Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

The deputy general said seriously: "No, I'm afraid what if it's like the time in the Teutoburg Forest?

The Germans also attacked us when they were marching, and finally wiped out the three legions? "

He paused, and his tone sank: "Not to mention the rumor that there are 20 rebels in Britain..."

Bruce also knew that his paranoia was a bit unreasonable, his head collapsed, and he let out a long sigh: "I can't help it, but this is the safest way now..."

He turned his head to look at the lieutenant general: "However, the advantage of doing this is that as long as we hold on for the first time until Paulinus comes to rescue, then we can directly form a siege.

In this way, not only will the army not be defeated, but there is even a chance to fight back! "

The lieutenant's eyes lit up.

"So get it, this wave,"

Bruce laughed wearily: "I actually used myself as bait!"

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Chapter 99No.90

"The support troops on the top lane were actually moved to the middle lane, and the bottom lane was also driven by flames. Now the three lanes are combined..." Fei was at the table, watching Neos draw the collected information on the map Can't help but frown.

Neos put down his paintbrush, turned his head and smiled: "That's right, it seems that the other party has finally realized our existence and plans to fight us directly?"

He paused, then looked back at the map: "Facing the enemy in the dark, we must use all means to lure him out. This is his only chance."

"Ten thousand Roman soldiers, thousands of support troops, and the Paulinus Legion that is coming...",

Fei looked up: "Are we really going to fight?"

"The invitation to fight has been posted, so we naturally have to fight." Neos said.

"But..." Faye hesitated.

"But we only have a thousand riders, how can we face an enemy ten times our size?" Neos turned his head.

Fei was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes".

"I only said that I would fight, but I didn't say how to fight."

Neos turned around and looked directly at the girl: "I didn't say that I must win."

"What?" Fei thought she had heard wrong.

"The failure of the battle does not determine the failure of the strategy. The ultimate goal of the war depends only on whether one's own goal is achieved in the end."

Nios said: "Then what is the goal of our expedition?"

"Snatching food and grass is the secondary goal, and robbing the emperor is the main goal." Fei replied earnestly.

"Mostly correct,"

Nios smiled and shook his head: "But it's far more than that."

Fee wanted to say more, but he stopped by raising his hand.

"Moreover, I have long observed the combat methods of the Roman legion, mainly heavy infantry, advancing in formation,

Although there are a small number of cavalry and archers to assist them, they are weaker than the main force. "

Fei frowned and pondered, a little puzzled.

In her opinion, the existing set of the Roman Legion is already an existence that is difficult to break through.

"As for war, if you engage in the theory of only arms and weapons, you will die miserably."

Nios explained: "To command an army, one needs to know long and short weapons, cooperate with various types of arms, and know how to adapt to local conditions and adapt to changes.

This is the Sima Law, the righteousness of the Son of Heaven, the principle of "the army is not mixed, it is disadvantageous". "

"As the saying goes, a long soldier is used for defense, and a short soldier is used for defense. If it is too long, it will be difficult to commit crimes; if it is too short, it will be too late;

Nios's expression gradually became cold: "Take heavy steps and ride lightly, if Rome continues to develop their army system like this in the future,

Then I affirm that the Roman Legion will inevitably fall on this point one day! "

The girl's heart was beating violently, and the confidence and pride of the man infected her.

"And before that, let me teach these Romans..."

Neos looked straight into the distance, tapped his finger on the map, responded to the location of the troops, and said in a cold and strict voice: "The real usage of cavalry!"

"cavalry?"

"That's right, the Roman general chose the avenue for the battlefield, and he played right into my arms.

And it just so happens that the advantage of cavalry is not in defense, but in movement. Only when they move can cavalry play its greatest role. said Neos.

"But even so, we're still at a disadvantage," Fee said.

"The disadvantage does not depend on the other party, but on yourself!"

Nios chuckled and raised a finger: "The first of the ten battles of cavalry, the enemy army has just arrived, and the ranks and formations are not yet determined. The front and rear troops cannot be connected. We will trap the front army and hit them to the left and right!"

......

On the Emperor's Avenue, looking from the top of the hill, there is a large open space surrounded by log fences beside the avenue, the short grass has been shoveled out, the land is bare, and the sand is flying.

