On the high grounds, the Alan cavalry held the top firmly in their hands with their powerful fighting ability, but the cunning Huns surrounded them in the middle of the highlands, and used their good cavalry to constantly attack the Alans, who had run out of ammunition and food.

Such a blow could not bring the Alans to their knees, and they continued to resist stubbornly, cooperating with the Roman archers below the heights.

At this time, I only saw the Hun general Goldin carrying a head, riding his horse and shouting loudly, and the soldiers behind him raised their arms and shouted.

The Alain soldiers looked at it and saw that it was clearly the head of their leader, Diego, who Goldin had stuck in his rifle and held it high above Diego's helmet so that more Alans could see it.

"Our king is dead! Our king is dead! ”

In an instant, the Alans were in chaos, they were leaderless, and they suddenly lost their spiritual sustenance, and the heavy casualties made them abandon their desire to fight and choose to flee for their lives.

It's hard to imagine the spectacle of thousands of horsemen fleeing from the mountains, kicking up a cloud of dust that clouds the entire highlands.

"My lord, the Alans have failed!" Thereus said beside Aetius.

Aetius's eyes were misty, looking at the defeated Alan army in front of him, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "It seems that it is our turn." ”

"Turn back! Back! ”

The Roman officers on the front line kept shouting at the Alan cavalry passing by him, but to no avail, and the mentally discouraged men had no desire to fight because of the death of their king.

The archers remained at their posts, and they frequently drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the Huns who were now occupying the high ground, and splashing them with dense arrows to make them turn on their backs.

Of course, the Huns were also aware of the troubles of the archers.

Only to see a large group of cavalry rushing down from the high ground and rushing straight towards the Roman archers below.

"Hold them off, send troops to stop them!"

Aetius, who saw the problem at first sight, immediately beckoned to his generals, and he finally stopped looking at Luga in silence and stood up for what he did for this war.

As Aetius's subordinate, Thereus did not dare to hesitate, and immediately led his infantry to raise their shields and quickly rush to the front of the archers, and they formed a thick shield wall to meet the approaching Hun cavalry.

"Listen to me, prepare!"

Standing among the soldiers, Terus raised his iron sword and shouted loudly, and the trumpeter beside him immediately raised his horn and blew a light sound.

The soldiers understood what was being said, and with a low roar, the first row rested their shields on the ground, and the soldiers behind them pressed their shields against the backs of the soldiers in front.

The oncoming Hun cavalry saw that the Romans were ready, but they were not intimidated by the dense shields of the Romans, but instead roared and increased their speed, rushing towards the Roman army in front of them.

"Stop them! Block them! ”

Thereus cried out, and the soldiers stood by for it, many of them trembling, for no one knew whether they would be able to withstand the onslaught of the gallop.

I can only wipe the sweat from my palms, and tighten the shield in my hand, yes, that's all I can, oh, forget, by the way, I want to greet the Huns in front of me, these bastards who want to die at all.

"Roar!"

The Hun cavalry kicked their horses in the belly, and the horses neighed and picked up speed once more, slamming into the dense shields of the Romans.

"Knock knock..."

The force of the impact was so powerful that the Hun cavalry, who had made such a frantic move, flew away with their horses and fell heavily on the shields erected behind the Roman army.

"Boom!"

There was a low roar from the whole formation, which was more like an exclamation, and the impact made the soldiers take a whole step back, but in the end, these brave fellows withstood such an impact that the Hun cavalry that followed had to stop beyond their shield walls.

"Attack! Offensive! ”

Thyus swung his iron sword forward, and the trumpeter blew the horn, only to see the entire array of Roman soldiers roaring loudly to cover the Huns' shouts that had been forced to stop.

It was time for the Romans to fight back, only to see them raise their spears and stab them with a roar of rage, allowing the Huns who were too much to resist on horseback to be stabbed and pulled out with a cloud of blood.

Now the Huns were screaming and wailing, and they wanted to retreat, but the chaos behind them made it difficult for them to even turn around.

The cavalry, which had lost their mobility, was inferior to the infantry, and they looked so powerless in the face of the spears that rained down like frequent drops, and brandishing their sabers only made them look even more pitiful.

One by one, the Huns turned over and fell under the footsteps of the Romans,

Half-dead themselves, the Romans in the space under the shield stabbed them in the back with the Spada Iron Sword, killing them completely.

For the first time, the roar of the Romans shocked the invincible Huns, who were in a mess, and some of them were even frightened by the approaching Roman soldiers in front of them, and they turned their horses in panic and ran away.

"Your Excellency." Litolo came behind Aetius and whispered, "The Huns' army has retreated, and we..."

"Catch up!" Aetius's words were particularly decisive, "Pull these barbarians off their horses with our broad shields and spears, they are the dwarves on horseback, and they are nothing, with Luga, though I don't know exactly what he intends to do!" ”

"Whew-"

The horn of the attack sounded from the army of Aetius, and the army under the command of Aetius attacked in all directions.

"Advance with the organization of a field regiment, the infantry protects the archers, attack! Offensive! ”

Thyus shouted through the crowd, and while he could only influence the soldiers around him, his overseers rode from field regiment to field, shouting, encouraging the brave and spurring the cowardly.

Watching his army move towards the high ground that Luga was trying to take, Aetius turned his gaze to Luga, who was still leading the army forward.

"What the hell are you thinking, is this going to be crazy!" Aetius whispered to himself, and he also sweated at what Luga had done at this time.

"Quick, order our cavalry to retreat, quick!"

Seeing Luga's army getting closer and closer, Attila also felt unprecedented pressure.

"Caesar, Aetius has acted, his target is the Hun cavalry on the high ground, we can move on."

Malenius said to Luga, but Luga was silent, and even such news did not make his expression change in the slightest.

He led a large army around the high ground and panned in the direction of the Chinese army.

"What the hell is he trying to do?" Attila's eyes were fixed on the slowly moving Roman army, and he could see with the naked eye the cavalry he had sent to attack the Romans in the center retreated from the battlefield.

But suddenly, he saw Luga's army quicken up, only to see a large number of cavalry rushing out of his formation, and they were whistling, locking the back of the Huns' retreat.

"Attack! Offensive! ”

The Franks and Lombards, who had finally gained a foothold in the midst of the chaos, regrouped themselves to the sound of the Romans' trumpets and roared in the face of the Hun cavalry that could not escape.