Chapter 464 Broken

"Order the soldiers to shrink the line, lure the Romans in deeper, and then outflank them!" Gaiseric still refused to give up. He was very strong-willed and would not allow himself to retreat in such a slightly declining situation. This would not only deal a blow to his reputation, but would also severely damage his authority in Africa and other places.

He thought far ahead, and clearly understood that although this battle was unpredictable and full of twists and turns, the ultimate meaning at the moment was that he couldn't lose! "For my son, Huneric, I can't lose!" Gaiseric gritted his teeth, clenched his right fist, and clasped it hard on his chest. He was so strong that when he released his fist, four deep nail marks were imprinted on the palm of his hand.

"My king, the soldiers are beginning to waver. Should we continue to fight or retreat?" The impatient Vandal noble officer began to panic, and he even stuttered. This was not surprising. After all, there were Romans everywhere. Although their numbers were not as many as his own, their morale was extremely high. They broke through one side of the defense and were constantly connecting with the Alans trapped in the middle. If this group of Alans went out, who knows when they would give another fatal blow under the difficult situation of the Vandal army. Everyone was worried. They acted panicky, and sweat kept flowing out of their palms. They were so wet that they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands.

"They are wavering, but that doesn't mean they are completely defeated." Gaiseric said, constantly grinding the hilt of the sword in his hand, "They are still capable of resisting. I firmly believe that at least I need to get rid of the guy who disturbed the morale of the army!"

After saying that, Gaiseric suddenly pulled out the iron sword and stabbed it into the noble's stomach when he was not paying attention. The Vandal noble was stunned by the iron sword stuck in his abdomen. He never thought that the unstable factor that Gaiseric wanted to eliminate was actually himself.

"laugh!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Gaiseric drew out his iron sword and dashed to the noble's back before he fell down. He then fiercely stabbed him in the back, and then the bloody and flesh-stained blade pierced through the man's chest. The poor guy didn't even let out a dying howl from beginning to end, but his ferocious expression of pain and confusion shocked the noble officers around him.

"Damn it!" Gaiseric cursed and pulled out his iron sword. The blood gushing out from the back of the Vandal noble dyed one of Gaiseric's legs red, but Gaiseric, who was always particular, didn't care.

"Go, let the soldiers continue to fight!" Gaiseric's voice was not loud, but the gloomy tone frightened the other Vandal nobles, and they couldn't help but shudder. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded quickly, then hurriedly left the scene and greeted the soldiers below.

After a while, four trumpeters stood in the center of the Vandal army, facing four different directions, which were the four shield walls of the army. Each of them took a deep breath and then blew the trumpet vigorously.

For a moment, long trumpet sounds resounded throughout the entire battlefield, one after another, shaking the ears of every soldier present.

"Don't be confused, reorganize the troops and continue to resist! Continue to resist!" The officers led their soldiers to retreat continuously without forgetting to convey orders to them.

"It seems that Gaiseric is not going to give up!" Diego, who understood the horn, stepped forward and patted Luca's shoulder to attract the latter's attention. "I have never seen Gaiseric fight so desperately. Luca, he will become very dangerous. We must respond flexibly while ensuring the physical strength of the soldiers!"

"It's just a desperate struggle, Diego!" Luca turned around, "But we have no way to retreat."

After saying this, Luca jumped on his horse and shouted to Diego and the Alan nobles behind him: "I once fought against Gaiseric outside the city of Palermo. Thank God for giving me and my soldiers the bravery to defeat the enemy with all our strength. At that time, I regretted that I could not be tougher when I was tied up, and watched him sail away from me. Although he escaped in a mess and did not look like a king at all, as you can see, he made a comeback! At that time, I secretly swore that if I met him again, I would never let him escape from my hands again! Thank God for giving me this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you, the loyal allies of the Romans. It is an honor for me, Auris Flavius ​​Luca, the captain of the soldiers under Augustus of the Western Division of Rome, to fight side by side with you here!" After saying this, Luca bowed his head and saluted, which stunned Diego and the nobles behind him. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.

When Luca left, the nobles came to their senses and raised their fists and shouted loudly: "Luca! Luca!"

Luca rode his horse forward, with the soldiers behind him following closely. When he was close to the breakthrough, he jumped off his horse and landed on the ground, drew his iron sword, and led the Romans and Alans forward together.

"Sergeant! Our Sergeant!"

The Roman soldiers who discovered Luca pointed at him and shouted in surprise. Seeing the captain of the corps personally coming to the battlefield made the Roman soldiers present cheer, and their morale was boosted!

"Andrew!" Luca shouted Andrew's name loudly, "I order you to hold the eagle flag, follow me, and perform your duties as the captain of the guard!"

"As you wish, Luga!" Andrew said with a loud laugh, snatched the eagle flag from the flag bearer, and followed closely behind Luga with an iron sword in one hand and the eagle flag in the other.

"Romans, forward! Defeat our enemies!" Luca shouted and drew out the Dragon's Breath Sword. The sharp Dragon's Breath Sword flashed dazzling silver light under the midday sun.

Luca rushed into the chaos of the battlefield with it, cutting down the Vandals who stood in his way.

A Vandal officer spotted Luga, he raised his battle axe and roared as he rushed towards Luga. Luga did not dodge at all, but went forward and chopped hard from the left side with his sword, colliding with the officer's axe. The sharp Dragon's Breath Sword cut off the officer's axe handle and cut a horrible wound on the left side of his heavy chain mail.

The officer bent over in pain, and Luga immediately dodged to his side, raised his sword with both hands and chopped it down fiercely. The head and helmet were separated like cutting a melon, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

"Turtle Shell Formation! Turtle Shell Formation!"

Luca's call attracted hundreds of responses, and the Roman soldiers around him gathered together to form a huge tortoise shell formation.

"Forward! Forward!"

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The attack horn sounded again, and under Luca's command, the Roman soldiers formed a tortoise-shell formation, which hit the Vandals' backs like a huge iron fist. Any Vandal soldier who wanted to get close to the tortoise-shell formation would be severely punished by the spears that suddenly stabbed out.

Seeing that the Romans were getting closer and closer to the Alan cavalry, the Vandals, who were unable to take care of the front and back, could no longer restrain the Alan cavalry. They were knocked down by their horses, and the so-called "chain" formed was broken. The Alan cavalry bypassed the Roman tortoise shell formation on both sides and broke out of the Vandal encirclement.

"Order the cavalry to close the gap!" Gaiseric ordered. "Even if it means a pile of corpses, we will not hesitate!"

"But.…"

"Am I asking you for help?" Gaiseric was completely mad and could no longer hear anything.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-" As soon as Gaiseric gave the order, three long horn sounds were heard in the distance.

"What?" Gaiseric widened his eyes in surprise. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large number of cavalry appearing on the hillside in the distance in the north accompanied by the sound of trumpets.

(End of this chapter)