Chapter 487 Epic Showdown

"They are coming! Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!" The generals roared loudly, and the soldiers immediately raised their shields and guns at the sound of trumpets, facing the Hun army that was getting closer and closer.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

In an instant, the barbarian infantry from the Huns' vassal tribes stopped, and the archers passed through them and came to the front of the army. Their armor was poor, and many of them didn't even have armor. Each of them held a handful of arrows in their hands and stopped at the place closest to the Roman army. They only saw them stick the arrows in their hands into the ground under their feet, and then picked up a bow and drew the arrow.

"Luga, we're already within the shooting range of our scorpion crossbow and crossbow cannon..." Andrew whispered beside Luga.

"Order the infantry to defend." Luga said.

"Defense! Defense!"

The soldiers held their shields high above their heads and gathered together, forming a huge tortoise-shell formation. Through the gaps, they placed their spears on the shield wall, waiting for the rain of arrows that would come down like a torrential rain.

"Archers! Archers!" The Hun officer pointed to the Roman army formation in front of him, which had already formed a tortoise-shell defense, and shouted to the archers behind him: "Shoot! Shoot!"

"boom!"

Thousands of bowstrings were simultaneously stretched and a thunderous roar sounded, and in an instant, a dark cloud of arrows covered the sky and formed above the heads of the Roman soldiers. Accompanied by the sharp "whoosh" sound of the falling arrows that cut through the air, it was like the tinkling sound of heavy rain hitting the rubble of a house. The dangerous raindrops sat in the middle of the Roman first array and rang on the shields.

Many soldiers were shot by arrows and fell to the ground, followed by those behind them. More than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground in a rain of arrows.

However, the archers of the Hun coalition would not give up. They pulled out another arrow from the ground and put it on the string. Then they looked up at the sky and another rain of arrows fell from the sky.

Wave after wave of arrows hit the soldiers' shields, and people kept falling down after being shot. It was like a nightmare, and everyone was praying that this nightmare would end soon.

"Sir Luca, I think it's time to fight back against the Huns." Arletto couldn't bear to see the soldiers being killed and wounded and he protested loudly to Luca, "Supreme Commander, your soldiers are bleeding and dying, are you so indifferent?"

"This is not a problem at all, Arleto!" Facing the question, Luca did not seem surprised at all. He said to Arleto calmly: "Don't worry, Arleto, everything will be fine after you get through this period!"

"What do you mean?" Arletto expressed great confusion.

"That's what I mean." Andrew explained behind Luca, "This is nothing, because the real cruelty is still to come!"

"It was really cruel..." Arletto repeated, and then he saw dozens of huge stones flying out from the Hun army in the distance, and the stones kept spinning and falling in the sky. The soldiers began to panic, and when they took down their shields, the rain of arrows first pierced their upper bodies. The stones fell, and groups of soldiers were knocked down. The soldiers who were directly hit had half of their bodies cut off in an instant, leaving their lower bodies bleeding and falling.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

The officers shouted to encourage the soldiers. As more and more people were injured around them, their orders were soon overwhelmed by the screams of the wounded. Under the shields, the wounded who were still alive were dragged out of the army formation little by little to the rear. Seeing the huge casualties, the soldiers began to waver. Luka's face was also solemn, but he secretly told himself in his heart to be patient.

"Our bows can't shoot as far as theirs, so we can only shoot closer!" Andrew told the truth after waiting for a long time. Seeing that the army on the front line had lost hundreds of soldiers, the Hun archers stopped shooting because they had run out of arrows.

Attila was quite satisfied with the casualties of the Romans. He smiled and nodded repeatedly. Moreover, the shaky Roman front gave him a bold idea. He saw that although the Romans were numerous, they did not have highly lethal weapons such as catapults and other things that could shock people (because these were blocked by Luca with wooden boards, so Attila did not see them).

"Order the army to attack." Attila said to the messenger officer beside him: "After all, we didn't bring enough arrows this time. It's time to use powerful melee soldiers to make them feel scared!"

“Wuwuwu——”

A rapid horn sounded, and the infantry of the Hun coalition forces, which were only 150 meters away from the Roman army, began to move out.

"Okay, girls, cheer up, let's show these thin-armed and thin-legged civilized people whether their politeness can defeat us on the battlefield!" The chiefs of each tribe shouted to the people behind them, and the soldiers of the servant army hit their shields with their axes and roared loudly towards the Roman army opposite, as if they wanted to use this to intimidate them and make them feel afraid.

"Forward! Forward!"

The barbarian army set out. They came running like a swift flood. Their footsteps were as deafening as a bursting mountain torrent. Together with their roars, the whole earth could be felt to tremble slightly.

"Archers ready!"

The commanding officers at the front called out to the archers at this time, and they drew their bows and arrows and pointed them straight to the sky at a 45-degree angle.

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"boom!"

The sound of thousands of bowstrings being pulled apart could be heard, and countless arrows whistled into the influx of the barbarian alliance army. The barbarians who were shot by arrows fell to the ground in large numbers.

This still couldn't stop the coalition's attack. At this time, Luca turned around and said to the messenger beside him: "Let the soldiers operating the crossbows and scorpion crossbows move, the enemy is in sight!"

At this time, the baffle in the middle of the army formation was placed down, and hundreds of scorpion crossbows and crossbow cannons were pointed down at the oncoming barbarian coalition.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

The crossbow arrows that had been loaded long ago were shot out instantly by the operator, and one after another, the powerful crossbow arrows rushed straight into the oncoming group of barbarians.

Without waiting for them to scream, crossbow arrows shot down the barbarian soldiers one after another like a string of candied haws. Seeing the people around them or in front of them falling down in large numbers, the huge casualties instantly made the barbarians who were roaring to kill the enemy restrain themselves. They widened their eyes, and their roars turned into screams. They turned around and fled desperately, regardless of whether the formation would be scattered. The whole army formation was disrupted, just like a migrating herd of bison. This is the most appropriate way to describe the fleeing barbarian soldiers. Their departure left behind a field of corpses and wounded. At this time, the Roman army began to advance. They used spears to ruthlessly kill the wounded who wanted to beg for mercy along the way. They advanced just to kill the wounded barbarians, one to vent their anger, and the other to do it for Attila to see!

"Damn it, how could this happen?" Just when he was imagining with great ambition how to see Luga kneeling at his feet, Attila was caught off guard by the sudden defeat. It seemed that he would have to be more conservative in the next offensive.

(End of this chapter)