My XX deal with Sister Nero

Although Ebenius was uneducated, as a favorite minister, he still had some political vision. He knew that once he captured the prince, he could use him to threaten the Roman government to hand over the Asia Minor Peninsula to him and recognize the independence of the Kingdom of Pontus.

Sure enough, just as the intelligence said, one morning two days later, Ebennie, who was still sleeping soundly in bed, was suddenly awakened by one of his soldiers, who said that a large number of enemy troops suddenly appeared on the western outskirts of the city!

"Here he comes!" After hearing the soldier's report, Ebeny was not panicked. Instead, he put on his armor with great interest and prepared to go to the west city wall to see what the only prince of the Roman Empire looked like.

Soon, surrounded by his personal guards, Ebeny arrived at the west city wall. Through the morning mist, he saw a group of busy little black dots about a kilometer away, moving back and forth on something.

"General, the enemy should be building a camp now. It looks like they may attack the city at noon or in the afternoon." Noticing the puzzled expression on Ebeny's face, a young general standing next to him leaned forward and whispered.

"Yes." Ebeny nodded and said to the general, "In that case, you should be careful when they attack the city. Although His Royal Highness is not worthy of our fear, we should be careful with the large siege equipment of the Roman Empire."

"Yes, General." The young general nodded and gave the order.

Around noon, Ebenezer, who had been anxiously waiting for half a day, finally saw a group of soldiers in red Roman uniforms, forming neat square formations and marching towards the city of Apamea.

"The main force is infantry, with archers in the rear and cavalry on both sides. It's a very standard and regular distribution of troops. But what are his cavalry used for? There are less than two hundred people on both sides combined?" Looking at the enemy troops marching towards Apamea, Ebeny leaned on the city wall and looked around, then sneered unceremoniously.

"General, there's something wrong with the enemy's numbers." At this moment, the young general standing next to Ebenee suddenly said, "I calculated that the enemy has only 1,500 soldiers at most. According to the intelligence from the spies, they should have 2,000 soldiers, but now they are 500 short."

"Hmm? It seems that this little prince is not as bad as we imagined." Ebeny smiled. Although he was uneducated, he could roughly guess the whereabouts of these 500 people. These 500 people must be ambushing somewhere, waiting to attack the city in chaos or something.

But, so what? Five hundred people, what can they do?

When the Roman army was still some distance away from Apamea, the army stopped advancing under the orders of the centurions of each unit. Then, one by one, the very simple-looking catapults were slowly pushed to the front of the formation.

"What is this? A trebuchet? Why is it different from the trebuchets I know?" Looking at those extremely simple little gadgets, Ebeny was a little puzzled.

In Ebeny's memory, the Roman Empire used a torsion trebuchet called "Wild Donkey". Although the height of this trebuchet was similar to the one in front of him, the Wild Donkey trebuchet was much wider, much wider than this one, and it looked like the structure was much more complicated, so... what the hell was this? !

PS: I went out to get a haircut this afternoon, so I came back a little late, sorry

Chapter 115: Battle of Apamea (Part 3)

"General, that... is most likely a new siege weapon of the Romans." A middle-aged man in a robe who looked somewhat gentle stood beside Ebeny and pointed at the pile of catapults that appeared in front of the Roman soldiers.

"I'm not blind!" Ebenee glanced at the civil servant standing next to him in annoyance, and then muttered: "This catapult looks very simple in structure. Who came up with this idea?"

"This... is most likely something that His Royal Highness the Prince came up with." Although the middle-aged civil servant was given a cold look just now, he did not take it to heart. After hearing Ebennie's doubts, the middle-aged civil servant answered for him without even thinking about it.

"Huh? That prince came up with this?" Ebenee looked unconvinced. What a joke, a child could come up with these things? Are you kidding me?

Seeing his boss's face full of disbelief, the middle-aged civil servant smiled bitterly and said, "General, you may not know that half a year ago, this young prince invented the stirrup and the rattle arrow. The former improved the combat effectiveness of the cavalry, while the latter solved the problem of the lack of unified command on the battlefield."

"Really? In that case, it is possible that this new catapult was made by the little prince." Ebeny nodded. Although he still didn't quite believe that these things were Tony's own idea, now no matter whether it was made by his subordinates in the name of the prince or it was the prince's own idea, this thing was already in front of him. There was no need to pay attention to it anymore.

During the conversation, under the city wall, in front of the Roman army, more than a dozen new catapults had been loaded. At the command, the soldiers standing in front of the catapults would pull the ropes and throw the stones in the catapults out.

