Augustus Under the Horseshoe

In terms of financial resources, the wealth of the Roman Empire far exceeds that of a green-skinned war gang, and Augustus is fully capable of equipping an entire army with anti-magical shackles.

However, both humans and elves, the number of spellcasters far exceeds that of greenskins. In every ten people, there is a pastor serving as the captain of ten, using the magical arts bestowed by the gods to heal the injuries of his fellow robe, and vent the anger of the gods to the enemy.

Among every one hundred people, there are four bards who act as military musicians and banner officers, using their singing voices to encourage everyone around them to fight bravely.

For every 10,000 people, there are a hundred mages and warlocks, forming a centurion group of Austrian law, completely obeyed the command of the lord of the legion, and with the help of terrible magic power, influence the course of the whole war.

However, under the rapid advance of these cavalry pigs, the suffocating anti-magic field turned all the intense battle songs filled with mysterious power into pale and monotonous ordinary military music. The priest who was healing the wounded stared in horror. Eyes widened: The sacred and magnificent golden light in their hands is gradually extinguishing, and the secret magic that the mages are proud of cannot be used!

"WAAAGH!!!"

The big guys on the pig’s back rushed from left to right in the imperial army. They fought fiercely, and their rifles broke. They drew out their spare two-handed battle axes, and faced the bean sprouts and dried shrimps that were not as high as the wild boars. The weapon is raised high, falling heavily, and every time it is swung, it can be accompanied by the sound of metal and flesh cracking, splashing blood in the sky!

The picture scroll of **** is spread out completely before the eyes of human beings.

A violent wild boar with a head and shoulders height of two meters and heavy scales draped in heavy scales, carrying a green-skinned monster more than three meters high and with arms thicker than human waists, rushed to the left and killed in the friendly front! The feral tusks of the wild boar are completely wrapped in iron sheet, surrounded by sharp iron rings full of spikes. Layers of reinforcement are strengthened and strengthened, wherever the steel tusks pass, they are torn apart. Sad scarlet blood flower!

"For the Empire!"

And just on the battlefield where the corpses were all over the field and the blood was flowing into the river, an ordinary ten commander who had lost the ability to cast spells, undauntedly drew out the saber from his waist, shouting for the Empire and Augustus. Du's name, rushed to the armored boars that were taller than himself!

However, his thick-ridged epee can only tear a string of stern sparks on the metal scale armor.

This insignificant attack was immediately noticed by the big guy, and the green skin riding on the back of the war pig was almost twice as high as the ten captain! The opponent's whole person was shrouded in a black shadow of death.

The blood-stained giant axe, like a blood-colored shooting star, fell from the sky with a stern whistling sound, hitting the metal helmet into a distortion!

The fragile skull of mankind was also in a terrible blow. It was shaken out by cracks. The ten captain who was hit by the blow to the seven orifices and bleeding was killed on the spot, accompanied by seven dripping **** arcs, and fell weakly. Earth, offered the last loyalty to Augustus.

"Damn! It's useless to stay here and sing anyway! Everyone! Charge with me! For the empire!!!"

The bloodshot military musician slammed the drums and horns in his hands, angrily pulled out the saber around his waist, stepped on the blood corpses all over the floor, and walked to the battlefield of death without hesitation in the deafening roar. .

"The centurion is in front of all of you, dying generously for the empire! These dirty green skins have severed our connection with the gods! The magical support behind has also been blocked! Soldiers! What you have left now , Only the inner courage, and the glory of the legion!"

The eagle flag officer holding the eagle flag stopped his meaningless singing. Under the gaze of the remaining soldiers, his left hand holding the flag slammed forward and threw the scarlet eagle flag of the Centurion directly on the green leather big. The center of the team!

"Prove it to me! Orcs can cut off our connection with the gods, but they can't extinguish our inner anger and courage! Charge!"

"For the Empire!!!"

The remaining more than 60 soldiers were excited by the eagle flag officer’s inspiring speech. In order to regain the eagle flag of their team, they held up their shields one by one, even facing the big guy who was gradually losing his charge. The cavalry launched a countercharge!

"Roar!!!"

The ferocious wild boars with red eyes let out an angry growl. In the field of vision of these animals, there were huge shields blocking their way. The wild boar's head was lowered, and the sides were covered with a lot of iron skin, spikes, and fangs full of the thickness of ordinary people's arms, hitting the iron-plated shield again.

However, this time, he failed to shake the formation of the Empire. The Roman soldiers in the second and third rows used the left-hand tower shield as the strongest support for the soldiers in the front row. One person cannot stop two people, two people. Unstoppable, a group of people pushed forward together, using flesh and blood to block the charge of this cavalry!

"boom!!!"

The big guy shook the huge battle axe on top of his head. Borrowing the inertia of rotation, he smashed the sharp axe blade to the ground again. With terrifying force, he directly smashed the thousands of iron rings of the chain mail. The solid connection between them, countless metal iron rings, accompanied by piercing sparks and red blood shooting everywhere, this monster hit with all its strength, directly slicing a heavy armored soldier into two **** halves.

However, the two Roman soldiers immediately threw away the shield and long swords, and one swooped, lying on the corpses of their robes still splashed with blood. With rough hands, they firmly grasped the front handle of the giant axe, not letting it go. The big guy swings his axe again.

