Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 254: The Battle of Gela (4)

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So, after the arrival of the two battalions, Asitmis took out the battle plan that had been thought out, discussed and perfected it with the two battalions, and then began to implement it.

The light armoured brigade rushed to the forefront. After the light infantry brigade separated from them, it walked in the second place, while the cavalry stayed in place, waiting for the two brigade to entangle the enemy before they went around to this enemy. Behind his side, carry out an encirclement attack.

The soldiers of the Eighth Army Light Armored Brigade raised their leather shields diagonally above their heads to guard against the enemy's flying rocks, and rushed towards the opposite enemy with a wide front.

The light armoured brigade, mostly composed of Westkels who have become Dionian citizens, is moving fast. The Balearic slingers have just thrown large lead shots for two rounds, with slight casualties. The Jiabing Brigade has rushed to the front.

Most Lusitania javelins did not seize this opportunity to take the opportunity to throw the javelin in their hands. Because this type of heavy javelin with a hook is not easy to manufacture, they each carried three javelins. The infantry has been consumed almost in the battle, and there is only one left in their hands, and they will use it as a weapon to cope with the next battle.

The Lusitania javelinman did not move, but the Celtics could no longer hold it back. They roared, holding a wooden shield in their left hand and a large sword in their right hand, and they rushed up in a swarm.

The Dionian Light Armored soldiers saw a group of unkempt, vicious-looking, bare-chested men killed on the opposite side. They were running like horses, roaring like thunder, and holding high swords shining coldly, and they couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. According to the tactics of light armoured soldiers in normal training, they should take the initiative to meet the front, get close to the enemy, and exert the power of the short sword. However, many light armoured soldiers were taken by the opponent's momentum, and did not dare to get close under hesitation.

In between the electric light and flint, the Celtic warrior rushed in front of him, and the big sword suddenly chopped down with a whirring sound.

The light armour raised a leather shield to resist.

"Puff!" It was like a big rock hitting the shield, and the whole left arm felt a pain immediately. The moment of soreness made them unable to lift their energy at all, and then used the leather shield to resist, and they could only retreat.

And some Celtic warriors' great swords even cut directly into the leather shields, almost injuring the arms of the light armoured soldiers.

The shock in the hearts of the light armoured soldiers can be imagined, and they involuntarily retreat back.

The Celtic warriors relied on their height and long legs, like a bone-attached maggot. The big sword in their hand chased and slashed continuously, and they even chopped the leather shields of some light armored soldiers. Some light armored soldiers were chopped and injured. The great swords used by the special soldiers were so powerful that the wounds they caused were extremely terrible. The wounded soldiers lay on the ground and wailed, and it even affected the morale of the light armored soldiers. If it weren't for the strict Dionian military laws, some soldiers might have fled.

The captain of the light armoured brigade was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, complaining about the mistakes of the scouts, "Where is the light infantry, it is more terrible than the heavy infantry!" While racking his brains to think about the countermeasures: "Spread! Run! Lure the enemy away!..."

The role of the Dionian light armour has never been to fight in line, but to use the lightness of footsteps to attack the enemy’s weakness and chase down the rout. Therefore, speed training is the focus of military training, and armed long-distance running is one of them. One of the common items.

The team officers just started to relay the order, and the light armoured soldiers, who barely supported under the offensive pressure of the Celtics, immediately turned and ran.

But what they did not expect was that the Celtics were five big and three thick, and the big swords and wooden shields in their hands were heavier than theirs, but their running ability was not weaker than them. The distance between each other.

Of course, the light armoured soldiers who are always in shock will not know that these Celtic fighters live in the mountains of northern Liberia. They mainly live on hunting and looting. They chase prey in the mountains for a long time, so that they have good Foot strength and endurance.

However, the combative and irritable Celtic warriors were obviously not aware of the overall situation. Most warriors rushed to chase the Dionian light armoured soldiers, forgetting what they were supposed to perform.

The Balearic slingers lost their protection, and the 8th Army Light Infantry Brigade was already close. The battle between the slingers and the light infantry was staged again, but this time the distance between the two sides was much closer, even some Dio Seeing that the Balearic slinger only had a dagger, the Nia Javelin rushed up with the javelin and braved the stone rain, wanting to fight in close quarters.

Fortunately, there are also nearly 300 Lusitania javelins, mixed in the team of the Balearic slingers, they rushed out in time, all using the javelin as a spear, the Lusitania is obviously stronger Much more, relying on their height and strength, they have an advantage in the fight.

