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Chapter 266: Myra Bleeds (1)
"For the Empire! For Augustus! For the glory of the First Legion!!!"
Seeing the approaching orc cavalry, the imperial generals commanding the first, ninth, and tenth battalions, raised their weapons aloft, and countless dazzling gilt beams wrapped around their golden scales. , And on the red cloak, the adamantine hard-headed hammer blessed by the universal patriarch, burning with golden sacred anger!
Accompanied by the solemn prayers of the generals, three magnificent golden beams of light tore apart the blue dome and white clouds, falling from the sky, bringing the power of the God of Punishment to his most pious believers. The three people bathed in the holy light almost instantly turned into three war giants more than ten feet tall! It seems to be the incarnation of three gods walking in the mortal world.
Divine grace, divine power, and righteousness are like a rainbow.
After them, the centurion, and more ten captains, also raised the hard-headed warhammer in their hands high, praying to the God of Punishment for strength. The uniform singing voice even overshadows the fierce battle hymns played by military musicians and flag officers.
The orc boy was panting and wiped off the human blood splashing on his eyelids. He frowned and looked at the Legionnaires not far away—the cannon fodder behind him used his life to give the Roman Legion a precious time. At a surprisingly fast speed, the formation became uniform. A tower shield with an iron-plated surface was connected to a piece of metal wall, and a sharp spear formed a sharp forest.
The priests of the God of Punishment even have time to pray for the protection of God...In the distance, rounds of burning golden flames quickly spread among the battlefields of the three battalions, like shining stars, Light up the entire dark night!
"WAAAGH!!!"
The assault boys who tore and penetrate the cannon fodder front screamed from the sky! The dismounted orc jumped on Skug's back again, and the green skin, led by ten rides and hundreds of rides, under the cover of the rain of arrows, changed into sharp cone arrays and thick thighs. Hardly clamped the beast under the crotch, the sturdy spear, pointed directly at the Roman soldier in front of you!
Behind them, thousands of sphinxes, greenskins, and demons also bent their bows and set up arrows, and they also poured out waves of death from the apocalypse to the front of the Romans! The Legionnaires raised their shields aloft to form a tortoiseshell formation to counter the other party's rain.
The sharp arrow clusters hit the huge tower shield like raindrops, and their arms were sore. The terrifying arrow rain of the Persian army was like mercury puddles and pervasive. The defense appeared a little loose, and there would be dozens of them. A sharp arrow whizzed into the gap of the formation, biting the flesh and blood of the soldier.
"For the Empire!!!"
In the impassioned battle song, at the fastest speed, the crossbowmen, who formed a neat line, squeezed the trigger in their hands, and countless heavy metal crossbows whizzed past the soldiers in the front row. On the top of the head, he was heavily nailed into the body of the blood axe cavalry, and on their dark green body, blossoming blood-colored flowers burst out!
These heavy-armored shooters hiding behind the infantry, posed in the shape of a "V", venting their anger at the enemy. Two rows of heavy crossbow arrows crossed together in front of the orcs. For a time, Green Leather felt that two waves of metal made up of thousands of crossbow arrows were attacking him from both sides at the same time! It's impossible to guard against! Not to mention the elf archers on the ship, who are still shooting waves of death arrows tirelessly!
Countless blood axe boys fell like weeds in the cross-fire and pouring arrows of the horror crossbow sea, and countless orcs who were shot into hedgehogs. He fell off Skug's back, and was trampled into a pool of bloody meat sauce by the friendly army behind him.
"Magic Archer! Stop them! All infantry, countercharge! For the Empire!!!"
Seeing the thin battle line with only three rows of soldiers just after the assembly, countless archers immediately put down their bows and arrows, chanted mysterious spells, and desperately threw burning white candles into the distance. The melted wax liquid outlines a rune-filled formation between the two huge armies. Countless platinum hounds shining with sacred light rushed out of the ground covered with white candles and faced each other. The mighty green-skinned cavalry launched a countercharge!
The blood axe cavalry frowned, slightly turned the spear head down, and each slender lance, with the charge bonus, directly pierced into the barking blood basin of these celestial hounds, penetrated and shredded. The whole body of the opponent's body, the gunshots stained with blood and visceral debris, poked their heads from the buttocks of these celestial creatures, and regarded their gradually cold corpses as platinum that was hung on the gun barrel side by side, stained with blood. Battle flag.
Some hounds barely avoided the unstoppable lance charge, but Skug's combat effectiveness was far superior to that of ordinary horses. They opened their mouths the same size as their bodies, and almost swallowed their opponents. Head!
Accompanied by the creepy "crack" sound, the two rows of teeth, which are as sharp as razors, are joined together fiercely.
However, these platinum hounds, summoned to the physical universe, to a certain extent, hindered the charge of the blood axe orcs. The soldiers formed three rows of legionaries, bathed in the impassioned war song, and bathed in the Persian line. Under the arrow rain, he rushed forward frantically, making enough space for the soldiers on the ship to land, and colliding with the blood axe cavalry who had been delayed in their charge!
"boom!!!"
Countless sharp lances stabbed fiercely on the iron-plated tower shield, and the sound of metal rubbing, bone breaking, wooden pole tearing, mixed with the screams of the soldiers, resounded through the sky!
