The Sassanid army continued to retreat, and Isiai realized that Theodosius II could not give him and his army any respite.

"Order the cavalry to regroup, and give me a dead eye on the Roman reinforcements on the hillside, they must be unusual!" As he spoke, he asked the officer beside him, "Send a herald to see how many arrows our archers have, just now I saw that they don't care about losses at all, and tell them that we urgently need their long-range support now!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that a herald on horseback had already set out, the purpose of which was to go to the position of the archers, who were already exhausted, sweating profusely and panting. He didn't know how long his soldiers would be able to hold out, after all, this time he tried to be able to kill with one blow, but he never wanted to kill halfway, breaking his original intention to completely defeat the Roman legions when Theodosius II was in deep grief and had no way to command the operation, and it seemed that he had to carefully consider and analyze the current situation.

Before he could touch his chest, the herald Pegasus came back and reported to him that the archers had not many arrows left, and they would probably be able to shoot once or twice.

"Looks like we're going to have to go head-to-head with these ironclad cavalrymen I've never seen before!" Isière smiled bitterly, he was well aware of the casualties of his legions, and the army, which was already significantly smaller than the Romans, was going to attack head-on. Again the herald was ordered to form the archers into the attacking cavalry, and this time, no matter what, I must defeat the Romans.

The Sassanid legions began to regroup, and they were also arranged in three arrays like the Roman legions, and in addition, he drew nearly a thousand cavalry to face the ironclad hoplites commanded by Luga.

"The Holy Death Cavalry I brought!" Ixai called his cavalry commander, he pointed to the half-ironclad cavalry behind him and said: "This is my last trump card, I will give him to you now, no matter what, I must eat the army commanded by this idiot!" So saying, Isiai solemnly handed the scepter commanding the cavalry into the hand of the cavalry commander, and stared at him as if to tell him the importance of the task.

The cavalry officer took the scepter and nodded heavily at Isi. Then he turned and mounted his horse and went away with two hundred Iziai, nay, the Sassanid Empire's proudest troop of holy mourners, and Isiai looked at the officer's distant back, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, as if praying, or remembering. This was the young emperor's first expedition, and he could only succeed, not fail. So he had nothing to fear, he had to gamble everything, even if the worst was to be lost, he had to do it without hesitation, this was the battle for him to establish himself within the empire, and likewise, it was also an opportunity for Theodosius II to prove himself, and the emperors of both sides could not lose!

"Onward! Advance! ”

Once again, the brief standoff was broken, but this time it was the Romans who were the protagonists of the attack, and it was the five thousand Roman infantry in the third array who trotted forward towards the Sassanid army. They killed the wounded soldiers left behind by the Sassanid forces as they retreated, which was the first revenge on the Izia.

The Sassanid army was out of breath, but they still refused to admit defeat, and the first attack in front of them exhausted their elite troops, but the hired motley troops did not have much to lose, so they came in handy. Izière sent them to the forefront of the army and let them meet the first onslaught of the Roman legions head-on!

"Line up in four rows and bring out your bows and arrows."

Luga commanded the ironclad cavalry behind him so that they could face the Sassanid cavalry directly below as they prepared to meet them.

"Finally, we can put an end to all of this!" Theodosius II drew the iron sword at his waist, his eyes burst with rage, he wanted to avenge his old friend Marcus, he wanted to make Ixae pay, he longed for war!

The Third Array of Rome was already less than thirty meters away from the Sassanid army, and the Sassanid mercenaries drew their javelins and roared at the Roman legions, and many Roman soldiers were hit and fell.

"Don't stop! Advance! Crush them! ”

The Overseer officers on foot at the back of the formation shouted loudly, trying to hold the soldiers down.

Twenty-five meters away, the Sassanid mercenaries threw their meagre javelins, and finally had to realize that they couldn't stop the vengeful Roman legions at all, so they hurriedly gathered together to form a whole shield wall.

Twenty meters!

