Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Painhurs looked at his ally, Governor of Panticapone with interest. Sabina's face, as cold as an iceberg, did not change even in this ambiguous atmosphere.

On a whim, the warchief wanted to see when this facially paralyzed Governor would show a little emotional fluctuation, and what method would he use to melt the frost-like cold, condensed delicate face.

"Well, Sabina, I agree to your request."

Painhurs agreed to the other party's request, gently squatted on the ground, rolled over, letting himself go to the sky. The flexible waist allows his human body to be parallel to the spine of the white horse. Bend his neck a little, and he could see the spirit's every move.

Governor Panticapone’s face has not changed at all. With a pair of crystal-clear jade feet, he gently removed his clothes and shirts that fell to the ground. These half-man, half-horse monsters are so tall, even if they lie down. On the ground, the pale horse body of Shenjun was still far higher than Sabina's white knees.

The small hands of Song of Blue Sky tremblingly held the back hoofs of the warchief, and with a little effort, the whole elf swiftly jumped onto the belly of Painhurs' horse, the weak and boneless graceful body, not even Let the pale warlock feel the slightest bit of oppression.

At this last moment. The icy face of the Elf Governor finally had an imperceptible waver, but she still did not hesitate, gently on her toes, her slender thighs, slowly opened to the outside, and the whole person gradually moved downwards. Squat down, let his white legs gradually become an "M" shape.

Seeing that the iceberg beauty would actually make such a bold move, Painhurs' **** was also rekindled by her almost perfect carcass. The two bodies approached each other at the same time, and in the end, there were waves of friction and splashes. In the sound, blend into one.

Accompanied by a painful grunt, a few wisps of blushing blood, overflowing with the tender body of the Song of the Blue Sky, bloomed in the abdomen of the warchief with tender and dripping blood-colored flowers. The Elf Governor finally showed a trace of pain, which gradually turned into a happy and content smile over time.

The warchief stepped up the offensive, a pair of slender and strong front hooves, precisely point in front of the opposing side's crisp chest, gently rotated and rubbed, so that the song of the blue sky was in the fierce stimulation, and reached the peak of bliss. .

At this moment, her pale and beautiful iceberg face was completely swallowed by the flames of lust, and her delicate and beautiful face was completely covered by the bright red and delicate flame clouds.

At the end, in the moan full of joy and happiness, Sabina's limbs and limbs were completely saturated with dripping sweat, and her legs trembled gently because of the vigorous exercise. The delicate skin that can be broken by her blows slowly dripped down, and under the shining of candlelight, in the ambiguous gasp, it was very alluring.

"Ah, I always thought you had a facial paralysis. It seems that your iceberg-like face can also show other expressions."

At the end of the song, Painhurs turned his body and stood up again. However, the elven governor who had tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time could not bear the fierce toss. At this time, he was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

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When the great cavalry of centaur was trained in the rear, the battle between the Roman Empire and Sassanid Persia on the front line did not stop for a moment.

The King of Kings used hundreds of war elephants to tore through two lines of defense in a row, and paid a very heavy price. About one-tenth of the war elephants died in the intensive firepower of the scorpion crossbow. The giant beast, also panting, can only temporarily withdraw to the camp to recuperate.

However, how could the offensive of the Persian Empire stall because of the rest of dozens of monsters? After Teflin captured the ruins of the two lines of defense, he gradually moved his camp to the west. Siege machines were dismantled from the deck of the Golden Fleet and landed ashore. They were manufactured from the hands of the slave laborers, hundreds of them. The catapults of China are densely packed in front of the cage that is less than ten kilometers wide.

"Fire!!!"

Under the orders of the Teflin nobles, the slave laborers desperately rotated the noose of the trebuchet and lowered the lever arm to the lowest level. The auxiliary staff immediately placed on the trebuchet one by one, wrapped in dead branches and fallen leaves, and flammable. The burlap boulder, after the half demons lit it, immediately loosened the tightest noose!

Accompanied by the deafening thunder of thunder and the whistling sound of burning projectiles piercing the air, the legionary infantry tensely tightened their shields and spears, looking at the hundreds of burning flaming meteors, just like A red tide, roaring, roaring, dancing, rushing to the high sky! Almost the entire azure blue sky was rendered into scarlet and gorgeous flames. Then, it turned into a downpour of fire, and it smashed into your own fortress mightily! ! !

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

Burning stone bullets the size of a grinding disc, like meteor fire rain, blasted on the wooden barrier one after another. Every time they hit, they can raise dust in the sky and make the entire defense line tremble gently! The shock wave of horror, wrapped in countless sharp sawdust and gravel, splashed everywhere!

The flames of the blazing **** gradually spread from the slings to pieces of broken and cracked wooden boards. In the end, every corner of the line of defense, in the dazzling fire, rose and burned. Smoky.

Some flaming stone bullets smashed on the heads of the legionnaires. Accompanied by the crisp and ear-piercing sound of cracking, they directly dented their armor and smashed their bones, leaving a pair of blood-colored robes and clothes. , Turned into ashes in the flames

"Counterattack! Counterattack!!!"

On the other side, the Roman infantry were not to be outdone. The range of the catapult was so far that it could not be reached by the crossbow and spear. However, their number of scorpion crossbows and catapults was not less than that of the opponent.

In the deafening roar, the scorpion crossbows fixed on the arrow tower shot out waves of dense arrow rain that obscured the sky and the sun. The extremely thick spears roared and shot through the fine craftsmanship. Construction machinery destroys their mechanical mechanism. Or tore through the fragile chests of the Sasanian slave laborers, and directly knocked them out, accompanied by the wailing of death and horror, nailing them to the blood-stained ground.

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