Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

And every warrior of the Celtics seems to burst out with infinite vitality!

They began to realize that they didn't have to think about how to act, and they didn't have to worry about sneak attacks from the flanks. As long as they listened to the extremely calm voice behind them and acted, they were able to hold a stalemate with the invincible Roman legion for a short time.

"Damn it!" The commander also found that he hadn't taken advantage of it until now.

He could see that the general on the opposite side planned to use the super athleticism of the Celtic warriors to quickly seize the terrain to reduce short-handed confrontations.

Coupled with the outer cover of the archers, and the two phalanxes placed outside the confrontation, the battlefield is divided by non-stop movement, encirclement and anti-encirclement, and finally results in more local fights and less!

This is completely different from the previous troops, so who is the general in command, who can deliver orders so quickly.

The Roman commander yelled again: "Order, the rest of the infantry in the headquarters, all enter the battle along the middle road, interrupt the enemy from the inside out, and don't let them move anymore!"

With one order, even the commander himself leads the troops directly, enters the battle, and the whole army goes out!

But he thought he could crush and win, but found that because of the division of troops just now, the middle road had already been seized by Boudica, and the high slopes and small fields on the left and right wings kept harassing.

It directly caused the Roman soldiers in the headquarters to have a difficult attack, and the situation was passive!

At this moment, the soldier suddenly said to the commander who had just moved out: "My lord, the right army who just retreated has circled behind us!"

"Another step ahead of us!" The adjutant was shocked.

The commander gritted his teeth fiercely, "Stand back, stick to it, and deploy defense!"

Damn it!Did the other party foresee my every step!

He was puzzled and scanned the audience with a pale face.

On the battlefield, the biggest problem of command is no longer elsewhere, but the field of vision.

If you are in the formation, although the order is transmitted very quickly, which can make the deployment speed faster, it will also make it impossible to see the overall situation.And if you are in the rear, although you can see the whole situation, the transmission of orders will be too slow.

But the opponent's general seemed to have both, as if there was a pair of hands in the sky controlling these Celtic warriors.

So after playing for a long time now, not only did they not take advantage of it, but even their own formation was too divided!

The commander couldn't even help thinking.

So if we give the opposite commander the same force, we are afraid that we will be defeated directly!

No, no more waves!

Gatus doesn't know how to command, how can he not understand?

If there are many people and few people are beaten, then stay behind, and if few people beat many people, then come out and press forward.

So the commander immediately made a decision: "Everyone listens to the order, retreats a hundred meters, sticks to the city, and seeks a counterattack! We can no longer be divided!"

Here, the war horse was exhausted to the extreme, no matter how much it spurred, it just lowered its head, trotted slowly, panting violently.

But Neos knew that he no longer needed it to run.

Because, the wind has changed!

The Romans are retreating!

They stuck to the defensive formation, the rear team turned to the front team, and began to withdraw in an orderly manner layer by layer.

Until the end, only the Celtic warriors were left standing in the field, with the corpses of soldiers from both sides standing under their feet.

This is... the end?

Neos saw Boudica in front of him looking towards him, Her Lady Queen seemed to be still immersed in the battle just now, her eyes were blank.

The other warriors who reacted also showed the same expression, so that they forgot to chase the retreating legionnaires.

So, they didn't lose, and even temporarily beat the Romans back?

And this is all because of the command of the man behind him?

Everyone looked behind.

"Everyone!"

Nios rode on the horse, raised his right hand high, and clenched his fist: "Don't chase, regroup!"

After a few seconds of silence, everyone in the audience responded in unison.

"Yes!"

Neos glanced over these warriors one by one, smiled wordlessly, and finally glanced at Boudica.

Boudica's expression was complicated, but he still sighed and nodded at him.

Neos smiled back, raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked in the direction of the city.

I've been fighting here for a long time, so it's almost the same over there.

......

The Roman commander, looking gloomy, regrouped the team and evacuated to Winchester Fortress.

