Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Vol 2 Chapter 251: : Lord Gredinian

Under Painhurs’ negotiation and mediation, these high elven colonists restored their control over Panticapone, while the rest of the Kerch Peninsula was fluttered with the banner of the beast Onardo’s scorching sun.

The high spirits looked at their savior with excitement. As the ruler here, the warchief did not collect any taxes on the elves. Instead, he assisted the other party with a lot of supplies for free to help them rebuild their homes. Salina is not a person who is not grateful. After thinking about it, she offers more scrolls of arcane secrets to the Pale Warlock.

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At the end of the war, the men and horses were divided into three parts with the power of victory, and rushed into the territory of the werewolves at full speed. After losing most of the elite, the werewolves who stood by for help were nothing more than beasts that could not control their own strength. It's not the opponent of the people at all. Those bloodthirsty and brutal greedy wolves are like irrational dogs. Under the baptism of Human Mapatia's tactics, the feather arrows that covered the sky shot through the sieve, and lay down one by one in a pool of blood.

Under the leadership of Gorell, Simferopol, this fertile city in the center of Gredinian, and large fertile and lush pastures, were all swallowed by men and horses.

Waiting hard for the night of the full moon, Asana immediately lifted the curse of beastization for thousands of desperate fighters and the Gothic Forbidden Army. The priests bathed in the bright moonlight sang loudly the doctrine of the God of Punishment, and the golden light entwining their hands was brighter and brighter than the full moon above their heads.

The priests sang prayerfully and fought and fought for three consecutive nights. The tens of thousands of werewolves captured all had their wolf skins off their bodies. The terrifying bloodshots in their eyes disappeared completely, and the bloodthirsty desires and thoughts in their minds, It was also dispersed and eased by the sacred light.

Asana was originally one of the generals of the Gothic Kingdom. Most of the desperate fighters were her old men. After calculating the situation, these sturdy men wielding a long-handled axe decided to kneel down in front of her again.

Asana raised her arms and shouted, and with this re-purified army, she once again raised the blue-bottomed crown flag of the Ostrogoths. They marched along the southern coastline of Gredinian, with countless villages along the way. The fortress, and even Cesonisus, hardly encountered any resistance, and all came down watching the wind.

Under the condition that the blood of the Gothic king was completely cut off, the former priest, general, and slave controlled most of the human army, restored the sober imperial army, and chose the barbarian girl as the new one. Supreme King.

The banner of the wolf biting the moon was thrown into the sea, and the totem of the spear-piercing crown was flying above the capital of the Goths again.

Christina personally led the two blood rage thousands of households, and all the hill giants, once again to Gredinian's northern place, the fortress of Viseurius.

Looking at this magnificent fortress that was rebuilt, Rouge Liema was full of emotion for a while. In his opinion, the fortress was as solid as a rock, but now, in front of his own soldiers, it appears so small and ridiculous.

"shooting!!"

Hearing the mistress's order, the hill giants raised the slings in their hands high, and the boulders the size of calves whizzed across the blue sky, and slammed them against the new wall built by Horus. Each load-bearing wooden pile, under the heavy blow, made ominous bursts of cracking sound.

After ten rounds of stone sling, the wooden wall of the fortress to the south was riddled with holes by the giant hills, cracking two huge gaps, and the city gate fell to the ground under continuous blows.

The centaurs immediately sounded the horn of attack. More than four thousand horses and horses, accompanied by the roar of bowstrings shaking the sky, in just three minutes, they shot two quiveres and more than sixty metal feathers at the wolves blocked in three rifts. arrow.

This rain of arrows composed of 240,000 feather arrows was like an iron-grey stormy sea. Roaring, roaring, and hissing rushed into the sky, dyeing the azure blue sky into the color of metal, and then, like a line of majestic rainstorm, completely submerged the wolves.

After the arrows are exhausted, it is the real **** hell—two thousand men and horses raised up their lances in their hands, and the sound of eight thousand horses hooves hitting the ground at the same time made the entire castle **** and terrifying. Under the charge, trembling violently!

Every lance sprint can penetrate the flesh and blood armor of three or four soldiers, and every collision of a man and horse is enough to lift one or two werewolves into the sky!

The new wall built by the Ostrogoths spent several months, in Christina's hands, did not even last for an hour, when a large number of people tore apart. Stabbing through the wolves' defense line, rushing into the castle, and galloping freely, Horus's army left behind can no longer form an effective resistance.

