Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The five legions of Forgrim were exhausted to the extreme after the long-distance attack, but when everyone saw the golden banner of Sassanid Persia, they all erupted with a terrifying roar of horror! After facing the huge armored war elephant like a small mountain, everyone did not feel fear, but tied a burning torch to the tip of a spear, roaring, roaring, and rushing towards the armored behemoth. !

The war elephants uttered a low growl of fear, and their fearful pupils reflected the killing faces of the legionary infantry, and the death flames of burning torches.

"Damn it! Why are these giant beasts transported from India so afraid of fire? It's really getting worse and worse. A group of purgatory war elephants that are not afraid of flames must be cultivated as soon as possible, just like the king of kings riding The same on the other end!"

The trainers hurriedly calmed the beasts that were frightened by the flames. Some druids tried to control, control the giant elephants under their crotch, forcing them to rush to the dense wall of burning spears. However, the natural magic was defeated by the five legions. Follow the army mage to resolve them one by one.

"Forget it! Don't care about those guys!"

Every Sassanid Persian 10,000 and Qianqi long, seeing that the elephant troops were not useful, they launched a terrifying charge alone. The spearhead of this force is their trump card: the holy meteoric cavalry.

A total of 3,000 elite soldiers in harness and riding **** nightmare were divided into ten parts, and every three hundred people formed a cone-shaped line to act as the spearhead of the entire cavalry army.

In the sound of horses’ hoofs that shook the earth, the nightmare war horses, covered in fine gold scales and burning the flames of hell, trampled on the dark red death flames in the mountain roads of Cilicia, like a piece of The surging sea of ​​death is sweeping across the world! ! !

On the backs of these feared creatures, there was a strongest warrior of the Persian Third Reich. After shooting three arrows at the Roman position, they abandoned their bows and raised their spears, like a burning blade, and stabbed Rome fiercely. Above the camp of the Legion!

The lord of the 3rd Legion held his breath and watched the nightmare cavalry roaring, his head slammed, letting the terrifying lance, which was also burning the flames of hell, pierced with his helmet!

After dodge the life-threatening lance, Forgrim swung the sharp blade in his hand fiercely, and a bright and magnificent purple-gold fire exploded in the dark red flames of hell! Accompanied by the horrifying sound of splitting, Phoenician's phoenix cut off the heads of the horses and cavalry with a single sword, letting the blood flowing with the blood of the devil, accompanied by two extremely shocked and terrified heads, whistling and spraying. Splashing in all directions.

However, the terrifying force produced by the warhorse’s full-speed charge also almost shook the third legion’s wrist through the fine gold blade. He delivered a healing technique to bathe his hands in golden light. During this period, he was barely cured.

Instant magic cannot be countered, because you can't use the opponent's words and gestures to determine what spell the enemy uses, and countering is impossible.

At a speed that mortals could not catch with the naked eye, Forgrim turned over and hid behind the corpse of the horse, avoiding being attacked by the holy meteor cavalry in the second row-that burning nightmare, subconsciously kicking on the ground with four hooves, leaping high. , Trying to jump over the corpses of the compatriots in the way, leaving four burning tail fireworks in the air.

However, he exposed his only weakness: the soft horse belly on the head of the Lord of the Third Legion, who threw a lightning javelin fiercely with lightning speed!

Accompanied by the deafening thunder roar, an angry thunder that represents death rises from the ground! Instantly tore the nightmare’s soft abdomen, whizzed through and tore the chrysanthemum of the cavalry on horseback, and pierced the fragile flesh and blood body of Tevlin at the speed of light. Above his head, a flashing tens of thousands was blasted alive. The blood-colored hole of Qiandianman!

"clang!!!"

However, the nightmare cavalry in the third row, along with the trembling ground, slammed to the side of the war commander. The half-devil nobleman who had been fighting for a long time was holding a four-meter-long death lance in both hands. On the chest of the Lord of the Third Legion!

Although the tip of the death spear burning with the flames of **** failed to pierce the phoenix armor forged with fine gold, the terrifying impact directly blasted Fogrim out and hit the ground heavily, raising a blockbuster. dust.

Even the ruler of a legion, when facing the charge of the equipped cavalry, behaved so embarrassed, let alone other ordinary legionary infantry?

The Roman-style metal chain armor, as well as the iron-plated tower shield, melted into thick molten iron in front of a burning lance, causing the thick lance to tear the wooden shield. , And flesh and blood bodies, whizzing through their bodies! Infuse the anger of **** into the chests of the soldiers!