"Woohoo! Phew! Phew! ”

A sharp whistle sounded, signaling the beginning of the attack, and the Roman soldiers finally stopped holding back, roared in rage, and rushed forward like madness.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The two armies collided fiercely, and the Sassanid mercenaries were not protected by armor, and it was impossible for them to stop their opponents with a suit of chain mail and a shield and an iron sword because they were only clothed in cloth, shields, and spears.

"We can't wait any longer, forward!"

Luga drew his iron sword and led the iron-armored cavalry to advance slowly, and in an instant, a large number of cavalry appeared from the rear of the Sassanid army. They were a mixed bag, and they looked like reorganized troops, and they roared in anger and killed their generals desperately.

"Ready!" Luga waited for this moment, and when he saw this, he immediately beckoned his ironclad cavalry to shoot their bows and arrows at the Sassanid cavalry rushing in front of him.

Most of the cavalry intercepted by the Sassanids were lightly armed, as the heavily armed cavalry had to deal with a large number of Roman infantry, and infantry still played an extremely important role on the battlefield in this era. As long as the backbone infantry is defeated, there will be no hole cards in front of Theodosius II, and Augustus will run away, then even the ironclad cavalry that doubles Luga will not be able to turn defeat into victory!

Luga also knows this very well, so he must not slack off, this is also the first time he commanded the troops, and he is still a little nervous in the bottom of his heart.

"Brush!"

Five hundred arrows were unleashed at the same time, and they swooped down on the oncoming Sassanid cavalry! The Sassanid cavalry, who shot at once, flipped on their backs, and nearly a hundred people fell, but soon the follow-up troops immediately rushed up.

"Ride a gun!"

Luga ordered, and at the same time drew the three-meter-long cavalry lance from his back, because there was no stability of the horse's pedals, so he had to hold the cavalry spear in both hands, and the spear was in front. As the commander of the ironclad cavalry, Luga also armed his horse with surplus harness, and likewise, he wore a heavy layer of leather armor over his scales, and even put a layer of chain mail gloves on his hands. Although this made him feel a little overwhelmed, no matter whether he was stabbed or slashed now, he couldn't do anything with him!

"We're going to defeat them once and for all, don't be afraid of their numbers, because they don't have the strength to penetrate our armor! Don't be afraid, move forward! ”

"Haha..."

The ironclad cavalry, not knowing whether they were excited by Luga's words or because the Sassanid cavalry had aroused their desire to fight, they laughed evilly, screamed strangely, and rushed forward with Luga, and rushed forward against the Sassanid cavalry that was rushing at them!

Because it was a slope, the speed of the war horse charge was much faster than usual, plus a long row of mounted guns!

"Click......"

The cavalry of both sides roared and crashed together, it was so heavy that the war horse under Luga's crotch even knocked down the horse of the oncoming cavalry, and the cavalry was unlucky, and was hung on the cavalry spear by Luga's cavalry spear!

"Boom!" Luga threw him to the ground, and the soldier was sure that there was no chance of survival, and Luga drew his rifle sharply, but as soon as he looked up and saw a flash of silver!

"It's broken!" Lu Jia didn't have time to react at all, the silver light was an iron sword, and with the speed of the passing cavalry, it slashed hard at Lu Ga's chest!

"Dang!"

The blade of the sword sent a spark in a flash, leaving a cut on Luga's chest, and Luga reached out and touched the scratch on his chest, only cutting through the leather armor on the outside, and the chain mail on the inside was only a faint thin cut.

"Haha, you can't hurt me!" Although this blow did not hurt Luga, it aroused Luga's anger, he directly threw away his cavalry spear, drew his iron sword, and did not look for the bastard who plotted against him, but slashed at one cavalryman after another in front of him.

"Formation! Get together! ”

Luga shouted, the iron-armored cavalry gathered together like a steel fortress, the outer cavalry met the enemy with battle axes and maces, and the inner cavalry used their cavalry spears to assassinate the unlucky guy! Just advancing slowly, these thousand Sassanid cavalry had nothing to do with these guys wrapped in iron armor!