"Ao!" As soon as Ragsius stepped on the tower shield, he jumped up, crossed the head of the current Roman soldier, twisted his body and attacked in the air. The short sword slashed the back of the Roman soldier and cut most of his head and neck.

The young Roman soldier fell forward to the ground with a dull look, and a gap appeared in the shield wall. The two nearby gladiators were immediately overjoyed and rushed into the Romans' defense line.

Kabar is tall and not as agile as Ragsius, but he has his own combat style. Kabar is wearing a set of gladiator-specific gladiator equipment, a helmet with a mask, and an iron shoulder pad with his right shoulder. This shoulder pad is different from the leather shoulder pad of ordinary gladiators. It is made of layered thick armor sheets with sharp triangular iron cones on it, which can not only effectively protect the shoulders, but also be used to collide with opponents.

He held an iron chain ball in his right hand and an egg shield in his left hand to protect his left body without armor. Seeing that Ragsius had reached a breakthrough, Kabar roared and the chain ball hit the opposite tower shield. The huge force was passed to the Roman soldiers behind through the shield, staggering him.

Kabar took the opportunity to lower his head and shoulders, blocked the front with an egg shield, and hit the tower shield with a fit. "Bang!" The Roman soldiers opposite were as if they were hit by a heavy truck. The tower shield was smashed into pieces, and they flew backwards for five or six meters, and also pulled down the two Roman comrades beside him. Another gap appeared on the shield wall again.

In fact, the wonderful performance of Kabar and Ragsius appeared several times after the war started, and they also helped the rebels open the gap in the shield wall through superb personal force. However, at that time, the Romans had not yet drawn the sword and shield soldiers from the center. They always quickly used a row of swords and swords to kill the gladiators who broke into the shield wall, or forced them back. When the gladiators came to their senses, the shield wall had recovered as before.

However, with the addition of the Spartan regiment, the Romans finally exposed the disadvantage of numbers. Although 300 people vs. 400 people were only less than 100 people, it was a small battle after all, and these more than 100 people were equal to exceed 40% of the Romans' troops.

As time went by, the battlefield fell into a melee, and the Romans exposed their fatal weaknesses, which was also a hidden danger that Governor Lucius laid on this army before they set out on the war. They had no veterans. Although these young soldiers who participated in the rotation training in Pompeii were no different from veterans in equipment and had slightly better physical strength than veterans, they had too little combat experience and too weak fighting will. Once casualties reached a certain level, the army would collapse.

Fortunately, after repeated persuasion by the mercenary leader, Badaks threw the mercenaries into the battlefield in time. After all, once the battle failed, he would get nothing.

Badacs' money was not spent in vain. These mercenaries had rich combat experience and strong fighting will, and were the best mercenaries in Pompeii. However, these mercenaries were very smart. They did not fight to the death, but were scattered throughout the frontal battlefield to assist Roman soldiers to resist gladiators with stronger hand-to-hand combat capabilities, but did not kill the gladiators, but just slapped the cold and injured the gladiator and fell to the ground.

The situation on the battlefield was in a stalemate, but it was obvious that as more and more gladiators fell to the ground, the rebels were collapsing and soon they would be wiped out.

After looking at the front battlefield and then on the Spartan regiment, Xu Mo on the hillside sighed. The battlefield was already in a melee, but the mercenary troops obviously had enough energy. Even if they were about 30 people, it would be useless if they were to be put into the battlefield. Although he had a backup plan, the prerequisite for launching had not been met. It was time to leave the battlefield and the uprising mission was about to fail!

Just as Xu Mo lowered his head and wanted to withdraw from the battlefield, new changes occurred on the battlefield. The young Roman officers finally made mistakes under the huge pressure on the battlefield. They threw more than 30 reserve troops around them into the battlefield.

These more than thirty reserve soldiers were not Roman reserve soldiers in the actual sense. They were also young soldiers, and were only responsible for protecting Roman officers and acting as reserve troops. The reason why the five young Roman officers made mistakes was because the mercenaries did not try their best to fight.

