Chapter 48 Roman Legion

Goldian immediately smiled and quickly saluted, "It's my honor to fight side by side with General Xiahou." His expression was very sincere and his tone was also modest, but the word "Xiahou" sounded like a "blind monkey" in Chinese, which made Xia Hourong very awkward.

They then discussed the specific steps, and Goldian got up and said goodbye. As soon as he returned to his own camp, as soon as he stepped into the tent, little Goldian couldn't help saying, "Father, these Yue people are not trustworthy. This is for us to fight with the Sassanians. They followed me to pick up the bargain."

Goldian stared at him: "Do you have a better way? Didn't you just praise this trick just now?

Little Goldian remembered the scene at that time and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "I... I didn't expect him to let the Romans be at the forefront, but he ran to the city of Goodes." Little Goldian said indignantly, "These Yue people are too insidious. We fought a fierce battle with the Sassanians, and we must have lost a lot, but they enjoyed the success. After this battle, when it comes to Tai Xifeng, they are the strongest, and we can only watch it.

"That's not necessarily true." Gordy comforted his silver beard, and a sarcastic sneer flashed in his old eyes: "He's not here. It's all up to us to fight this battle."

Little Gordion suddenly realized when he heard it.

Lu Xun returned to the back account. Luo Tong followed in with a pile of documents and looked at Lu Xun worriedly: "General, this war is not easy to fight. I think not only the Romans have different intentions, but also Cui Qian and others. Although Xia Hourong didn't say anything, I promise that he also has his own plan.

Lu Xun looked at him calmly, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth: "Isn't it normal? We have our plans, and they have their plans. However, now that the enemy is present, I think they can still distinguish between them. If they really want to do their own affairs, who can get benefits in the end? It's normal for the Romans to have ideas, but he has to think about it. It's more harmful than good for them to let the Sassanians go. He is going to offend us. When the Sassanians breathe, it will be him who is unlucky.

"That's what I said, but..." Luo Tong wanted to stop talking, put down the documents in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "General, it's not me who talk too much. You are the general appointed by the king and fully command this battle. The Romans, Shiba and Tianzhu people are not Yue people. They can have their own ideas, but Cui Qian is a general of the State of Yue. He did this completely regardless of the general's face and went on like this in the long run?

Lu Xun frowned slightly, and then said calmly, "Didn't Ji Gong chase him out? He will persuade General Cui. Although General Cui has a straight temper, he is not an ignorant person. He will be fine.

Luo Tong sighed silently and did not continue to speak.

Ardahir sent a large number of scouts to scout within a hundred miles, and soon found traces of Romans and Bedouin. The Romans built defensive positions on the oasis between Lake Bitter and Lake Timsakh in an attempt to intercept the Sassanids.

When the Sassanised generals heard this, they all cursed. Some said that the Romans did not overdo their ability and rushed to die. Some said that the Romans took advantage of the fire to rob, but they were extremely stupid. There were many roads from here to Taisifeng. Even if they got stuck on the nearest road, what's the use of the Sassanians were fast and could go around. Passing through the north shore of Timsach Lake, can their Romans run more than four legs with their two legs?

Aldahir looked at the noisy tent and murmured. Just when everyone thought that he would avoid the Romans and rush back to Tesiphon as soon as possible, Aldahir asked, "Do you think the Romans can stop us?"

The generals shook their heads coincidentally. They had fought with the Romans many times and were familiar with the Roman infantry phalanx. In front of the Sassanids with cavalry as the main force, the Roman infantry phalanxes that once dominated the world had long been outdated, and the Sassanids were very easy to fight.

Aldahir deliberately let the generals brag for a while, and guided one or two at the right time. Unconsciously, the generals' frustration of being frustrated by the attack under the city of Aksum disappeared magically. They fought loudly and were full of the belief that they would win. It seemed that they could beat the Romans to pieces by raising their hands.

"Since the Romans came to die, why don't we defeat them? Do you still have to avoid humiliation in front of the Romans? Aldahir stood up and shouted murderily, "Der them, let them see who is the real king in the field, and then go back to Taixifeng safely all the way."

The generals responded to the promise, and the neat roar made people's eardrums hurt.

The Sassanid army quickly gathered and forced the Romans in a strict formation. When Goldian received the news, he immediately informed Xia Hourong and asked him to be ready to respond. At the same time, he set up a classic infantry phalanx and prepared.

The Sassanid generals, who were deliberately stimulated by Aldahir, were full of fighting spirit, and the whole formation revealed a condescending momentum. The humiliation brought by Aksum City seemed to have disappeared. At present, they have regained the spirit of the Hundred Battle Heroes.

