I put out his fire

The battle is not over.The E tribe has been wiped out, but the tribes allied with it are still stubbornly resisting.

Governor Reko faced the most intense rebellion.He was up against the Lai clan, known for their valor and skill in combat.

Lei Ke, who had already lost a battle, had to ask for support from Nero who had completed the siege.

So five days later, Nero led the army and came to the vicinity where the Lai tribe was stationed.

The Lai people live on the mountain, surrounded by forests.Unlike its allies, the E tribe, the Lai tribe is smarter and good at using troops according to local conditions.

The Lai people cut off the upper end of the small tree so that the lower end of the tree will grow more luxuriantly, and they will replant hard thorns.This made the low bushes extremely vigorous, and it was difficult for the Roman legion with cavalry as the main force to take advantage.

The main force of the Lai tribe is infantry, who are very good at ambushes, especially in dense forests with tall trees.

This will be a difficult battle.

The tall black and hard trees were inserted into the ground like hacksaws, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the trees like thin blades.The shadow of the forest is very thick, even at noon, it is as dark as escaping into a grave.The damp and cold mist spread, and it was late autumn at this time, and the trees were as wet as if they had been soaked.

The Roman legions, recuperated and purged, entered the forest like molten iron.The clatter of horseshoes startled the birds and beasts in the forest.

The towering and dense trees forcibly divided the closely-arranged teams, greatly restricting the speed of marching.

Rod wore fingerless leather gloves and rode on a horse.He was about to recover from serious injuries, and his physical condition was definitely not strong. He had a soft yet tough aura, similar to a scabbard.

Nero rode over.He has silver hair and silver armor, and a beam of shallow light shines dazzlingly on him.And under his slender eyelashes and slender lying silkworms, there is a dark shadow.

"This battle will be very dangerous." He stood shoulder to shoulder with Rhodes, "Your injury is not fully healed, so don't act alone..."

He paused, and there was an uncontrollable, sticky gleam in his eyes, "Don't stay away from my side..." he whispered.

Rhodes nodded his head lightly, which seemed to be coping.

His icy gaze scanned the surroundings, his expression a little dignified, "The distance between trees is too narrow, and the thorns on the ground are like nails! Our soldiers and horses have been frustrated before the battle."

Nero carefully looked at the map drawn on the parchment, his lips were tightly pressed together, half of his young face was blocked by the dark shade of trees.

"The army can only be stationed here temporarily." He said heavily, "We are now on the downhill slope of this mountain, and the Lai people are stationed on the opposite mountain. There is only a deep river valley between the two armies."

Rhodes thought for a moment, and there was a hint of urgency between his brows and eyes.He gripped the reins tightly, and his tight leather gloves creaked softly.

Nero folded the map, and his calves bound by iron boots clamped the horse's back.Because of the continuous march, the muscles in his legs became firmer, and he had a kind of firm will that only soldiers possess.

"Fortunately, the number of Lai people is small, less than [-]." He said with dark eyes, "Their equipment is not as sophisticated as ours..."

"Don't underestimate the enemy!" Rhodes remained vigilant.A ray of sunlight slipped like a thin blade, reflecting his sinister eyebrows and eyes.

He sternly warned: "Be careful of their ambush! Those cunning barbarians are most familiar with the environment here. Lei Ke was interrupted by the sudden ambush..."

Nero nodded solemnly, his full eyelids filled with darkness deeper than shade.

The usual formation of the Roman legions was that soldiers and horses walked alternately with luggage, that is, a team of soldiers and horses followed by a cart of luggage, and the luggage followed by another team of soldiers and horses.

Since the ambushes are mostly aimed at the baggage, the purpose is to damage food, grass and ordnance.The dispersed formation of the Roman army provided opportunities for the Lai people.

In order to fight against the ambush, Nero made adjustments to the team:

The baggage cart was sandwiched between soldiers and horses on both sides, and finally a new regiment followed closely behind.

Nero finally chose a place where the trees and thorns were sparse and he camped.

In order to be on guard at all times, he ordered the soldiers of each team to take turns to rest and watch the night; if there was any movement, he would be informed immediately.

