The majority of the main heavy cavalry forces were under Prince Torismund’s command, while about eight hundred Western Goth heavy cavalry, along with over a thousand Western Goth assault cavalry, unknowingly followed in Duncan’s footsteps, like a torrent sweeping across the battlefield, killing more and more as they advanced.
Behind the surging cavalry wave, thousands of Western Goth spearn were panting heavily in pursuit, slaughtering the defeated enemies.
——The wave surges!
Duncan’s appearance was almost like a decisive blow, completely shattering the left wing of the Hunnic army. He led the charging cavalry forces to break through three defensive lines, making a roundtrip in the midst of countless troops, directly crushing over ten thousand of the enemy’s left-wing forces.
A massive rout began to unfold!
Although the Hunnic army remained united under Attila, the God’s Whip, their vassal army, the East Goths, and the allied vassal kingdoms were all pierced through by Duncan!
At this mont, the imperial Eagle Banner legions had already defeated the Gepids, and the forces on both flanks began to encircle the main body of the Hunnic forces, which had advanced too deeply.
On the battlefield.
Two flags were fluttering in the wind!
Western Goth Prince Torismund gathered the main forces and charged from the right into the Hunnic army. The vast heavy cavalry, like a landslide and tsunami, directly collided with the Hunnic cavalry formation. For a ti, n and horses flipped, and all around were deafening sounds of fighting and neighing war horses.
The Hunnic mounted archers were so shocked that they scattered and fled. They had no armor, and now the formation was chaotic—mounted archery couldn’t be deployed, and they were entirely unable to withstand the charge of the heavy cavalry.
On the other side.
The imperial armored cavalry, led by Duncan, was already close to Attila’s banner, the God’s Whip. He took a deep look in the direction of the God’s Whip, at the densely star-marked elites, then turned his horse to lead the cavalry against the Hunnic mounted archers on the left.
——The Hunnic mounted archer corps (morale shaken) (panic-stricken) (flanked on both sides) (ally disarray) (ghost god descent)!
At this mont, Duncan was already covered in blood, with several arrows sticking out of him, even his warhorse was soaked in blood, and there were even fingers cut off by the Sword of Oath and Victory left on the saddle, then caught in the gaps of the scale armor horse armor.
Behind him, the elite imperial cavalry seed like hellish demons erging, with a vast Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea behind them.
"Charge!"
"Crush them!!!"
Duncan gave up the opportunity to assault the main forces of the God’s Whip personal guard. At this mont, he was almost like a Celestial Whip, leading the cavalry forces behind him. The heavy cavalry charged head-on while the assault cavalry encircled from both sides, as if driving a flock of sheep, pushing over ten thousand Hunnic nomads to the frontline of the imperial legion’s shield and spear formation.
"Javelins!"
"Prepare to throw javelins!"
Aetius was thrilled at this mont, his voice hoarse, watching the Hunnic mounted archers crashing into them in panic. He yelled to the point of losing his voice, forcing the deputy general to shout, "Hold the line!"
"Hold that shield wall!"
"Set spears!"
"Spearn form the frontline! All set your long spears up!"
A sky full of javelins was thrown.
The imperial field army almost exhausted the last of their javelins in this throw.
The incoming Hunnic mounted archers were instantly devastated, with over a thousand riders falling from their horses in an instant. Then the fleeing mounted archers crashed into the cavalry ahead, nearly ten thousand Hunnic cavalry were chased by Duncan and squeezed into a mass with no room to maneuver.
Spears like a forest!
The Hunnic mounted archers crashing into the spear formation suffered heavy casualties. Before they could recover from the chaos, the imperial legions began to slaughter the masses of enemy troops on horseback.
At this mont, the morale of the nomads finally collapsed.
It started with the rout of a few hundred, then thousands, and finally, nearly ten thousand nomadic cavalry began a large-scale retreat.
In an instant, the entire battlefield was in chaos.
The large-scale retreat of the Hunnic cavalry not only disrupted their own forces but also threw the cavalry units behind Duncan into disarray.
The Hunnic nomads fled desperately!
The chaos they caused brought Duncan’s command to a halt. Only the most elite imperial armored cavalry still followed, while other units either pulled back distances, pursued fleeing soldiers, or got entangled in lee, with tens of thousands of horses galloping, and all orders were in disarray.
Not only Duncan, but even Aetius and Attila, the God’s Whip, all lost their ability to command their large forces.
Chaos ensued, and everyone’s command system fell behind.
In the era of cold weapons, roaring, trumpeting, and command flags were useless. Dust rose from all sides, drowning out the sounds of horse hooves and shouts and screams.
Everyone had only their personal troops following closely, everything else broke into small groups, requiring reassembly of forces. Cavalry clashed with each other, and so lost their way in pursuit, with many of those originally with Duncan, for the most part, unaware of where they ended up.
Moving forward a few hundred ters, they might even encounter their own troops.
The Hunnic nomads’ mass rout clashed with intercepting cavalry, further expanding the lee, even causing the empire’s legion, who wanted to pursue the Hunnic cavalry, to fall into formation chaos.
For a while, the entire battlefield was marked by exhaustion and fatigue marked units.
As night gradually descended.
After Duncan led the army to rout the Hunnic vassal army, then forced the mounted archers onto the imperial legion’s spear formation, the surrounded Hunnic forces gradually revealed a sign of defeat in the midst of the chaos.
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