Having thoroughly routed the Roman armies before, Farseer's host confidently marched down the bellowing passes of Akrites, seeking to attack the town of Apollinia. The Romans looked on frightened at Farseer's host, and rapidly assembled an army with which to protect the fair city of Apollina. It would not be long before the two armies met in the field of battle.
On one side was Farseer's glorious army, proudly assembling into the line of battle.
Opposing them were the Roman hosts, rushing forward to engage the valiant Greek hoplites in close combat.
The Romans rushed at the Greeks, their swords flashing in the sun, as they tried to pass the barrier of spears, to hack at the men within.
But the Greek warriors fought bravely, repulsing the Roman assault all along their lines.
It is said that a Roman would rather fall on his sword than suffer defeat or disgrace. This is not true. Instead, they would rather charge head-on upon the enemy, to save the battle or die trying.
This Roman general was no exception.
With the Romans disoriented by the death of their leader, Farseer of the long-strides gave a signal. Behind the Roman host sprang the steady horsemen of Corinth, as they rushed, unseen as a whisper, to the rear of the Roman army.
The charge of the Corinthian horsemen was like a hammer to an anvil. The Romans split and ran, like the cowards they were.
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But even the most fleet of foot Roman could not outrun a horse, as they were killed, one by one.