When the two armies met, the Roman phalanx was like a stubborn stone, crossing the way forward of the Sassanids, and the Sassanids were like a high hammer, knocking all the blocking stones into powder. The belief of victory brought by repeated victories made most of the new Roman soldiers feel suffocating pressure. Gordian stood in the command car, looked at the moving formation, and sighed secretly. With such an army, how could he fight with the Sassanians? Not to mention the huge disparity in military strength, even if the military strength is equal, he is not qualified to fight a battle. After all, most of the people in the phalanx have not smelled blood except for the battle outside the city of Byzantium not long ago.

In that battle, it was the Vietnamese sailors, not the Romans, who won. Goldian shook his head helplessly. Because of this, although he is unwilling to fight this war, he must be reluctant to do so. If the Sassanids pass like this, Lu Xun may not have time to prepare at all. When the Yue people are defeated, Sun Shao will only be angry with Rome. In the future, if Rome encounters Sassanid attacks again, Sun Shao will not be so easy to talk. Not only will he not help Rome, but he may also take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

From the perspective of Rome, he must fight this battle. Of course, to what extent he wants to fight is another matter.

"The First Army and the Third Army came forward, the Second Army, the Fourth Army and the Fifth Army prepared, and the Sixth Army was on standby to let the cavalry regiment protect the left wing of our army..." Gordian issued an order, ordering the flag soldiers to wave the flag and pass the orders to the various legions one by one. After receiving the order, the commanders of each legion took action immediately. In order to reduce his weak links, Goldian stood on the edge of Lake Timsakh. On the right was the Great Lake, leaving no gap for the Sassanians to charge at all. He transferred all the cavalry to the left wing to defend. The Roman cavalry is not worth mentioning. These cavalry are all mercenary regiments, including the Germans, Gauls and Goths. In their rear, and the 10,000 Bedouin cavalry led by Xiahourong are ready to support.

"Attack--" With a long roar, the Sassanids began to charge in the long horn. Two thousand light cavalry rushed to the Roman infantry phalanx directly opposite, about 70 or 80 steps in front of the phalanx, turned around, shot the arrows in their hands, and then floated away, again and again, constantly Disturbance and flirt with the Romans.

The front Romans rushed up. These were more than twenty young people. They had little combat experience, that was the kind of standard cannon fodder. Their task was to entangle the enemy and continue the enemy's pace with their own blood for the regular military phalanx behind them to rush up and fight. Unfortunately, their legs could not keep up with each other's horses' hoofs, and the attack distance in their hands could not be compared with the bows and arrows in the hands of the Sassanids. They could only watch the Sasans come and go and go, shooting showers of arrows on their heads.

All they can do is to raise the shield in their hands to minimize their casualties.

At the same time, another 3,000 light cavalry rushed to the left wing of the Romans and soon fought with the Roman mercenaries. In fact, most of these Sassanid light cavalry are also mercenaries. Most of them and Roman mercenaries come from similar tribes. Everyone is at the same level, but the number of Sassanian mercenaries has an advantage. However, at this moment, the Roman legion has been nourished for a long time, and the Sassanids came from afar, and the numerical advantage has not been reflected, but the Roman mercenary army has some advantages.

Two thousand Erman cavalry first rushed out of the phalanx and rushed head-on to the Sassanian light cavalry. It was the Teutonic black-haired warrior with a spear that rushed to the front first. He wore long hair, and his whole body seemed to stand up on the horse's back. He grabbed the horse's mane tightly with one hand, raised the spear in the other hand and shouted loudly: "Odin--"

Nearly a hundred Teutonic knights who followed him were red in their eyes, their faces were twisted, and their heads were dancing with the wind on the back of a bumpy horse. All kinds of weapons in their hands were raised high, and crooked teeth were exposed in their open mouths. Only crazy shouts could be heard from their mouths:

"Odin——"

More than 2,000 horses roared together and entered the Sassanid light cavalry like a splash of wind. The deafening roar even overshadowed the rumbling sound of horses' hoofs and war drums, and reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

More than a mile away in a blink of an eye, 5,000 people bumped into each other like two oncoming floods. The black-haired warrior held a spear in both hands, and the spear flashed. In a moment, he killed two people in a row. The horse rushed into the Sassanid array. He roared and danced the spear into a ball of flowers. Blood burst out from time to time, and one Sassanid knight after another was knocked down by him. The angry Teutonic knight followed him closely, like a sharp sword that cut into the body of the Sassanids fiercely. Everywhere he went, he was like soup and snow, split a big mouth in the Sassanid formation and quickly expanded. The two thousand cavalry in the back took them as sharp points, just like an iron cone into the battle. The sharp tip in front of them was the black-haired warrior who was already the same as the bloodman for a moment.

Horses, running with all their strength, people, fighting hard, calm Timsakh Lake, a bloody battle is unfolding.

