Chapter 254 The Battle of Jera (4)

Therefore, after the arrival of the two battalions, Asitemis took out the battle plan that he had thought of, and after discussing and perfecting it with the two battalions, he began to implement it.

The light armoured brigade rushed to the front, the light infantry brigade kept a distance from them, and walked second, while the cavalry remained in place, waiting for the two brigades to entangle the enemy, and then they circled to the side of the enemy. , to conduct a siege attack.

The soldiers of the Light Armor Brigade of the Eighth Legion raised their leather shields diagonally above their heads to guard against the attack of flying stones, and quickly rushed towards the opposite enemy with a wider front.

The light armoured brigade, mostly composed of Sikers who had become citizens of Dionia, was moving very fast. The Balearic slingers had just threw large lead pellets for two rounds, and the light armoured brigade with minor casualties had already rushed to the front.

Most Lusitania javelinmen did not seize this opportunity and took the opportunity to throw the javelin in their hands. Because this kind of heavy javelin with a hook is not easy to manufacture, they each carried three of them, as early as in the previous light infantry battle. It has been almost consumed, and there is only one left in their hands. They will use it as a weapon to deal with the next battle.

The Lusitania harpooneer didn't move, but the Celtic warriors couldn't hold back. They roared, holding a wooden shield in their left hand and a big sword in their right hand, and rushed forward in a swarm.

When the Dionysian light armored soldiers saw a group of unkempt haired, ferocious-looking, topless big men attacking them, they were running like horses, roaring like thunder, and their big swords held high with cold light, and they couldn't help but feel a little terrified. According to the tactics of the light armored soldiers in their usual training, they should take the initiative to meet them, get close to the enemy, and exert the power of the short sword. However, many light armored soldiers were captured by the opponent's momentum, and they did not dare to get close under the hesitation.

Just between the lightning and flint, the Celtic warrior rushed in front of him, and the great sword slashed down suddenly with a whistling sound.

The light armour raised his leather shield to resist.

"Bulging!" It was as if a large rock had hit the shield, and the entire left arm felt a shock and pain immediately, and the numbness for a moment made them unable to lift their strength.

And the great swords of some Celtic warriors even cut directly into the leather shield, almost injuring the arm of the light armored soldier.

The shock in the hearts of the light armored soldiers can be imagined, they involuntarily retreated.

The Celtic warriors relied on their height and long legs, like maggots attached to bones. The great swords in their hands continuously chased and slashed the leather shields of some light-armored soldiers. Some light-armored soldiers were slashed. The power of the great sword was astonishing, and the wounds it caused were extremely terrifying. The wounded soldiers lay on the ground and wailed incessantly, which affected the morale of the light armored soldiers. If it wasn't for Dionysian's strict military law, some soldiers would have already fled.

The captain of the light armored soldier was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, complaining in his heart about the mistakes of the scout, "Where is this light infantry, it's even scarier than a heavy infantry!" Lure the enemy away!  …”

The role of Dionysian light armored soldiers is never to fight in formation, but to use the lightness of their footsteps to attack the enemy's weak underbelly and chase down soldiers. Therefore, speed training is the key point in military training, and armed long-distance running is one of the very common items. one.

As soon as the officers began to relay the order, the light armored soldiers who were barely supported by the offensive pressure of the Celtic warriors immediately turned around and ran.

But what they didn't expect was that the Celts were tall and thick, and the swords and wooden shields in their hands were heavier than theirs, but their running ability was not weaker than them. distance.

Of course the light armored soldiers who were always in shock would not know,

These Celtic warriors lived in the mountains of northern Liberia. They mainly lived by hunting and looting. They chased their prey in the mountains for a long time, which gave them good leg strength and stamina.

But the aggressive and irritable Celtic warriors clearly had no big picture, and most of the warriors rushed to chase the Dionysian light armour, forgetting the mission they were supposed to perform.

The Balearic slingers lost their protection, and the 8th Legion's light infantry brigade was approaching. The battle between the slingers and the light infantry was staged again, but this time the distance between the two sides was much closer, and there were even some Dionysian symbols. Seeing that the Balearic slinger had only a dagger with him, the gunman simply held the javelin and braved the stone rain, so he rushed up and wanted to fight at close range.

Fortunately, there were still nearly 300 Lusitania javelinmen mixed with the Balearic slingers. They rushed out in time. They also used javelins as spears. The Lusitanias were obviously much stronger. Relying on their height and strength, they have an advantage in the fight.

