Chapter 365 Melee

"They are coming up, they are coming up!" the archers shouted loudly, and they ran back behind the infantry holding their arrows.

"Go ahead and let them feel our anger!"

Kevin Sean smiled strangely as he watched the Saxon cavalry approaching the Roman army. His smile was cold and ferocious, revealing a bit of complacency. As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of infantrymen could no longer suppress their growing desire to fight. They heard the tacit consent to fight from their leader's words. They roared, broke away from the army, and rushed towards the Roman army on the hillside.

"Defense! Defense!"

The centurion was not listening to his command. The infantrymen were ready for battle. Although everyone was sweating, they kept repeating "Come on, come on!"

“Boom…”

The heavy sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and Luca felt the ground beneath his feet was shaking.

"Don't be afraid, don't panic, hold on! Fight!"

"boom!"

At this moment, a warhorse leaped up from below and flew straight into the air. The soldiers looked up and widened their eyes in surprise. This was too crazy, such a fast speed. The warhorse blocked the slowly setting sun, and the rider on it roared, but soon it turned into a scream, and he was separated from the horse's back.

“Here it comes, here it comes!”

The soldiers cried out in surprise and saw the warhorse falling from the air and hitting the shield wall formed by the soldiers below.

"boom!"

The flesh collided with several shields. No one could withstand the crushing of an entire warhorse, and in an instant a gap was created in the formation by the warhorse.

No one could rescue these soldiers who were trapped under their horses, because the next large number of cavalrymen had already rushed to the high ground. They held spears in both hands, roared, and charged straight towards the army formation.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The impact force brought by each collision was like ripples on the shield wall built by the Romans.

When the two armies came into contact, screams even drowned out the roar of the fight, and many Saxon cavalrymen were thrown off their horses and landed on the "shield wall" or in the Roman army. Their fate was imaginable. The pain of being thrown out and hit made them unable to struggle. They could only watch several unfamiliar faces appear in the blood-red sky. Their eyes were red and murderous, and they roared like wild beasts, holding spears in both hands and shouting "Kill, kill, kill!" with their wide mouths. The sharp spears pointed directly at the barbarians who were unable to struggle and spitting blood.

During the collision, many tortured Roman soldiers wailed and fell to the ground, their bones were dislocated, and the pain made them unable to hold on any longer. They fell to the ground and curled up, and the horses' hooves trampled on them wantonly, leaving behind unrecognizable corpses or even meat paste.

"Steady! Steady!"

Under the charge of the growing number of Saxon cavalry, the soldiers in the first array retreated step by step. The soldiers behind them pushed forward and supported the soldiers in the front row to stabilize the formation. The Saxon cavalry was forced to stop and lost its power.

"Push! Push these barbarians on horseback!" The Saxon cavalry lost their ferocity after their charge was blocked. They knew that if they stopped in front of the infantry, they would be doomed.

The Roman soldiers took the opportunity to work together, using their spears to stab the Saxon cavalry and using their shields to push them forward. The Saxon cavalry were not equipped with shields and were powerless against the Roman infantry's spears.

With screams, they were knocked off their horses one after another. The cavalry, having lost their mobility, also lost their combat effectiveness.

"Forward! Forward!"

With the sound of whistles, the Roman soldiers advanced step by step. Seeing the Saxons' tactic of trying to tear the Roman formation apart with cavalry being shattered. The Roman soldiers' formation gradually became chaotic, and they began to switch from defense to offense. Before everyone had time to be happy, the barbarian's unique roar sounded from behind the Saxon cavalry.

“Oh no!”

Hearing such a roar, Luca's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked the centurions to blow the whistle and let all the soldiers on the scene retreat and re-form the defense line. But it was too late. The attacking soldiers had no time to react. From the chaotic herd of horses, the Saxon soldiers with battle axes rushed out.

Faced with the battle axes that could tear through armor, the infantry of both sides collided with each other. In close combat, the advantages and disadvantages of spears and battle axes were obvious. Soon the Roman spearmen fell into a disadvantage. Under the desperate slashing of the Saxon infantry, these soldiers who had no ability to resist fell one after another.

"Form a line! Form a line!"

The centurions blew their whistles and ordered the soldiers to reorganize their formation.

"This is not a solution. Let's fight head-on!" Luca said, drawing his iron sword, picking up the Labran flag and going to the front of the center of the army. He ordered the soldiers behind him loudly: "The troops in the second formation should be replaced by the first formation. Don't retreat, and don't hesitate."

At this time, the soldiers behind him had begun to rotate. They gathered around the Labran flag again, formed four rows, and beat their shields towards the oncoming Saxon soldiers.

"General, you shouldn't be here!" Andrew was too worried about Luca's safety, so he stepped forward and grabbed Luca's wolfskin cape, trying to drag him back into the army.

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"That's enough, Andrew!" Luca pushed Andrew away and said, "That's enough, Andrew. If I don't lead the legion now, we will be driven into the sea!"

He used so much force that even a strong man like Andrew fell to the ground.

"But you can't get into trouble!" Andrew yelled at Luca.

"That depends on God's arrangement!" Luca said to Andrew. He straightened his wolfskin cape, smiled at Andrew, and then said, "Let's face the enemy together. This is the only way now!"

Marenius stepped forward, pulled Andrew up, and then came to Luca's side.

"General." At this time, Marenius, who had been silent beside Luca, spoke up. He said, "It is my honor to fight with you..."

"That's enough!" Luca interrupted Marenius. "Let's save these flatteries for later." Luca turned around, raised his sword above his head, and shouted loudly: "Attack the formation! Drive them away!"

At this time, the sunset had completely set, and everything became hazy except for the dim light looming on the western horizon, but the Spada iron swords and spears, as well as the silver chain mail on the soldiers were so real.

"Attack! Attack!"

Under Luca's command, the soldiers in the second array drew their javelins, put them on their shoulders, and rushed towards the Saxon infantry who were rushing towards them.

(End of this chapter)