Chapter 490 Fierce Fighting 3

The soldiers in the second array were busy pushing these angry guys into the sea, because firstly, they wanted to organize their panic which would cause chaos in the formation of the army behind them, and secondly, there were ships below to pick them up, which could pull them out of the water, reorganize them in the back, and return to the battlefield.

"Look, Romans, what a busy day!" Attila looked at the Roman army in the distance, watching them busy pushing the restless guys into the water, and couldn't help but sneer. "You are all busy with this, so do you care about me?"

“Tap, tap, tap…”

When the second formation of the army was in chaos, the Hun cavalry came roaring, wearing heavy armor, holding lances, and wearing heavy armor on the front of their horses. They were like a moving fortress, roaring and pushing forward.

"Defense! Defense!"

Because the burning and chaotic soldiers in front of them blocked their vision, by the time they discovered the Hun cavalry, it was already too late!

The Hun cavalry wearing heavy armor was like an indestructible sword, leaving only blood and death wherever they went. Large groups of Roman soldiers were knocked down by the galloping horses and trampled into meat paste under their hooves.

The Hun cavalry on horseback made full use of their advantage of being in a commanding position. They swung their lances and stabbed and stabbed continuously. Wherever the sharp lance tips touched, there was blood and broken armor.

The Roman soldiers who had not formed a solid defense line were beaten back by the sudden Hun cavalry. The indestructible charging cavalry destroyed all the temporary defense lines formed by the Romans. As they moved forward, Roman soldiers were squeezed out of the shore and screamed into the water. Seeing that the soldiers in the second array were about to collapse, the army in the rear raised their shields and wanted to rush forward.

"Order the spear phalanx to advance!" Luga said, "I don't believe they can't stop!"

If it were anyone else, he would be a madman if he dared to use a concentrated cavalry attack in such a narrow place, but the commander now was Attila.

Looking at the Roman soldiers falling into the water continuously, Attila laughed, "Flavius ​​Luca must be panicking at this moment. They didn't expect that I would hold back like this. After all, the smoke blocked their vision and made them like blind people, only able to deal with the trivial problems in front of them and ignore the real threat behind them."

The Hun cavalry tore through the defenses of the second formation in a very short time and rushed towards the third formation. The third formation was composed entirely of short-armed soldiers, holding shields and spada iron swords. Facing the whistling armored cavalry, they had no spears that could stop them. It was hard to imagine whether the fragile swords could cause any substantial damage to the solid horse armor.

"The third formation is ready! The third formation is ready!" At this critical moment, a large number of soldiers suddenly appeared from behind, bending over and lurking forward. They wore sturdy breastplates and held seven-meter-long spears. Under the protection of the shields of the soldiers of the third formation, they crouched behind the shields, waiting for the arrival of the Hun cavalry.

The black armor of the Hun cavalry was stained with blood. They began to attack and roar numbly, like mad beasts, ramming and killing all the enemies they could see.

"Ready! Ready!"

The soldiers in the third array held up their shields to defend themselves, watching the Hun cavalry approaching them.

"Die! Romans, die!" This group of crazy "beasts" shouted, raised their lances and charged desperately towards the shields of the third array of the Roman army.

When the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, the officer shouted "Stab!"

The shield-bearing soldier suddenly turned his shield to the side, and saw sharp spears piercing out along the edge of the shield, instantly forming an indestructible wall of spears. The charging Hun cavalry could not stop and crashed directly into the dense and sharp spears that were like cacti.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

The spears penetrated the armor and pierced through the horses. The knights on the horses flew up from their horses and landed on the dense spear tips. The force was so great that it can be said that this collision almost broke the wooden poles of the first row of spears. The seven-meter-long spears were broken in half, and the spear tips remained in the bodies of the Huns and their horses.

"Attack! Attack!"

Seeing that the Huns' attack was instantly broken and the cavalry behind were blocked by the corpses in front, the Roman soldiers seized the opportunity and immediately put down the second row of spears and replaced the first row of soldiers, using the deadly spears in their hands to continuously stab the Huns cavalry in front of them.

No matter how good a rider is, he cannot handle the piercing of several sharp spears when he is unable to move. Seeing the Hun cavalrymen who had stopped being stabbed off their horses row after row, Attila suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Where did they get the spears?" Attila asked loudly, but what was the use? The officers around him could not give him an explanation.

"Damn it, order the soldiers to come back!" Attila turned around and grabbed the messenger by the collar and ordered him.

"Quick, scorpion crossbow! Scorpion crossbow!" Seeing that the Hun cavalry could no longer advance, Luca was secretly delighted and ordered his soldiers to use scorpion crossbows.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

One after another, the crossbow arrows whizzed out, like skylarks flying at high speed, piercing through the thick armor of the Hun cavalry one after another.

Above their heads were scorpion crossbow arrows that could easily tear through their armor at any time, in front of them were annoying and dangerous spears. It seemed that there was no way forward. The roars of the Hun cavalry were instantly drowned out, leaving only voices of doubt. They began to retreat, but the cavalry behind them were not aware of the situation and kept moving forward, putting them in a dilemma.

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"Hurry! Follow me! Follow me!"

The soldiers who crawled back from the sea finally put out the flames on their bodies, but as soon as they got ashore, they found that they were behind the Hun cavalry. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They rushed ashore and greeted each other, picked up the fallen spears and shields from the ground to arm themselves, and then pounced on the backs of the Hun cavalry in front of them.

"Damn you Attila, the liar! We have been deceived! Damn you, barbarian!"

The Roman surrendered soldiers who were used as cannon fodder on the battlefield roared. They gave up fighting against their compatriots and joined the counterattack against the Huns.

The Hun horns sounded, which meant retreat, but when the Hun cavalry turned around, they saw a large group of Roman soldiers blocking their retreat. They wanted to tear open the gap, but sorry, there was not enough charging distance for their horses to speed up, so they could only struggle to fight the Romans below on horseback.

"Archers! Archers!"

At this time, in order to speed up the process, all the Roman archers were in position. After a while, arrows rained down from the sky, knocking the Huns to the ground.

"The cavalry is surrounded, what should we do?" Attila was not panicking yet, but the officers behind him were panicking.

"Archers! Order the archers to shoot all these Romans who are blocking the way!" Attila was angry. He just stared at the battlefield in front of him, thinking silently in his mind.

(End of this chapter)