For the Balearic slingers, their advantage is not only long-range coverage attacks, but also their close-range precision throwing skills. On the battlefield where the two sides were fighting together, they spread out, each looking for a target to attack, and threw the Dionian archers and harpooneers only 30 to 40 meters away with large lead pellets, and their lethality increased. several times.

Therefore, when the commander of the 4th Cavalry Corps, Asitemis, in the distance, saw that the light armored soldiers were being chased by alien warriors, the light infantry was at a disadvantage, and soldiers were falling to the ground, he was very anxious, and he immediately urged the cavalry to speed up. Go forward, and while the Balearic slingers are attracted by the light infantry group, get to their side and defeat them.

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"Carthage also retained a team of several hundred alien warriors behind the battle to protect their Balearic slingers, and our light armoured brigade was actually repelled!" When I heard the news, I couldn't help feeling startled, and hurriedly looked at Leotizides: "Lord Commander, the Carthaginians have actually learned to use the reserve team! Now the Camanlinas are obviously a little unsupported. Stay, what should we do?!"

Leotidides didn't seem to hear, sitting on the horse like a sculpture, but his eyes kept staring at his right front: there was the Eighth Legion he had high hopes for, but the raging black wave encountered The reef, which has led to the slow speed of advancing now, is likely to be related to the fact that the Eighth Corps suffered a lot of casualties after the Battle of Minoa, added a lot of reserve troops, and led to a decline in combat effectiveness. The Phoenician-Numibian mixed infantry is not a weak army... It's all a manifestation of the weakness of the Carthaginian army in the first battle of Minoa, which led to his own subconsciousness to the combat effectiveness of the Carthaginian army this time. misjudgment...

Leotidides couldn't help but search for the reasons for his misjudgment at such a critical moment. He has not suffered a defeat since he fought in combat (including in Sparta) as an adult, so it is inevitable that he has some gaffes.

Holding the reins with both hands, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Bring me a long shield and a spear!"

The guard behind him immediately handed his own.

He stretched out his hand to take it, dismounted from his horse, swung it vigorously a few times, then raised his stab gun and shouted: "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

According to the "Dionysian Military Law", the commander of the regiment has a guard of 50 people, and the regional commander is a guard of 100 people.

As the commander, Leotidides should have a hundred guards, but he actually only has one legion. In order to allow the soldiers to devote as much as possible to the battle, he did not increase his own guard. The 50 The guard immediately responded to Leotidides' call.

With his shield and gun, he took the lead and started to run forward. With every step, his body's familiarity with the shield and gun increased by one point: yes, he is not just a general of the army, he is also an excellent The warrior, he was the only one in the Spartan royal family who participated in the cruel Agog training since childhood, and he also amazed Dio at the time with his excellent skills in the Dionysian boot camp Nia's senior team officer!

Just when his blood was surging, a warhorse rushed out diagonally and blocked in front of him, Muklu shouted loudly from the horse: "Master Prosous, you are the commander, please stay with you. Command the entire army at your post, don’t leave without authorization!”

Leotidides looked at him coldly: "I can no longer command the entire army. The only thing I can do now is to join the battle and increase our hope of victory! Don't waste my time, get out of the way!"

"Lord Prosous!" Mukru remained motionless, with a firm tone: "It is clearly written on the front page of the "Dionysian Military Law", 'Leaders, must not be proud of victory, and must not be discouraged by defeat, Don't be swept away by anger, don't let grief weaken your fighting spirit... Like a god, eliminate all external interference, calmly analyze the battle situation, this is the quality that a great general must have!'

Lord Prosus, you are the Sicilian commander of the kingdom. Your responsibility is to protect the safety of the entire Sicilian territory, and you should not be too concerned about losing one or two battles! You have given up your duty, and if the battle really fails, who will command the safe retreat of our soldiers? ! Who will minimize the casualties of the soldiers? ! If the Eighth Legion suffered heavy losses, would we still have the strength to defend Sicily? ! …”

Mukru's remarks were like a twilight drum and a morning bell, leaving Leotidides stunned on the spot, his face uncertain...

After a moment, he silently handed the shield and gun back to the guard, then mounted his horse, shaking the reins.

Under his control, the warhorse began to trot forward to the right.

"My lord, you're going to—" Mukru was shocked, thinking that his advice didn't work.

"I'm going to the right flank to supervise the battle. Until the last moment, who will win and who will lose." Leotizides finished speaking with a cold face, and rode his horse to gallop north.

Muklu felt slightly relieved, and urged the horse to catch up.

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