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Her figure alone overshadows the presence of 100,000 Hun cavalry.

The 100,000 Hun cavalry were all dressed differently and looked like a ragtag army. Logically, they should not have such strict military discipline.

But that is the fact. The 100,000 Hun cavalrymen who looked like a ragtag army were actually a powerful army that was invincible across Europe. The Hun army seemed to have no military discipline and even had no unified language, but not a single creature dared to make a sound to attract Attila's attention.

The Roman legions under Tiberius, even the barbarian soldiers, were dressed exactly like the Roman soldiers. Apart from their hair and eye color, they spoke the same language and followed the same military orders as the Roman soldiers.

The command of the Roman legion could reach the grassroots level of squad leader, and any military order from the commander could be implemented. The organizational strength was much stronger than that of the Huns who rushed over in a swarm.

At the command of the Hun King Attila, 100,000 Hun cavalrymen rushed forward in a swarm. Some of the horses were fast, some were slow. The ones at the front were about to touch the Roman legion, but the ones who set out with them were still on inferior horses that were several hundred steps away from the Roman legion...

Judging from the feeling, this messy Hun cavalry does not seem to be very combat-effective at all. If it were placed in the East Asian Monster Room, it would most likely be blown up.

In fact, this is normal, because the Huns are not a race in the strict sense, but a united tribe composed of multiple tribes that converted to the Hun King Attila. This united tribal model is similar to the Hun Empire eight hundred years ago.

The Xiongnu Empire was able to dominate the East Asian grasslands and was an enemy of the unified Han Empire for a hundred years. It was finally destroyed by Emperor Wu of Han at the cost of halving the population. Its strength was second to none in the world.

The name "Xiongnu" was a fabricated word by two Xiongnu leaders, Maodun Chanyu and Laoshang Chanyu. They integrated all the tribes in the entire grassland, abolished their original tribal names, and collectively called themselves "Xiongnu".

It was Laoshang Chanyu who proposed the term "either Han or Hu" and united all the tribes that were not Han people into one powerful leader of the Xiongnu.

As a nomadic king dug out by the Hun elders, Attila had some Hun habits. The "Huns" under his command included white and yellow people as later generations would know them, as well as people from the Western Regions with standard Central Asian appearance.

In short, the so-called Hun Empire was a hodgepodge. Even in the eyes of later generations, the origins of the Huns were extremely mixed, and their level of civilization was similar to that of primitive savages who had not evolved. There was not a single thing in the country that could be called civilized.

No writing, no entertainment, no art, no philosophy, no medicine... no civilization!

There is only unsystematic and incomprehensible nonsense.

To say that the Huns were the successors of the Xiongnu is to flatter this group of primitive people. If the Xiongnu had such weak organization, the death of their Chanyu would have caused the entire empire to collapse, and the Han Empire would not have gone to such a huge cost to defeat the Xiongnu Empire.

The Huns at most inherited a trace of the remnants of the Xiongnu.

But this is normal. Attila is hostile to everything that can be called "civilized". Even the barbarian kingdom with only a little civilization like the Visigoths was hostile to Attila and was destroyed.

Of course, there would be no civilization at all in the country established by this nomadic king.

Looking at the undisciplined Hun cavalry, Tiberius showed a rare scornful smile. He said: "These barbarians from the East are not even as good as the barbarians in Britain! They are just like primitive people!"

"Change the formation, let the adults (Triarii) go out in the first row, and the young men (Hastatii) retreat to the second row to prepare for throwing javelins."

Tiberius commanded: "When the young soldiers have finished throwing javelins, retreat to the third row, and let the Principes throw javelins instead. When the Hun cavalry enters the range, let the archers raid the formation."

The Roman military system was divided into light infantry, youth soldiers, middle-aged soldiers and adult soldiers according to their ranks. In addition, there were special military branches such as cavalry and archers, which were different from the regular army.

Because cavalry and archers also need to provide their own weapons, generally only middle-class small landlords and children of good families with considerable wealth are qualified to join special military branches.

Generally speaking, adult soldiers are the true elite and core of an army. They have rich combat experience and strong combat power. They usually serve as the central guard and reserve of the commander-in-chief, and are equipped with the empire's most elite heavy armor and sharpest weapons.

Rome's normal warfare mode was to have light infantry and young soldiers in the first row, middle-aged soldiers in the second row, and adult soldiers in the third row as backup. This would serve the purpose of training the soldiers, allowing the light infantry and young soldiers to quickly become qualified veterans.

