Hulls looked back and saw that in the middle of the "公" formation composed of three legions, hundreds of stone-cattering tools were placed there, but their size was obviously much larger than the stone-cattering tools he had seen in the past. Next to each stone-cattering tool, there were almost seven or eight auxiliary soldiers of foreign nations busy. "No wonder he could throw the stone bullet so far!" Hulls thought to himself.

"The First Battalion continues to move forward." The command of the chief centurion came from behind. The Roman legions began to move forward slowly again, and the huge catapults also stopped firing, moving awkwardly under the protection of the three legions.

The Parthian commander seemed to have not come up with any good way to deal with this situation. The range of the Romans' stone casting tools was far beyond their bows and arrows. The previous magic weapon that was so amazing - the strong bow and hard arrow lost its power. He could only watch the Roman legion gradually advance forward. Fortunately, the Romans could only advance under the protection of the stone casting tools, and the speed was very slow.

Sometimes several teams of Parthian cavalry rushed over and used their advantage of fast and sharp arrows to attack. Such harassment was simply inconsequential to the Roman army of tens of thousands of people.

Finally, the commander of Parthia lost his patience and planned to test the power of his cavalry. After two tentative attacks on the Sixth Legion, a large number of Parthia cavalry surrounded the "Rose Legion" and "Electronic Thrower Legion" on both wings.

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Hels watched the two legions behind him fight fiercely with the Parthians. Obviously, the Parthians did not take any advantage. Before approaching the phalanx, many cavalry fell under the rock bullets. However, within the range of their own bows and arrows, the Parthians' damage to the Roman soldiers' turtle formation was insignificant. Then they went forward about twenty meters away from the phalanx, and they were baptized by the Roman javelins. From time to time, cavalry were pierced through their bodies and fell backwards from the war horses. Finally, the light cavalry who finally reached the touchdown were found in horror. A long spear like a forest was suddenly erected in the Roman phalanx to greet them.

Just as Hulls was nervously paying attention to the progress of the battle behind him, a shout made him come to his senses. It turned out that the breakthrough point set by the sophisticated Commander Parthia was not the "Rose Legion" and the "Electrotter Legion"!

Suddenly, two fierce Parthian cavalry were rushing straight into the gap of the "Pin" formation like two sharp arrows. It was the junction of the Sixth Legion and the two behind the two Legion.

The rock-towers that were pouring the rain of bullets toward the left and right wings of the Parthian cavalry had no time to react, and only a few stone-towers smashed the stone-towering bullets at them. At this time, the eighth and tenth battalions of the Sixth Legion, which had not participated in the battle, blocked the direction pointed by the arrows of the two Parthian cavalry, one left and one right.

"Signal soldiers, order the Fourth Battalion, the Fifth Battalion to the left, the Sixth Battalion, and the Seventh Battalion to the right!" A cold voice came to Hels's ears. This was another time when he met Yakulius, whom he had not looked down upon before.

After the battle, Hulls told the Romans this:

"The chief centurion of Yakulius stood next to a thief, wearing shiny armor that day, and the golden helmet was fur that was usually found in military parades or parades. The white fur was particularly conspicuous against the dark red cloak.

Because his cheeks were covered by two protective plates connected from the helmet, and I was a little far away from him and couldn't see what his face looked like, but when his eyes fell on you, you would feel two terrifying lights sweeping towards you.

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After the four battalions of the first row intercepted the enemy in half, our battalion moved forward under the command of the chief centurion and returned to the front of the legion. It seemed that the two cavalry were the elite of the Parthians. They were so fast that they fought with the six battalions in almost the blink of an eye. To be honest, at that time, I watched my comrades fight desperately with the Parthians behind me, and many familiar figures fell under the hoof of the Parthians. I felt anxious as if I was snatching a cat, and I wish I could rush over and share their pressure immediately. But the chief centurion did not give the order, so we could only watch. I was really afraid that the brothers of the Eighth and Tenth Battalions could not stand it.

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The more you fear, the more you will be, the more you will be. The Eighth Battalion and the Tenth Battalion gradually became a little unable to support it.

