Chapter 642 Battle of Chalons 24

The barbarian coalition began to spread to both sides. Because the Roman army in the middle was torn apart by the powerful offensive ability of Attila's cavalry, the Romans and the Visigoths had to fight on their own.

Although Aetius' army tried to retake the center, their progress was slow as Attila's retreating cavalry continued to hamper them with arrows.

This gave the barbarians ample time to outflank the Roman army, which was struggling on the front line.

Luga discovered this move in time. After all, tens of thousands of people were moving towards both sides like a torrent, and the size of the movement could be imagined.

Luga ordered the soldiers of the second array to split into two groups, lengthening the first array and expanding the entire first array into a horseshoe shape, so that the barbarians who tried to encircle and attack from both sides were once again blocked outside the shield.

From a distance, this scene looked like a bloody mouth trying its best to bite a fist covered with hard armor that was even bigger than itself.

For a time, both sides were evenly matched. The barbarians seemed to be accustomed to the kerosene barrels used by the Romans. They were no longer afraid, or the forced orders made them fearless.

Attila led his cavalry back, eventually regrouping behind two advancing armies.

In the Visigothic army, they faced the more conservative Hun infantry, most of whom were slaves. Their weak appearance meant that they were not good attackers.

So in terms of command, Theoderic avoided ordering his soldiers to charge and advance again and again, trying to use the extremely high combat effectiveness of his soldiers to defeat the enemy in front of them and then seize the initiative on the battlefield.

Although the Hun infantry were retreating, the Goths' iron swords and axes were simply unable to completely defeat these orderly guys in front of them.

At this time, Theodoric could no longer hold back his feelings. After all, they had encountered a very combat-capable barbarian coalition. The two sides fought back and forth, which allowed Theodoric to keep calm. But now it was different. These guys who were born as slaves were no match for them. The Gothic soldiers could suppress them! A smooth war can easily lead to wrong judgments. This is the most appropriate way to describe Theodoric at this time. He was indeed a little arrogant. After all, his own infantry had beaten them back repeatedly. If the cavalry went out and hit them hard on the side or behind, it would be a crushing battle.

"Order my knights to follow closely behind me!" Theoderic could no longer suppress his inner urge to win. He gripped the reins tightly and gave orders to his cavalry.

Davisgoth's cavalry came out in full force. They followed closely behind Theoderic, circled out from the left side of the army, and were ready to stab the Hun infantry in the back like a sharp knife to deliver the most fatal blow.

"Push forward! Push forward!"

"Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha!"

The Roman soldiers roared, held up their shields and raised their spears, charging forward continuously. Their forces gradually dispersed in an attempt to expand their own front line while also expanding the encirclement line of the barbarian army, thus being able to disintegrate their swift offensive bit by bit.

After the Hun cavalry retreated, there was no further movement from them. Coupled with the deafening shouts of the Roman army not far away, it was not difficult to see that the current situation was leaning towards the direction of the Roman and Gothic coalition.

"Attila must have gone to rescue these poor guys. Haha, if Attila wants to win back, he will need at least 100,000 troops!"

Theoderic laughed and quickened his pace, he couldn't wait to see Attila's surprised expression when he saw his army was defeated.

But what he didn't expect was that when he passed the army formation and left the Visigoth army formation, he saw a large number of Hun cavalry galloping towards him, with a black flag at the head fluttering, which was particularly dazzling under the sun.

"What's going on?"

Theoderic cried out in his heart as he saw the Hun cavalry getting closer and closer, holding sophisticated composite bows in their hands.

They turned their horses less than a hundred meters away from the Gothic cavalry and kept a parallel position with the cavalry under Theoderic. They were seen drawing their bows and arrows at Theoderic.

Knowing that once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, since Theoderic had already led the cavalry out of the army, it was naturally impossible for him to turn his horses around and retreat at this time.

He turned around and shouted to the soldiers who were following closely behind him: "Defense! Defense!"

The soldiers held up their shields and blocked their left side, which was the direction of the Hun cavalry.

"Click, click, click"

All I heard was the sound of a bowstring being pulled, followed by the sound of a sharp arrow flying through the air.

“Dangdangdang”

The falling arrows hit the shields of the Gothic cavalry like heavy punches.

Theodoric's left hand was shaking constantly, and even the sharp arrow pierced the shield, revealing a sharp point behind the shield. Theodoric gritted his teeth and couldn't help but speed up.

Fortunately, the warhorse was wearing heavy horse armor, and the arrow bounced off the armor, luckily protecting the horse.

The cavalrymen behind him were shot and fell one after another. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the target, Theoderic gritted his teeth. As the saying goes, the gods favor speculators, he also planned to lead his cavalrymen to take a gamble in the rain of arrows.

"Protect me, gods, protect me!"

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Theoderic roared loudly in the rain of arrows, holding up his shield with his left hand and wielding his iron sword with his right hand, charging towards the flank of the approaching Hun infantry.

“Oh my!”

The scream of the warhorse sounded like a baby crying. Before Theoderic could react to the sound, he felt his crotch sink.

The warhorse was hit by an arrow, and it fell to the ground with a whine. The inertia made it difficult for Theoderic to stabilize himself, and he flew out and fell heavily on the hard ground.

After all, Theoderic was an old king, and such a collision really caused him considerable internal injuries. He was seeing stars, his whole body felt dizzy, and his limbs felt as if they were falling apart. The severe pain made him speechless, and he could only use heavy groans to describe his pain at this moment.

He probably couldn't even count how many wounds there were on his body. He stood up while enduring the pain and looked at his left hand. At this time, there was only a broken belt on his left hand, and the shield was long gone.

Theoderic only felt that his face was covered with liquid. He touched it and saw that his hands were full of blood.

You can imagine that his face is covered with blood.

The pain eased a little, but the pain on his face, like a bee sting, made Theoderic unbearable.

At this moment he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves in front of him.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Hearing a rough roaring voice, Theoderic raised his head suddenly and saw darkness in front of him. It was a warhorse close at hand.

“Boom!”

(End of this chapter)