which was only stained with a little blood. It didn't even drink the blood of the enemy. The battle ended with the retreat of the Bagaudas. Everything seemed like a dream. He turned around and found that he was not the only one who was surprised. All the soldiers were stunned. Although they were bleeding, it was obvious that the battle had just begun and it was over.

"Long live!"

Someone cheered loudly, finally breaking the silence. A single stone stirs up a thousand waves, and behind that cheer came a whole group of cheers, the sound resounding through the sky, instantly inspiring everyone present, whether cavalry or infantry, they all cheered and celebrated their first victory.

"It's incredible." Amid the cheers, only Luka didn't come back to his senses, but he had to admit that the Jagdpan rebels had indeed escaped far away. He lowered his head and wiped the blood off the tip of the gun with his sleeve, muttering, "This can still be used."

The Bagauda rebels collapsed at the first blow, and such a great victory would surely excite both the border guards and patrol troops present. They didn't care whether this was a conspiracy of the Bagauda rebels, but what they cared about was that Luga would make the enemy flee as soon as he showed up.

(End of this chapter)