Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 115 Massacre? Revenge!
Lincolnshire.

A team of cavalry galloped along the Four Directions Avenue. During the past six months, Duncan drove a large number of Saxon captives to repair the road. In addition to the temporary conscripted laborers from various places, he finally restored the two main roads built by the empire at that time to normal operation.

The Roman Empire ruled the British province for 400 years before building three square roads. Duncan would not waste them and had to make good use of them.

Outside the military camp.

The knights quickly dismounted. The Sarmatian rider in the lead, with an excited expression, hurried into the tent and said to Quveto in a deep voice, "The Governor's order!"

"The Sixth Legion will march forth at once against Yorkshire."

Upon hearing this, Kveto instantly stood up and said to his left and right guards, "The master's order has finally arrived. Come, put on my armor!"

"Send a message to the centurion of the Sixth Legion. The army will move immediately!"

Boom boom boom!
A dull sound of war drums rang out. When the horn sounded throughout the military camp, teams of soldiers, excited, gathered in the parade grounds. Then, led by their respective centurions, they went to the quartermaster to collect supplies and equipment.

Imperial Legionaries typically didn't carry javelins and heavy shields during regular training, only bringing them along when preparing for battle. The British Legion's heavy shield was an iron-clad shield, and they carried two javelins—a heavy javelin and a light javelin—along with a day or two's worth of rations for emergencies.

Inside the military camp.

Dust gradually rose, and teams of hundreds of people were ready to go. There was almost no noise, only the shouts of orders from the centurions and standard-bearers. Suppressed excitement was reflected on the tough and resolute faces of the centurions. After they were ready, they quickly set foot on the square road outside the military camp, and headed directly towards Yorkshire and Hadrian's Wall along the road.

They have been waiting for this day for more than half a year.

Happy to hear about the war!

The entire British province was now a suppressed war beast, with only Duncan alone able to quell the belligerent desires of his many commanding soldiers. For nearly six months, he had been greasing this massive war machine. Now that the call to battle had finally been heard, many soldiers eager to achieve great things were already raring to go. In the British province, military exploits were the easiest way to rise to prominence; simply winning a war could instantly elevate someone to a higher class.

This is a bit like the conflict between the Central Plains and the small border countries in the previous life. The more suppression there was from above, the more the people below wanted to fight.

It’s not like we can’t win, right?

They endured it for the sake of farming and recuperation, but now that farming has ended, when is the best time to fight?

Kvetto led a detachment of light cavalry on the highway, with the baggage train in the rear. He personally led the British Legion's lightly armed infantry on the charge, accompanied by a light cavalryman who also served as a messenger. Lincolnshire was the distance from Yorkshire, the neighboring county, and his scouts had already dispersed.

Duncan's army was divided into three groups.

One group, led by Galavan and mainly composed of barbarian foreign legions, attacked Lanka from Cheshire. The other two groups, led by Quveto and Cullin, attacked Yorkshire from both sides, capturing cities and strongholds along the way, and completely wiped out the Saxon forces in the British Isles.

As for himself, he had already gathered his elite troops and arrived in Oxford.

After the Saxons destroyed the Kingdom of Kent, many barbarian tribes on the British Isles were already struggling to survive. Except for Yorkshire, which was a little tougher, the others were just small fry.

Duncan was not going to take credit for himself, so he gave his other subordinates a chance to train themselves, and at the same time, he wanted to train the reorganized legion.

The troops participating in the battle this time were all second- and third-line legions.

The real elite under his command were to be reserved for dealing with the black sword warriors of the Picts and Gaels.

Epolak.

This is the first large town in Yorkshire. It was one of the capitals of the British province in the early days. Later, London developed more prosperously and completely replaced this town.

The British Legion led by Queveto has arrived here.

The Saxons seemed to have realized their situation was hopeless, and many fled back to their home bases. The remaining ones, unwilling to give up, gathered thousands of troops nearby, intending to fight to the death. Many of these people had lost their foundations in their homeland, but were reluctant to give up the land they had occupied in Britain, so they could only live happily from day to day. These Saxon pirates caused great harm to the nearby British natives.

The indigenous people in the north of the British Isles have been looking forward to the royal army for a long time!

As soon as Kveto led the Sixth Legion to besiege Epolak, an indigenous uprising broke out in the town. Even the Saxon pirates were caught off guard. Hundreds of slaves fought desperately to grab weapons and fight back. Coupled with the demoralized Saxon civilians, the rebels actually succeeded in opening a crack in the city gate.

"charge!"

"Press forward! Don't let them retake the city gate!"

Kveto instantly seized the opportunity. He personally donned armor and led the elite British legion towards the city gate. Beside him, the chief centurion, Sean, shouted, "Ready your javelins!"

"cast!"