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The Fourth Battalion only blocked half of the cavalry that rushed over, and with some shots of the stone casters that had turned around, blocked the cavalry behind them. The Eighth Battalion and the Tenth Battalion and the Parthians who had already rushed over were completely in a group. Some comrades grabbed the spears of the Parthians and dragged them off their horses to kill them with a short sword; some rushed to the Parthians and stabbed them hard. The stone casters could not support them at all, and their number was getting smaller and smaller. Only the Ninth Battalion was left behind them and had not participated in the battle. If the cavalry rushed into the open space where the stone casters were casters, we would be done.

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Just as my palm was full of sweat, a sharp horn sounded from far to near. Just as each sound stopped, another new horn sounded and became clearer. We veterans all knew that this was the Parthians conveying emergency military information. Something extraordinary happened, otherwise the horn sounded would not be so urgent.

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That day, while telling this story, Hulls took a breath and drank all the wine in his cup. An impatient Roman quickly picked up the can of wine to fill him up, and signaled Hulls to continue talking with his eyes.

"At this time another centurion shouted loudly, and his voice was not as calm as usual, and he shivered with joy: 'Brothers, Apolinas Army! The regiment and our cavalry crossed the desert from the Syrian gates and raided the savages! They were about to be finished!

The brothers were so excited, but the Parthians were stunned. Taking this opportunity, Commander Yakulius immediately ordered our second battalion and the third battalion to go back and help the eighth battalion and the tenth battalion. Like cutting wheat, he knocked down a large number of Parthian cavalry who had not recovered. At the same time, the Ninth Battalion, which had not participated in the battle, joined the ranks of the eighth and the tenth battalions, and the Parthians' plan to break through from the junction was bankrupt.

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At this moment, as long as anyone who has fought the war knows, the Parthians either left these cavalry entangled with us and went back to deal with the Apolinas Legion and our cavalry, or they would rush to clean up us before the Apolinas Legion came to the battlefield. No matter which Parthians chose, they would be in danger.

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Hulls's expression became solemn: "In the end, they chose the latter one!"

The commander of the Parthian Second Commander carefully examined the entire battlefield situation and finally made up his mind.

Now, when withdrawing troops, at least half of the troops must be left on the battlefield for slaughtering the Romans. It is too risky to bring the remaining half of the soldiers with low morale to fight against the enemy with unknown numbers behind them! What's even more dangerous is that if the rear route is cut off, they will never be able to replenish them. Then, the commander's eyes fell on the front of the Roman army. He no longer hesitated when he saw the first battalion standing alone there.

Thousands of animal skins were beaten at the same time, shaking the soul like thunder. A bunch of iron crops were densely spread in the fields, and the river water was black due to the flash of iron.

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All the Roman soldiers who experienced this kind of scene showed fear.

It's the "stove man"!

The pride of Parthian's second son - the armored cavalry "Stove Man" is about to appear!

The "Stove Man" was the Parthian Iron Armored Cavalry. Because they were wearing heavy armor, they had to endure the terrible high temperature under the scorching sun in the desert area, so they were called "Stove Man" by the Romans.

They were covered with armor, and their helmets and breastplate were made of a piece of stainless steel. Other parts of their bodies were covered with scale armor or chain mail. A vicious metal mask covered their faces, and even the mounts were covered with bronze scale armor.

The main weapon of the "Stove Man" is a spear, three and a half meters long; the auxiliary weapons include long swords, hammers or maces. In previous battles, the "Stove Man" did not take the lead, but waited for the enemy to be greatly weakened by the light cavalry, and the formation was scattered, and they lined up in dense formations to attack the enemy formation. This elite cavalry team, founded by Parthian star Sulena, was not very fast, but it was amazing and invincible. In Crassu's failure, Sulena mainly relied on this iron-armored cavalry and superb light cavalry tactics to create the peak of his military career - the Battle of Cale. From then on, the Roman soldiers were frightened by the "Stove Man".

As the drum sounds of wild beasts mixed with rough and harsh thunder, the Parthian iron armored cavalry, who were in the wind, stirred up sand and dust with spears, making the Roman soldiers unable to see each other and instinctively approached each other.

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Then, a heavy sound of horse hooves came from the wind and sand.

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To be continued...