"Get ready to dodge!" Seeing that the enemy's catapults were ready, a general immediately gave orders, reminding the soldiers to prepare to dodge the incoming stones.

"Fire!" Behind the catapult, a flag-bearing officer waved the military flag in his hand and gave orders on behalf of the centurion.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud roar, more than a dozen millstone-sized stones slammed heavily on the wall of Apamea.

"This hit rate...it depends on luck." Tony, sitting on the back of a maroon warhorse at the end of the army, looked at the first volley fired by the human-powered catapult he made. He almost covered his eyes subconsciously.

Although the human-powered trebuchet is easy to make and suitable for mass production, its hit rate... is it too low?

There were twelve stones in total, two of which fell on the ground about two or three meters away from the city wall. Although the remaining ten fell on the city wall, the power... forget it, there is no good thing that is cheap, so that's it.

Tony silently comforted himself in his heart while keeping his eyes closely on the battlefield ahead.

Although Tony deliberately lowered the performance of the human-powered catapult for the sake of acting, the power... was really touchingly low.

On the city wall, these rebels who had gathered temporarily were a little panicked when they saw the stones flying towards them, but after a round of attacks, Ebennie was stunned.

No! Wait a minute! Aren't Roman legionnaires' siege weapons famous for being powerful? How...how come they are just like this?!

This power, this hit rate, are you kidding me?!

"Is this the so-called new weapon?" Ebeny pointed at the row of human-powered catapults outside, his tone somewhat puzzling.

"This..." The middle-aged civil servant also opened his mouth without saying a single swear word.

What's going on?

Generally speaking, a siege begins with a siege on all sides. OK, I understand that you don't have enough troops to siege the city, but what are you doing with this new weapon? Are you trying to fool people?

Seeing that the new weapons had no significant impact on Apamea, not to mention the soldiers defending the city walls, even the Roman army was in turmoil.

"Quiet!" Seeing the soldiers getting agitated, the centurions of each phalanx tried to suppress them. After a while, the noise of the soldiers in the phalanx finally died down slowly.

"Militia is militia." Ebenezer naturally saw the clamor of the Roman soldiers. He raised a smile and said to the young general beside him: "You, organize a cavalry unit, rush out from the north gate, go around the enemy's flank and defeat them!"

"Yes!" The general nodded and then retreated.

Although the Kingdom of Pontus has not had any outstanding military forces over the years, at least the Kingdom of Pontus has always believed that its cavalry is quite powerful and it should not be a problem to deal with this group of militia.

Under Ebenis's arrangement, the young general immediately led 500 cavalrymen, opened the north gate and left the city, preparing to attack the flank of the Roman army.

"Your Highness..." Looking at those human-powered catapults throwing stones weakly, beside Tony, Mary nervously gripped the hilt of the knife. She roughly understood some of Her Highness's plans, so now, she really wanted to know whether Fan Gongshen was also following Her Highness's script.

"Your Highness, look over there!" Just when Mary was a little confused, she suddenly heard a cry of surprise from a guard beside her. Looking in the direction of the guard's finger, Mary saw a young general leading five hundred cavalrymen, charging fiercely towards the flank of the Roman army!

Hooked!

Seeing the enemy cavalry charging towards them, Mary was delighted. Next, it was their turn to perform!

"Enemy attack!" The cavalry on the left wing of the Roman army was the first to discover the enemy. Seeing the enemy charging over, these nearly 100 cavalrymen did not retreat but advanced instead, intending to launch a countercharge, severely curbing the enemy's momentum and buying some reaction time for the infantry behind them.

"Kill!" As soon as the two light cavalry units fought, the Roman cavalry, which had a large difference in numbers, not only did not show a sign of decline, but instead gave people a feeling that they could resist. Three minutes later, this cavalry unit actually showed a subtle advantage.

"Hey, calm down." At this moment, a Roman cavalry standard-bearing officer suddenly came to the centurion and reminded him.

Huh? Hearing this reminder, the centurion subconsciously looked around and found that his cavalry seemed to be fighting back and forth with the enemy? Are you kidding me? How can I ruin His Highness's business?

"Disperse quickly!" Thinking of this, the centurion had no time to react. He made a prompt decision and ordered all the cavalry to disperse and pretend to flee.

Not long after this cavalry dispersed, the infantrymen on the left wing took off their short spears and threw them at the 500 cavalrymen!