Almost instantly, countless Skugs running at full speed also used the thick bone layer protruding from their foreheads to hit the Roman tower shields heavily. Through the shields, the terrifying impact was all released to the left of the soldiers' shields. Above the arm!
Countless people's arms were directly hit and changed their shape. The broken, broken and twisted stubble, accompanied by the gushing red blood, pierced their flesh and blood, and was exposed to the air!
The Roman infantry in the first row was almost annihilated at the moment of the charge. However, the momentum of the blood axe orcs' charge was completely stopped. The infantry in the second row blocked Sgug's biting offensive with a shield and waved with his right hand. The long sword burning with golden flames fiercely pierced the eyes of these red monsters!
After these chubby beasts rolled on the ground with severe pain, they lifted the orc cavalry on their backs, and the nearby soldiers swarmed up, wielding the Roman long swords, which greatly increased their slashing ability, and swarmed them. The cold arcs of crippling people were set up, and they were dismantled.
"For the Empire! Charge!!!"
Three Roman generals, who are like three sacred giants under the blessing of divine art, also joined the battlefield. The green-skinned kid riding on Sgug's back can only see the other side's waist that exudes golden light, and they fall heavily. A tower shield the size of a city gate smashed a few green skins into a flat meat sauce. Then, like a bulldozer, it pushed the left-hand tower shield, and every time it hits several green skin boys, they clean up for the soldiers under his command. Out of a safe area.
And the hard-headed hammer burning with divine anger in the right hand? Every time it falls, it is like a meteorite burning with golden flames, whistling and falling from the sky! Along with the constantly trembling earth, huge pits were smashed on the battlefield. Red blood gurgled out of countless fragments and pieces of meat, filled with pits that were still burning with golden flames.
After losing the charge advantage, even the blood axe cavalry, with the blood basin of Sguge assisted in combat, in this age without stirrups and unguaranteed balance, with the neat and efficient cooperation of the Roman heavy infantry, Fall into a disadvantage.
Seeing the two armies fighting together, the archers and archers on both sides still did not put down their weapons. It is not mediocre people who have joined this war. They can shoot a deadly cluster of arrows every three seconds, accurately avoiding the backs of friendly forces, and shooting on the enemy's armor, shields, or flesh and blood. They continue to offer fresh living sacrifices for this war.
"WAAAGH!!!"
Accompanied by the deafening sound of war roar, without the charge bonus, the blood axe WARBOSS, who immediately fell into a disadvantage in close combat, issued a blood-coagulated fear roar. This dark green meat mountain, more than five meters high, personally Led three hundred gangsters with an average height of more than three meters, all dressed in oriental scales, appeared on the battlefield with a bright scarlet battle flag. They rode a bigger and stronger war history. Guge, keenly aimed at the weakness of the legion.
On the westernmost side of the battle line, the 9th Battalion of the First Army, the landing site they chose was too bad, the assembly speed was greatly delayed, and the high tide water quickly flooded the temporary anchorage place-the newly landed soldiers , Had to drag the heavy armor, stepped on the soft, damp silt in the sea water that hadn't reached the knees or even the waist, and continued to line up the formation!
A scarlet battle flag, accompanied by the big guy's extremely conspicuous charge, moved. One by one outside the chain armor shirts, draped in wolf skins, and holding the Centurion team flag or the eagle emblem, the flag officers and eagle flag bearers gathered together while singing the empire's war hymn. They were surrounded by a bard dressed in bearskin and charged with a group of big guys. Only the banner officer of the camp, the strongest bard in each battalion, was qualified to wear the leather of the brown bear. .
Each centurion team is equipped with two military musicians, the flag officer and the eagle emblem hand, a total of four bards, a battalion has six centuries, plus the riders in charge of the ninth battalion, a total of twenty-five The famous bard, facing the big group of big brothers sweeping the world like a landslide and tsunami, unleashing arcane anger.
The large Skugs suddenly felt stiff, their sprinting legs suddenly lost their strength, and fell to the ground. They wanted to make a painful scream, but found that they couldn't even move their mouth and tongue! As for the rider on the back? The drag racing party, which seemed to brake hard, was thrown out of Skugger's saddle and fell heavily to the ground. The soldiers of the 9th Battalion immediately moved forward with their shields, raised their heavy spine swords, and drew them out in the air. A bloody arc!
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Chapter 267: Myra Bleeds (2)
"WAAAGH!!!"
Accompanied by the sky-shaking battle cry, more than two hundred big men who were not affected by magic trampled on the stiff bodies of their compatriots and roared to the front of the ninth battalion! Under the full charge of these giants, the Roman soldiers, as if they were light and fragile objects, were directly knocked into the sky above the sky. The ribs and internal organs were broken in a mess, blood was vomiting, and they passed in mid-air. Scarlet and stern blood-colored arcs.
The big guy who rushed into the enemy's formation first raised the lance in his hand: every gun barrel that was as thick as a human wrist was hung with one or two Roman soldiers! The dripping blood, like raindrops, poured on the top of the green skin, making their roar even more crazy!