For the Balearic slingers, their advantage is not only the long-range coverage attack, but the precision throwing at close range is their housekeeping skill. On the battlefield where the two sides were fighting together, they dispersed, each looking for the target of the attack, and using large lead pellets to throw the Dionian archers and javelins only 30 to 40 meters away, their lethality increased. Several times.

So, Asitmis, the commander of the 4th Cavalry Corps in the distance, saw that the light armour was being chased by foreign fighters, the light infantry was underwind, and soldiers fell to the ground constantly, he was very anxious, and he immediately urged The cavalry accelerated, and when the attention of the Balearic slingers was attracted by the light infantry brigade, they circled behind them and defeated them.

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"Carthage also kept a group of hundreds of alien warriors behind the battlefield to protect their Balearic slingers. Our light armoured brigade was actually repelled!..." Adjutant Mukru When he heard the news from the scout, he couldn’t help feeling shocked, and hurriedly looked towards Leonidzides: "Commander, the Carthaginians have actually learned to use the reserve team! Now the Kamenlinans are obvious. Some can’t support it, what should we do?!"

Leotizides seemed to have not heard him, sitting on the horse like a sculpture, but his eyes were fixed on his right front: there was the Eighth Army that he had high hopes for, but the raging black wave However, he encountered the reef, which caused the current slow forward progress. It is likely to be related to the 8th Army’s casualties after the Minoan World War, the addition of a lot of reserve forces, and the decline in combat effectiveness. Of course, it is also related to The enemy’s Phoenician-Numibian mixed infantry was not a weak army... It was all a manifestation of the weakness of the Carthage army in the Minoan World War, which caused him to subconsciously face Carthage this time. Misjudgement of the army’s combat effectiveness...

Leotizides was involuntarily looking for various reasons for his misjudgment in such a critical mind. Since he participated in the battle as an adult (including the battle in Sparta), he has not experienced defeat so far, so it is inevitable to be a little gaffe.

He held the reins tightly with both hands, and suddenly turned around and shouted: "Get me a long shield and stabbing spear!"

The guard behind him immediately handed him his own.

He stretched out his hand to take it, got off his horse, swung vigorously a few times, then raised the lancet and shouted: "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

According to the "Dionian Military Law", the captain has a 50-man guard, and the regional commander is a 100-man guard.

Leotizides, as a commander, logically should have a hundred-man guard, but he actually only has one army under his command. In order to let the soldiers participate in the battle as much as possible, he did not increase his own guard. , The 50 guards immediately responded to the call of Leotizides.

He lifted the shield and held the gun, took the lead and started to run forward. With each step, his body's familiarity with the shield gun increased by one point: Yes, he is not just a commander, he is also An excellent warrior, he was the only person in the Spartan royal family who had participated in the cruel Agog training since he was a child. He was also amazed by his outstanding skills in the Dionian recruit training camp. The senior team officer of Dionia!

Just as he was surging with blood, a warhorse rushed out obliquely and blocked in front of him. Mukru shouted loudly on the horse: "Master Prosous, you are the commander, please stay Command the whole army at your post, don’t leave without permission!"

Leotizides looked at him coldly: "I can no longer command the whole army. The only thing I can do now is to join the battle and give us a chance of victory! Don't delay my time, get out of here!"

"Master Prosous!" Mukru remained motionless, with a firm tone: "It is clearly written on the front page of the Dionian Military Law, "Leaders, you must not be proud of victory, and you must not be defeated. And be discouraged, don't be stunned by anger, don't be weakened by sorrow... like a god, exclude all external interference and calmly analyze the battle situation. This is the essential quality of a great general!'

Master Proseus, you are the Sicilian commander of the kingdom, and your responsibility is to protect the security of the entire Sicilian territory, and you should not be too concerned about the loss of one or two battles! You gave up your duties. If the battle really fails, who will direct our soldiers to retreat safely? ! Who will minimize the casualties of the soldiers? ! If the Eighth Army suffered heavy losses, do we still have the strength to guard Sicily? ! ……"

Muklue’s words are like a twilight bell, leaving Leontizides stunned on the spot, his face uncertain...

After a while, he silently returned the shield and gun to the guard, then turned on his horse, shaking the reins.

Under his control, the war horse began to trot forward and to the right.

"My lord, you are trying to—" Mukru was surprised, thinking that his advice didn't work.

"I'm going to the right wing to supervise the formation. Before the last minute, who wins and loses may still be there." Leontizides said with a cold face, and drove his horse galloping northward.

Mukrew felt slightly relieved and urged the horse to catch up.