Hundreds of light javelins were thrown, and the Saxon infantry on the wooden wall who were trying to retake the city gate immediately suffered heavy losses.

"Shield wall!"

"Shield wall!"

Each thousand-man legion of the empire would have a chief centurion, usually a fierce man, whose status was second only to the legion commander. The chief centurion led his men to form a shield wall, and against the rain of arrows from the Saxon hunters, they forcibly broke open the gate that was about to close. Then, heavy shields were set up one after another, forming a shield wall more than two meters high on the spot, and the city gate was blocked in an instant.

At this time, the Saxon defenders in Epolak were a little panicked.

They organized several waves of charges in succession, trying to seize the city gate, but the shield wall formed by the chief centurion did not move at all. As soon as the enemy rushed up, they were immediately stabbed with heavy daggers. Soon, the city gate was piled with corpses in three layers inside and outside.

If there is a gap anywhere in this rock-solid shield wall, someone will immediately fill it up again.

"Disperse the formation!"

At this time, Kveto had already captured the arrow tower next to the city gate. The chief centurion roared, and the shield wall began to spread out from the middle to both sides, leaving a road about three meters wide. Then roars and roars sounded, and the second echelon of the British Legion had taken over and directly attacked the town.

When it comes to combat skills using shields, the Imperial Legion is the ancestor of the barbarians. The barbarian shield walls like the Vikings in later American TV series would make the regular Imperial Legion laugh out loud when they saw them.

If it weren't for the military reform that changed the square shields into round shields, they could have formed a tortoise shell formation on the spot.

In addition, the square shields of the early empires were the legendary tower shields. They could form an impenetrable line of defense in place, but their flexibility was very poor and they were extremely heavy. In games like Dungeons & Dragons, the tower shield's defensive capabilities were first-rate, even higher than ordinary magic shields.

The entire battle process was orderly.

The first echelon of the legion, led by the chief centurion, rested for a while to recover the strength consumed by the formation, while the second echelon, led by another centurion, raised their shields to withstand the shooting of the Saxon hunters and set up a defense line towards the intersection of the three directions of the city gate.

Following closely behind were the reserve troops of the third echelon. They were the fresh force and the main force of the attack. After the second echelon had established its front line, they advanced directly to engage in street fighting with the enemy.

The Imperial Centurions are generally divided into three echelons.

If the formation consisted of 120 men, it would be a battalion of 40 men. The first column would be a mix of veterans, the second would be primarily young recruits, and the third would be primarily elite men. During battle, the veterans would hold the line, their rich combat experience making them less vulnerable to barbarians. The young men would primarily deplete the enemy's stamina, possessing greater physical endurance and a stronger edge. When the third echelon pressed forward, it was essentially a decisive moment. The elite men, all veterans in their thirties, knew how to fight without the centurion's orders.

This fighting method can preserve the elite of the legion, prevent the new recruits from suffering heavy casualties, and allow them to gain practical combat experience.

In addition, it must be mentioned that the veterans in the first echelon received double military pay during the war.

As for the chief centurion, his salary was equivalent to that of an ordinary general.

soon.

The British Legion broke through the city gate, but was not in a hurry to expand the victory.

Kveto was also a veteran and knew how to reduce his own casualties. As teams of auxiliary archers pressed forward, a rain of arrows began to counterattack.

The series of changes brought about by Duncan have turned the weak British Legion into a real main force.

Even if he is not present, these people can still win the battle!
It just wasn't as easy as following the Governor. "Loose formation!"

The chief centurion roared, and the legion infantry in the front row formed a loose formation. Then the first row of soldiers dispersed, and the British archers in the back took a few steps forward and launched intensive fire directly at the rushing enemies. After a rain of arrows, the ground was immediately covered with corpses.

After the imperial military reform, it has become accustomed to relying on long-range firepower to kill the enemy's fresh forces.

The entire battle process was roughly about seizing the city gate, forming a dense formation, stabilizing the defense line, forming a shield wall, preventing the enemy from retaking the city gate, then dispersing the shield wall to allow the second echelon to press forward, followed by a dense formation to occupy the intersection, and then a dispersed formation with the third echelon pressing forward, using two rounds of javelins to sweep the ground, and finally the third echelon dispersed the formation to allow the auxiliary archers to kill the enemy, and the middle-aged elite seized the opportunity to directly defeat the enemy in one wave.

It seems simple.

Only three echelons took turns fighting, constantly changing between dense and loose formations, but in the current era, such an army was already quite disciplined, and it could be said that it completely crushed the barbarian army's chaotic charge-style attack.

"The enemy is defeated!"

A cheer rang out, and the British Legion began to advance in full force.

The Saxon pirates in this town had been completely defeated. They were driven all the way to the seaside, and then the sea pushed them back to the shore, where only death awaited them.