Relying on their height advantage, the orcs used these long spears with heavy armored corpses as flesh and blood warhammers, and slammed them heavily on the enemy's head or shoulders! Accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing, the sound of broken bones, and the screams of soldiers, it caused even greater chaos! The Legionnaires on both sides didn't know whether to face the second wave of Greenskin's charge head-on, or turn around to slay these greenskin monsters who had fallen into their own camp.
Watching the first group of big guys rushing into the enemy's formation disrupted the enemy's formation to a certain extent, the second wave of big guys, also under the cover of arrow rain, roared into the front line of the ninth battalion. , Almost no soldier can stop their full charge. In just a few minutes, two centuries' team flags fell in a pool of blood.
"For the Empire!!!"
The archers standing on the deck burst into a frantic battle cry. They hit the firepower. Thousands of arrows, the dense firepower composed of all the firepower, poured out on the big guys, and the magic archers gave up their attacks. , Consuming all the spells in today's memory-I saw that there were a few hundred legionaries left in the ninth battalion, together with their weapons and armors, instantly swelling more than twice! The quality has increased by eight times, the pressure of the boat is creaking, and the waterline has plummeted!
After they jumped off the boat, they were on the beach with dust covering the sky.
"For the Empire!!!"
Surrounded by Legionnaires, surrounded by gilt beams, under the blessing of righteousness like a rainbow, the imperial generals more than ten feet tall, carrying more than 80 heavy armors with a height of ten feet under the blessing of arcane arts. The giant, shouting the battle roar of the legion, charged forward, the helmets of ordinary soldiers had not even reached their waists.
"WAAAGH!!!"
With the cooperation of the orc boy, the muscles bulged like a hill. The five-meter-high, dark green meat mountain draped in heavy armor, with more than two hundred big green-skinned men who are more than three meters high, also stared at it. The heavy armored giants that attacked, they threw up to the sky with excitement and smashed through their superiority in size. They crossed the front of the Legionnaires and faced this huge elite force head-on!
The hamaxes faced each other, the swords were added together, and the two huge elite troops slammed together and fought together. Under the blessing of the triple magic, the Roman general quickly gained the upper hand in the battle with the chief of the blood axe.
The huge tower shield entwined with gilt beams can block the opponent's heavy axe from killing, and the hard-headed hammer, which burns with sacred anger and is made of pure gold, can hit the opponent's scale with every bombardment. On the armour, a huge depression was smashed.
"Concentrated fire!"
However, the clusters of giants also attracted the attention of the Persians. They turned their bows and set fire to the huge Roman soldiers. Numerous clusters of sharp arrows shot out brilliant sparks on the steel chain armor. , Occasionally there are a few sharp blades, through the gaps in the chain mail, only insignificant scars can be drilled from the huge skin and flesh wounds.
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"Is that guy Tempinius an idiot? I must report to Augustus when I go back, and remove him from his position!"
As the deputy commander of the empire, Julian's teeth tickled. In order to save the civilians, the First Army chose a terrible landing site. That shoal can only accommodate at most two thousand soldiers! If they can't push back the green-skinned cavalry and make more space for the follow-up landing troops, the remaining seven battalions of heavy armored soldiers can only stand on the ship and stare at the bloody colleagues under the ship!
The lord of the Second Legion quickly weighed the gains and losses. For the sake of a few hundred civilians, the loss of the valuable Legion's combat power is certainly not worth it, but if it is to save a full army...
"Send a letter to the Seventh Claudia Legion! Let them land from the right side of the First Italian Legion, and my Second Legion land from the left. Hurry up and rescue the people from Vindonius, for the empire!"
"Your will!"
"Do you need help? My druids can turn into birds, and revert back to centuries behind the enemy's line."
Painhurs frowned, and the army of these blood axe orcs was more trained than any green skin he had ever seen-where was the scattered orcs, it was clearly a hobgoblin with a green skin.
It's money and magic. After receiving so many benefits from the other party, if he doesn't do any work, the warchief's conscience will be a little difficult.
"It's useless, unless you can kill the opponent's commander, otherwise the attack behind the enemy line can only cause some riots. This army is almost composed of blood axe orcs. Their WARBOSS should be the dark green meat mountain that is fighting on the front line. "
Julian frowned. At his command, the remaining fleet crashed on the beach at full speed. Giant soldiers, heavily armed, jumped off the deck one after another, with the scarlet flag painted with golden bulls on each side. Under the blowing of the sea breeze, the hunting sounded!
LEG·II·HERCULEA
This legion named Hercules, the quality of infantry tops the entire empire! All of them are equipped with heavy chain armor and eastern scale armor. The weapons in his hands are all exquisite long swords and tower shields.
The most horrible thing is that the commanders of the Second Legion have maintained a very ambiguous relationship with the White Tower. A total of 6,000 legions have made heavy strides. During their service, they have all been fixed by the wizards of human beings. Time was dumbfounded, and the hordes of big shrimps, like a tide, emerged from the giant ships!
"Woo-"
Accompanied by the eerie sound of the horn, Teflin also joined the battle under the command of the commander. Three hundred black war horses with abominable appearance and draped in eastern scales, accompanied by the neigh of purgatory, and the trembling earth, attacked from afar!
