Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 465 - 71: Collision, Clash of Myths (Part 3)
This tradition stems from a pathologically pure pursuit of divinity.
At this moment.
The pursuers in the distance split into two groups, with a small number of cavalry flanking to try and cut off the barbarians’ retreat, while dozens of chariots chased from the front, already quite close, followed by over a thousand infantry.
"Crete, take Tambourine and go first."
"Head west all the way."
"That’s the direction of the sea, they can’t catch up."
Duncan turned to look at the barbarians present, giving the order to Crete, knowing that with a heavily injured burden, fighting was impossible.
Hearing Duncan’s words, Crete shook his head directly: "I won’t leave."
"Let Pest carry Tambourine away."
"I’ll stay!"
The barbarian whose name was mentioned was suddenly anxious; how could he be the one to leave first now, was he a coward?
Didn’t he deserve honor?
But someone had to take away the unconscious, seriously injured person. At this moment, Hegel looked up and said solemnly: "Crete, you carry Tambourine, find a safe place to hide him, then come back and fight alongside us."
Duncan wasn’t fully aware of some barbarian traditions.
But sending Crete away now was more painful than killing him.
Hearing Hegel’s words, Crete hesitated for a moment, then immediately carried the unconscious Tambourine, sprinting frantically towards the direction of the sea.
"Form up!"
As the sound of thundering hooves approached, Duncan also picked up the Dwarf heavy shield, saying to those beside him: "Do as I trained you!"
"No one is to charge without permission!"
"Including you!"
"Hegel!"
This was the first time Duncan commanded Hegel with the authority of a leader, and he silently nodded, devoid of his usual arrogance.
One by one, enemy marks appeared.
Over a hundred elite cavalry came into view, and even before they were near, a rain of arrows fell. Duncan shouted fiercely, raising a shield to block in front, while Hegel stood beside him, with Usga behind them raising his shield to protect overhead, others covering the flanks.
This was the Turtle Shell Array of the Roman Legion!
With insufficient numbers, they could only protect three sides, leaving a small gap at the rear. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Bam!
After the arrow rain, came a wave of javelins, and even Vassal Army dressed as foreigners used catapults, marked as Cretan stone throwers.
The entire formation didn’t budge.
Duncan and Hegel stood at the front of the team, like two guardian deities, and as long as they stood, no one could break through. The Dwarf heavy shield was somewhat like a tower shield, more than enough to protect the line, and the weight was nothing to the barbarians; the key was they had to obey orders and absolutely could not charge without permission, because as soon as the Turtle Shell Array showed any gap, nearby comrades would be exposed to arrow fire.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Dozens of javelins came at them, causing no fatalities, and looking at the tightly sealed Turtle Shell Array, the Golden Legion commander appeared extremely stern, murmuring: "When did the barbarians learn to use military formations?"
All along, the barbarians fought with a frenzy, charging faster than anyone else, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
"Scattering Array!"
At this moment, Duncan yelled, and he and Hegel moved to the sides, while Usga and others behind them set down the Dwarf heavy shields, taking up javelins one after another.
A piercing wail as they broke through the air!
The barbarians’ javelins were terrifying, perhaps not as potent as a Bed Crossbow, but at close range equaled light ballistas. A round of javelin throws resulted in heavy casualties among the enemies in front, those hit were even penetrated through the chest and abdomen, dropping from horseback.
At this time, Duncan also took out a javelin, directly targeting the enemy cavalry leader, a dull thud as the javelin pierced through the target’s skull.
"Charge!"
"Do not activate Frenzy!"
A group of barbarians faced the riders head-on, seven barbarians with infantry directly assaulted over a hundred cavalry, Duncan’s figure like a rampaging gale, his axe swept cold flashes, like a horse-cutting saber, wherever he went, both men and horses were crushed!
Hegel, seething with rage, eyes blood-red, wielded his Warhammer to crush riders and horses together, stirring a gory storm, raining fragments of flesh skyward.
Mythic hero power crushing mortals was fully revealed at this moment!
Duncan swung the axe in his hand, the terrifying power beheading the enemy’s warhorse; ten meters away, Hegel caught the axe instantly, then with a powerful Jump Slash, cleaved another cavalry leader in half!
Bam!
Duncan swung the Dwarf heavy shield, a Shield Strike sending the cavalry in front flying, the sweeping shield roared, a cracking sound as the enemy beside him, both man and horse were shattered, the horse’s chest caving in, he didn’t even need to look back, catching the axe Hegel threw back in an instant.
The whirling axe blades were like a wind of death, leaving a trail of severed limbs and bodies, consecutively slaying over a dozen.
"Form up!"
Just as the barbarians fought in high spirits, Duncan suddenly shouted: "Hegel!"
Hegel’s figure paused.
Without a moment of hesitation, he stopped pursuing the over a hundred cavalry who had been routed, picked up the Dwarf heavy shield, and returned to the formation.
No one was injured.
The enemy left dozens of corpses, directly routed.
But due to this delay, dozens of chariots could already be seen not far away, around the chariot wheels were sharp serrated blades, which could easily grind the enemy ahead when the chariots advanced.