The red tents popped up like mushrooms after the rain, the banners fluttered with the wind, and the soldiers lined up neatly, marching forward in the camp.

Engineers cleared the ground, dug latrines, and erected quenched wooden stakes.

"Before dark, trenches must be dug and stakes erected for every opening in the ring wall!" the officer ordered loudly.

Immediately following the watchtower, the soldiers shouted: "I found our troops, they were withdrawn from the north!"

There was a commotion in the camp.

The officer waved his hand without hesitation: "Six teams, seven teams, go out to respond, and the rest continue to work!"

It can be seen that the feelings of the comrades-in-arms have always been unstoppable. When the two teams converged, most of the soldiers in the battalion still stepped forward involuntarily to welcome them.

But a few seconds later, the ground suddenly shook, and the flagpole of the barracks flag began to shake violently.

When the sound of landslide came, everyone was stunned, and the officer's expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, all teams, take up arms!"

"It's cavalry! There are cavalry approaching!"

All the centurions immediately picked up the whistle on their chests and blew a sharp whistle.

But when everyone hadn't completed their formation, a monstrous cloud of smoke had already risen on the horizon at the end of the avenue.

The vanguard troops that have not yet returned to the camp took the lead in raising their shields and formed an array at the main gate of the camp, ready to meet the enemy.

Roman soldiers always believed that as long as they formed a formation, they were invincible.

But something unexpected happened.

The expected collision did not happen, only the smoke and dust stagnated less than a hundred steps ahead.

The soldiers were puzzled and probed.

However, the tide composed of jet-black horses suddenly turned around, making a sharp and dangerous turn. Seen from the sky, the cavalry seemed to draw out a huge half-moon.

Immediately afterwards, from the black half moon, countless screams sounded, and the rain of arrows fell in an arc.

"It's a bow and arrow, everyone raises their shields, and the formation is not allowed to be loose!" the centurion roared.

However, some soldiers were unable to react in time and were hit by arrows.

Although the damage caused by the arrow array was not large, the aura it brought caused a disturbance in the army's morale.

The experienced veteran knew that he could not stand still, otherwise he would become a living target, so he blew his whistle and shouted.

"Progress! Advance!"

The soldiers covered their heads with square shields one after another, and marched slowly against the array of arrows.

The soldiers in the battalion also began to go out to support. They poured out of the gate and formed formations in the open area, facing the cavalry archers.

But when they finally formed a formation, the front army had advanced far away from them, and the two armies were out of touch.

The chief will not have time to order in the future.

Suddenly there was a loud rumbling noise, and everyone turned their heads, only to see several cavalry teams flying out from the flanks, wrapped in billowing smoke, rushing towards the front team that was out of touch with the army like a wave!

"Go forward! Everyone go forward and support!" the officer roared.

When the soldiers heard this, they put down their shields quickly, but the arrows rained down on their heads again.

A few heart-piercing screams once again made the advance of the army formation stagnant.

Then everyone could only watch helplessly as the troops who had just withdrawn from the road were dispersed by the cavalry.

"What is this...!" the officer whined hoarsely.

......

Not far away, Nios was looking with his hands behind his back on the high ground, expressionless.

"The cavalry and shooting harassed the enemy's formation, but it's a pity that I don't have heavy cavalry, so it's difficult to charge into the formation. I can only use light cavalry to frighten the army, but I can't fight for a long time."

He muttered to himself and nodded slightly: "However, it's enough."

After a while, he waved an order: "Blow the horn, order Qingqi to retreat, cavalry shooters harass, and assist in evacuation!"

The warrior beside him nodded and blew the majestic horn.

"The deterrence is completed, then the next step is to ride and fight for the second advantage,"

Nios watched from a distance the cavalry retreating at an extremely fast speed, while the Roman infantry was having trouble catching up.

"When the enemy's formation is neat and strong, and the soldiers' fighting spirit is high, our cavalry should fight on both wings, gallop away, gallop back, swift as the wind, violent as thunder!"

He turned his head: "The notice goes on, from now on, from morning to night, from day to dusk, riders will harass the enemy army in batches, and no fighting or meeting the enemy is allowed.

Every time they harassed, they had to change flags, change military uniforms, drag branches, raise dust, beat drums and shout, left and right, without stopping for a moment. "

Neos paused, as if chanting a mantra: "In short, it must be done. When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue!"