Davers placed the Allies and Legion reserves on the right wing, the First Legion in the middle, and the Second Legion, which had no physical energy, was on the left wing, and wanted to use the strongest force to break through from the outside and finally achieve the purpose of surrounding the enemy.

After feeling confident, Davers said to Ryders: "Thank you for your hard work in the cavalry brigade! Let the brothers retreat to the rear and have a good rest!"

When Ledes heard this, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Davers, there are five or six hundred cavalrymen on the right wing of the enemy. Let's retreat to the back. Who will deal with them?"

"They have their own hands to deal with it, and your cavalry must give the enemy a fatal blow at critical moments! Before that, let your subordinates recover their physical strength and horsepower!" Davers explained unmovedly.

Ledes retreated helplessly.

Davers immediately asked Thormid to call Epiternis and Tspit, and said with a serious expression: "When the enemy attacks, I want you to lead the light infantry and the free people to conduct long-range strikes on the enemy's right wing. At the same time, we must also repel the attacks of the enemy's cavalry and light infantry. This task is quite arduous, can you do it?"

"When we were in Persia, we fought with Persian cavalry and archers many times and defeated them many times. Will the Bruti cavalry be stronger than the Persian cavalry!" Epitronis said confidently.

"Haddes will bless us!" Tspit sang devoutly.

Davers looked at the two of them with firm eyes and gave them a solemn and powerful military salute: "I am waiting for the news of your victory!"

After seeing off the two, Davers's battle deployment has been fully implemented, just waiting for the Brutis' attack.

At this time, Martius and Bajilipi's nephew Rodom came over and asked him for instructions: "Sir, the leader of Bissinian Brim and Claylu insisted on seeing you!"

Davers looked back at the two Bissinian leaders who were stopped outside by their personal guards, shouting, immediately dismounted and rushed over.

"The consul of Dionia, we are more strongly demanding to go ahead to meet the enemy, rather than hiding behind like a coward, which is a humiliation to our soldiers!" Brim shouted excitedly.

Humiliation? After hearing Adpigis' translation, Davers looked at the messenger Thormid who followed him in confusion.

Thormid hurriedly explained: "I have said patiently to Chief Brim many times, but he seems unwilling to accept the statement of being the reserve team..."

After hearing this, Davers' expression immediately became serious. He said coldly: "Sinian soldiers are already Dionysians, you must know that Dionys must obey the orders of their superiors unconditionally when fighting. If you cannot do it, please lead the troops away! Let our real Dionysian soldiers enjoy the glory of victory alone! That's it!" After saying that, he threw another sentence to Adpigis: "Translation as the original words!" and then turned around and left.

Thormid followed behind and looked back from time to time, but saw Brim and Claylu leaving in disappointment.

"Sir, aren't you afraid that the Bissians will leave in anger?" Thormid said with some concern.

Davers smiled: "The more you explain some stubborn people, the more he asks for. It's better to cut off his thoughts from the beginning! Besides, even if the Bissinians leave, it will not affect our victory!"

Thormid was skeptical and secretly sent a messenger to observe the movements of the Bissinian team. After finding that after Brim returned, he led the team to wait in the rear without making a fuss or making a fuss. He couldn't help but feel ashamed: After dealing with many mercenary leaders for more than ten years, his understanding of human nature was not as good as a 20-year-old young man, and only the "gods" could explain it.

Due to the harassment of the Dionian cavalry, it was almost afternoon when the Brutis formation ended. Pi'anlun saw that the soldiers were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning and was a little anxious. He knew his tribesmen too well, the Brutis - a race that lived between the two major forces of the Greeks and Lucans. These soldiers who lived freely in the mountains and plateaus were brave but timid, passionate but inferior. The key was to inspire their fighting spirit.

So he led the guards out and came to the front of the center of the array. The guards attracted the attention of thousands of soldiers with their neat shouts, and then he shouted loudly: "Brutis, my dear fellow! For hundreds of years, we have lived freely on this beautiful plateau. Amara has nurtured us with her sweet **, and Brutus has given us peace. Now our peace is broken! Our land is invaded! Who is occupying our towns! Massacre our tribesmen!"

"Dionian!!!"

"Damn Greek!!!"

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The soldiers began to respond in anger.

"Do we want to allow these evil aliens to occupy our land, destroy our temples, insult our women, turn our descendants into slavery, lose their freedom, and live like cattle and sheep?!" Pi'anlun and his guards asked loudly.

"No!" The soldiers in front of him responded angrily, and this response gradually spread throughout the formation.