At night, the Lai people really came quietly.

They are like a brood of moths that dare not be exposed to the sun, but only dare to move in the shade.

The vigilant Romans immediately counterattacked.Arrow space shuttles like a weaving cloth in an instant.

Rhodes picked up a small lightweight shield and tied the arrow basket tightly to his back.He adjusted the bowstring, and the hard leather gloves diffused a mirror-like silver light in the faint moonlight.

"Let me go with you." Nero approached behind him with a long sword.

Rhodes turned around.Nero is fully armed, his chest is protected by an iron carapace, and the streamlined gird wraps around his slender neck.Nero's legs were slender and slender only for teenagers, and they were covered by tight chain mail at this time.His youth, his natural self-importance, were all rubbed into Rhodes' deep black eyes.

Rhodes smiled arrogantly: "Then you'd better keep up with me!"

After speaking, he jumped up the tree like a ghost.

Rhodes' thick black figure flickered among the trees, shooting a group of Lai people to death.He was extremely fast, dodging back and forth among the dense flying arrows.His black hair fluttered with the jumping movements, like a stroke of swimming black ink.

A sturdy Lai jumped at his side like a jumping spider.

A close combat is inevitable.

Rhodes jumped to a higher branch, leaned over and shot an arrow through the shoulder of the Lai tribe.Roaring, the Lai tribe pulled out an arrow and swung a knife to cut off the branch he was stepping on.Rhodes grasped the branch when he fell, his body circled in the air like a wheel, and jumped back to the tree.

The sound of fighting from all around was like drums, and the flaming stones shuttled through the forest like stars.

This time the Lai people took the lead.

Excited saliva spattered from his mouth, and he raised his knife and slashed at it.At this moment, the thick blade was reflected in Rhodes' eyes.He resisted with a small shield, and the friction between iron and iron forged a lightning-like flame.They flew and fought on the branches, and the leaves were rustling when they were stepped on.

Rhodes was stabbed repeatedly, and the wound that had just healed was tearing.He had to end the battle as soon as possible, hooked the high branches with a small shield, and pulled himself up by using his strength, and kicked the Lai people from the tree with his legs as straight as iron fronts.

The Lai people rolled on the ground like woodworms shrunk into balls.He squatted on the ground, picked up the crossbow pinned to his waist, and the moment Rhodes fell back to the branch, the arrow shot straight at his ankle.

Rhodes snorted, his legs and feet suddenly lost strength, and fell from the tree like black threads.

The Lai people took advantage of the victory and pursued him, aiming at his neck with a crossbow.

At this time, Nero fell from the sky, and the cold long sword plunged from the top of the Lai tribe's head and pierced straight into his spine.

The eyes of the Lai tribe were wide open, their eyeballs dangling from side to side, with an expression of disbelief.

Nero's face was as dark as a ghost, and the sword was drawn from his chest, cutting him open alive.The internal organs were arched bloody like a group of lively snakes.

Rhodes pulled out the arrow on the ankle, tore off a cloth belt and tightened the blood vessel to stop the bleeding.

One of his leather gloves flew out during the fight, and his icy white palm moved lightly in the dark night.

He raised his face, the fierce battle made his breath slightly disturbed, and there was still a bit of unfinished killing intent in his gorgeous black eyes.

"Just in time!" He smiled easily.

Nero's face was splattered with plasma, as terrifying as eating human flesh.The long sword soaked in blood was leaning against his leg, and the blood dripping from the tip of the sword flowed into the back of his foot.

He said regretfully: "It's still a bit late..."

A Lai tribe suddenly flashed out and attacked Nero who was distracted from behind.

The cold machete hit his shoulder blade, and a dark red blood burst out from the damaged chain mail.

Rhodes took out an arrow, quickly put on the bow and pulled the string, and shot through the neck of the Lai tribe.The arrow feathers swept over Nero's earlobe, feeling like a fire.

Blood was gurgling from the mouth of the Lai people, and a blood hole protruded from the neck.He touched his neck subconsciously, stared at his blood-red palm and fell to the ground dead.