Between the forests and flowers, Abhus took the withered bone druids and screamed fiercely with Peana's poetic dead, playing a cat and mouse death game in the forest. The two sides met each other, and the fight was inextricably difficult.

Ambush, counter-ambush, encircle, anti-encircle, the thorns and vines in the forest are rendered into a thrilling blood face by the blood of both sides.

However, with the death of Mortarian, the spiritual connections he planted in the minds of the dead poets were all shattered and broken. A group of deeply hidden dragon descendants knelt to the ground in pain and roared. !

Abhors looked at the scene in front of him inexplicably, then turned the hilt of the sickle, knocked the glamorous bard stunned with a stick, led his men, and captured all the members of the dead poets alive, as well as hundreds of wood elves slaves. , Ready to take it back and hand it over to the warchief.

At this point, the entire Gredinian has fallen into the hands of Painhurs.

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The Julian calendar four hundred years, Maya month, one day. (May 1, 400 AD)

Diodosiya

After a long period of turmoil and continuous wars, this peninsula in the center of the Black Sea finally ushered in peace and unity in the hands of men and horses. Among the options of death and surrender, the poets of the dead knelt down in front of the warchief. Under the overwhelming strength of the eight tribes, a tribal alliance containing many ethnic groups was born.

Asana, dressed in a mammoth coat, hurriedly came from the west. She looked thinner and haggard. Over the past few months, she has been using holy light to purify her people who were polluted by the beast plague and rebuild her brother. The mission of the special kingdom almost completely crushed her mind and body.

The beast Leonardo·WAAAGH·Finch, the four-meter-high Evil Sun, rode a Skug that was even bigger than him, and entered this seaside treasure city from the harbor. No way, the physique of this green-skin chieftain is getting scary day by day, and ordinary city gate corridors can't allow him to pass through.

The Song of Salina Blue Sky. Wearing a moon-white robe of the great mage. On the exquisite and glamorous face, between the platinum hair, is wearing a ring of verdant olive branches—that is the crown belonging to Governor Panticapeng. The high elf attendants on both sides are straight again proudly. Own chest.

Yrel, the new chief of the Sartre, entered the royal court with fear. The two shaggy white sheep's hooves shivered with fright by the various monsters on both sides. The recurved leg structure makes her plump buttocks more upright, tall and upright, as sweet and attractive as a peach, attracting the eyes of countless male creatures.

Finally, the golden chariot involved by the six Siberian husky also drove into the royal court of the centaur. On the chariot, there was a bear goblin who was so fat that one head was too fat and was almost two laps larger than the same kind.

His bloated and huge body was covered with layers of expensive silk clothing and rare mink fur. The greasy and fatty meat that layered him on top of each other was tightly shielded.

Each greasy, swollen finger of Gary Vickers is like a nouveau riche, with two or three gold rings inlaid with pearls and gems. Around his neck that was so fat that it was almost shoulder-width apart, there was also a string of silver skulls linked together with gold chains. The huge chin, which was densely slumped and drooped four layers, sank above the collarbone that had long been engulfed by fat.

This bloated posture made him almost lose his ability to move. At this moment, he was lying lazily on the throne of the chariot, facing his former allies, and enthusiastically opened his fat arms, facing the past. Allies of the People’s Republic of China showed a warm and brilliant smile.

"Painhurs! My old friend! The co-owner of the eight races, the King of Gredinian!"

Gary Wicks looked at the white horse in the distance and spoke humbly.

"You control such a huge territory now, don't you mind taking in your former allies? The winter grassland is really not a place for people to stay, you see, my five-layer chin was hungry and thin into a four-layer chin!"

"Welcome, Gary Vickers."

The warchief smiled and nodded to the old friend. After he took control of the Viseurius Fortress, the fat bear goblin who was defeated by the werewolf and lived on the prairie finally returned.

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PS: The strategic map drawn by the author is finished~ The important territory changes in the future will be displayed more intuitively. The following are the layout colors of some important strengths.

Western Roman Empire (red), Western Roman vassal (light red), Eastern Roman Empire (purple), Eastern Roman vassal (lilac).

Sassanid Persian Empire (yellow), Armenia (yellow), desert states (orange).

Germanic tribes (dark green), Nordic frost giants (blue), Celtics (brown), hobgoblins (light gray), bear goblins (dark gray).

White represents the unowned area, and many nomadic forces (such as orcs) do not have a fixed residential area. As the protagonist, the color of the sagittarius territory is the pale green color of the pasture.

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