Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Cuckoo! The battle report came from Palestine! Ten legions, and hundreds of thousands of greenskins. All gathered outside the city of New Tusbrazhen, and the two sides launched a magnificent battle that can be recorded in the annals of history. And in the name of Augustus, they achieved a glorious victory! They wiped out tens of thousands of the main greenskins, the leader of the third Cyrenaica legion: Forgrim, and personally cut down a legend. Chief’s head! God bless the empire! This battle will win! Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo! There is no new information on the Egyptian side. The six legions rely on the dangers of the Sinai Peninsula and the Nile River to fortify them. The army of the Heart Slayer is helpless, and the two sides have entered a stalemate. The mistress of the drow, I beg you for your help. They have more assistance. Cuckoo!"

"Ha! Well done! Let the green-skinned monsters take a good look, the power of the empire!"

Hearing the good news from the front line, Arcadius’ pale, haggard face finally showed a sick smile. A few months after the war broke out, he finally failed in a series of wars and the town fell. , To hear an exciting and great victory!

"According to my order, after the war is over, I will appoint the lord of the Third Legion: Forgrim is the governor of the two provinces of Syria and Palestine. Let this elven from Phoenician return home and return home! Tell him if He can continue to win and completely defeat the invading orcs. The empire will engrave all his glorious achievements on a new triumphal column and stand on the central square of Constantinople for the admiration of thousands of people! "

"Your will."

"Cuckoo! The Governor of Cappadocia reported that all the monsters raging in his territory disappeared. Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo! Governor Bitinia reported that he had assembled a large militia to fight the invading jackals to the death and defend his homeland-but the hyenas that stood upright seemed to have received something. Order to retreat to the east in a hurry, and even some of the looted valuables were not taken away. Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo! Report from Alpharis-after a few days, our Shapeshifter scouts finally found the opponent's main army: 10,000 undead soldiers, 3,000 holy knights, and 30,000 celebrities. The armored heavy cavalry, there are 60,000 light-armored archers, and countless servants, slaves, mercenaries, far more than the number counted last time-there are more Tevrin killed from Asia! Gathered in Cilicia, and there are signs of moving to the west! Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo! Lord of the Fourth Army: Peturabo Express! About 30,000 elite cavalry are charging at Constantinople at full speed, but to the east, the main force of the King of Kings is heading towards him The newly stationed line of defense is advancing steadily. He asks you what on earth should he do? Defend the main Persian forces in the east first? Or give priority to chasing down the cavalry deep into the hinterland of the empire?

The heroes behind the tomb who supported two powerful empires and fought a huge war on the front line are precisely these busy intelligence agencies hiding behind the scenes.

A master of the dove whisper, enduring pain, overworked, and constantly dealing with the extremely large stream of information from all corners of the empire, scarlet demons, in the nine prisons of Barto and the real world Jumping back and forth, using the difference between the two spaces, to send the information to the King of Kings in the first place.

"Why is it the emergency report of the Fourth Army again? This is the first time he has reported it? Ten times? Eleven times? Peturabo told me everything. He wanted me to help him decide what to do at every step. How do you go? I gave him the position of the war commander in Asia Minor, letting him make his own decision! It's not that everything bothers me!"

Augustus showed a slightly happy face, again covered by a terrifying shadow. He listened carefully to the report of Dove Whispering. In the past few months, a series of bad news has almost destroyed his weak body, and his tremors have become more and more intense.

"Tell the Lord of the Fourth Legion that I listened to the intelligence of the three theaters at the same time and mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops. It is impossible to waste all time on him! If he encounters a new enemy situation, he must Please show me my will, then let him give the position of war commander to Julian!"

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"That's what I'm waiting for!!!"

The lord of the Legion wearing a dark crown, after the communication of the pigeon whisper, laughed happily! Before, he was very displeased by a series of inhumane methods such as ruthlessness, flame washing, and indiscriminate bombing.

However, now the situation of the battle has been so corrupted that it cannot be managed. Finally, the superior emperor chose the former between survival and glory. He knew his habits, but he still commanded nearly one-third of the empire’s army. , All in his own hands.

Before, I was still hesitating and vigilant, and I was afraid that the aloof Emperor would not allow me to let go of his hands and feet, so I tried many times. Now it seems that he is really delegating power.

"let's move!"

Surrounded by black guards, Peturabo rushed out of the camp and immediately mobilized all the soldiers under him.

"We want to build a steel wall between the mountains of Asia Minor and the vast Mediterranean Sea, relying on various geographical advantages and castles, that can stop all the demons of this world! I want to let the king of kings use all The halberd is under my banner! I want you to quickly recall all the legions-the horses and the whispers, to deal with the escaped enemies, look at the information that the Transfiguration gave us-the enemy in the east is the one The main force, compared with them, those 30,000 people are like, no, a bait to attract everyone's attention!

What can a group of cavalry without heavy firepower and siege equipment do? Let alone Constantinople, can he lay down any city fortress? As for the village, let him burn it! When we follow the merits of Trajan the Great and break into Tai Xifeng for the fourth time, we will repay the pain and torture we have suffered and let those hybrid hybrids repay it several times! "

Relying on correct information, the Lord of the Fourth Legion was keenly aware of the truth of the matter, and before the onset of the fierce battle, he gathered all the legions he had on hand.

Painhurs looked at the Roman soldiers who were leaving him one after another, responding to the call of the war commander, and couldn't help feeling speechless. Now, he was surrounded by only 20,000 cavalry soldiers brought from Gredinian.

The commander of war "promises" to himself that there will be a huge reinforcement army of as many as 50,000 people to the west, which will flank him back and forth-the opponent's 30,000 cavalry, and those Teflins are all elite, entwined in the black fog of death. The Dark Guardian, and even killed dozens of the most elite blood fury barbarians...

"Are we going to keep chasing, my love?"

Christina looked at a legion that was going away, and worriedly wrapped Painhes's arm, the warchief looked solemn, although she had been aware of it...but this one was called "Peturabo" Guy? He didn't care about the lives of civilians, the lives of mercenaries, or even the lives of soldiers under his command.