The wailing sounds of people and horses came one after another. The soldiers of the Liwus Legion holding spears kept shouting rhythmically, stabbing the enemy's mounts to death. Then the light troops in the battle formation continued to protrude, using a narrow sword, and then forced the enemy warriors who were trying to penetrate into the formation. The Sinclair barbarian warriors were tall and big. They raised the swords or axes in their hands in extremely terrifying postures and then slashed them heavily. But often at this moment, the sharp swords and spears of the Liwus Legion pierced through their exposed abdomen and armpits in groups of three or three, but all the barbarian warriors were still continuing. They were not afraid of death at all. As long as they could complete blood revenge in their own way, they would have no regrets even if they fell down.

Soon, the front line could no longer maintain the gun formation, and all the soldiers shouted in the whistle of the centurion. Every three spearmen, plus the name light soldiers, formed a "t" shape, and held back to back, holding the spears and swords in their hands, and continued to fight with the enemies running around from all directions.

A soldier from the Liwus legion shouted and ran out, and pointed at the shin of King Sinclair with gorgeous armor. Mukuas felt a sudden pain in his calf and instinctively half kneeled on the ground. The soldier immediately took off the spear in his hand, then pulled out the sword in his sheath, quickly stepped up, and stabbed Mukuas straight down. The king's hat, he helmet, feather feather flashed, and the sword tip rubbed his helmet and passed by his helmet. Then he used his left hand to pull out a sharp little axe from his belt and slashed the soldier's exposed throat.

On the throat △◎—Mukuas discovered that the material and structure of Li Bida's recruit's breastplate were exquisite, and it was difficult to get a bargain when chopping the front. The soldier didn't even moan, and he was bleeding. He fell next to Mukuas. "Li Bida. You bastard!" Mukuas, with blood on his face, grabbed the spear that stabbed his calves, and shouted at Li Bida who pulled the reins away from dozens of Roman rulers, then knelt on the ground with one leg, swung his arms, and threw the spear out like flying.

The high priest lowered his body in a mess, allowing the spear to flash over his head. Then he pulled out his sword in anger, "Soldiers from the rear, organize a counterattack and kill the barbarian king!"

"For the glory of the high priest!" All the new soldiers around him rushed over, and the belly bow and the stone-casting flying came over. The personal soldiers around Mukuas were suddenly knocked over a lot. He was also hit on the face by a flying stone, his teeth were shattered, and his eyes were beaten out of his eye sockets. He howled and knelt on the ground, bowing his back in pain. He covered his face, and then another powerful belly bow arrow flew over and stabbed into his breastplate. The powerful kinetic energy rushed him back and sat back behind him.

"Advance, advance, pierce everything!" At this moment, the Liwus Legion, which had originally retreated to the back, organized the queue into a horizontal line, and attacked again with rows of spears. At this moment, almost all the personal soldiers next to Mukuas who were sitting were killed in battle. They either rushed forward bravely and buried in the spear jungle, or were knocked to the ground by arrow stones, and were killed by the enemy's light soldiers.

"Bastard, let this battle become the ultimate sound of the Sincredians. The warriors' tribe will sooner or later be buried in the battlefield." Mukuas shouted angrily, actually pulling off the raised drooping eyeballs, throwing off his helmet, holding the long sword in his hand with disheveled hair, and continuing to rush over.

Seventeen spears pierced into King Sinclair's body from different parts. He finally threw down the sword in his hand and fell to the soldiers of the Liwus legion. Then several soldiers rushed up shouting and raised their spears and poked them quickly until Mukuas could no longer move.

More than 800 warriors of Sinclair died on the battlefield, and the rest of the Spanish barbarians also dispersed. The left and right wings of Libida's army launched an encirclement counterattack, while Dussenvier's reserve cavalry was launched to pursue, almost slaughtering everyone, and rushed to the city of Wendipo. The Presbyterians in the city were shocked, only to know that the powerful army of Pompey's party passing by this city during the day had been completely destroyed in the evening. Therefore, after a brief gathering, the Presbyterians decided to open the city and surrender to welcome the high priest of the Republic.

After Li Bida quickly entered the city hall of Wendipo City with the guards, he ordered the chiefs of two small tribes to come and meet him as soon as possible, and asked Wendipo to provide a large amount of wood, iron nails and corresponding people, "Also, hire me 600 to 1,000 pack horses as soon as possible."

With the release of the High Priest's series of orders, his strategic concept seemed to become clearer, that is, to continue to move eastward and strive to open up the passage between him and the seven legions of Petterneus - leaning against several hills on the Hinkilis River, until he controlled this place, he could meet with Petterneus and form a siege against the Legion of the Little Thor.

Anyway, Syketus was placed in Wendipo's inside spy and sent such information to the hands of the little Thor in the middle of the night.

"Damn it, Mukuas is finished, it's only half a day. The implication is that Makius is finished. He may either die in battle or be captured." Seketus, who received the news one after another, could only pinch his nose with his fingers and groaned and said such thoughts, "I have two legions on the defense line of Ursau. Should I draw out one legion and go to the area between Wendipo and Sinkilis, but intercept and destroy him - he rushed from afar, and the number of people and the supply of the army would not be particularly sufficient."

After the decision was made, Sequetus stood up. If he had been able to assign the river defense front to Rabinus or Lelias before, what about now? He felt lonely.

At sunrise, Seyktus, with a large group of soldiers, quietly set off from the back door of the riverside camp. He entrusted the camp to a chief centurion, and he led the army to head towards the hills east of Wendypo, where he and Machius had prepared for building some core fortresses and placed an auxiliary brigade of Spanish soldiers to guard and monitor.

At the same time, Li Bida also stepped on the horse's back calmly in front of Wendipo's gate. He also felt lonely, but because he had no opponent in this world. Yesterday, Adianna's letter was sent from Nicomedia, claiming that she had mobilized the infantry and cavalry of Bendu and Ubertnia and successfully defended Turkton again, defeated Urabera's offensive, and was about to force him into the sea. "What are you doing, what step is the Spanish war going? I am eager to reunite with you, but all kinds of low-key enemies are constantly hindering all this. This time, Karabis and Karabiya will take the thunder sword that severely hurt and punish the little girl, and return the stability and tenderness to the world and the ocean again." (To be continued...)

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