Around 446 AD, the Britons sent their last letter of appeal to the Roman governor, which is known in history as the "Groan of the Britons."

Aetius, the commander of the Western Empire, did not respond to the Britons' pleas and did not send troops to help fight the Saxon invasion. The text ends with the following: "The barbarians drove us to the seashore, and the sea forced us to face the barbarians. We had to choose between these two ways of death: either to be killed or to be drowned..."

The tragic massacres that took place that year are still vivid in our memory!
But today's British Legion is no longer a weak and incompetent army.

revenge!

The time for revenge has come!
At this time, Kveto was unable to command the British legions, especially the indigenous soldiers, who only wanted to wash away the shame and hatred with the blood of the enemy.

kill!

A centurion, who was red-eyed with anger, led his soldiers to chase the pirates all the way to the seashore. Under the surging waves, the terrified Saxon pirates who fled were washed back by the waves.

The blood almost dyed the nearby coastline red.

Some Saxon pirates knelt down and begged, but what responded to them was the cold sharp blades of the British, who ruthlessly cut the Saxon throats.

massacre!

A bloody massacre!

Just like what the Saxon pirates did back then, filled with hatred, the pursuing British legion massacred nearly two or three thousand Saxon fleeing soldiers. In the end, the coastline was full of enemy corpses, and only less than a few hundred people were surrendered by the arriving Kveto.

Since the Saxon invasions, the Native Americans of Britain have lost nearly half their population.

This is a blood feud.

This was one of the battlefields of the massacre.

"Damn it!"

"Prepare to be punished. This battle was in vain!" Quveto's face was full of regret.

However, at this moment he had no way to severely punish those British warriors who knelt on the seashore and cried after slaughtering the enemies. Some of them even cut their hair and faces to pay tribute to their dead relatives with their own blood, and let out bursts of heart-wrenching roars towards the sea.

They finally got their revenge!
Back then, on this coast, the Saxons massacred their relatives. They kept fleeing, but were forced back by the waves. The corpses of the Britons were scattered all over this coastline, and the blood of the Britons dyed the waves and tides red.

Today we must repay blood with blood and tooth with tooth!
Amidst the pile of corpses on the coastline, Chief Centurion Sean pulled his sword from the chest of a Saxon pirate. He led the other centurions and knelt before Kveto. With red eyes and lowered heads, he held the sword in both hands and handed it to Kveto, saying in a hoarse voice, "Sir."

"Give the Governor an explanation with my head!"

"I gave the order!"

All this must be explained.

Because the Governor had expressly forbidden the massacre of prisoners, not even for revenge, not even if the Saxons had done the same thing to them in the past, because the British Legion was not a group of beasts obsessed with killing.

Snapped!
Quveto was so angry that his face turned blue. He raised his whip and hit the chief centurion hard in the face, leaving his skin torn and blood flowing.

"Bastard!"

"Tie them up!"

Kveto kicked the dagger out of his hand, turned around, and said in a cold voice, "Tie them all up for me. I'll deal with them after I come back from meeting the Governor."

Sean, who was bleeding from the whip, looked up in shock and then knelt on the ground respectfully.

This is Kveto's way of forcibly protecting them.

For this clear violation of military orders, Kveto will also be severely punished. As for them, they will probably be fired completely and will be lucky to be able to keep their lives.

The British Legion had just been reorganized, and Kveto had promised strict discipline, and then this happened.

I guess Kveto's position will have to move down a bit.

This is the influence of the times. In the Middle Ages, blood feud was even higher than the law.

Once the army releases the brakes, it will become a terrifying man-eating beast.

Not surprisingly.

The next day, Kveto was hung under the flagpole for a whole day and night. When he was taken down, he was beaten with dozens of military sticks and could not even get up. He was carried back on a stretcher by his bodyguards.

Since he wanted to protect people and rally his troops, Duncan helped him do so.

But this won’t happen again.

If he did it again, Duncan would have no choice but to chop off Kveto's head.

the other side.

The barbarian foreign legion led by Galavan advanced rapidly. Perhaps because of the massacre, the Saxons in other places were frightened, and some even abandoned their defense lines and led their troops to surrender to Galavan's barbarian foreign legion.

Because many of the members of the Fifth Legion led by Galavan were recruited Germanic barbarians, and they were of the same blood after all, so they would not be killed.

This can be considered a blessing in disguise. After the coastal massacre, the barbarian foreign legion actually recruited thousands of people.

Three armies.

The barbarian foreign legion led by Galavan was the first to reach Hadrian's Wall. He directly ordered the foreign legion to garrison Hadrian's Wall to guard against the invasion of barbarians in Scotland.

A great achievement fell from the sky!
Galavan gained a lot of things along the way and unexpectedly became the most powerful legion commander.

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(End of this chapter)