Therefore, after the arrival of the two brigades, Acemis took out the battle plan that he had already thought of, discussed and perfected it with the two captains, and began to implement it.

The light armoured brigade rushed to the front, the light infantry brigade followed after distancing themselves from them, while the cavalry remained in place and waited for the two brigades to entangle the enemy, and then they went around the flank of the enemy and attacked in a joint attack.

The soldiers of the Light Armor Brigade of the Eighth Legion held their leather shields diagonally above their heads to defend against the attack of the opponent's flying stones, and quickly charged at the enemy on the opposite side with a wide front.

The Light Armor Brigade, mostly composed of Sikerians who had become citizens of Dionia, was moving at a high speed, and the Balearic Slingers had just thrown two rounds of large lead pellets, and the light armor brigade with minor casualties had already rushed forward.

Most of the Lusitanian javelinmen did not take advantage of this opportunity to throw their javelins, because this kind of heavy javelin with hooks was not easy to make, and they carried three each, which had been almost consumed in the previous light infantry battles, and the only one left in their hands was to be used as a weapon to cope with the next battle.

The Lusitanian javelinmen did not move, but the Celtic warriors could not hold it back, and they roared angrily, holding a wooden shield in their left hand and a great sword in their right hand, and rushed forward in a swarm.

The Dionian light armoured soldiers could not help but feel a little frightened when they saw a group of unkempt-haired, male-looking, shirtless men slaughtering from the opposite side, running like horses, roaring like thunder, and raising their swords with cold and glittering. According to the tactics of light armor soldiers in peacetime training, they should take the initiative to meet the front, get close to the enemy, and exert the power of the short sword. However, many light armored soldiers were taken by the opponent's momentum, and did not dare to get close under hesitation.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, the Celtic warrior rushed in front of him, and the great sword slashed down with the sound of the whirring wind.

The light armoured soldier raised his leather shield to resist.

"Puffy!" It was as if a big stone had smashed on the shield, and the entire left arm immediately felt a shock, and the soreness and numbness for a moment made them unable to lift their strength at all, and then they used the leather shield to resist, so they could only retreat.

And some Celtic warriors' swords even slashed directly into the leather shield, almost injuring the arms of the light armorers.

The astonishment in the hearts of the light armor soldiers can be imagined, and they involuntarily retreated.

The Celtic warriors relied on their height and long legs, like maggots attached to the bones, and the big sword in their hands continued to chase and slash, and even chopped the leather shields of some light armor soldiers, and some light armor soldiers were cut down, because the great sword used by the Celtic warriors was amazingly powerful, and the wounds caused were extremely terrifying, and the wounded soldiers lay on the ground and wailed, which affected the morale of the light armor soldiers, if it were not for the strict military law of Dionia, some soldiers would have already fled.

The captain of the light armored army was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and complained in his heart about the mistake of the reconnaissance cavalry, "Where is this light infantry, it is even more terrible than the heavy infantry!" While racking his brains to think of countermeasures: "Spread out!" Run! Lure the enemy away! ……”

The role of the Dionian light armor has never been to fight in formation, but to use the lightness of the footsteps to attack the enemy's soft underbelly and pursue the router, so speed training is the focus in military training, and armed long-distance running is one of the very common items.

As soon as the officers relayed the order, the light armor soldiers, barely supported by the offensive pressure of the Celtic warriors, immediately turned around and ran.

But what they didn't expect was that the Celts were five big and three thick, and the big sword and wooden shield in their hands were heavier than theirs, but their running ability was not weaker than them, and even if they ran with all their strength, they couldn't close the distance between each other.

Of course, the light armoured soldiers, who were always in shock, did not know that these Celtic warriors lived in the mountains of northern Liberia and lived mainly on hunting and raiding, chasing prey from mountain to mountain for a long time, giving them good foot strength and stamina.

But the aggressive and irritable Celtic warriors clearly had no sense of the bigger picture, and most of the warriors were in a hurry to chase the Dionian light armorers, forgetting the mission they were supposed to perform.

The Balearic slingers lost their protection, and the light infantry brigade of the Eighth Legion had approached, and the battle between the slingers and the light infantry was staged again, but this time the distance between the two sides was much closer, and even some of the Dionian javelinmen saw that the Balearic slinger only had a dagger with him, so they simply held the javelin, braved the stone rain, and rushed forward, wanting to fight in close quarters.

Fortunately, there were also nearly 300 Lusitanian javelinmen, mixed in the ranks of the Balearic slingers, who rushed out in time, and also used javelins as spears, Lusitanians were obviously much stronger, relying on their height and strength, they had an advantage in the fight.