Ardahir heard the roar of the Teutons from afar. He stood up straight in the high command car, put his hand on his eyebrows, blocked the rising sun, and looked to the east. He saw that the three thousand light cavalry had been divided into two parts by the other side, and one part of them circled to the right. He was ready to turn around and charge again, and was caught. The light cavalry between the Roman cavalry and the infantry phalanx fell into a situation of being attacked. They could only speed up and try to pass the Roman formation as soon as possible. However, in front of them, there were also staring Bedouin cavalry.

Aldahir frowned and waved his hand gently. In a long time, five thousand light cavalry rushed out of the array and rushed to the Teutonic people who had just passed through the array. The cheering Teutonic knights fell into a bitter battle in a blink of an eye. Although they were surrounded by several times more enemies, they were not afraid and became more and more angry, shouting to fight with the Sassanians.

On the front of the battlefield, the Romans had been teased by the Sassanid light cavalry. More than 200 soldiers of the First Army were too far away from this array. They seized the opportunity by the Sassanid light cavalry and roared, like a huge wave, which suddenly drowned them. After just a quarter of an hour, more than 200 people were killed in front of the battle.

Menofhilus, the commander of the First Army, gritted his teeth in anger, but he had no choice but to tightly restrain the soldiers to keep a distance from their companions, so as not to be surrounded by Sassanian cavalry. The Roman soldiers half squatted on the ground and hid on the shield. They looked at the Sassanid cavalry who were excited and shouted loudly in the distance with fear, but they had no choice.

As soon as they fought, the Sassanids mastered the rhythm of the whole battlefield. They used their speed and strength advantages to constantly squeeze the Roman space. Although Goldian transferred all the cavalry to the left wing, thickened the right wing and barely blocked the Sassanid attack, the infantry phalanx faced the Sassanids. There was no good way to attack. They could only endure the provocation of the Sassanians and fight back. After the four hundred men were swallowed up by the Sassanians, the new Dings no longer dared to attack, and they began to waver under the squeeze of the Sassanians.

Goldian gave a dense formation order in time to gather the two phalanxes in front of him and fill the gap between the Third Army and the Fifth Army. The Fourth Army and the Sixth Army pressed them together and pressed them closely behind the front of them. Four Roman legions formed a thick human wall with a depth of 20 meters. Each Roman warrior was squeezed left and right by his companions, and it became a little difficult to even wave weapons. All they could do was to point the weapons to the front. Rows of spears were on the shoulders of the soldiers in front of them. The shabby spears pointed to the sky, and the front row of generals The soldiers formed a wall with a shield. They put their daggers on the gap of the shield and were ready to assassinate the enemy who rushed to the front of the battle.

Ardahir, who was about to use heavy cavalry to attack, found the changes in the Roman array. He hesitated for a moment, slowly put down his hand, and muttered, "This old fox!"

The dense formation arranged by Goldi is different from the relatively evacuated phalanx commonly used by the Romans, and it is close to the previous Macedonian infantry phalanx. The soldiers are crowded together and the shields are connected to each other. Not only can the light cavalry do anything about them, but the impact of the heavy cavalry may not be effective. Heavy cavalry Even if they rely on the impact to knock over one or two rows of soldiers, they will soon get entangled. If they lose their speed, the cavalry will be pulled off the horse. At that time, these heavy cavalry may not even be as good as an ordinary pedoon.

It seems that Goldian had already figured out a way to deal with it, and then this kind of turtle array was discharged. Ardashier smiled bitterly and had to admit that this was a two-lose method of warfare. If the Sassanians wanted to break through this heavy phalanx, they would have to pay a heavy price. The Romans squeezed together, and their mobility was also greatly limited. It was not easy to change the array.

However, Aldashier doesn't want to die with Goldian now. The reason why he wants to fight here is to re-energize the frustrated morale in the city of Axum. Now he has achieved this goal, facing the passively defensive Romans, Sasan The cavalry shouted for invitation to fight, and their morale was high. They seemed to have returned to the time when they were invincible, and there was no such low as a few days ago. However, if the logical faction of heavy cavalry now come forward to clash, once it is frustrated, the morale that has just been inspired will be frustrated again, and it will be more serious - losing to the Romans is far more difficult for the Sassanians to accept it than to be defeated by the Yue people who are powerful with arrows.

Ardahir had no reason to fight with Goldian. He then ordered the heavy cavalry to change the direction of attack and attack the mercenary cavalry on the left wing of the Romans. These mercenary cavalry are fighting against the Sassanid light cavalry. Although the manpower has no upper hand, they do not retreat and firmly protect the Romans.

