Fighting is like a tide, and bloodlines spread.

He licked his thick lips, and with an axe, he slashed the shield opposite and even the person behind the shield backwards. "Don't stop me from being a marquis," shouted, holding up the giant axe, and his eyes were red and rushed into the formation. The subordinates and soldiers around him rushed in along the gap...

A little further away, the war horses galloped, and thousands of cavalry surged out of the howling of wolves. They looked down from the sky and went toward the chaotic Roman phalanx in the form of a left and right detour. However, they did not fight directly, but wandered on both sides to shoot arrows here and shoot.

When I saw the emperor flag raised high in the middle, a large number of arrows covered the other side. At this moment, an army came to the east, which was the Illyria and Italian legions. In the battlefield of the Western Liang army, these two legions gave up their plans to continue the attack and quickly came to reinforce here. They could no longer wait for Severu's order and directly surrounded the chaotic array of 70,000 people. However, under such a situation, the number of people was no longer meaningful.

At this time, the Heishan Cavalry also came from the east, and without saying a word, he rushed in according to the other side's back. In other directions, the White Wolf Cavalry and the Western Liang Cavalry cooperated with each other and launched a charge against the south of the Roman army.

The two cavalry sprinted like giant arms, slammed on their hard bodies. The Xiliang Iron Cavalry, with the advantage of weapon length, had not yet waited for the opponent to shoot a gun, and the sharp spearhead hit the man's head. The iron helmet slew and brought out blood plasma. The body was then knocked away by the rushing horse. The nearby short spear stabbed up towards the running horse. The war horse was whispering and neighing and rolling. The soldiers on their backs flew into the crowd. The next second, they were stabbed to death by several short swords, and some struggled to get up from the ground, "Come on! Take a step back, you're not a Xiliang man." He whispered the ring-headed sword and forced the surrounding Romans away.

Behind, he turned to siege the Roman soldiers who rushed into the formation, and was about to stab the hysterical Han people. A snow-white war horse rushed in. The horse's hooves stepped through his sight, and the cloak shook open. The soldier was beaten to fly without saying a word, landing on the ground, his mouth full of broken teeth.

"Go closer to me and rush again"

The dragon gall roared and waved, bringing out afterimages. The jade lion knocked away several people. Zhao Yun, wearing a white robe, followed closely with the white wolf cavalry, and tore the gap even bigger like a wave. Xiahou Lan dragged the long sword and slashed hard. Occasionally, he raised his head, identified the direction of the king's flag, and pointed over: "Zilong! The Emperor of Qin is there."

The crowded figures and heads moved over and over. The dense military formation of more than 70,000 people was like a undulating ocean. On the other side, Ma Chao, wearing a white-maned lion helmet, wiped off the blood from his face, looked back at the brothers followed by Ma Dai and others, gritted his teeth and roared: "Hurry up!!!"

But there are too many people.

Before the western clouds burned and fell down the last light, the Xianbei, Xiongnu cavalry, and the Wuhuan people who were rushing around, and the Parthian cavalry rushed up one after another. On this side, five hundred guard wolf cavalry and tiger leopard cavalry formed a sharp arrow, and the tiger cavalry in iron armor launched an attack.

In the orange-red light, Roman scattered soldiers and young soldiers threw spears, stones passed through the sky from time to time, and some hit the iron armor and bounced away. The rushing horses passed by the javelin inserted on the ground, with the sound of iron sheets colliding, and did not slow down. The next second, the soldiers turned around and ran away, opening their mouths wide, and the sound of fear stuck in their throats. Behind him, the armored cavalrymen's armored leaves trembled clangingly, and then got closer and closer.

Dozens of scattered soldiers in single clothes were stepped under the horse's hooves, and countless iron hooves crushed them, with their hair and flesh tightly pressing against the ground, spreading a long blood blanket. On the chaotic intertwined front, the heavy cavalry charged, and the light cavalry followed closely behind, forming an astonishing crush. The chaotic Roman infantryman crashed down on both sides of the armored war horses, leaving deep hoof prints on the copper armor, and the guard wolf cavalry swarmed in, wielding two scimitars and chopping left and right, rushing, and spreading forward with the heavy cavalry.

The screaming sound of fighting surrounds the surroundings. Gongsun Zhi pulled out the seven-star sword from a Roman man's neck, and his face was stained with blood. He looked at Lu Bu who rushed to the front, and his eyes swept across the surroundings. In the distance of the crowded heads, he vaguely saw the position of the king's flag. A shrill scream was heard beside him. A Roman centurion was cut to death by several wolf cavalry. The scimitar was inserted between his neck and armor and could not be pulled out. Gongsun Zhi threw the scimitar on his waist to the wolf cavalry, and then pointed to the direction of the flag: "Kill here!" The front line advanced again towards the dense figures.

Looking down from the sky, the circular Roman army was suffering from puncture attacks from all directions, especially the frontal attacks of the defeated soldiers. The moment they contacted, the front line was shaken, and the impact from the cavalry in other directions was also difficult to organize effective resistance after the chaos in the front. Many places were torn apart, and it was still possible to maintain the advantage of the number of people...

Severu held up his spirits while listening to the news from all directions, and constantly issued orders to organize veterans in the back team to come forward and fight back. As for the young soldiers and scattered soldiers in the front, he had no time to take care of them.

He fought throughout his life, conquered many rebels and barbarians, and flew the Roman eagle in the sky of Britain, but this time, he encountered such a strange war at his doorstep, but it was probably the last time he encountered it.

"Breakthrough..." His voice squeezed out of his throat with difficulty, and he could feel the shaking array. This was unprecedented pressure. Maybe he would give up everything here in the chaos, and maybe he would have a chance.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last ray of red light appeared in the west clouds and shone on his face. Amid the buzzing sound of fighting, people rolled in the blood waves, and the soldiers wielding the hammers were pushing towards him like a wall. The black sword and shield cavalry in the east dismounted and covered each other with countless small formations. The two light cavalry in the south were like wolves running around. The Xianbei, Wuhuan, Xiongnu, and even the old enemy Parthians fought against the wind. The crowd was a cavalry with hundreds of people approaching the middle formation.

"Walk!"

Seville didn't look at the other side, and whipped the sword with a whip. Two hundred guards behind him were clearing the way forward. At one moment, the desperate double-sword cavalry rushed over and ignored the Roman soldiers who rushed around him, and launched a desperate charge according to the two hundred guards who were about to break through.

At one moment, Gongsun Zhi killed an imperial guard cavalry and saw the figure of a purple cloak. "Sevelu!!" With a shaking blade, the blood beads spilled, he rushed over. The guard wolf cavalry here desperately chased after him and marched with the rushing Roman cavalry. On the other side, the old man heard Selius's words and felt that he was calling him. He turned around and saw the knights from the east rushing towards him.

He is brave all his life, so he will naturally not retreat.

He pinched the hilt of the sword and was about to meet him, but the guards beside him stopped him and shouted: "Your Majesty, go quickly."

"You all get out of here!" Severu broke away from them with his eyes, and looked ahead. The black war horse arrived in an instant. He hurriedly waved his sword to meet him. This was a contest between the highest men on both sides of the east and west, how could he be afraid to fight? Opposite, Jueying, who was speeding towards him, was neighing loudly, and the man with wolf velvet black armor took him one step faster and slashed his sword.

The red blood comes into view.
Chapter completed!