PS: You guys are toxic... I, the Abi pool has no products, I mean nothing, not Abi! You, ah! Look at what you said! I clicked on the management of the opening room, and I can see various single draws of miracles, Abi five treasures, Abi three treasures, etc., or Bai Zhen, Mo Zai, San Zang, and the worst ones are Doctor's Wife.

I didn't produce anything!

You guys are making me mad. I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll just keep talking! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Chapter 116: Battle of Apamea (IV)

"Be careful!" Although the people on the opposite side were militiamen, the tactics used by these Roman militiamen were similar to those of the regular army. They would first throw a round of javelins, and then the infantrymen would rush up with Roman daggers to kill the enemy.

Faced with familiar tactics, the cavalry did not panic. They scattered and waited for opportunities to avoid the javelins shot at them.

"Ah." Accompanied by screams, many unlucky guys were hit by the Roman soldiers' javelins and fell off their horses. Hearing the wailing of his subordinates, the young general did not panic. He turned over and hid under the horse's belly, controlling the horse with superb riding skills and rushing towards the crowd.

Romans, nothing more than that!

The general who had just defeated the Roman light cavalry on the flank did not notice that the enemy's retreat was so abnormal. He was already overwhelmed by victory and was only thinking about how he could rush into the enemy camp, disperse the group of Roman soldiers, and then capture the prince alive.

"The enemy is coming." Seeing the cavalry rushing towards them, the Roman militia subconsciously screamed and scattered to both sides, trying to avoid the cavalry's attack.

"Are these guys really Roman soldiers?" Looking at them scattering foolishly, the young general almost laughed out loud. Although their actions could ensure to the greatest extent that they would not be killed by the cavalry, such actions would undoubtedly break up the formation of his army, making the cavalry's charge smoother.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the cavalry rushed into the Roman formation and kept slashing. In order to avoid the cavalry's attack, the Roman soldiers dodged, making the already chaotic formation even more chaotic.

"Now." Looking at the obviously flustered child on horseback, the young general's eyes flashed with a gleam of light: "Brothers, follow me and kill them!"

"Your Highness!" Seeing the enemy coming with cavalry, Mary subconsciously drew her dagger and rode her horse to block Tony.

Tony looked at the general who was charging at him with a look of panic, tugged at the reins in a panic, and shouted to the guards around him: "Retreat quickly! Retreat quickly! Do you want to see me die here?"

"Yes, retreat quickly." Seeing Tony preparing to escape, Mary looked panicked and ordered the guards to protect His Highness and retreat.

Okay, next, it depends on whether the real big fish can be caught.

As Tony galloped on his horse, a sly smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"General, look! The prince has run away." On the city wall, the middle-aged civil servant pointed at the imperial flag that was fleeing in the distance and said.

The square flag, also known as the legion flag, is a type of military flag of the Roman Empire. Strictly speaking, the troops led by Tony are not as numerous as a legion, but in order to unify the command, Tony asked for a legion flag and turned the two thousand "militias" under his command into a legion.

Generally speaking, the military flag must follow the supreme commander. If the military flag is there, it means the supreme commander is there. If the military flag runs away, it means the supreme commander has also run away...

My boss has already fled, so why am I still here? Seeing that the flag had already fled, the Roman soldiers looked at each other in surprise, and then... fled in all directions.

"General, the enemy has been defeated!" Seeing the Roman militia fleeing in all directions under the city wall, the middle-aged civil servant was very excited.

"Chase, everyone follow me and capture the prince alive!" Ebeny rubbed his hands excitedly and shouted to the generals around him.

"Did we really win? Why do I feel a little weird? Looking at the defeated Roman army under the city wall, a general frowned, a little bit unbelievable. When did the Roman army lose so quickly? Especially those standard-bearers, they are all veterans who have served for more than 20 years. Their insight on the battlefield is even stronger than some low-level officers. Doesn't the standard-bearer with the imperial legion flag know what it means to run away?

Something is wrong, there is something wrong with this war!

The general shook his head, but even though he knew something was wrong, if he was asked what was wrong, he really couldn't answer it for a while.

Seeing the Romans defeated, Ebenzie thought he would not miss this great opportunity, so he led the remaining 4,500 people in the city and rushed out.

"Your Highness, they are chasing us!" Just as Tony was riding his horse and galloping through the world, Mary, who had been following closely beside him, suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?" Tony turned his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, in addition to the group of Roman soldiers wearing Roman militia uniforms and running like a pile of sand behind him, there was also a large group of Pontic rebels who were slightly more orderly and wearing various types of armor.

