Aetius was amazed at the crushing battle of the Huns against the barbarian allies in the Chinese army, but Luga had no time to take care of the current situation, and his aim now was to repel the army of Attila's servants who were flooding in front of him.

"We have to do something, or rather, we have to act!" Aetius clutched the commander's scepter in his hand and said to himself.

He was at the rear of the army, behind Luga, who liked to do things himself, and even the barbarian army in front of him did not need the help of Aetius, who obviously had to find a place where he could come in handy.

At this time, there was a sound of horses' hooves not far away, and a group of Roman cavalry was seen approaching Aetius.

The leader was Luga's best friend Andrew, although he was wounded and rode to Aetius under the escort of Walcreek, only to see the scepter that Luga was holding when he was a soldier commander, and said to Aetius: "Lord Aetius, the great captain of the army, the current Attila wants to defeat the middle lane and cut off the connection between us and the Goths, Caesar hopes that your Excellency can take the initiative to make up for the gap in the middle lane and save the decline." ”

"That's exactly what I thought, thanks for the reminder." Aetius nodded at Andrew, looked back at his generals behind him and asked, "So, who dares to take the lead against Attila's army?" ”

Most of the generals looked at each other, and at this time they saw only a general of Germanic descent come out and say loudly to Aetius: "I'll go!" ”

"Riesimmel?"

Aetius's expression was a little surprised, after all, this fearless Goth, a descendant of the previous king of Visgoth, Walia, stood in front of a group of Roman generals, like Aetius saying that he would take the initiative to face Attila, which really made Aetius look at him.

"I'll go too, and since Master Aetius has a candidate, I'll represent our Caesar." Andrew raised his hand as he spoke, and glanced at the other Aetius generals present with a cold face, his eyes full of disdain. "Caesar has given me four field regiments, and we hope that your lordship will be able to send enough troops to support us."

"Well, then, Riesimmel." Aetius looked back at Risimmel, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Let you take the strength of the four field regiments, plus the army of Lord Andrew, and set off!" ”

Rissimel nodded heavily, then turned on his horse, took the commander's scepter handed by a soldier, took one last look at Aetius, and followed Andrew towards the middle.

In the Roman army.

The Hun archers opposite the Romans had to retreat because they had to retreat because of the terrible price they had for a while, leaving their position to the advancing barbarian coalition.

Compared with the recklessness of the last time, this time the army of the barbarians seemed to be much more stable, and they did not rush up like ants that preyed on them, presumably suffering at the hands of Theodoric.

So this time they learned carefully, facing the oncoming Roman army, Frederick and O'Doric looked at each other, as if they had a heart in their eyes. Then they slammed their shields and roared loudly, like a wolf's howl, to the soldiers behind them.

The soldiers on both sides advanced slowly, and the barbarian army braved the arrows fired from the oncoming Roman army from time to time.

"Onward! Advance! ”

At the sound of the trumpet, the armies of the two sides got closer and closer, and it was only a distance of more than thirty meters.

The two sides did not rush to attack at such a close distance, but pushed forward with their shields, holding the pike and javelin tightly in their hands.

Twenty meters!

At this time, I saw the barbarian army in front of me shouting, and they raised their heads.

Then, only a low roar was heard, and countless throwing axes flew out of the barbarian army in an instant.

"Defense!"

As soon as the centurion at the head finished shouting the word defense, an axe was instantly stuck in his head.

Countless deadly axes fell, striking the Soldier's shield or landing on the Soldier's weak metro helmet.

Soldiers are constantly falling straight down because of head injuries, and the scene of blood and brains splattering is probably more terrifying for the others who survived.

"Fight back! Counterattack! ”

The soldiers raised their pikes and javelins in unison and hurled them at the oncoming barbarian army, and the archers in the rear raised their compound bows and opened their bows.

The dense shuttle darts and arrows landed on the heads of the barbarians who were running quickly, and the arrows kept falling, but this did not stop the barbarians from advancing.

"Fight! Fight! ”

The Roman officers shouted, and the trumpeters blew the horns of the attack.

The first column of Roman infantry raised their shields and spears, and roared and charged towards the barbarian army that pounced in front of them.

"Click..."

The shield collided with the shield, and the Romans raised their spears and used the sharp spear tips to attack from above, piercing the barbarians' necks and heads, while the barbarians bowed down to look for the unprotected legs of the Roman soldiers in the chaotic shields, and then swung their axes to slash and even cut off the legs of the Roman soldiers, causing them to fall to the ground screaming and finally drowned in the crowd.

"Romans! Hold up your weapons and listen to my commands! ”

The commander of the front-line field regiment shouted loudly, and then he was heard yelling: "Push! ”

"Whew!"

The soldiers obeyed the order, and pushed forward with their hands against their shields, and the barbarians in front of them were pushed by surprise, and a wave of choking retreated, and if it were not for the soldiers behind them against them with their shields, they would probably have fallen to the ground so hard.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

The Roman soldiers roared like a wild beast before attacking.

Naturally, the barbarians could not bear such a humiliating blow, and they gasped for breath, flapping their shields and roaring, trying to pounce again.

But even so, the Romans had already raised their spears to resist their further charge, and the Romans, knowing that they had no advantage in hand-to-hand combat, distanced themselves from the barbarians with their spears.

"It's just that simple? It's like looting a village and slaughtering unarmed villagers? Diego looked at the retreating soldiers in front of him in the midst of the chaos with great confusion, and it was true that the supporters of the staunch Romans were simply vulnerable, and their shields were nothing more than decoration in their hands.

Puzzled, Goldin asked Attila, "My king, it's time to take the next step." ”

"Don't worry, I saw that there were still tenacious guys fighting, and this deeply attracted my attention!" Attila said, riding his horse to Merovia, surrounded by his cavalry.

Seeing Attila coming, the Hun cavalry halted their assault and made way for them, and now the Frankish soldiers, panting in the middle, were covered in blood and almost fainted.

Then they saw a black flag, like the one that had just hit them, or that it had been.

Seeing Attila Zema come to them, the tired Franks looked at the legendary conqueror in front of them, and were so frightened that they didn't say a word.