Seeing that the comrades trapped the advancement of the war pigs, the legionaries on both sides accurately stabbed the long swords in their hands. The sharp blades penetrated into the eye sockets of the armor, following the eyeballs, deeply submerged In the other's mind!

The wild boar uttered an incomparably stern roar, he wanted to escape, but in front of him, on both sides, were heavy armored infantry defending with shields. The mortals worked together to resist the terrible brute force of this large monster.

The legionnaire's wrist flicked, and the sharp blade rotated 180 degrees inside the wild boar's brain, and then slammed outwards. The scarlet blood, accompanied by the yellow brain pulp, was like a fountain, splashed all over his The body, the monster's groans stopped abruptly, and fell to the ground feebly, knocking the big guy on his back to the ground!

Immediately afterwards, more soldiers rushed forward. Five or six legionary infantrymen used their feet, shields' lower eaves, and body weight to suppress these green-skinned monsters armed to their teeth, so that other soldiers had enough time to pull them out. The heavy spear behind the back poked fiercely into the helmet's eye hole!

And behind them, a scarlet eagle flag, accompanied by a team of hundreds of people rushing forward, clinging to other positions in the circle, the soldiers who have not been attacked, singing the empire’s war hymn, come forward Support your colleagues! The metal chain armor reflecting the hot sunlight is mighty and can't see the end at a glance.

"call out!!!"

When the frontline soldiers fought **** battles, the crossbowmen in the back row did not rest either. They were like tireless souls, repeating their duties mechanically, drawing their bows, loading them, and pulling the trigger. The dense sea of ​​crossbows seemed to fall down. The heavy rain poured out on the body of the big guy.

The first and second rounds of shooting can only hit stern sparks on the iron sheet. The third and fourth rounds of shooting have caused the solid scales to be bombarded into terrible depressions, waiting for the crossbowmen to shoot away. The entire quiver was stifled in place by heavy infantry. The big guy who was caught in the melee quagmire, his armor had been damaged. After the logistics personnel replaced the ammunition for the crossbowmen, they shot down in a round, directly. Let several green-skinned monsters die on the spot.

Time flies, even if hundreds of years have passed, the defects of the Persian Empire have not been cured. Their archers can shoot terrifying arrows that cover the sky, and wipe out light armored infantry in pieces. Their heavy cavalry can tear, penetrate, and smash any ordinary infantry front with an overwhelming aura, and completely destroy their fighting will.

However, facing the morale of the Roman Empire, the heavily equipped and trained heavy infantry regiment, the fifth century cavalry, was really helpless. Arrow Rain’s ability to kill tortoiseshell formations is very limited, and the terrifying charge of heavy cavalry like a tsunami cannot scare these steel-willed fighters.

Once the opponent uses his life as the price to successfully contain his own charge and sink into the quagmire of melee combat, the armored cavalry will be swarmed by Legionnaires clamoring for battle, and the scale of war will be restored amidst the shouts of "For the Empire" reverse.

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"Prove to me the value and significance of your existence."

The seven-meter-tall green Roshan took out the scrawny green-skinned boy from the sack trapped at his waist, like a pinch of an ant, and lifted the man to his eyes. The green psychic eyes glared, and directly captured the spirit and soul of the green-skinned boy.

No, that was not an ordinary green-skinned orc at all, but a crazy psionic kid! His big horrible mouth, and four flaring fangs, grinned with a grinning smile, chaotic eyes, flashing green psychic lightning.

Under the dark and gloomy night, the turbulence of bright green energy gradually peeled away from the nearby green-skinned heads, and gathered between the hands of the psionic kid!

After absorbing the WAAAGH energy of nearby compatriots, the psionic kid’s manifester level skyrocketed exponentially. Under the control of Sulena, a psionic master who has lived for more than six hundred years, this ridiculous and sad puppet, Playing with himself, he couldn't understand and manipulate the spiritual power at all. With a wave of his scrawny hands, the flood of emerald green energy instantly transformed into substantive green lightning! Every green skin hit by the serial lightning disappeared instantly!

Deafening green thunders descended from the sky and hit the center of the ring made of steel and flesh by the Romans. The controlled psionic kid would crush an orc with lightning, and the same green skin would be in the center of the ring. Amidst the green lightning and thunder, it was directly teleported to the center of the Romans!

"Damn it! Mass teleportation!"

Fugen erupted with an angry roar. He was like a purple-gold phoenix. He was the first to break under the emerald green thunder. The two-handed sword burning with the flames of the phoenix drew a perfect arc in the air and was burned by the heat. The sharp blade turned into a blazing white, at the moment it touched the enemy's iron armor, it melted the piece of iron into a pool of hot molten iron, corroding the dark green skin of the wearer, and he screamed in pain!

Immediately afterwards, the high-temperature blade, like cutting butter, easily tore a green-skinned waist along the gap in the iron armor melted by the high temperature, and cut him in two sections. The wound was as smooth as a mirror, thousands of pieces. The moment Wan's blood vessel broke, it was scorched and solidified by the fire, causing no drop of blood to tarnish Zhanshuai's gorgeous purple-gold armor.

Behind the lord of the Third Legion, a Phoenix Guard composed of a hundred powerful warriors wearing shining fine gold scale armor and purple flame cloaks on their shoulders also covered the rare caster units, and quickly moved towards the thunder’s The teleportation stand is close, and they must block and destroy this psychic teleportation gap at the fastest speed.