For the Balearic Slingers, their strength is not only their long-range coverage attacks, but also their precision throws at close range. On the battlefield where the two sides were fighting together, they dispersed, each looking for a target to attack, and threw Ionian archers and javelinmen who were only thirty or forty meters away with large lead pellets, increasing their lethality several times.

Therefore, when the commander of the 4th Cavalry Corps, Assitmis, who was in the distance, saw that the light armoured men were being chased by foreign warriors, that the light infantry was at a disadvantage, and that the soldiers were constantly falling to the ground, he was very anxious, and he immediately urged the cavalry to speed up, and while the attention of the Balearic slingers was attracted by the light infantry brigade, he went around their flank and routed them.

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"Carthage still kept a few hundred alien warriors behind the battle array to protect their Balearic slingers, and our light armoured brigade was repulsed! ......" When the adjutant Muqru learned the news from the scout, he couldn't help but feel frightened, and hurriedly looked at Leotizides: "Your Excellency, the Carthaginians have actually learned to use reserves!" Now that the Kamanlina people are obviously a little unsupportable, what should we do?! ”

Leotizides sat on his horse like a statue as if he hadn't heard, but his eyes kept staring at his right front: there was the Eighth Legion on which he had high hopes, but the surging black tide had hit the reef, which caused the current slow pace of advance, probably related to the fact that the Eighth Legion suffered a lot of casualties after the First Battle of Minoa, and the replenishment of many reserves led to a decrease in combat effectiveness...... It was all a manifestation of the weakness of the Carthaginian army in the First Battle of Minoa, which led to his own subconscious misjudgment of the combat effectiveness of the Carthaginian army this time......

Leotizides, in such a critical mind, couldn't help but look for all kinds of reasons that led to his misjudgment. He has not experienced defeat since he participated in battles as an adult, including in Sparta, so it is inevitable that he will have some gaffes.

He grabbed the reins with both hands, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Get me a long shield and a bayonet!" ”

The guards behind him immediately handed him their own.

He stretched out his hand to take it, dismounted, swung it vigorously a few times, then raised his spear and shouted, "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!" ”

According to the Ionian Military Code, the corps commander had a guard of 50 people, and the district commander was a guard of 100 people.

Leotizides, as the commander, was supposed to have a hundred guards, but he actually only had one legion under his command, and in order to allow the soldiers to devote themselves to the battle as much as possible, he did not increase the size of his guard, and these 50 guards immediately responded to Leotizides' call.

He took the lead and began to run forward with a shield and spear, and with each step, his body's familiarity with the shield and spear increased: yes, he was not only a general, he was also a good warrior, he was the only person in the Spartan royal family who had participated in the brutal Argog training since childhood, and he was also the one who surprised the Ionian senior officers with his excellent skills in the Dionian boot camp!

Just as he began to be enthusiastic, a war horse rushed out of the spur and blocked in front of him, and Mukru shouted on his horse: "Lord Prosous, you are the commander, please stay at your post and command the whole army, and do not leave without permission!" ”

Leotizides looked at him coldly: "I can't command the whole army anymore, the only thing I can do now is to join the battle and increase our hope of victory!" Don't delay my time, get out of the way! ”

"Lord Prosous!" Muqru remained motionless and his tone was resolute: "It is clearly written on the first page of the Dionian Military Law, 'Leader, do not be proud of victory, not discouraged by defeat, not be carried away by anger, and not weakened by sorrow...... Eliminate all external interference like a god and calmly analyze the battle situation, this is the essential quality of a great general! ’

Lord Prosus, you are the Sicilian commander of the kingdom, and your responsibility is to keep the entire Sicilian territory safe, and you should not care too much about losing one or two battles! You have abandoned your duty, and in the event of a real defeat in the battle, who will direct the safe retreat of our soldiers ?! Who will minimize the casualties of the soldiers?! If the VIII Army suffers heavy losses, will we still have the strength to defend Sicily?! ……”

Muqru's words were like a morning bell, leaving Leotizides stunned on the spot, his face cloudy......

After a few moments, he silently returned his shield and spear to the guard, then turned on his horse and shook the reins.

The war horse, under his control, began to trot to the right front.

"Your Excellency, you want to" Mukru was shocked, thinking that his advice had not worked.

"I'm going to the right wing to supervise the front, and until the last minute, it's uncertain who will win and who will lose." Leotizides finished speaking with a cold face, and galloped north on his horse.

Mukru was slightly relieved and urged his horse to catch up.