It cannot be said that the Roman military system was completely without loopholes, but it was much more advanced than the barbarians who had no military system at all.

Tiberius took a deep breath and made a decision for Augustus: "Pass my military order. Whoever kills Attila, the King of the Huns, will be appointed Archon of Nia (province) and will be in charge of the territory of a province."

"It doesn't matter if you die in battle. Your sons will inherit your territory, and your brothers will inherit theirs. Rome will not treat meritorious officials unfairly!"

Nepos did not issue such an order at all, but Tiberius believed that as long as the terrible Hun king was killed, Rome's crisis would be resolved. Such a great achievement was worthwhile to be granted a province as a territory.

At worst, the territory of the Gothic Kingdom can be divided among those who have made contributions.

As soon as Tiberius' order was passed down, the Huns, who were closest to Rome, began to attack like tigers and wolves, shouting gibberish in foreign language.

"Mangudai!"

The Huns said words like "Mangudai" and began to launch a cavalry attack. To Tiberius's surprise, the Hun cavalry, which looked so messy, actually had very good riding skills.

Those Hun cavalrymen only pretended to charge the Roman legion formation, but in fact, when they were within ten steps, the cavalrymen in the front had already used their superb riding skills to turn their horses' heads to the side and bypassed the heavy infantry legion composed of adult soldiers.

The heavy infantry phalanx can restrain all cavalry. As long as the heavy infantry phalanx does not disintegrate and flee, it is impossible for conventional cavalry to defeat a heavy infantry corps head-on.

But that was just talking about conventional cavalry warfare. As a nomadic people, the Huns only knew basic skills in horseback archery. The Hun cavalry rode on their horses and began shooting arrows at the flanks of the Roman legions.

The Romans began throwing javelins and shooting arrows in response, and for a while they did kill quite a few Huns.

However, as the defending party, the Roman legion suffered more casualties than the Huns, and was passively beaten, with its morale dropping very quickly. If Tiberius had not been a man of his words and had a high reputation, the Roman legion would probably have begun to riot at this time.

In the feudal era, if a normal army suffered 20% casualties, 80% of the remaining soldiers would lose the will to continue fighting. If there were 50% casualties, the army would be defeated in an instant.

If one person escapes, it will cause thousands of people to escape. Everyone knows that the large army gathered together is not powerless to fight against the enemy, but no one can guarantee that he or she will not be the next person to die.

Once a teammate runs away first, the herd mentality of people will cause an army to collapse directly.

This is what is meant by a defeat like a mountain collapsing.

Relying on their mobility and sophisticated archery skills, the Hun cavalry were using the skinning tactics, that is, surrounding the Roman legions and shooting arrows. The continuous archery would always take away some of them.

Killing the enemy is secondary. The most important thing is the huge blow to morale. This passive situation of being beaten but unable to reach the enemy makes the heavy infantry at the front very frustrated.

But this was not enough to defeat the Roman legions. If one wanted to defeat a disciplined army with the skinning tactics, it would have to last for at least several days and nights, harassing the enemy all night long like a pack of wolves, and it would also have to make sure that the enemy had no hope of victory. Only then would one be successful.

The Roman Legion's cavalry had not yet appeared, but Tiberius regarded the Roman Legion's cavalry as his trump card. When the Hun cavalry's horses had lost their speed and their horses were exhausted, he would order the cavalry to charge out in one fell swoop, which would surely defeat the Hun cavalry, which was at the end of its strength.

"Strange, if it's just this level, the so-called Hun cavalry is just this level!"

Tiberius looked at the stalemate situation. The casualty ratio between the Huns and the Roman legions was not one-sided and exaggerated. He was puzzled as to why such an army, whose combat effectiveness was not unimaginably strong, could force Rome into this state.

But he soon found out.

The Hun King Attila casually took an exaggerated giant bow. The bow was almost as tall as Attila, and the thick bowstring was almost thicker than her arm. She sat on the horse and did not take any arrows, but put the sword of the god of war in her hand on the bow.

A ray of bright starlight flashed in Attila's emotionless blood-red eyes. A strange divinity that was completely different from the gods on Earth permeated the bow and sword. She said coldly: "Rome! Catch my arrow!"

"Remember, this is the erosion of civilization by barbarism!"

The symbol of the earth's divinity is gold, so the more divinity a person has, the bright golden color of his hair will be.

This is true for both Gilgamesh and Altria.

But Attila's hair was a cold white, which, against her beautiful brown skin, gave her an exotic and dead feeling.

