"You'd better make some fuss, otherwise I won't let my team be killed in vain!" The chief centurion of the 10th Legion held the angry team beating hand, muttering to the head of sweat, whispering, and throwing stones, half-kneeling while organizing a volley, Sabo, who was not squinting, was squinting, and roaring, if this wheeled crossbow was a fake, then I had to avenge the team beating hand and kill the gunners who were hurting first.

Sabo in the gorge held a folding ruler, first facing the opposite hillside, the position of the barbarian sheep skulls made a few clicks, and then briefly squealed a few commands to all the earth-like gunners. After a humming and twisting sound, a row of javelins flew straight out, stabbing the Boys' sheep skull flag flat, with broken limbs and shields, and nailed the Boys' chief riding on his horse, and flew straight to the hillside behind a dozen Roman rulers.

The chief was killed by "thunder" within a short distance, and the tribal totem was destroyed. The Boys no longer had the courage to fight. They began to collapse along the hillside, and fled farther away regardless of the insulting scolding and shouting of women and children in the car camp.

Sabo turned the rest of the cavalry cannons and aimed at the huge chariot camp of the Boys.

"Let them surrender." Li Bida, who surrounded the Boy's chariot camp with his follow-up troops, ordered the envoy, "Otherwise I will break their chariot camp within a quarter of an hour and sell all the people into slavery."

But about a quarter of a moment later, the envoy's head was wrapped in a dog's tail and threw it out of the camp, rolling in front of the eyes of Libida and Rabinus.

Then the envoy's body was raised high by the shouting Boy women with wooden poles, and the tree was at the conspicuous entrance of the car camp, "They said that the ancestors of the Boys had stipulated that they could only accept the surrender of the enemy, not themselves. Since the men had all escaped shamefully, let them fulfill their ancestor's oath." Sabo and Milu, who were familiar with Celtic, intermittently translated the women's shouting to Li Bida and Rabinus.

"Time is precious. Lord Libidaus, break this place as soon as possible, and then head to Mount Tihong. The destruction of the Helveti is today." Rabinus's tone was also very cold. The kindness of Duke Xiang was not paid attention to on the battlefield. For the commander, there was only a distinction between qualified and unqualified, and there was no distinction between cruelty and kindness. Of course, Libida also understood this.

So he raised his hand to Sabo expressionlessly.

The six cavalry cannons were concentrated fire-firing, first using heavy-duty javelins, and then round stone bullets, which kept bombarding the front of the chariot camp until they were broken and the light crossbows were burned or collapsed. The hideous gap appeared behind the smoke, and Rabinus looked up at the setting sun. It was already dusk, so he asked the flag-holder to raise the mountain falcon flag to attack.

About a moment later, the entire Boys were destroyed. Most of the more than 20,000 women and children in the chariot camp were killed. The remaining thousands of people no longer had the courage to disobey. They were tied up with ropes by the military slaves. Many soldiers carried the robbed property and ran outside the chariot camp to vomit. Half because of fatigue and half because of bloody killing.

"I am the granddaughter of the previous generation of King Helveti Or and Akos. I came out just to see the last glance of killing my enemy." Two soldiers poked the secondary stretcher out of the smoke-burning car camp. On it was a teenage girl with long eyelashes and slightly freckled eyes. Her chest was covered in blood, her face was pale, and her whole body was gradually stiff due to blood loss. She held a dagger in her hand. She struggled to raise her neck, looked at Li Bida and Rabinus' eyes, and after reporting her glorious lintel, she tilted her head and died.

It seems that this royal daughter was left behind by mistakenly being safe and ended up like this. Li Bida was silent for a while, got off the horse, and closed her still half-open eyelids with her hands. He couldn't help but remember the scene of meeting Adiana in the Karabi Palace eight years ago, but this girl was obviously not as lucky as Adiana.

"I have to remind you that this is not a time of sorrow. Giving her the funeral that she deserves is also a matter after the end of the entire battle. Our Little Tree Mountain is just a part of this war. Now, take your soldiers and equipment and continue to advance forward." After saying that, Rabinus said, and then rode his horse first, and the time is still very tense now.

"The front team raised the torch and prepared to go to the night road; the back team confiscated the weapons in the car camp and escorted the barbarians to the foot of Xiaoshu Mountain. Those who resisted would kill them." The centurion's whistle sounded again. Although he felt tired and hungry for a day of continuous fighting, the soldiers also understood that as long as he survived today and did not relax, his life would be much better immediately. So everyone was excited, encouraged each other, and moved towards the next goal.

As a result, in the dimness, a team that walked out of the oblique valley almost scared Rabinus, thinking that they were ambushed by the barbarians. After the shining Taurus flag was imprinted into their eyes, Rabinus and Li Bida realized that this was the 11th Legion of Apis. They looked half-starved. It seemed that they were also tossed in the previous roaming battle, but they were in good spirits. According to the leading centurions, they reported to the acting commander-in-chief: they were aware of the excitement here. After the war, Commander Apis felt that the Governor might have had a decisive battle with the Helvetis, so he immediately moved closer to this side and encountered some hard battles halfway through, mainly small groups of people running around the barbarians. When Rabinus asked where Apis was, the answer was that he was in the back team, and with the first brigade of the 11th Legion, Rabinus nodded. He knew Apis, which was not timid, but his cautious fighting style. The commander always liked to command troops on the back line or on the right wing.

"You 11th Legion and these 12th Legion are under my command and will attack the Helveti together." This is the order of Rabinus.

At this time, at the foot of the Tihong Mountain, the front line of the Gaul barbarians was already full of holes. After the Tenth Legion turned to rest in place, the Seventh and Eighth Legion entered their pursuit, stepped on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and drove the Helveti barbarians all over the mountains and valleys. Most of these barbarians lost their weapons and shields, and could only fight and retreat half naked. They were crowded and reached by the Romans to a hill inside and outside Rome, a half away from Tihong Mountain, where their chariot camp was located.

The 15,000 Dulinchi men who were defending the two legions of Romans attacked their flanks when they were flying in the camp. Caesar made a quick decision and immediately asked the auxiliary cavalry of Little Crassus and the prepared Ninth Legion to rush down the mountain immediately - the Seven and Eighth Legion continued to chase the main force of the barbarians who were struck by the fierce attack, and the Ninth Legion leaned against them and fought against the newly emerging Dulinchi men. The front line was divided into two sides and carried out at the same time. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!