Julian frowned. The defense zone of his army was the Danube. He knew very little about these abominable creatures—but even so, he recognized these notorious Persian troops—the Dark Guards. This is a direct team. A terrifying cavalry loyal to the Persian royal family.
"For the glory of the King of Kings!!!"
A total of three hundred dark guards roared to the sky, each wearing heavy armor and holding long spears, and puffs of dark smoke penetrated from the gaps in the scales, from the fur of the purgatory horse, and from the sharp corners of their eyes. From a distance, it looks like a group of evil spirits who have just crawled out of purgatory!
"For the Empire!!!"
The Hercules heavy infantry, more than three meters tall, raised the tower shield and sharp blade in their hands high, preparing to resist the opponent's charge.
Suddenly, the dark guard chanted the creepy language of purgatory, and saw that countless dark shadows stretched forward frantically from the shadow under the horseshoe, connecting with the shadows of the crossbowmen in the back row. The inky black shield cast by the shadows also oozes from the black shadows on the ground, burning on the limbs of the black guards and the horses of purgatory!
"Damn it! It's fanatical!!!"
Julian's silver teeth clenched. Persia's iron cavalry is the world's best. A large part of the reason is because of this terrible magic—this thing can choose a target. Except for the caster's chosen target, everyone's attacks will be affected by that group of shadows. At the same time, that group of blasphemous shadows will smash away all the units blocking the way between the black guard and the target!
In short, as long as these black guards set their fanatical target as the crossbowmen in the back row, then the heavy-armored infantry in the front row, no matter how hard they work, can't stop the opponent's charge!
The three hundred black guards lined up in a straight line burning with shadow flames, stepping on a uniform charge, and directly hit the steel front of Hercules' heavy infantry! These three-meter-high giants will be blocked by the Shadow Shield every time they swing their swords, and every time they try to block the opponent's charge, they will be directly knocked away by the Shadow Shield!
The dark guards screamed the name of the King of Kings, tearing and pretending to destroy every layer of defense of the heavy infantry, and the horses of purgatory, under the block of the Hercules legion, seemed like no one. territory! It wasn't until they slammed into the back row of crossbowmen and directly killed the crossbowmen who had been set as a fanatical target with the cavalry lances that were also entwined with the shadows, and the dark shadows slowly dispersed.
The half-men and half-devils looked back—three hundred black guards, a frenzied charge, had torn, tore, and shattered the second legion's line of defense. The remaining two thousand seven hundred horses and armored Teflin cavalry, mounted When the opponent's formation was disorganized, he raised a heavy-duty lance more than four meters long. Accompanied by the trembling earth and the sky of smoke, it was like a stormy sea that swept the world and directly took the second legion that had just landed. The three camps were completely submerged.
The black guards looked with satisfaction at the fragmented Roman front behind them. The remaining soldiers were divided and torn apart by Teflin cavalry, lost their formation and command, these well-equipped giants were directly beaten into a disc of scattered sand, and they came and went. The windy mounted cavalry outflanked and eliminated them one by one.
The Dark Guardians continued to charge forward under the rain of arrows-now, the soldiers in front of them were not even lined up. The terrifying lance pierced through the soldiers of the legion one after another, and the horse of Purgatory ran into the people of the empire after another!
After the second wave of charge, the Dark Guardian carried a dripping rain of arrows, trampled on the terrifying corpse mountain, and even smashed under Julian's flagship for a while! They took out a sharp arrow of the demon descendant from the quiver, and symbolically inserted it on the side of the ship, showing off their victory.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
The lord of the second legion almost broke his own teeth, and the opposing commander was extremely good! They firmly grasp the powerful terrain and take this advantage to the extreme! Under this circumstance, no matter how talented the legionaries are, they don't have enough time and space to fight these brave cavalry who are the best in the world!
Chapter 268: Myra Bleeds (3)
Three thousand mounted cavalrymen, like a storm of destruction engulfed in a bloody storm, destroyed the landing troops of the Second Legion with lightning speed. The soldiers who continued to land were like lamps filled with oil slowly and were unstoppable. The Persian cavalry, torn and rotten, was destroyed into a bloody corpse.
On the other side, the Seventh Claudia Legion, with its flesh and blood, barely blocked the sphinx's terrifying charge, and even took the upper hand for a time, advancing hundreds of feet and laying down more landing areas.
Those sphinx monsters weighing more than 300 kilograms have the same impact power as the green-skinned orcs, half-human and half-devil. These heavy cavalry, which generally start with a mass of 800 kilograms, are not of the same grade at all.
Seeing that two consecutive attacks were blocked, a sphinx wearing oriental scales and a golden cloak on his shoulders brandished a scimitar and cut the ropes that bound the slaves, using spears and arrows to force them to cry and wailing. , Screamed and fled in the direction of the Romans.
The orderly formation of the legionary infantry finally assembled, was instantly shocked by these prisoners, and became chaotic again. The angry centurion almost broke his own teeth-not everyone, it was Quintuchus and Julian, they really couldn't ignore these civilians-sacrificed the people of the empire in order to save the people of the empire ? Whoever loves to do this kind of thing will do it!
"Quick! Retreat to the beach! Someone will pick you up over there!"
