The wind brings a burnt smell.

From the early morning to dawn, Gayuus was called out by soldiers from the blanket. When he rushed out of the barracks, there were a large number of officers and soldiers on the city walls, and they were crowded with each other. The light of the torch pointed at the sky to the west and shouted, forming a noisy noise. Some people also looked at all this silently, and then looked at the commander of the army coming and took the initiative to make way out of the aisle. Gayuus pressed the hilt of his sword and dragged his cloak to the west wall. The sky in the distance rendered a red light.

That was a sign of wildfires, but in such a season, it would not be possible that this situation would occur. A hint of panic broke out in his heart. The only possibility was that reinforcements from the Armenian province were intercepted halfway, and there might not be any residue left in the fire. After watching for a while, he gritted his teeth: "Let the soldiers return to the camp, it is just a wildfire. Are the proud Roman soldiers afraid of even a fire?"

When there were fewer people on the city wall, Gayuus whispered: "Send people out of the city immediately and inform the Fourth Legion coming from the Mesopotamian province not to go over... and don't come over... The Selius people set up traps."

"God of General, our people cannot leave the city..." The cavalry flag-master responded anxiously.

Gayuus tightened the hilt of the sword, and the fire in the sky reflected in his eyes. After a long time, the Adam's apple rolled and his voice squeezed out in a low voice: "I hope the gods of Olympus can convey my voice to my fellow citizens and save me from this disaster."

It was no longer long before dawn. The sound of horse hooves galloping southwest and footsteps swept across the earth with the night wind.

The running horses and infantry rushed towards the direction of the fire. The general led the half-body armor, wearing a Gaul-style red-maned iron helmet, half of his face was covered by the iron sheet. His exposed eyes looked at the direction of the red light, and turned around and shouted loudly. After a while, dozens of cavalry left first, and passed along this side to the fire-burning hills over there.

Wherever they arrived, the sky was blue and there was a slight light. What reflected in their vision were burning trees, and some were still burning on the charred hills. They went a little further and approached the mountain and found a completely burnt corpse. From the charred and melted breastplate, they also identified as a heavy infantry of the Fifth Legion.

A knight turned over and dismounted to check the corpse. As soon as he touched it, the skull made a crisp sound, and his jaw suddenly broke, and black bone chips splashed on his face. The knight put down the corpse and walked forward with the rest of his companions. The temperature in the air was still very high, forcing them to stop below the steep slope. As the sky light gradually became brighter, the scene on the opposite side became clear, and the entire hills turned black, with more and more corpses, all over the mountains and fields covered under the scorched wood, or hugging, curled up, taking various burnt shapes. The air was filled with a disgusting odor. In the distance, a complete eagle flag was pinched in the hands of the roasted handkerchief. On the face of the grease, there were eyes that could not be closed. After a moment, the wind blew over and the eagle flag pulled the body down from the slope.

There was no living person anymore... The knight's head was buzzing and then he roared: "Go away!" He turned around and ran back, rolled onto the horse's back and forth. Dozens of people ran wildly as if they had seen ghosts, trying to stay away from this terrifying place and report the news of the destruction of the Fifth Legion here to the Legion Commander.

On the other end of the vast field, a leather armor, an iron helmet, a ring-headed knife, and a light cavalry carrying a crossbow on them, and turned a circle and shouted loudly: "It's the cavalry of the Great Qin people, kill!" He rushed towards this side...

....

From the Mesopotamian province in the southwest, the Fourth Roman Legion was still marching in the slight skylight. Pairs of studded sandals walked through the grass with high legs, under the feathered iron helmets, and were covered in sweat. For Roman soldiers, hundreds of miles of walking marches, which were common, are simple, but they will continue day and night, and their bodies will be burdened with a lot of things, not to mention that they are carrying armor, large shields, long spears, bows and crossbows.

