Suddenly, the sound of killing shook the heavens!
The formation of the Hunnic mounted archers immediately fell into chaos, as if trampled, hundreds of them fell to the lances of the charging cavalry.
Sangis, leading his elite heavy cavalry, drew their melee weapons and slashed frantically, charging their way through, forcing the surrounding Hunnic mounted archers to dodge. The swirling circular array of mounted archers came to an abrupt halt, as the chaos, like a tide hitting a reef, began to reverse.
The Hunnic mounted archers, trying to circle around and evade, crashed into each other; their formation collapsed in an instant, and they could no longer use their mounted archery, forced to draw their melee weapons and fight hand-to-hand.
"This Sangis is no simple character!..."
Duncan was quite shocked. He had always seen small skirmishes involving small units, but this was the first time he witnessed a cavalry battle involving tens of thousands, where the formation crumbled, and the horses charged wildly without knowing where they were going.
The brave Alan Avengers endured wave after wave of the arrow storm without retreating, forcing their way into the enemy’s formation despite the casualties.
On the grassland they charged through, hundreds of their own trampled to unrecognizable pulp.
Nearly a hundred injured warhorses neighed, some already lying in eternal rest with their knights.
"Did we win this clash?!"
Duncan was quite astonished. Sangis was incredibly brave, leading his personal guard cavalry deep into the formation of the archers, then expanding the advantage amidst the chaos once they engaged in melee combat—those archers couldn’t perform mounted archery and had to assist their companions in close combat.
A fierce and bloody slaughter was still underway.
The number of Sangis’s assault cavalry was significantly reduced, but the casualties among the Hunnic mounted archers were even greater. The light cavalry, once they got close, clearly had the upper hand, and their line was on the verge of collapse.
——Hunnic nomads (morale shaken) (formation disrupted)!
——Hunnic mounted archers (morale shaken) (leader slain)!
Thousands of assault cavalry charged the Hunnic mounted archers to the brink, the enemy’s morale about to collapse at any moment.
The Imperial coalition won the first battle, and cheers erupted from both flanks of their formation.
But the next second.
Their cheers abruptly halted because from the direction of the Hunnic army, the sound of galloping hooves arose. The God’s Whip—Alati’s central army personal guards moved, and over a thousand elite cavalry began advancing toward the battlefield. From Duncan’s god-like perspective, it was a densely packed mass of combat units marked with stars.
——Hunnic Khan’s personal guards (two-star)!
——Hunnic armored cavalry (one-star)!
——Hunnic elite riders (one-star)!
It’s over.
Duncan immediately turned his gaze towards Aetius’s direction, seeing his deeply concerned expression. Silently, he watched the Hunnic armored cavalry joining the battlefield, his liver-spotted hand trembling slightly, as if making a decision. He finally just shouted: "Shield wall!"
"Hold the line! Archers ready!"
"Javelinmen to the front."
At this time, the left flank had already started engaging, with God’s Whip—Attila placing the Germanic vassal army on the right wing, forming a loose phalanx with large numbers of Gepid infantry, emitting terrifying roars. These tattooed, short-haired Germanic barbarians charged with crude formations, relying on sheer numbers to launch a terrifying charge.
A brutal melee erupted instantly.
Amidst the arrow rain, the Gepids raised their shields and accelerated their sprint, wielding axes, enduring javelins and arrow storms, and slammed heavily into the shield wall defense of the Imperial field army corps.
At the moment of impact, the shield wall even caved in, creating a gap filled with flesh and blood, but it was quickly reinforced by the heavy infantry from the second echelon.
In the span of a clash.
The Empire’s left flank was already littered with corpses, with the first wave of the collision leaving a thousand dead and injured, while in front of the shield wall formation, nearly twenty thousand Gepid infantry continued to surge like tides in waves.
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