"No!!!" 20,000 Bruti warriors shouted in unison.

"Defeat the Dionians and give us freedom!" Pi'anlun raised his spear high.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!!!"

Thousands of warriors shouted hysterically.

"Roar!Roar!Roar!..." They kept pesting with their spears, and their fighting spirit increased sharply.

Pi'anlun was also excited by this. Facing the soldiers who could no longer hold back, he pointed his spear forward and said loudly: "Attack!"

The trumpet behind him blew the horns, and then the trumpets sounded at the same time in various parts of the military formation.

"Woo!!!..." The Battle of Punat, which decided to belong to the Bruty region, began.

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Hearing the thunderous roars opposite, Thormid couldn't help asking: "Mr. Davers, Bruti is boosting morale, should you..."

"In boxing matches, no one can win if they have a loud voice. People who win are often calm players. What's more, what the soldiers need now is to block the enemy's attack first. The meaningless roar will not only consume their little physical strength, but will also make them lose their defensive position because they are too excited." Davers looked ahead and said.

Thormid nodded convincedly.

"The Brutis attacked and sounded the defensive trumpet!" Davers heard the trumpet sound from the opposite side and began to give orders, and at the same time, he led his professional guards to quickly pass through the gaps in the small square array and come to the rear of the array.

More than a dozen curved bronze trumpets blew a low order. The soldiers who were sitting and resting immediately picked up their guns and shields, stood up, and moved their numb hands and feet. The teammates moved closer together and arranged the loose arrays closer to welcome the upcoming battle.

The small square formation in the front of the entire formation began to quickly connect to each other. The left wing, the center lane under the charge of the Dionian Legion, quickly connected to the right wing under the charge of the coalition, became a whole.

Epitianis and Tspit led a total of 4,000 light infantry and free people, from the outside of the left wing to the front of the left wing formation. They each had their own division of labor: After Tspit led more than 2,500 people forward 50 meters, they stopped, and the stone-cattered soldiers, archers, and a few javeliners lined up in turn; while Epitianis led nearly a thousand light shield soldiers and javeliners to continue walking to the outside of the left wing, and as they walked, they turned into a lengthened column, almost leaving the battlefield.

Amid the sound of the horn, the long line of the Brutis that stretched for nearly eight miles did not leave any reserve troops, and slowly moved forward.

The Brutis dispersed their light infantry evenly in the forefront of the army. Among the light infantry, archers accounted for the vast majority of the Brutis mountains and dense forests, and there were plateaus and many wild animals, so they produced archers. The light infantry were followed by infantry, mostly shields and spears holding leather shields and spears. On the far right wing, there were 600 unarmored cavalry. Although the Brutis occupied the entire plateau, they used this precious land mainly to grazed cattle and sheep to raise a large population. Although they also raised some horses, they were mainly pack horses. There were not many people who really owned war horses, and they were mainly concentrated in tribal nobles. 600 cavalry was almost the largest number that the Brutis could gather.

As soon as the Brutis walked down the grass slope, the right wing was baptized by the flying stones of the Dionysians. The infantry continued to walk slowly with their leather shields, and they were still far from the Dionysians' array. They could not charge too early. But the Brutis light infantry had already started running, and their responsibility was to clear obstacles for the main force's combat.

The Bruti cavalry on the far right wing had already begun to accelerate. The battle began. According to tradition, the cavalry on both wings always fought first because they were the fastest. The previous attack by the Dionian cavalry could be said to have slapped them in the face, and now they are going to fight back.

The cavalry shook the reins of the horse and repeatedly clamped the horse's belly, which made the speed of the war horses increase. The feeling of running at high speed made them even more excited. They clearly saw that the enemy's cavalry was on the back of the light infantry 300 meters away.

First disperse the light infantry in front and then attack these unmoving enemy cavalry, the chance of victory is quite high. The cavalry leader who charged in the front was thinking about it. Yu Guang saw a few dozen meters away on the right side, and there were many figures appearing at some point. They quickly ran towards the cavalry.

The leader immediately felt uneasy. Before he could react, countless javelins flew 30 meters away and landed among the Mercedes-Benz cavalry groups.

In an instant, the man called the horse neighed. In a fast running, whether it was a man or a horse, once he was shot and rolled to the ground, it would not only be difficult to survive, but it would also affect the surrounding cavalry charges.

Epitensis knew the cavalry very well. He did not fight against the cavalry from the front, but pretended to leave the battlefield, but was actually preparing to attack the cavalry from the outside.

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