He has already made up his mind that no matter how much Gatus blames him, he will not advance rashly again. Since the opponent has such a strange leader, then he must choose the method with the highest success rate to win the war.

And just as he was contemplating, the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange silence.

The sound of uniform footsteps disappeared, and all the legionnaires stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong? We haven't lost yet!" The commander turned his head and shouted in a low voice.

The soldiers didn't respond, and everyone looked towards the top of the city, their expressions synchronously almost terrified.

Doubt, surprise, bewilderment, disbelief...

The adjutant stared at the top of the city, opened his mouth slightly, and pulled the commander's cloak: "Big, my lord...Look..."

The commander gave an uneasy "tsk", thinking that Gatus on the city wall had another moth, so he looked up.

"God!" He trembled all over.

The city wall was already in flames, and the former Roman military flag was ruthlessly broken and thrown hastily under the city.

Instead, there were densely packed Iceni tribe flags. Hundreds of Iceni Celts stood on the city wall, waving flagpoles, and the blue flags were waving in the wind against the thick black smoke.

While everyone was silent, they saw a muscular warrior and a girl in a hood standing at the front.

The two were escorting a man with a red robe and a plump figure. Although there was a sack on his head, the commander could tell at a glance that it was Gatus, the financial officer of the province of Britannia.

Then, the samurai swung his sword and chopped off the man's head!

Blood gushed out like a tide, and severed heads fell from the city like stones.

The hearts of the Roman soldiers were instantly shattered.

The samurai continued to shout: "Fort Winchester is broken! Gatus is dead! Surrender quickly!"

If the impact of the scene they saw was so strong that the retreating Roman soldiers did not know whether it was true or not, then this loud shout completely cut off their thoughts!

The house was really stolen!

Then the gate of the city opened wide, smoke and dust rose, and thousands of Qingqi walked out slowly. After forming a formation under the city, their momentum gradually rose!

The commander is still holding on: "All soldiers, prepare to meet the enemy!"

But as soon as the words fell, there was a loud roar from behind, like a raging tide, overwhelming the sky

"Oops!" The commander trembled.

That was the warrior by the river who had fought them just now, and they actually caught up!

Here, surrounded by front and back, morale collapsed, and there was a dead end!

Defeat like a mountain!

The commander instantly understood everything from beginning to end.

The other party has long known that the leader here is Gatus, so all arrangements have already begun when they decided to attack the city.

First send scouts to find out all the information on the way, and after confirming that there is no ambush, the army will advance directly, and when they see the river, they will line up with their backs!

One is the strategy of underestimating the enemy, the other is the method of luring the enemy, the third is the strategy of resisting the enemy, the fourth is the strategy of stealing the enemy, and finally the enemy is trapped to death.

What a bold layout, what a perfect plan!

So, who is the person who confronted him!

In a daze, the commander heard the sound of rushing forward and backward, and the adjutant was yelling at him, and the soldiers had already begun to collapse before they could face the enemy.

Subconsciously, he turned his gaze to the rear, only to see the sun shining directly, and the silhouettes of thousands of warriors appeared.

But what caught his attention was the silvery white in the middle.

Dazzling but cold!

(oh hoo...)

Chapter 62 Questions and Answers

The sky is getting dark, and the setting sun is like blood.

The cool wind blows through the post-war Winchester, and the strong burning smell rises with the wind.

A procession slowly walked towards the heavy city gate. Boudica was sitting on a horse, and Turner was leading the horse. Her body swayed with the horse, and it was difficult for her back to straighten.

She felt tired from tense nerves and running raids for a long time.

After entering the city, Boudica looked around and saw that the doors and windows of every house on the street were closed, the blood had been absorbed by the ground, and the ground was covered with bright red.

It's just strange that there is no dead body visible in the eye.

Boudica was puzzled, and turned his head to ask, "Where are those Roman soldiers?"

"According to Lord Neos's order, they were all taken outside the city and killed." Turner replied with a smile.

"Kill?"

Boudica was slightly surprised: "But he didn't say..."

"Surrender or not kill?"

Boudica nodded: "Yeah."