The soldiers dispersed their formations, quickly gave way to the victims, and threw a round of heavy javelins at the Sphinx, trying to delay the opponent's offensive and gain more time. After these people passed, Reuniting.
However, it was too slow. Thousands of Sphinxes, accompanied by the sky-shaking battle cry, trampled on the bodies of these captives, and smashed into the chaotic queue of the 7th Legion, making their faces scarlet and brilliant. On the eagle flag, dripping blood.
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"Your Excellency Commander, I have a good way."
As a traverser, Painhurs quickly recalled every hearty bloody battle over the past few thousand years, and finally thought of a solution and told it to the master of the Second Legion.
Yuli listened quietly to Chief Centaur's plan, frowning, and slowly unfolding. Under his order, the legion stopped useless refueling tactics, and the huge fleet quickly connected to the sea. In neat straight lines, countless sailors, servants, and even legionnaires immediately took out huge wooden boards and tower shields. Pieced together and fixed in the gap between the boat supports.
The dark guards held up their shields, withdrew from the arrow rain, slowly retreating, preparing for the next charge, preparing enough distance, but what they didn't expect was that a few huge wooden boards were unloaded from the deck and used them as slopes. On the sidestring and the beach.
The Teflins looked at each other, wondering what abacus the Romans were playing—even if you formed a formation directly on the deck and landed slowly through these slopes, but there was not enough thickness to block the impact of the three thousand outfits.
"AlanNure Painhus!!!"
This is not the roar of the Romans!
The black guard's commander widened his eyes, accompanied by two high-pitched and stern horns, and the sound of countless horses hooves trampling on the wooden planks, like roaring thunder and sky-shaking battle drums, came from afar.
Ten minutes ago, the Roman infantrymen used their exceptional craftsmanship and dozens of double-deck galleys to build a long enough acceleration track for the horses and men on the sea. Painhus personally selected two thousand people to wear their bodies. Chain armor, the most brave and proficient brutal soldier, galloping across the sea!
When these half-man and half-horse monsters, like an unstoppable crimson torrent, completed their charge and acceleration on the deck, when they rushed down the slope and were exposed to the eyes of the black guard, their speed had already reached their limit! The scarlet banner embroidered with weeping blood skulls stretched to the end of the field of vision! Teflin hurriedly urged the purgatory horse under his hips, trying to countercharge, but before the speed was raised, the half-man and half-horse monsters had already arrived in front of him.
"Roar!!!"
The white horse let out a terrifying roar. In the eyes of the black guard, the white horse suddenly turned into a ghastly and evil behemoth — the monster has a huge body that is like a giant and rushes into the sky, a pair of giant dragons. The wings of flesh and blood, with a slight flap, can wind up the howling wind.
The most terrifying thing is his head-like a giant octopus magnified countless times. Suddenly, the evil beast that appeared out of thin air issued a terrifying roar like a landslide! Crazy sound waves, the eight fleshy tentacles that grow on the chin are raised high! A huge mouth full of sharp fangs was revealed! Numerous smelly liquids, engulfed in the gust of wind and sound waves, seemed to be decayed, destroying Taiflin's spirit and will. Instantly disrupted the opponent's uniform charging formation! The white white horse seized the opportunity, and immediately took one of the most elite of his subordinates, and bit into this gap fiercely!
"Puff!"
The warchief raised the spear in his hand, and the scenery on both sides, accompanied by the sky-shaking battle roar, quickly disappeared behind his ears. The roaring gust of wind severely scratched the horse's cheeks and tied one face to the barrel of the gun. The blood-colored banner, blowing the hunting sound!
The sharp tip of the spear accurately went around the neck of the horse, and pierced into the body of a dark guard, exceeding a ton of mass. The horrible kinetic energy generated during the rapid rush was released to the sharp at the moment of this charge. On the tip of his gun, the delicate oriental scales shattered and collapsed in an instant. The flesh and blood body was also pierced by the spear, tearing it apart! One after the other, two splendid blood flowers broke out almost at the same time!
Painhurs pushed hard, and directly picked Teflin from the saddle, and lifted it high above his head. His gradually icy corpse hung on the barrel of the gun, like a second blood-colored banner, dripping blood, like a torrential rain, falling from the sky like a waterfall, soaking the armor and battle robe of the warchief.
The dark guards suffered heavy losses under this unexpected charge. The heavy armored black guards were pierced by their long lances and shot down their saddles. The horses of the desert were hit by the terrifying charges of the horses and men. On the ground, crushed the rider's leg bones.
After falling into close combat, these cavalry who are riding on horseback require no effort and need to spend energy to maintain a balance, and they cannot resist the continuous slashing of the two-handed force of the centaurs! The horses and horses lifted a halberd high, and fell heavily, every time it slashed, it splashed blood in the sky.
Within a few seconds, the dark guards suffered heavy damage, so they had to retreat quickly under the cover of other equipped cavalry. After losing the impact advantage, the centaurs quickly changed from assault cavalry to heavy-armored infantry wielding two-handed weapons. Calling the battle hymn of the grassland, they pushed forward unstoppably, and the Taif forest mounted cavalry, who had lost their impact advantage, retreated steadily under their invincible offensive.