The huge bow was stretched to its limit, and the bow arm was bent so hard that it made a creaking sound. One could not help but worry that the bow would break with a snap in the next moment.

She is such a slender and frail girl, yet she has such extraordinary strength.

Seeing this strange scene, Tiberius suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the next moment, his premonition came true.

When Attila shot this arrow, the sword of the god of war, which was made of three-color divine light, served as an arrow. The moment it left the string, it turned into a huge, despairing beam of light. The Huns seemed to have been accustomed to it. When Attila drew the bow, they had already panicked and retreated far away.

Even the fleeing Huns did not care about exposing their backs to the Roman legions, just to escape Attila's attack range as quickly as possible.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 81 I am Rome!

Arrows transformed from yellow, pink and blue divine lights streaked across the sky like meteors, and before anyone could react, they crashed into the tight and orderly Roman army formation.

This arrow, like piercing a piece of paper, tore and pierced the Roman heavy infantry phalanx that had resisted the archery and mangudai of 100,000 Hun cavalry and prevented the Hun cavalry from advancing an inch...

Wherever the three-colored sword passed, those powerful soldiers were instantly evaporated by the three-colored divine light, but this was only the beginning, and it was not even a complete attack. Only when the sword fell to the ground did the Huns' attack fully erupt.

It is said that when there are more than ten thousand people, there is no end in sight. When ten thousand people are fully spread out, the scale is very spectacular. This is even more so for a battle between sixty thousand and one hundred thousand. The land in front of the city of Rome was almost flattened, and the battlefield of both sides stretched for more than ten miles.

However, after the sword landed and turned into a three-color beam of light rising into the sky, the Roman legion, which had originally been well-organized and orderly with 60,000 people divided into four horizontal rows, supporting each other and helping each other, had lost one third of its troops. The adult soldier unit, which Tiberius valued the most and even relied on as the core, could now be disbanded.

With just one strike, he killed more than 20,000 people. The strength of the Hun King had surpassed the scope of human beings.

"So... is that the case?"

Tiberius showed an expression uglier than crying. He vomited a large mouthful of blood. At this moment, he knew that he had been defeated. At the same time, Rome's last hope was shattered. He could no longer save Rome, and he could only watch Rome perish.

"King of the Huns... King of the Huns!!!"

Tiberius' voice was filled with grief and pain, but the Hun king remained expressionless. She stretched out her little hand and waved it gently. The sword of the god of war that had evaporated 20,000 people turned into three-color divine light and returned to Attila's hands.

Attila said calmly: "Rome is a bad civilization!"

Attila did not take any further action, but the Roman legion had been completely discouraged. The adult soldiers in the first and second rows, who were the most elite members of the Roman legion, were almost all lost, and only one in ten strong and able-bodied soldiers remained. The only ones left were the young soldiers and light infantry hiding in the third and fourth rows.

However, these soldiers, who were already weak in combat power and experience, had been frightened to the point of losing their minds by the terrifying three-colored divine light, and no longer had the courage to continue to be enemies with the terrifying Hun king.

The Hun cavalry looked at Attila in shock and awe, shouting "May the Whip of God be above", "May the Sword of the God of War be invincible", and "May Attila bless us with victory!"

I don’t know when it started, but the Roman legions began to throw away their weapons and armor, and this time they suffered a complete defeat.

In fact, most of the dead were barbarians. The Roman legion led by Tiberius consisted of only one-tenth Romans, or less than 6,000 people. These 6,000 Romans were basically cavalry and archers, and were considered Tiberius' trump card and killer.

But even the casualties among the barbarians were enough to make Tiberius heartbroken. Moreover, the last combat-capable legion of Rome was completely lost, and Rome was only a countdown to its demise.

The Romans in the Roman legion were fine, at least they still had the belief to defend Rome, but the barbarians were completely scared crazy by the Hun king Attila. After a brief period of shocking mental blankness, they began to flee like crazy.

Some barbarian soldiers even panicked and began to attack Tiberius' central camp.

Tiberius gritted his teeth and ordered: "Kill all the barbarians who approach the center of the army, don't hold back!"

At the same time, the Hun cavalry also turned back and began to shoot and kill the Roman legion soldiers who were in a panic and had completely lost the courage to fight, just like hunting.

Now the taste is right, the Hun cavalry finally waited for the combat mode that the Huns are familiar with.

