Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"Since hearing the news that the response troops were attacked, Paulinus' army has accelerated, and it is estimated that they will arrive within a day at most."

The rider finished speaking: "Shall we turn around and attack?"

"No, why the U-turn?"

Nios shook his head, waved his right hand, and pointed to the east: "Since they want to withdraw, we will naturally follow his wish and chase after them!"

"But..." the rider hesitated.

He originally wanted to say that this was probably an illusion to lure the enemy deep, and the purpose was to ambush them.

But when he thought of the depth of this person's scheming, he didn't dare to refute.

So he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, he saluted and left.

Neos no longer paid attention, but raised his chin slightly, and cast his gaze to the north.

"I don't know, what's the situation over there."

......

At this time, to the north of the Thames, there are mountains and trees.

Black shadows jumped on the branches, and the branches and leaves trembled, as if a gust of wind passed by.

The little deer raised his head in shock when he heard the movement above his head, and looked around.

But after a while, everything returned to calm.

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The girl jumps between the tree trunks, sometimes climbs, sometimes falls and rolls, and shuttles nimbly among the leaves.

Finally, on the top of the huge oak tree, she squatted down lightly, and with a thought, she silently opened the eagle eye perspective and looked down at the forest.

"That is......"

From her point of view, in the dense forest, a few sky-blue figures stand out, and there are red figures guarding all around.

"My lord guessed right again." Fei muttered to himself.

What Neos said before came to mind.

"Although the opponent has concentrated the army, we still have to consider all possibilities."

"For example, the opponent deliberately shifted our attention to the middle lane, and then quietly sent the emperor on the road, and the army in the middle lane was just a bait."

"So I will use the cavalry to test first, and you will go on the road to scout and lurk first."

"How should my lord test it out?" Fei asked.

"Humans always cover their faces and hug their heads when facing danger. This is due to instinct. They always want to subconsciously protect their most vulnerable places."

Nios said: "Similarly, when faced with a sudden sneak attack, the opponent's general will subconsciously shrink his troops to the most vulnerable place."

"The position of the emperor!" Fei said in surprise.

"Yes, and if they don't shrink, it means that the emperor is not in it, then I made a wrong bet, the emperor is not in the middle."

"Then what if you make a wrong bet?" Fei asked.

"The biggest difference between a military adviser and a gambler is...the gambler has no way out if he gambles wrong.

The military division has long considered the possibility of his wrong bet, and prepared a secondary strategy for it, that is, the second set of plans. "

Nios patted Fei on the head: "And you are my side plan."

The wind blows and the forest moves, and there are waves of branches and leaves in the mountains.

"Hoo hoo, come on..."

Fei exhaled heavily, and touched the top of his head, which was where Neos had photographed.

"Don't let the adults down!."

......

Broken flagpoles and discarded armor on the Emperor's Avenue were scattered all over the place, and the cavalry rushed into the Roman barracks as if flooded.

The only defender rushed out of the camp, but was knocked over by the horses.

Horseshoes stomped on the mud, splashing water.

Riders rushed into the loose line of infantry, like hungry wolves rushing into a flock of sheep. Most of them were condescending and pierced by samurai before they could swing their swords!

There is roaring everywhere, flesh and blood flying everywhere, swords and swords.

"There are so few defenders, and the campfire was extinguished ahead of time. They obviously discarded their helmets and armor, but only took away their property. Do you think I am blind?" Neos looked around, and a group of warriors accompanied him as guards.

Not long after, the only defenders in the camp were emptied, and only a few men and horses fled in disorder.

"My lord, are we going to chase after him!" A rider rode his horse to Neos, panting heavily, his face red.

"Have you found the property?" Neos asked with a smile.

"Uh, no..." The samurai scratched his head.

"But they must have taken her away. Do you want to chase after him?"

Seeing the encouraging smile from the adults, the samurai was instantly pleasantly surprised: "Chasing!"

"Very well, then we'll..."

Neos swung his arms down and shouted, "Chasing!"

The rider with the battle pattern smeared on his face screamed wildly, shook the reins, and spurred the horse to run wildly.

