"Seventy-two casualties and more than thirty dead." An hour after the battle, Malenius was already reporting to Luga.

"Pull the wounded to the center of the camp,"

Luga sat on this humble highland fortress and looked at the Saxon army below, which was tightly surrounded by the legions, and had no intention of retreating.

The barbarians did not understand the way they were fighting, and they were now out of range of their bows and arrows, naked, with their upper bodies in their hands, and with shields and spears in their hands, roaring at Luga's fortress, and dancing as if they could understand themselves, as if to demonstrate, and to cheer up their warriors.

However, this majestic action did not scare Luga and them, and Lujia felt that it was extremely funny. He sat there just to watch the guys put on a show.

Andrew, covered in blood, was sitting next to Luga and wiping the blood on his face with a cloth, it seemed that the battle just now was indeed fierce, Andrew was busy and said to Luga: "Luga, it seems that we have succeeded in provoking them, they are doing this, it seems that they are going to fight with us next time." ”

"It seems that Kelly. Sain is so stingy that I robbed him of his food! Luga looked at the dancing Saxons below, smiled and shook his head.

"They already think they can defeat us once and for all, but our reinforcements are coming, aren't they?" Andrew said to Luga, not knowing if he was comforting Luga or himself with his words.

"That's the case, it's just that they're all helping recruits, and they don't even accept formal training, I can't trust them." Luga picked up the wooden kettle from the ground and poured it into his mouth, which was considered to moisten his throat. He continued: "We know that reinforcements are coming, and of course the Saxons know it, otherwise they would not have been surrounded and refused to give up. They're going to attack again, I can assure you. ”

"How many people have we lost?" Kevin. Sain asked his lieutenant.

"About three hundred people, the great Sain." His adjutant hung his head at him and whispered.

"What about the Romans?"

"I'm afraid not as many as we are, great Sain." The adjutant went on to explain: "They occupy a high place vilely, and our warriors can only be beaten passively and cannot fight back. ”

Words like this make Kelly. Sein's face darkened, probably for as long as he could remember, and even when he became the leader of this tribe, he had never walked such an opponent. Now that he was on the hillside in front of him, it was all the more ironic that he had to raise his head to look up at this fallen enemy from the other side of the sea.

Shame, it's a shame like never before, Kevin. Sein glared at Luga, who was sitting on the high ground not far away and watching their war dance. His eyesight was so good that he could see Luga from such a distance, and although he couldn't tell who the Roman was, he sat there so leisurely without the slightest pre-war tension.

"Doesn't that take me seriously?" Kevin. Seon frowned, his eyes bursting with uncontrollable rage, the angry Saxon, who had secretly vowed in his heart that he would make Luga pay.

"Look, the Saxons are moving!"

Only half a day later, the sharp-eyed Andrew suddenly noticed something abnormal, he quickly stood up, pointed to another place and shouted at Luga: "They did it, Luga, they did it!" ”

"Where?" Hearing Andrew's exclamation, Luga did not dare to slack off, he hurriedly stood up, and saw a large number of cavalry pouring out of the Saxon army to the west, they were armed with spears, wearing leather jackets, and there was no other armor to protect. With spears in hand and reins in hand, they slowly walked out of the Saxon army in twos and threes.

The Saxons were greatly encouraged by their presence, cheering, pointing to the Roman army and speaking to them in a language they did not understand. The cavalry soon converged into a small "lake" of several hundred men.

"Over there, over there!"

Before Luga could figure out what was going on, Andrew exclaimed behind him.

"What's wrong again!" Luga hurriedly turned back, only to see, following the direction of Andrew's finger, only to see the other direction, in the midst of the cheering Saxon army, another cavalry team of the same size as this group of cavalry appeared in front of the Saxon army.

"The archers are in place, the archers are in place!"

Andrew shouted loudly to the army behind him, and at that moment all the archers hurried to Luga's side, and they hurriedly drew their arrows and put them on their bows. A pair of eyes stared at the increasing number of cavalry below, gritted their teeth, and waited for the battle.

"It seems that the Saxons do not like to delay, and they intend to settle the battle today and drive us to the sea!" Luga whispered, turning back to beckon the infantry to form a dense array behind the archers, ready for the unexpected that could happen at any moment.

At this time, their leader, Kevin. Sein, who was dressed in armor, stood in the middle of the two groups of cavalry, and he held aloft the richly decorated iron sword in his hand, and everyone was in awe when he saw the sword. Sain's reputation is even greater. Everyone was silent, waiting for Kevin. Thorn's command.

"The heroes of Valhalla are watching you." Kevin. Raising his iron sword, Seon looked around at every soldier present, "The Romans are trying to get back here, they are spying on the land and the food we have been so fortunate to grow, they are trying to enslave us again, and they are trying to get us out of the path of Valhalla with their rotten clichés, are we at the mercy of these sons of bitches?" ”

"No!"

The Saxon soldiers raised their voices and roared loudly, and they were extremely reluctant. Under Sain's provocation, it burst out like a volcano. All of them had hatred in their eyes, and their bodies showed an impulsive desire to fight.

"Oh? The Saxons, it seems, are out of control! Looking at the Saxons shouting below, their roars constantly pounding the eardrums of everyone present.

"Ready to fight, ready to fight!"

The archers rounded their bows and pointed their arrows straight at the Saxons below, and the Saxon cavalry rode forward, their faces devoid of fear, only anger and unspeakable hatred.

"Boom!"

The horn sounded, and all the horsemen seemed to have received orders at that moment, and had faithfully complied with them, and they slowly walked to the bottom of the high ground, and increased their speed sharply, spears upward, and roared like a pack of wolves.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! ”

The commander of the archers commanded loudly, and the archers gritted their teeth, constantly pulling their bows and arrows, and firing at the Saxon cavalry below.

Raindrops of arrows covered the heads of the charging Saxon cavalry, and they continued to fall from their horses, but the casualties did not stop them.

"It's near! It's close! Back off! Back off! The Roman archers had to be pessimistic to find that their arrows could not stop the Saxons. They were forced to retreat in the face of the approaching cavalry, hiding behind the infantry.