Until now, the rebel army suffered heavy casualties, but the Romans also suffered huge casualties, especially the small battlefield on the Spartan regiment. If it weren't for the battlefield situation, the Roman army composed of young soldiers had collapsed.

According to this kind of war loss ratio, the Romans may have an incredible casualties after the war. Even if they win the battle, as officers, they have no choice. After all, they are only dealing with "defector slaves".

Under this psychological effect, the young Roman officers inevitably made mistakes. While the rebel army still retained the reserve team (Xu Mo and others), they took the lead in joining the reserve team when the battlefield posture was beneficial to them.

Xu Mo looked at the changes on the battlefield in disbelief and suddenly felt a pie falling from the sky, and a huge sense of happiness surged in his heart. At this moment, he found that he began to fall in love with this exciting game of leading troops to fight. Romans, this is really a gift...

If Xu Mo was surrounded by 30 light cavalry, he could have detoured directly from the two wings of the battlefield and directly took the enemy's commander. Of course, Xu Mo did not have cavalry, but the backhand he prepared had already met the conditions for use. A three-dimensional mirror appeared in Xu Mo's real-time combat information screen, which was the real heart of Dinah.

Xu Mo raised his head and turned his gaze to the back of the entire Roman camp. He seemed to see three figures hiding in three angles behind the Roman officers. They were Dinah and two other female reincarnationists.

"Max, take our people to support the Spartan regiment, defeat the enemy in front of us, go around the back of the Romans, and attack the Romans with the Gladiator and rebel army!" Xu Mo suppressed his excitement and said calmly.

"Boss, look at us!" Max and Hellington looked at each other and grinned.

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"No!" a Roman officer roared frantically. Just now in front of him, his companion cut off his neck by an almost invisible figure. The head flying in the air still had a blank expression, and it seemed that he had never expected that he had died.

When Xu Mo appeared quietly and silently in the woods where the Roman officers were, the five Roman officers riding horses were not moved at all. Even if they found that there were Dinah and the other three appeared behind them, they were just slightly surprised.

Five knights against four slaves who didn't even have armor, three of them were women? The Roman officers were embarrassed to draw their swords, and the five were humble to each other, as if they felt that they would not be able to deal with such enemies.

But soon, they found that the other three female slaves did not attack them, but just kept moving and exchanging positions. However, no matter how they moved, they would definitely form a diagonal with Xu Mo opposite and sandwich a Roman officer in the middle.

Then, then there was nothing. They found that the only male gladiator on the opposite side was missing. To be precise, they could not see the other person before they appeared again. When Xu Mo appeared again, he was often close to a certain Roman officer, and was still in high speed movement. Xu Mo only needed to place the short sword in his hand in a straight position to shoot the Roman officer off his horse.

When all five Roman officers were dismissed, the battle turned into a tragic death. In front of Xu Mo's instant stance, the ordinary Roman officer could only use both defeats and left a huge wound on Xu Mo's body when he was beheaded and opened.

The Roman soldiers and mercenaries who saw this scene returned to their commander desperately. The Roman soldiers rushed towards Xu Mo with a frantically screaming. Even the gladiators behind them took the opportunity to pierce their bodies through the daggers and cut off their necks, the Romans did not stop returning to their support.

At this moment, the Romans had the strongest combat power since the war broke out!

The Roman soldiers were brave. With their will and the cooperation of mercenaries, the Romans snatched back two seriously injured and unconscious Roman officers before Xu Mo massacred all the commanders.

The battle was over. When the three hundred Romans finally left the battlefield before the war, there were only less than one hundred soldiers left, and the mercenaries also suffered heavy casualties at the last moment. The Romans and their injured comrades took the lead in leaving behind broken corpses and damaged weapons all over the ground.

The exhausted gladiators didn't even have the strength to cheer for victory, and they all lay down on the ground, breathing heavily, enjoying the joy of victory...

"Ah!" On the other side of the front battlefield, Omes's mournful cry came from the position belonging to the Spartan regiment...

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