Bolanjar's silver teeth clenched, if it were ordinary heavy-armored infantry, she could order the cavalry to retreat quickly, and after pulling the distance, a wave of recoil completely defeated and tore the opponent's formation.
However, these men and horses are almost as open and hung up, with the stability of infantry and the speed of cavalry at the same time! Your cavalry can't keep a distance at all! They can only be forced to start close combat, which they are least good at.
This is not the most terrifying. After these two thousand men and horses, there is a scarlet Roman eagle. Painhes's countercharge quickly opened up the situation for the Second Army.
LEG·II·COH·I
LEG·II·COH·II
LEG·II·COH·III
The eagle flag with golden palms on one top and silver spears on both sides, accompanied by countless crimson team flags, filed out from the deck. Three battalions of giant soldiers took advantage of this opportunity to quickly land on the beach. Thirty uniform infantry phalanxes were placed on the top, and the Teflins who were watching were extremely desperate-the previous battalion and ten infantry phalanxes were all too hard to die. Now, their strength is three times the previous one. !
This is not over yet. The priests in the legion quickly offered their most devout prayers to the God of Punishment. Some of their bodies were filled with soldiers who had broken their lances, broken arrows, and fell in a pool of blood, bathed in brilliant light. Under the circumstances, the special guy got up again, picked up the long sword and shield beside him, re-formed a neat line up, and screamed to the sky!
"For the Empire!!!"
Chapter 269: Myra Bleeds (4)
A demon-born cavalry can kill a Roman soldier in seconds, a centurion's demon-born cavalry can also defeat a centurion's Roman soldier, but if these disciplined Romans reach tens of thousands of people, this kind of terror The quantity will produce a qualitative change.
The three newly assembled battalions slammed to the left, cooperating with the fellow comrades of the First Italian Legion, with green leather attacking blood axes on both sides, and a scarlet flag on one side, slowly but resolutely advancing forward. Free up more space for the fourth, fifth, sixth, and three battalions of Legionnaires to land and gather!
Teflin tried to help back, but those who were not as fast as them, and were more mobile, bit them hard and fast!
"Persian demons like gold, and noble generals usually use golden robes and helmets to show their rights..."
Relying on his terrifying and terrifying aura like a giant dragon, Painhurs continued to tear and stab the battlefront wearing the demon descendant, looking for the opposing commander amidst the demon descendant's cry, collapse, and wailing. ——Just like he couldn't tell the difference between the green-skinned face, there are some blind-faced warchiefs, looking at the scarlet faces that are almost indistinguishable from each other, and some are crazy-so who is that? The commander of this army?
"Woo-"
Suddenly, a gloomy and terrifying horn sound came from afar again. He had already used divine magic to heal the wounds on his body. The dark guards, burning with shadow flames, took out the first place from the spare horses. The two-shot lance, the mighty and powerfully killed from a distance. The second charge was launched!
The faint shadows burning with the flames of hell, burning from the shadows of the horses, stretched forward frantically on the battlefield covered with blood corpses, connected with the shadows of the horses and horses in the back row, entwined with the sky. The shield of the black mist surrounded the black guards. All those who were blocking the path of shadow were pushed aside by these fanatical shields of divine art, allowing an unimpeded path of shadow!
"For the glory of the King of Kings!!!"
"AlanNure Painhus!!!"
The dark guards screamed in the name of the gods, a knife cast by the shadow, cut their flesh and blood, and the blood splattered wet the tip of Tevlin's gun. They sacrificed and sacrificed. Sacrificing his own flesh and blood, let his weapon burn a dark red death karma!
And the horses, one by one, breathing accelerated, their eyes were congested, and two hearts were beating frantically, making the red blood surging inside their six limbs! Scarlet blood mist oozes out of their skins and rushes into the sky!
Divine sacrifice VS violent gesture.
A spear burning with shadow flames, along with the force of the charge, directly tore the armor and flesh of the horses and horses, and hit a blossoming flower of blood on their bodies! However, it is impossible to kill these large monsters with extremely tenacious vitality and violent bonuses, their own horses, and even the rider itself, but will be slightly shorter with a halberd, accompanied by the roar of primitive beasts, in the next Seconds, was stabbed to the heart.
The role of force is mutual. Cavalry can use the horse to charge, which can make the spears double the lethality, and they will also be counter-charged by the spears, resulting in the same effect.
For a time, the horses collided, the spears intersected, the flames of the shadow, and the red blood mist intertwined, and went straight into the sky! Every minute and every second, there will be the best fighters on both sides. In this bloody battle, they will die on the battlefield.
Just as the war was expanding and escalating step by step, Bolanjar, who had been hiding behind him, suddenly sucked in a cold breath. His heart seemed to be held tightly by a hand of cold ice, and almost stopped. It's beating!
On the sea level in the distance, a white-faced sail appeared again. She didn't think it was her own fleet. In these days, there was no Suez Canal connecting the Red Sea and the Mediterranean. The Sassanian Persian navy was not weak, but there was no Mediterranean out there. Haikou cannot pose any threat to the coastal cities of Rome. It is only the Roman fleet that can drive on this sea area.
Other generals who supervised the war also found the sails in the distance. With the passage of time, they could already see the Latin text on it, and the horror totem depicting the golden skeleton.
