Added text to the last post. Will be using the space here for my next installment. I'm thinking about taking video from now on for the battles... but I just hope I won't be laughed at by other people since I suck...
The eeries silence that Bodshmun was starting to was broken by the sound of a horn and the shouts of the scouts. Their camp was being approached by the other army that just landed on boat, a sign of Carthage's desperate state of affairs. They were finally forced to pulling back the reinforcements that were initially meant to reinforce Sicily or Sardina, back to the mainland to reinforce Carthage herself.
But it was too late. The Numidians had declared war on an unprepared Carthage and hit her right in the very heart.
Bodeshmun sighed as his officers did the final preparations. The enemy were now in sight and the men weren't in proper order yet, most of them being levied from nomadic tribes and small villages.
Fortunately today he did not see the grand army of Carthage, hailed as being on par with the Romans in terms of organization and discipline. In front of him he saw an officer leading a group of slingers, composed of boys, farmers, and anyone who can sling a rock like some mischievious child.
"Ezena! Sweep away those slingers before they can begin firing! Avoid fighting with the calvary, the men here will take care of them"
Ezena nodded, and with an cry, the air was filled with dust and the sound of hooves breaking the dry ground.
The slingers stopped their advancement and began to retreat. Not even standing in lines or orders, it was like massacring an angry mob. Most of them didn't even have equipment, wearing nothing more than plain clothing. But Ezena and his men showed no mercy. They drove through the crowd, throwing Javelines into the soft backs of the slingers, and dismembering them with their short swords.
The hungry African grass greedily outward reached for the moisture of human blood, completing the cycle of life feeding on life.
Ezena stopped for a momment and caught a look at the Carthaginian calvary advancing towards them, desperately trying to fix their mistake of sending the slingers on the front. He shouted amongst all the screams and noise to pull back from the slaughter.
He could only hope they heard him.
