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The remaining cavalry, a total of more than fifty cavalry, lined up into a diamond-shaped team with wide views, guiding Karabis and the veterans and 100 teams, left the gang and rushed towards the established direction. "There is a small river around the center of the circle, which is a very broken place, and there is a road on one side and the other three sides are cliffs. If they continue to move, they can only walk straight along that road." A tax collector was very familiar with him, riding a horse with a cavalry, and said to Karabis who was running.

"You are basically right, and the captive said that Tuksil led the main cavalry to attack Helsones in the southwest corner, where he needed water, wood and food." Karabis ran back and shouted, "The whole army, attack speed, complete the task like a veteran should!" All the veterans responded in a low voice. They carried round shields and heavy spears like Greek warriors, and some people held the captured Scythian spear, a weapon with a spear head and barbs, and hay and branches were piled on the helmets and shoulder armor, and then they continued to walk silently.

With tax collectors leading the way, they did not encounter any difficulties along the way. They passed through dense forests, mountain passes and streams, and even encountered the scout cavalry of Bendu. The plundering of the past few days greatly reduced their vigilance. Even though they were defeated by force yesterday in a defeat, the main Roman troops who were marching towards Hersonnez along the mountains today made Bendu people mistakenly believe that the goal of the Romans was to rescue Hersonnez. So Bendu cavalry whistled and flocked in groups of three or five. Around the team led by Hebrida, they continued to launch harassing attacks, preparing to consume their physical strength and will, and then gathered at a suitable location to encircle and annihilate the Romans!

The arrow feathers danced in the air with various trajectories, but the main column led by Hebrida, the soldiers on the periphery raised long shields with their right hands. Wearing double-layer chain mail, thick clothes were stuffed inside, and holding the weapons in their hands tightly, so that the Scythians' bows and arrows would not cause too much damage to them. The soldiers lined up in a long line, covering the baggage and light troops on the inside, that is, against the other side of the mountain, someone fell down and was pulled into the queue, waiting until the Scythian light cavalry was too close. The scout cavalry waved their spears and drove them away. The entire team of eagle flags was still stoicly moving towards the southwest.

This "magnet" obviously attracted more and more Bendu cavalry to attack. They even gave up looting the villages and markets. The prisoner of war cavalry said nothing wrong. In order for Tucker Schiller to raid and take down Hersonnez, these cavalry came out in full swing and tried their best to stop the Romans' rescue.

However, on the other hand, among the dense forests, Karabis' veterans marched quietly like ghosts, silently approaching the center of the circle of the pre-map board. "In front is a dense hill with a river stretching across the mountain. If you turn over, you can see the road." This is the judgment of the tax collector. Karabis nodded and made a gesture - all the cavalry, fifty people, dismounted and put their horses on tight chewing. This is the Celtic method to prevent them from biting and screaming. Then, with the veteran infantry as the guide, everyone formed a strict team and began to move upwards and walked into the dense forest. The branches and leaves were dense, and only the light of the star points shone down. The feet of the people stepped on the thick fallen leaves and pine branches, and could not make any sound.

Following the instructions of the tax collector, they walked slowly and cautiously towards the hills along a stream that was almost hidden by dead branches and leaves.

"The stream has forked here!" Several vanguards pointed there and said to Karabis who caught up. As expected, Karabis pulled the tax collector and said, "Which fork here leads to the hill?" The tax collector looked at the sky in embarrassment, then at the ground, and at the dark surroundings, he could only shake his head and show that he was not sure.

Arminius shouted why he wouldn't leave, and then he was stunned for a while when he saw this scene, and said, "I can only be divided into two teams. I will lead one team, and you will lead one team."

"No, you can't disperse!" Karabis said with certainty that the number of these people on hand was already in short supply and could not be dispersed anymore, especially in this situation, and it is very likely that they will not be able to gather if they disperse.

At this moment, a situation that made everyone afraid of it happened. Deafening sounds came from the deep forest on the other side of the stream, like the sound of human footsteps and horse hooves. The Roman soldiers all faced like earth. Could it be that the people of the capital discovered us?

"Low!" Karabis knocked on the helmet of the flag-holder behind him, and everyone understood and squatted down one by one, turning the spear and the sword downwards to facilitate the fight. They were covered with hay and dead branches. Even if the people from this place came, they could not find them even if they were not very close.

Just as Karabis's eyes were frozen, something jumped over the other side of the stream, a horned thing on his head, a sturdy deer. His body in the low altitude drew an extremely beautiful arc and jumped over the stream. In front of Karabis's eyes, it grew and left. Then there was the entire deer, like a cheerful fish, accompanied by a rumbling sound, jumped over the stream one by one. Finally, there was only a gray deer, running into the stream with some fear, turning back and forth, not daring to go ashore with its tribe, so it fell alone, with a pair of big furry eyes, looking at Karabis with some grievance and helplessness, shouting in her mouth that the humans could not understand.

"Don't do it, let it go!" Karabis said, holding down the hand of a soldier who was about to throw out his spear.

The figure of the doe flashed over there, accompanied by an anxious chirping. The deer shook her little butt, looked back at Karabis, and then rushed to the shore in a few seconds and disappeared.

At this time, when Karabis's eyes moved from the back of the deer to the stream and was about to raise his hand to ask the troops to continue moving forward, he suddenly saw a rider with armor and cloak covering his crotch, a striking white horse under his crotch, jumping out of the stream like a ghost, and the horse's hooves stirred the sound of water. When the rider saw Karabis standing on the other side, wearing Roman officers' costume, pulling down the reins and strangling the mount, watching quietly, stopping in the middle of the stream, patting the neck of the mount that was shaking his ears, and whispering to comfort it with a little uneasy.

The loose sunlight behind the light snow was spread slanted on the trees and streams. When all the soldiers saw their temporary battalion officer standing by the stream, staring at the strange rider, they looked at each other, and could only hold the flag and lead the horse, standing behind and waiting for the order. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
Chapter completed!