LEG·IV·SCYTHICA
"It's the Fourth Legion! Peturabo's Fourth Sisu Legion!!! That lunatic is coming again!!!"
The Sphinx was so frightened that he took a breath of air! Decades ago, the Sculptor who had just walked out of the White Tower, with only a crippled imperial legion, bombarded and tore through the deep defense lines and exploded a deep ditch. The base, all the way to the Armenian Palace, the horrible memory of capturing their king alive, is deeply imprinted in the depths of the minds of every survivor!
"Now, which legions are fighting us?"
Bolanjar forcefully stabilized his mind and asked the general next to him.
"The First Italian Legion, the Second Hercules Legion, and the Seventh Claudia Legion. According to the spy report, the defense areas of these legions are all on the Danube-ah, probably north of Greece."
The general next to the prince's daughter issued a kind reminder.
"Then the local Greek reinforcements came by ship, not by land as we imagined--that is, we won't be encountering a large-scale Roman army to the west, right?"
"Commander-do you want to get closer to the east? Go back! Join the King of Kings! The mission has failed! Now, there are four legions concentrated in Asia Minor. Once they all land, we have no chance of victory! "
"I haven't failed yet!"
Boranjaer's eyes widened angrily, and his crimson skin became more and more red in his anger.
"I haven't failed yet! This is not a retreat! This is called a strategic turn! These iron tortoises can't keep up with our speed! The order! The whole army set off to the east! Leave these guys alone, let's go directly to Bosporu Strait!"
"Your will."
A group of generals bowed their heads helplessly, accompanied by the melodious and majestic sound of the horns, and the messengers riding fast horses passed the will of the queen to every commander of the demon descendant, the orc, and the sphinx.
The Sphinx shrugged, these dexterous big cats quickly jumped back, twisting their waists back, and staying away from these heavy and murderous soldiers.
Although Greenskin's eyes were red, the blood axe orc's discipline has exploded to other clans, and they still obeyed the orders and set out to the east.
The five-meter tall man, regretfully wiped the blood from his lips: In the beginning, he was indeed hung up and beaten by the Roman general who was entwined with the triple magic arts. The green muscles that bulged like a hill were covered with bloody scars.
However, this WARBOSS just resisted the other party's terrorist attack like a violent storm, burning with a golden flame! It's time for the magic to dissipate! Then, he skillfully waved the battle axe in his hand, and did not give the opponent time to continue to perform the magical magic. If he continues to fight, I am afraid that the opponent will become the first senior commander to die in this war.
Seeing the retreat of the mixed army, Painhurs waved his hand to stop the chasing of the horses. If all the 20,000 cavalrymen landed, he would definitely dared to sound the horn of the charge, clamoring for a fierce battle, retreating the opponent in an orderly manner, and defeated by all soldiers, but now he has 2,000 men and horses in his hand. And after the rage is over, they will immediately fall into a state of fatigue-forget it, the longer the Persians persist, the more commissions they will get.
The warchief began to figure out some operations to raise the bandit's self-respect, and the heavy-armored Roman soldiers could not chase the cavalry coming and going, so they had to open the site and quickly let the other soldiers land. The priests chanted devoutly. Sacred prayers began to heal the injured compatriots.
After a while, the fleet from the west also slowly arrived at Myra. Pain Hess squinted his eyes and saw three huge legion totems, hideous and terrifying skull skulls, brilliant thunder and lightning, half sheep and half fish Capricorn monsters, and the corresponding Latin characters.
LEG·IV·SCYTHICA
LEG·XII·FULMINATA
LEG·XXX·ULPIAVICTRIX
"The 4th Sisu Army, the 12th Thunder and Lightning Army, and the 30th Urpius Victory Army..."
A few bloody angry veterans took a breath. Wait, it seems that the Roman soldiers who defended the Viseurius fortress and fought fiercely with them are the members of the 30th Urpius Victory Legion——
Chapter 270: Lord of the Fourth Legion
The Romans began to clean the battlefield and count their own injuries. An eagle-bearer sadly took off from under the eagle flag a circle of fine silver forged rings-each battalion's eagle flag would hang six A silver ring, representing the six hundred teams of subordinates.
However, the losses in this war were too heavy. The ninth battalion of the First Italian Army was almost devastated under the charge of the Greenskins. Three centuries were wiped out, and the remaining centuries, It also suffered heavy losses and was completely unknitted. Now, on the eagle flag full of glory, only three lone silver rings remained.
Vindonius sighed deeply and paid such a heavy price. The civilians they rescued were no more than fifty. After using the panicking civilians, the Sphinx broke into the 7th Army's array and immediately roared. He rushed up, slashing all enemies with his eyes madly. The bones of countless civilians and soldiers piled together, and warm blood gurgled out along their broken corpses, turning into scary strips on the ground. Scarlet River.
The commander of the second and seventh legions looked at the lord of the first legion with dissatisfaction. It was because of his recklessness and impulsiveness that he allowed his legion to suffer inexplicable losses. If they continue to stay on the safe sea, Waiting for Peturabo's return-the legion can fully land without injury with the fire support of the 4th legion! Why lose so many elite soldiers!
