Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"There are enemies! Attack! Attack!"

A wolves kissed hyenas stained with blood and minced meat, hurriedly got out of the corral, and ran forward while pulling away the curved bow in his hand. Accompanied by a screaming whistling sound, he vented to the chieftain. However, Painhurs swiftly avoided the rain of arrows. A few sharp arrow clusters that happened to hit could not penetrate the robe of the archmage. The enchanted cloth, which was as tough as steel, fell to the ground feebly.

The pale warlock waved the halberd in his hand and four slender and strong horseshoes rushed away fiercely. The whole person was like the wind of winter, roaring towards the wolf's arrow array!

When charging, the warchief’s terrible killing intent, like a torrent of death that covered the sky, surging around once again. The hyenas just stared at the pale white horse, and they felt difficulty breathing, their limbs trembled and some were timid The guy who was scared turned around and ran away!

However, behind is the real hell. With the sound of shaking the sky and the trembling earth, teams of howling men and horses roared into the small village.

Ten wolves faced 158 centaurs. In this unsuspecting battle, the outcome was almost instantly determined. The half-elves huddled in the corner and shivered, looking at the howling centaurs and horses. , Galloping crisscross the narrow streets, with his one-ton, massive body, whistling over the thin hyena with his feet upright, leaving only a trail of **** broken corpses in place.

"Block the streets! Gather all the villagers together, and you can't let one go!"

Painhurs wiped the blood off his cheeks at will, and began to check his trophies, leather shields and other things can be lost directly, the most precious are the ten short bows and three hundred feather arrows. The only problem is...

The warchief silently pulled away the short bow in his hand. This lightweight short bow suitable for human size is a child’s toy for centaurs and horses. It is very uncomfortable to use, and the feather arrows are too short to catch large ones. Compound longbow-but it can be used, ten battleaxes, probably can also be thrown out as a throwing axe, to a certain extent, to make up for the lack of long-range attacks.

The Howling Warlock was divided into two parts, and half of the men and horses immediately went to collect food, at least to allow this team to support the number for five days. The other part, following the command of the great chief, drove all the villagers to the center of the village.

"Half-man, half-horse...Are you the prairie mercenaries hired by Augustus? Oh my God! Thank you!!!"

Suddenly, a semi-essence knelt on the ground with excitement, tears of joy churning in his eye sockets.

"Augustus sent his army to save us? Thank you! Save us from the devil's minions!"

"Look! Their cloak! The golden double-headed eagle embroidered on it?! That is the sign of your majesty! The sign of the Imperial Legion!"

People erupted in ecstasy, cheering for the arrival of the Savior.

"Ha! You guys have today too!!!"

Other farmers stomped on the corpses of the jackals, venting their anger and dissatisfaction over the past few days.

The horses and horses looked at each other, they were preparing to kill and hide their tracks, but these people...

"Warchief, these half-elves seem to hate Teflin, or else, forget it, just take some food and go straight away? Killing them all and burying the traces will take time."

A wind howling warlock who had just grown up and had not experienced too much wind and waves also quietly approached the pale warlock, and said something unbearably.

Painhurs was hesitating. Suddenly, a few little girls who were carved and jade leaped towards the white horse, raised their heads timidly, looking up at these large monsters three times taller than themselves. The small palms held up some plain wildflowers covered with morning dew.

"Thanks...Thank you for killing those wolves, he...they ate so many sheep in our house!"

"Well, elves."

The warchief sighed, knelt gently on the ground, and accepted the beautiful bunch of flowers. Put it inside his pocket.

"Yes! We are the esteemed Augustus, the dispatched scouts! We are figuring out the deployment of those demons! Cheers! The regiments of the empire are counterattacking Cilicia! It will not be long before we, The devil is completely wiped out! You will return to the arms of the empire!!!"

In an instant, the crowd erupted with praises like a tsunami, and countless half-elves wiped away the tears of excitement and cheered for Augustus and the Empire.

Several people even took up the torch in their hands, trying to burn the Sasanian Persian banner, but they were quickly stopped by the warlocks.

"We have not yet won the final victory. Please be patient and bear with the devil for a few more days."

Painhurs randomly chose a wooden cage for birds, threw the rotten and pus-filled, immobile little devil into it, and then reinforced a few branches outside-this simple handwork, he Has long been a master of learning.

"But, now we have a small question: that is, our food is out, can you please provide me with some food? With your help, we can get more information here and bring it to the war. Shuai, the accumulation of these subtle advantages will allow the empire to win the final victory.

Also, please keep it secret, it is said that those wolves were killed by monsters, we are operating in cover. "

"No problem! No problem!"

The half-elves patted their **** and promised that they rushed into the house with cheers, took out a large amount of dry food, bacon, and supported the task of the warchief. Soon, they gathered enough food for five days.

Painhurs sighed and didn't know whether his momentary benevolence was correct, though. Reality did not allow him to think too much. The warchief quickly assigned the remaining nine short bows to the nine marksmen. Then, using the ten battle axe as a throwing axe, he assigned the other five men and horses to the entire army. Carrying the grain and grass, he embarked on a westbound journey.

After the horses and horses left, a half-elf face, but a little gloomy, a pair of narrow eyes, crazy Xu Na turned away: When the village was occupied, the half-devil made a solemn promise: if someone reports Rome Spy, a sign of scout activity, the king of kings, will generously reward him with a hundred gold coins! One hundred gold coins, this is almost a huge amount of money that I can't make in my life! No matter which empire you give your life to, isn't it all your life?

Moreover, although those demons are cruel and evil, they keep their promises and will never violate their promises.

"Let's go! What are you doing here? Three? We have to quickly dispose of the corpse of the jackal, if the devil finds it down, we will say that they were hunting outside and killed by some kind of monster-if the disguise is different , But you will be stuck on the wooden pole by those animal lives! Get to work!"

Another farmer patted him on the shoulder friendly and urged him to act quickly.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm celebrating the victory of the empire, and I was a bit distracted for a while, I will do it now, and hurry now."

The youngest in the house, therefore, the half-elf who was called the third by others, hurriedly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying at his companion.

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