Chapter 283 - 177 Retreat and Withdrawal
In reality, they didn’t understand each other’s language at all, but it didn’t stop them from understanding each other’s intentions.
"Casaridaoa, not bad, you’re a veteran now." A comrade nearby teased.
Casaridaoa ignored him, quickly returned to his defensive position, sheathed the short sword at his waist, picked up a stone, aimed at his target, and hurled it down forcefully.
Scodisiqi New Soldiers continuously thrust their long spears, taking down two Pannonia Heavy Warriors. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Everyone watch out, a tough one is coming up!"
It was the voice of the centurion! ... Casaridaoa quickly peeked down.
He saw an extremely burly enemy wearing thick armor, crawling up the wooden ladder. Without a shield, only wielding a large sword, stones striking him had no effect as he focused only on quickly climbing the ladder, nearly reaching the top in an instant.
The centurion shouted, "Enclose him!" Then, along with his nearby comrade, stepped aside simultaneously.
The walkway on the wooden wall was narrow and crowded with people. An opening appeared, and the enemy climbing up instinctively jumped into it.
As soon as he landed, several square shields closed in from all directions, blocking his swing with the large sword, momentarily pinning him in place.
Before he could exert his strength to push them away, Casaridaoa sprang from his side rear, the short sword in his hand flashed like lightning, piercing the back of his neck.