But when the Sassanid heavy cavalry joined the battlefield, the situation immediately appeared one-sided. These cavalry only have simple armor. When facing the Sassanid heavy cavalry covered with heavy armor, the weapons in their hands can no longer work. They cut on the heavy armor of the Sassanids, just cut out a slip of sparks, and as long as the heavy cavalry equipped with the sharp blade made by Uziron rushes up, they don't care what the opponent makes. Yes, he waved the sword in his hand and chopped down the enemies one by one.

The Roman mercenaries felt great pressure. They were squeezed back step by step and no longer had the prestige they had just had.

The spear in the hand of the black-haired warrior pierced a heavy armored knight, but could not pierce his chest armor. Instead, the spearstick was cut off by a knife. The heavy armored knight made a contemptuous sneer in the mouth behind the armor, and waved the sword to him again. The black hair roared with force, his arm shook, and half of the spear hit his wrist like lightning. The heavy armored warrior's right hand suddenly lost consciousness. He screamed in pain. As soon as the scream was out, his helmet was twitched fiercely. Suddenly, he felt a roar in his ear. The sky turned around in front of him, and he didn't feel anything. When he arrived, his body tilted and fell down from the horse, and then he was trampled into mud by the iron horse behind him.

The black-haired warrior threw the spear pole, changed two heavy bronze axes, and flew left and right. While blocking the sword cut by the Sassanids, he took advantage of the gap to hit the Sassanids. His arm strength was amazing. The two bronze axes were as light as nothing in his hand, while the Sassanid sword cut on the heavy bronze axe but could only cut a mouth. It was not enough to cut off, but the arm was numb by the shock, and if it was touched, even if they wore heavy armor, they could not stand it. They were beaten to spit blood one by one, and some were directly beaten down from the horse.

Behind the black-haired warriors, dozens of blood-blooded Teutonic warriors also put away their light swords and took out heavy weapons such as axes and hammers. Some of them attacked the Sassanids on the horse, and some jumped off the horse and rushed between the Sassanid horses and hit them fiercely according to the legs of the horses.

Several horses were broken one after another and fell to the ground in a row. The smooth rolling iron flow suddenly became chaotic. Seeing this, the knight behind quickly adjusted the direction to avoid being blocked by the fallen horses. They stretched out their spears to stab the crazy Teutonic warriors, but with little effect. Although these Teutonics were poorly dressed, they were agile. They jumped between the fallen horses and kept fighting back. Although the Sassanids were many, they could not do anything about them for a while.

And the other Roman cavalry were not as brave as they were. Under the attack of the Sassanian heavy cavalry, they retreated step by step. Finally, they couldn't stand it. Someone turned around and began to run away. Seeing that the situation was more morale, the Sassanians shouted in unison and rushed forward slowly.

Behind them was a land covered with blood. Countless Roman mercenaries who were injured and killed by them fell into a pool of blood and wailed endlessly. The black-haired warrior held two bronze axes and stood proudly like a god of war surrounded by more than 50 Teutonic people like gods.

"Odin--" He raised his axe and shouted.

"Odin--" The Teutonic warriors shouted wildly.

Aldahir's face became very ugly. It was the first time he saw someone who could survive under the impact of his guard heavy armored cavalry. What made him even more angry was that there were more than a dozen heavily armored war horses lying beside those Teutonic warriors. You should know that it is not a cheap thing to equip a heavy armored horse. A heavy armored soldier is worth five light cavalry. In other words, these Teutonic warriors killed more than two Sassanid light cavalry on average.

"Sent light cavalry to kill them with random arrows!" Ardahir was rarely angry on the battlefield. In an instant, he even forgot that his heavy cavalry had defeated the flanks of the Romans. He angrily sent 500 light cavalry to deal with the dozens of Teutonic people.

The light cavalry urged the war horses and roared out.

The black-haired warrior immediately found the danger. He shouted loudly, threw away the bronze axe in his hand, ran to a ownerless war horse, picked up a bow and a pot of arrows from the ground, and loudly reminded his friends. Those Teutonic warriors followed his pace and went to find the ownerless horses one after another. Those who couldn't find the horses for a while picked up a shield in front of them, and some picked up the Sassanian spears to throw.

The black-haired warrior had already sat on the horse, but did not run away, but steadily opened his bow. There were three arrows on the bow. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stared at the approaching Sassanian light cavalry. Just as the Sasan light cavalry entered about 120 steps, he loosened his fingers.

Three long arrows roared out. The three Sassanid light cavalry in the front had just pulled off the bow in their hands. Before they could launch, they felt that their necks were cold, and they flew away from the horse's backs. They were hit by the high-speed war horses behind them, changed their direction, and then they were hit by the second person.

The formation of the high-speed charge is chaotic.

The Teutonic people cheered, and more than a dozen guns roared out.

(to be continued)