The infantrymen of the five legions all use spare spears instead of thick-spine long swords at their waists. The centuries are the most basic combat unit, blocking the opponent’s horrible pace, but unfortunately ranks on the first floor. The team of a hundred people was ruthlessly torn apart by the holy meteor cavalry into countless **** fragments.

Countless heavy armored soldiers were hit by the high-speed running horses and flew out, pierced their chests by the burning lances, and their skulls were crushed by nightmare horseshoes.

A neat array of hundreds of people was fragmented, and the saint meteor cavalry poured death and destruction into the flames of hell, spreading the flesh and spirit of their enemies. In the mighty and mighty rear, tens of thousands of Sassanid Persian heavy cavalry and light cavalry will be dispersed in the roar of the earth-shaking battle. The first row of Roman soldiers that broke down was completely submerged.

However, after successfully piercing the first centurion team, the advance of the holy meteor cavalry slowed down, and the charge of the horse was exhausted after killing so many enemy troops.

A train traveling at full speed can easily smash a hard stone wall.

And a train parked on the spot, only need to put a thick wooden board in front of the wheels, can make it impossible to move a single cent.

Accompanied by a beam of bright and beautiful golden holy light, it pierced through the thick clouds and whizzed down from the sky. A purple golden phoenix bathed in the holy light also stood up unscathed from the dust, and he roared To the front line, purple-golden flames, accompanied by a sharp burning giant sword, every time it swings, there will be a Teflin head, accompanied by dripping blood, falling to the ground!

"Stick them! Don't let these people retreat! For the Empire! For Augustus! For the glory of the Third Cyrenaica Legion!!!"

For the empire! For Augustus! For the glory of the Third Cyrenaica Legion! ! ! "

In the back row, the soldiers of the Third Legion who were holding the Phoenix battle flag immediately accompanied their master, waved the spears in their hands, and rushed up, forming a neat shield wall, trapped deep into the enemy camp. The nightmare cavalry, countless sharp spears, pierced the shield wall fiercely, and hit the enemy's armor heavily!

On the other hand, those saintly meteorite cavalry ride on smooth horsebacks, they can only rely on two belts and the clamping force of their legs to fix themselves. If they don’t fall from the horseback, it is difficult to exert their full strength in close combat. In the face of the Roman soldiers who came from all directions and hid behind the tower shield like a tsunami, they instantly fell into a disadvantage, and countless spears slammed on his body, although they could not pierce the spirit. The golden scales also further disrupted their balance.

"Don't get into close combat with these people! Don't fight in areas where the enemy is good at! We can't fight! Retreat! Regain your strength and continue to charge! Slowly crush them!!!"

Seeing the sudden turn of the battle, the Hundred Cavaliers gave up the illusion of "breaking down the enemy at once." Hell, if it's an ordinary soldier, the flame **** created by this wave of **** nightmare charges, even if it can't crush their flesh, it's enough to crush their remaining morale.

However, these soldiers of the Roman Empire are like monsters, no matter how many people die, no matter how terrifying the battle scene, they still maintain a strong will to fight!

The commanders of Teflin had to shake the flag in their hands and ordered the cavalry to retreat. However, some of the legionnaires who had killed them simply lost their weapons and shields, threw forward, and grabbed them with both hands. The heels of the nightmare!

"Joke! Can you stop me?"

Seeing the exposed skin of the human soldier, the flames of the nightmare horseshoes burned out terrifying blisters, wailing harshly, and the noble cavalry laughed disdainfully.

However, their arrogant smiles came to an abrupt end with the passage of time.

"Don't let them run! Stop them now, we won't necessarily die, but if we let these cavalry retreat to regroup and launch another charge? Not only you, but even the colleagues behind you will be miserable. Die! For the empire!!!"

A centurion looked at his heroic feats, and looked at the desperately thick armor of Nightmare, gritted his teeth and learned that he rushed forward, without any protection, through the hell. The flames, firmly grasped the opponent's horseshoes, and let the dark red magic fire burn his flesh and blood and spirit.

And for the short time they delayed, enough reserve teams from the rear rushed up and used their flesh and blood and shields to forge an insurmountable red city wall, trapping almost 80% of the holy meteoric cavalry in place!

In the decisive battle in Cilicia, there were 13 legions in the two Roman empires, and almost 130,000 professional soldiers participated. As for Sassanid Persian, there are a total of 120,000 death knights that are terrifying. A total of 250,000 brave athletes, for different beliefs and obsessions, are screaming and fighting here!

If you count the mercenaries and vassal armies on both sides, as well as the logistics and support that can be treated as cannon fodder, this number is tripled.

A decisive battle involving nearly a million people to determine the future of the three huge empires in the world officially broke out.

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