Countless horseshoes stepped on the blackened military flag, chasing the fleeing soldiers ahead.

At this time, if you only look at the appearance, Nios led the cavalry and archers and tore through the defense line of the Roman legion. The soldiers in the battalion were powerless to break through, so they could only lie silently on the battlefield and in this strange land.

At the same time, the other soldiers who broke out were chased fiercely by the cavalry composed of Celtic warriors, and the pursuit of cavalry and infantry was probably equally dangerous.

But the opposite is true.

At this moment, in the depths of the Emperor's Avenue, among the dense forests, groups of Roman soldiers are reorganizing and then arranged to hide in the forest.

"Hurry up, the Celtics are going to catch up!"

Bruce spun around the army horse anxiously, shouting: "Everyone take off their helmets, and the soldiers in the formation are in ambush, and they are only allowed to show up when they hear the signal!"

Although the voice didn't travel far in the forest, the order still spread around at an extremely fast speed.

Every warrior who received the order came to his position, squatted down deeply, and slowly drew out his dagger.

The sound of thousands of short swords being unsheathed was connected together, and the cold light could be faintly seen in the thick green bushes, and the coldness penetrated into people.

If you look down from the top, you will find that densely packed short swords are buried in the green leaves, which is like a jungle of steel and thorns.

After a while, Bruce felt the vibration from the ground.

"They're here!" He exclaimed with joy.

The vibration increased rapidly, became more and more irritable, and more and more violent, accompanied by the Celtics' iconic roar.

With excitement and panic, Bruce got off his horse, took off his helmet, and followed the soldiers into the bushes.

The position he was in was a winding valley, piercing through the high mountains, like a hideous scar, the cold stream was still flowing.

At this moment, thousands of soldiers are hiding in this scar, buried in the water, ignoring the cold.

They knew that they were covered by streams and dense forests, and even though the enemy was on horseback, it was difficult to find them, not to mention that in the mountains and forests, it was difficult for cavalry to move at high speed.

The roar is approaching, the vegetation is almost shaking out of the soil, and the sound of horseshoes seems to be right above the head.

Bruce even felt that his head would be trampled in the next second.

But he bit the tip of his tongue hard and forced himself to calm down.

Until the huge black shadow above his head pressed down, he raised his head subconsciously, and watched a war horse soar into the air and pass over his head!

It's now!

Bruce's heart trembled violently, and with the strength that could crush stones, he exhaled a breath from his chest, and blew the whistle on his mouth!

The sharp whistle whistled in the forest!

Countless soldiers buried in the valley suddenly ejected!

Thousands of spears stick out of the water, like steel thorns growing out of the river!

With an icy breath, he instantly sank into the chest and belly of the war horse!

The horse neighed wildly and moved forward with momentum. The soldier held the spear firmly, and even if his palms were red, he let the horse's blood rain down like a rainstorm!

The white war horse was pierced through the chest and abdomen, blood spurted, the warrior fell off the horse with a scream, and the charge of the first cavalry was stopped!

Before the follow-up cavalry could realize what happened, they saw a large number of Roman warriors in front.

Bruce in the valley was shocked and overjoyed, and instantly understood the situation of the battle, and blew his whistle for the second time.

Then in the surrounding forest, thousands of Roman soldiers mobilized the Viet Cong to probe, and rushed down from the small high slope holding their short swords!

"Ambush! Stop!" A warrior shouted.

But it was too late, the Roman soldiers rushed directly at the rider from top to bottom, and stabbed with their swords.

The dripping blood quickly sprinkled on the green leaves.

It worked!

I made it!

Bruce crawled out of the valley, beheaded a dismounted warrior with his backhand, his face couldn't stop being surprised!

The horses were trapped by the deep forest, and it was difficult to run wildly to evacuate, and the warriors on the horses were surrounded by soldiers, and they were doomed to die!

I won this battle!

Bruce turned his head and looked around, desperately looking for the leader of the enemy army.

In the end, his eyes stayed where he didn't want to, and a gray figure was looking at him.

Silver hair, white robe, a little red between the eyebrows, just like Paulinus said!

It turned out that it was really him who fought against him!