Chapter 362 Barbarian Attack

"They're back, they're back!" At dusk, listening to the rutting of wheels and looking at the mighty team, the messenger soldiers rushed to tell each other, and Luka led the way and slowly walked into the camp that was still under construction.

"A great harvest also means greater hatred." Luca murmured, his voice was so soft that only he could understand it.

He walked past all the eager and surprised eyes without any intention of responding. He watched Kelly's back disappear from his sight. "You will regret it!" The implication of this sentence was obvious, forcing Luca to maintain his vigilance under his unbridled appearance.

The Saxons would retaliate, at least in the near future, but Luca had no idea what means they would use.

It was getting dark soon, but the city defense did not stop there. They built a foundation with soil and stone, occupied the high ground, flattened it, and built a temporary side wall nearby.

After a busy day, Luga was a little tired, but in the darkness before his eyes, he felt that there were too many crises lurking.

The soldiers lit torches and kept alert. There was no other sound except the chirping of insects or the rustling of leaves in the forest when the breeze blew through it, but it was like thunder to Luka. The sound was too loud and affected his judgment.

I kept my eyes wide open the entire night until the sun peeked out from the east, and then the whole world became bright.

"Look, what is that?"

At sunrise, a soldier pointed his finger not far away. Everyone looked at the soldier's finger and saw a large number of barbarian troops gathered on the low ground not far away. It was a huge black mass, and the huge "trampling" sound reached the ears of everyone present before they took a step.

"Here, here!" The soldiers' exclamations came from all around, and Lujia hurriedly looked around, only to see that there were troops everywhere, a black mass, their infantry formations, and a large number of javelin throwers were quickly heading towards the barracks. Their numbers were so large that everyone present could understand that they were about to face a rain of javelins like raindrops.

"Defense! Defense!"

Faced with such a large battle, the soldiers became panicked, and the centurions kept shouting at the soldiers to steady themselves.

"Archers! Archers!"

At this time, Luca knew that he had to maintain his courage as a commander. He shouted to the soldiers, wearing scale armor and holding bows and arrows, and formed a semicircle.

"Shoot them, shoot them!"

The commanding officer could no longer hold his temper. He shouted desperately, asking the archers to raise their bows above their heads.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

The rain of arrows covered all directions and fell into the hands of the approaching Saxon javelins. People were constantly shot and fell, but this did not stop their pace at all. They encouraged each other, used the small round shields as protection, and continued to advance. Even though there were corpses lying all over the road, it seemed that the Saxons were determined to drive Luca into the sea. This felt terrible, Luca thought so, after all, he had experienced this feeling.

"If we can stop their javelins, we will definitely be able to stop their attacks!" Luga kept shouting, and the soldiers gathered around him.

"Luga, what should we do?" Andrew asked Luga.

"Disperse, disperse, and find all the cover you can use!"

By the time the Saxon harpooneers were already in position at the range, it was too late.

"Defend against the tortoise shell formation! Defend against the tortoise shell formation!"

Luga shouted loudly, but it was too late. He felt the whole sky darken in an instant, and he hurriedly raised his shield above his head.

“Da da da…”

Countless javelins fell from the sky. The penetrating power of the javelins could directly break through the shields in the hands of the infantry. The sharp spear tips fell and pierced through the shield in Luga's hand. The tip of the javelin was less than a few centimeters away from his face.

Some soldiers were unlucky and the sharp spear tips pierced not only their shields but also their arms.

Screams were heard everywhere, and many soldiers fell to their knees due to the excruciating pain. However, a second wave of javelins soon fell and knocked them down, and they could never get up again.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Luga shouted again and again, trying to stabilize the already shaken morale of the army.

During this time, archers kept getting up and drawing their bows and arrows to fight back at the Saxons who were slowly approaching from below, risking being hit by javelins. But not everyone was lucky, and many were hit and fell. Blood flowed from their chests and necks, and they fell to the ground and struggled, but to no avail, and the bright red blood soon dyed the ground beneath them red.

"The Romans are no better than this. Attack! Attack! Attack!"

The Saxon commander Kelly Sean saw that his javelin throwers had beaten the Romans so badly that they could not even raise their heads. He then used his infantry to attack and annihilate the Romans completely. After all, except for the coastal areas, the Romans had been surrounded.

Under his command, the Saxon soldiers set out.

"Thump, thump, thump..." Only the heavy footsteps could be heard coming from three sides.

"They're coming! They're coming!"

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Marenius kept talking beside Luca, and he hurriedly urged Luca: "Think of a solution quickly, we can't just sit there and wait for them to attack."

"brush!"

Luga suddenly drew out the iron sword and pressed it against the ground. He swung the sword and cut off the javelin on the shield, then slowly stood up and started.

"Let one of the field regiments follow me!" Luca called to Marenius and said, "Let the other field regiments defend on three sides as units."

"What are you going to do?" Marenius asked Luca.

"Attack! Attack is the best defense!" Luca weighed the iron sword in his hand and shouted to the Roman soldiers beside him: "Pick up your weapons. The Saxons don't know how powerful we are. They want to defeat us with the javelins they rely on for survival, but they are wrong. We are the real strong ones. We are invincible!"

“Hoo! Hoo!”

The soldiers were inspired by Luca's words. They raised their arms and shouted, trying to dispel the fear of death and blood in their own inspiring way.

"Come on, let them taste our power, come on, come on!!!" Luga roared and hit the shield with his iron sword!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers pointed their swords at the slowly approaching Saxons below and roared, they held up their shields and waited for the Saxons to slowly approach.

The Saxons would not be frightened by the roar of the Romans. They were barbarians, and barbarians were warlike and bloodthirsty. How could they be frightened by the threats of civilized people?

The Saxon soldiers holding iron axes charged first, roaring and waving their terrifying axes. Even the strongest armor could not stop them. They charged quickly with strange roars, using huge round shields to block the arrows shot by the Roman archers, getting closer and closer.

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!"

The soldiers were on both sides of Luca, they held their shields and spears, and pointed their sharp spears directly at the Saxons who were rushing towards them.

(End of this chapter)