"This number... isn't it a bit too much?" According to Tony's prediction, if his prince appeared on the battlefield, he would definitely become a target of the enemy, so if the Roman army was defeated, the Pontic rebels would definitely catch up, capture or even kill his prince, which would be a heavy blow to the Roman Empire.

Therefore, Ebeny will definitely chase after them, and he will bring some troops with him.

That's right. He had asked Marcus to announce before that he had brought two thousand soldiers, but now there were only fifteen hundred people in front of him, and the other five hundred people must have been ambushed. In order to prevent these five hundred people from ambushing near Apamea, Ebenis would definitely leave some troops in Apamea to prevent those five hundred people from taking the opportunity to capture the city.

But looking at the number of infantrymen chasing after us... it seems a bit too many?

"Sister Mary, can you see how many of them have chased us out?" As a modern man, Tony is not very good at estimating the number of people. In his opinion, there is no difference between one thousand people and five thousand people. They are both a large group of people. If everyone is lined up in a neat and uniform square formation, he might be able to count them, but if everyone is running in a swarm like this... who can count them?

"Your Highness, the enemy should have already sent out their entire army." Mary said with a frown, looking back carefully at the Pontic rebels following behind.

"Huh?" Tony was stunned. There was no one left behind?

But think about it, even if he really arranged 500 people to ambush near the city of Apamea, so what? In the eyes of the enemy, the Roman army is now in a state of defeat. They only need to defeat the main force and capture His Royal Highness the Prince alive. Even if the 500 Roman soldiers defend the city, they will eventually have to surrender.

"That's great, let's catch them all in one fell swoop!" Tony smiled and looked at the woods not far away. Next, it was time for his 500 ambushing soldiers to take the field.

PS: Too tired, I will code and upload it first, and revise it later. I didn't sleep last night and ran outside at five this morning. I didn't get home until nine in the evening. I didn't eat. I was sleepy and tired. I relied on iced black tea to keep myself alive. Go to sleep. Bye.

Chapter 117: Battle of Apamea (V)

Just as the Roman troops crossed the grove and the Pontic rebels happened to pass by the grove, a series of uniform "whoosh" sounds suddenly came from the grove.

Immediately afterwards, five hundred Roman heavy javelins flew out from the woods and stabbed towards the direction of the Pontic rebels.

"Enemy attack!" Seeing the javelins flying out from the grove on their side, the Pontic rebel soldiers were a little panicked. Finally, under the scolding of the generals, these Pontic soldiers forced themselves to calm down and sent two thousand infantrymen to rush into the woods.

"If they had ambushed their men near Apamea, we might still have a headache for a while, but ambushing here... five thousand against two thousand, how could we lose?" Ebeny smiled as he watched his army rush into the woods, his face full of disdain.

The Roman army is nothing special!

As expected by General Ebeny, in a short time, his two thousand soldiers drove out the five hundred ambush troops in the woods and chased them all over the plain.

"Look, they are nothing special." Ebenezer laughed loudly, and looking at his troops chasing the Roman soldiers everywhere, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

The Romans are just so-so! With such fighting power, not only can our Kingdom of Pontus be restored, but we may even be able to occupy Rome, capture the empress, and give birth to a new offspring with divine blood.

Tsk, it’s really exciting to think about it.

"These guys run pretty fast." After chasing on horseback for a while, Ebeny glanced at the group of guys on horseback wearing sophisticated armor in the distance in front of him, curled his lips with some disdain, and muttered.

I should have been chasing them for about two miles now, right? Along the way, these Roman soldiers really wanted to run faster, throwing weapons and armor at them. Wow, they are really fast runners!

"Everyone, hurry up and catch up with him! Catch the prince alive!"

Ebennie waved the whip in his hand and pointed at Tony not far ahead.

"Is it almost done?" Hearing Ebenee's arrogant voice behind him, Tony smiled, and after looking carefully at the surrounding scenery, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Location, almost there!

Almost at the moment when Ebeny finished speaking, a rain of javelins suddenly rose up from the rear and diagonal sides of the Pontic rebels!

"Enemy attack!" The low-ranking officers on both sides were the first to notice the overwhelming rain of javelins, but they only shouted the two words "enemy attack", and then... nothing happened.

The rain of javelins from the five hundred ambushes in the woods before and the rain of javelins before us were two completely different concepts.

If the javelin rain from the five hundred ambushed soldiers was a gentle drizzle, then this javelin rain was simply a torrential rain.

A total of eight thousand heavy javelins instantly fell into the crowd, killing a small half of the Bendu rebels who had been so arrogant just now.