But before Attila took action, the Hun cavalry had fought a fierce battle with the Roman legions for several hours, and now they were exhausted. They were only able to continue fighting out of fear of Attila, and their killing efficiency was very low.

A few more hours passed, and finally before dark, the Hun cavalry had killed less than 10,000 Roman soldiers. In addition to the initial battle, the killing efficiency of the entire Hun cavalry was not as good as the casualties caused by Attila's arrow.

Attila ordered expressionlessly: "Withdraw the troops, regroup, and capture Rome tomorrow to destroy this evil civilization!"

After saying that, Attila retracted the cold mode of God's Whip, tilted his head in a slightly silly manner, rubbed his flat belly and complained: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat ten deer tonight..."

"Deer blood is hot, even if you are the king, you'd better not eat too much!"

"Well, then let's eat more cattle and sheep!" Attila made the decision by pounding his little fist.

Perhaps, for this Hun king, there is no essential difference between destroying Rome and what to eat in the evening.

No matter how hard Tiberius tried, in the end, after the Huns withdrew their troops, there were only a thousand people gathered around him, almost all of whom were Romans with black hair and black eyes. The barbarians ran away or died, and even the surviving barbarians refused to obey Tiberius' orders and became enemies of the Hun king.

Attila did not chase after Tiberius, who was like a stray dog, and let him make all kinds of meaningless struggles. She was now preparing barbecue for dinner.

Tiberius, however, was devastated. He took his thousand men and all the supplies he could carry, burned the remaining supplies, and asked to return to Rome, to live and die with the city.

After hearing the news, Nepos immediately lost all his fighting spirit, locked himself in the palace, ignored worldly affairs, and began to enjoy himself, as if he was determined to live one day at a time.

Orestes brought Tiberius into the city, and when he saw Tiberius, he almost didn't recognize him.

This Roman nobleman, who always dressed elegantly and adhered to a simple, traditional and elegant style, seemed to have aged by dozens of years in an instant. His originally jet-black hair turned mottled gray, and his whole body exuded an air of old age.

His clothes were tattered and his expression was dull and lifeless, completely different from the high-spirited man he was before.

Attila's arrow not only made the Roman emperor lose his fighting spirit, but also almost broke the morale of the Roman commander.

Tiberius no longer thought about how to save Rome. His only thought now was to live and die with Rome.

Orestes invited Tiberius back to his home and said, "Tiberius, I had decided to depose Nepos from Augustus and make my son Romulus the Roman emperor."

Orestes' first words were so shocking that if it had happened a day earlier, Tiberius would definitely have been furious and would have expelled him at all costs.

Of course, Orestes at that time would never say this to Tiberius, nor would he ever have such an idea.

But now, Tiberius lowered his head and did not respond. Seeing this, Orestes continued, "Nepos has lost his fighting spirit. A mediocre king like him cannot save Rome at all. I have to think of a way..."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Tiberius interrupted Orestes and said calmly, "You saw that I also failed, and it was a terrible defeat. The 60,000-man army was completely wiped out, and I only managed to gather more than a thousand people. Not to mention the barbarian soldiers, even most of the Romans in the legion had already fled."

"Augustus's behavior is understandable. The Hun king is too strong. He is so strong that he surpasses the human dimension. Rome cannot match him at all."

"...I was originally thinking whether I could make you the new Augustus of Rome." Orestes shook his head and said, "Now it seems that it is not possible. Then my son can only succeed to the throne."

Tiberius did not react excessively, and even advised rationally: "Orestes, you will fail. You should not carry out a palace coup at this time. The Romans will not recognize you."

"It doesn't matter. Since poor mediocre Nepos can't give a suitable answer, let me try instead!"

Oreste raised his head and laughed: "But I, Oreste, will always be a subject of Rome and the commander of the Roman army. I will never usurp the position that does not belong to me!"

"But I, Orestes, will continue the glory of Rome! Greatness belongs to Rome, and glory also belongs to Rome!"

Orestes was a completely Romanized barbarian. He launched a coup at this critical juncture, and in fact he had the same idea as Tiberius - he wanted to be buried with Rome.

After all, he did not launch a coup to seize the throne when Rome was at its peak, but instead chose to fight for the so-called position of Roman emperor when Rome was in danger and could perish at any time.

Everyone knows that when the city is broken, other people may have a chance of survival, but as the emperor, he will definitely die.

"Then I will wish you success here, Oreste."

Tiberius said calmly: "I haven't been back to my hometown for decades. Please let me take one last look at Rome!"

Orestes held out his hand and said, "Please."