In the team, Mino Ugel tied the reins and looked into the distance. A scout rushed back on the edge of the team: "Have the cavalry sent before dawn returned?"

However, before the scout could speak, the trumpeter had already sounded the trumpet, and there was a hysterical cry ahead: "Enemy! Array" The marching team turned rapidly, reacted, and quickly assembled to one side.

"Selusians?"

Mino Ugail quickly returned to the middle of the guards, "Let the scattered soldiers go up first and do not know the buffer zone. The Youth Army is listed as the first formation, the second formation of the adult army, and the veteran..."

Before the order was fully issued, the ground under his feet trembled violently. He stopped his voice and a black line spread out from the northeast of Taixifeng in the direction of Taixifeng.

The iron hooves churned wildly, bringing countless grass clippings and mud, and running horses, Sun Ce picked up the iron spear: "Change the formation"

It is like an iron wall pushing horizontally, gradually gathering to form a front arrow array.

"kill!"

Two thousand Jiangdong cavalry roared together, flattened the spear and clamped it under their armpits. Behind them were the five thousand Jingzhou infantry who were transferred. Wei Yan and Huang Zhonger followed closely behind. Jingzhou bow stairs carrying bows and arrows were pulled out while running, pulling the arrows, and the moment they leaned over the sky, the phoenix-mouthed sword was raised high: "Shoot"

The rain of arrows rose to the sky in a dark way, and then covered it down.

The throwing scatters running on the front line did not load their shields. When the arrow rain fell, large pieces of blood splashed. The bodies running and pinched the short spears that had not yet been thrown. They covered the part where they were caught and screamed and fell down. They were still dead and twisted on the ground in pain. The next second, the iron hooves spread.

"Selusians" Minogail stared at the scene with a slight grin and shouted anxiously. It would take a certain amount of time to retract back and forth to arrange the array. The marching day and night had already exhausted most of the soldiers, and their reactions were somewhat slow.

The young army that rushed over did not have much combat experience and was usually used as consumption. Only those who survived could be incorporated into the adult army, or those who had outstanding achievements would join the veterans. At this time, the shield-tight spear reached a position that might be hit by cavalry and formed a formation. However, the charger of the Selius cavalry suddenly turned and bypassed the place. The headed Selius general rushed towards the center of the guard where Minogail was.

A short spear was thrown towards me, and I swung my gun and missed it.

The waving spear head then fell down, and a loud bang came from the tip of the spear. It nailed the shield on the opposite side, pushing the shield and the soldiers behind the shield back. Sun Ce roared with his arms, and stretched forward with force. The creaking twisting sound, the shield cracked open, and the spear tip penetrated. In his roar, the shield flew into the sky, and the war horse kept passing directly over the other party. The heavy spear head shattered the face of the Roman heavy step, and the iron helmet flew out.

Behind him were two thousand Jiangdong cavalry, all of whom had followed him to start their own family. After opening a gap, it was like a flood that broke the dike, and in an instant, it rushed in in the most barbaric way.

Boom boom boom boom

It was a human, and the sound of the horse's blood and flesh hitting away. The spear passed through the spear, and the defensive body was knocked down by the sprinting war horse with a shield. Then it was caught in the churning horse's hooves, and the remaining limbs were torn apart. Some were stabbed off the horse's back. The ownerless war horse was still running forward, pushing the crowd backwards.

Sun Ce waved a iron spear in front: "Enemy general, come and take his order"

He swung his gun and opened the spear that was stabbed, stood up straight in the stirrup. The head of the spear was diagonally downward and fiercely pierced into a man's iron helmet, and his brain burst out from the gap. Under the eagle, Minogail was still commanding the army to set up defenses, and the hasty line was suddenly torn apart. In the soft light in the morning, someone was pricked on his head. He turned his head and saw a viscous red and white face looking at this side. The man was still smiling.

"The barbaric Selius..."

When he flashed through this idea, he knew that he probably couldn't go back.

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