"This is not a place where you are allowed to be dazed!" Rhodes said, frowning.His handsome eyebrows are extremely clear in the darkness.

Nero walked towards him silently.The knife wound on his shoulder blade was not shallow, bleeding out.

He saw the brand-new knife wound on Rhode's body, and there was a viscous viciousness flowing in the brown eyes of withered leaves, stepping on a string of slender bloody footprints.

There are flints falling around, smashing the flying mud.The sound of soldiers fighting can be heard endlessly.

"The Lai tribe came up from the mountain stream." Nero said close to him, his voice was weak amid the clashing sounds of fighting.

He looked around vigilantly, "We have the advantage on the hillside and have controlled the situation..."

Rhodes stood up regardless of his foot injury.His eyes were bright, and there was a hint of arrogance that despised everything.His so-called bright eyebrows and eyes are not so much releasing danger, as it is because of danger that brings beauty to the limit.

He said with full of fighting spirit: "Then let me kill a few more people before they retreat!"

Nero looked complicated.He didn't say anything, just picked up the leather gloves that fell aside, and quietly put them back on for Rhodes...

Facing the Roman legion that was defending against the city wall, the relatively small number of Lai people dared not rush to ambush.

They intended to attack but suffered heavy casualties, and soon withdrew their troops and returned to the opposite hillside.

Nero used his troops very cautiously.He didn't know the situation on the other side of the river, so he didn't cross the river to pursue.

The confrontation between the two sides reached a stalemate for a while.

The doctor mixed mandrake, hyacinth and poppy into an anesthetic, and performed a simple operation on Rhodes' ankle.

The crossbow's arrows were small and light, so Rhode's foot injury didn't hurt the bones; while Nero's shoulder injury was only an inch away from the spine that holds the lifeblood, so the injury was more serious.

Nero was lying on the bed, his curly silver hair was stained with blood, and the blood-stained bandage was wrapped around his injured shoulder blade.

Dried blood remained on his face, his fine forehead hair was stuck to his eyelids with blood, and he had a ghostly, ghostly aura.

Rhodes had just bandaged his ankle, and with his arms propped by his side, he sat leisurely beside Nero's bed.

Now both of them hang the lottery.

"Leike will join me tomorrow." Nero said.

Rhodes swayed his legs slowly, his posture was very casual, "The legion is consuming food and grass all the time. It is a good thing for us to end this unfavorable forest battle as soon as possible."

Nero squinted, peeking at him from between two bushy lashes.

He pondered for a while, then slyly crawled over, the shoulder injury that had been hidden under the blanket was completely exposed.

Shocked by the sudden movement, Rhode instinctively retracted his hands.

When he caught a glimpse of Nero's pure eyes embedded in blood, his hand froze for a moment, and finally pressed it on the fluffy head.

Nero said as if nothing had happened: "The doctor told me that I almost became disabled..."

Rhodes suddenly thought of Nero's distorted figure in his previous life.He was lost in thought, his black eyes flashed a slight glint, and his blade-like palms slowly moved down, caressing Nero's straight neck and spine unconsciously.

Wherever his hand touched it caused a scorching heat.Nero's growing body was visibly tense, and viscous, agitated desire rolled in those transparent honey-colored eyes.

"Recover well." Rhode withdrew his hand, "I don't want to see you hunched over..."

After saying that, he stood up and took a step with his resolute feet, blood oozed out of the tight bandages.

Nero's hands were bound around his wrists like tentacles, and his eyes were covered by fine silver hair.His bare shoulders were bulged, and he still had the thinness of a teenager.

He is a loveless person who grew up in an unfortunate family, and he can never get enough of love and warmth.

"Don't go... Rhodes." His voice was hoarse, "The doctor said... I need to be taken care of all the time..."

Rhode stared at his slightly trembling silver hair, and silently withdrew his hand.

Nero became restless, his trembling eyelids were a little dazed, "Rod..." His tone was panicked and severe.

"I'm going to get the quilt." Rhodes said with his back turned to him, "I'll be back in a while."

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All tactics and strategies are fully used in "Gallic Wars"