"Now that the commander is here, you can listen to the orders. Wen! Many! New! Si!"
Julian was holding a very cold Centurion's body with a lance pierced through his heart, and he spoke with excitement, and then he gratefully looked at the people and horses in the distance. If it were not for their whim, the losses in this landing battle would only have become more severe.
Hey, connect the boats and branches together, and the heavy cavalry rushed to the beach, can it be recorded in the book, as the empire's tactics passed on from generation to generation.
Except for Pain Hess, the others, Marco, had no plans to meet an Elf war commander, and frantically snatched the remains of the Persians.
The scales on their bodies may not be appreciated by the Romans with a great family, but the royal court in the north is in urgent need of these things! The iron dug out now is forging iron arrow clusters and halberds, but few craftsmen are forging these unusually complex armors. When these oriental style scales are taken back, they can be armed with a few more. A hundred families of people.
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Not long after, the fleets of the Fourth, Twelfth, and Thirtieth Army also landed in the small fishing village of Myra. The three legions bowed their heads slightly, welcoming the arrival of Peturabo, the supreme commander in the battlefield of Asia Minor.
Under the elite protection of a hundred people wearing double silver-gray chain armor, holding long swords, and large shields, the lord of the Fourth Legion was exposed to people.
The cloaks and helmets of other legionaries are scarlet as eye-catching as blood. However, the cape on their shoulders from legion commander to soldier in the Fourth Legion distinguishes generals, centurions, and ordinary soldiers from the tops of their helmets. All of his vertical crowns and horizontal crowns are the darkness of midnight.
Pain Hess looked at the war commander in the distance. He was a tall gray elf. Time left countless old marks on his face and sideburns, wrinkles that had experienced vicissitudes of life, and strands of black hair mixed with them. The silver thread in the middle made him a little less handsome, but a little more calm. A pair of azure blue pupils, like two arcane flames that never extinguish, overflowed with endless coercion and terror.
The lord of the Fourth Legion, dressed in a dark archmage robe, tied his left arm with a small round shield made of mithril-exactly the same as the gift given to him by the Romans.
And his right hand was leaning on a delicate staff inlaid with colorful gems. Behind him, the flag officer in charge of the Legion's eagle flag humbled behind the Legion Commander. The scarlet eagle flag was tied to the top. An embalmed head, a scarlet face, two huge and twisted horns on his forehead, a dark green face, and four terrifying white fangs rising up, making his ugly face look even more terrifying. people.
The last head had silver-gray alien skin. The original position of the mouth was replaced by four slender, wet octopus tentacles.
The uncle of the King of Kings, the WARBOSS of a green-skinned war gang, and the slave owner of the Heart Demon, the master of the Fourth Legion, use these three heads to demonstrate the magnificent military achievements of his legion. As for the heads of other leaders? They are not qualified and hung on the eagle flag of the war commander.
"Report, what happened? Yesterday, Pigeon Court cancelled the original order to assemble in Rhode Island. My people landed in Asia Minor directly without any material replenishment and repairs. Just arrived, I saw you being with you. The Persians are fighting together?"
Peturabo frowned slightly, wanting to understand the whole story. Julian, who was extremely angry, immediately reported the folly of the First Army to the Supreme Commander of the Asia Minor Theater.
Listening to the report of the lord of the Second Legion, the commander's expression became more serious, and Wendonius' face became more and more ashamed, and his burly body gradually trembled because of fear.
"Look up and look at me."
Peturabo said seriously. Wendonius gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head, staring directly at those azure blue eyes, trying to justify his behavior.
"Marshal, I... I really can't sit back and watch those Persians and torture our people. When we joined the Legion on the first day, the general once told me that our duty is to protect our country at all costs. , Our people! I am not wrong!"
"I didn't say you were wrong."
The Lord of the Fourth Legion said lightly.
"In fact, you did a good job. You fulfilled your duty as a soldier. You saved dozens of innocent villagers. If we don't even guard the people in front of us, what else can we talk about defending the glory of the empire?"
But-look at the price you paid to protect them! Did you fight like this! Because of your stupid landing order, how many families have lost their husbands and fathers? ! How many parents have lost their pride? ! "
Peturabo looked at the heavy loss of the First Italian Legion, angrily reprimanding the commander in front of him.
"I can tolerate your kindness, your persistence, and your principles. But I can't tolerate your stupidity! You count yourself, First Legion, how many people died for your recklessness? Come back and tell me after you count them. ! For every Legionnaire killed in battle, give yourself a whip! Execute immediately! Their funeral expenses and family pensions will be deducted from your income."
"Your will."
Temperature Nius convincingly accepted the penalty from the commander.
By punishing a erring legion commander in a fair and just manner, Peturabo quickly determined his prestige in front of the other five legion masters. With the name of the war commander personally conferred by Augustus, he commanded uniformly. The six legions present.
Painhurs frowned, fair and just, and awe-inspiring. Although the lord of the legion made a lot of good impressions when he appeared on the stage, the punishment he said only included a few hundred soldiers who died in the legion. , And those militiamen and militias who were thrown out as cannon fodder by the lord of the First Legion, and thousands of dead bodies were on the spot?
Nothing was mentioned.