Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Don't be afraid of this stupid man! Kill him! Two elven generals are defeated by our hands, what if the third one comes?!"

Two Teflin’s shadow killers instantly melted into their own dark shadows. The first one appeared behind Quintuchus in an instant, trying to use those two short, dark-green, fluorescent, cone-shaped thorns. Into the gap between the enemy's Adamantine Chain Mail.

However, by virtue of the mysterious magic, the general of the empire had already sensed the appearance of the opponent. He placed his weight on his right leg, and the entire huge body, supported by his right heel, swung backwards! The blood-stained scarlet cloak, like a splendid flame storm, violently brushed across the opponent's eyes, slightly interrupting the momentum of his attack.

And Quintuchus's right hand, the large mace that was burning with the flames of heaven, also left a golden tail flame in the process of its own rotation, whistling, burning, roaring, and hitting the opponent's right. shoulder!

Divine grace, divine power, righteousness like a rainbow, three divine arts, combined with Quintuchus's battle-tested terrifying strength, directly knocked Na Teflin away! There were tragic wailing sounds in the air, the cracking of bones, and the surging sound of blood.

"The glory belongs to the King of Kings!!!"

The second assassin, at the moment when the imperial general's attack ended, with the ability of shadow jumping, whizzed out directly in the shadow of the helmet on his right hand! The poison-smeared dagger slashed fiercely at the fragile palm without iron armor protection!

"boom!!!"

The hard-headed hammer of fine gold that burned the flames of heaven, accompanied by strands of poisonous blood stained green by toxins, crashed to the ground, and smashed a huge hole on the floor. Quintuchus's huge body was also in the play. Kneeling on one knee in pain, raising the sky with smoke and dust.

However, his right hand, which was scratched by the poison-painted knife, pinched Teflin's neck the moment he released the weapon! Along with the dazzling light that flashed in an instant, the two rotten and pus-filled wounds and the bleak green death toxin were also wiped out.

Sacred Super Magic·Spells are instant.

"Who told you that I, like those two idiots, are generals of the empire? I! Quintuchus! Acting commander of the 30th Ulpius Victory Legion! Generals of the First Elite Battalion! Except! No one is stronger than me except the legion commander!"

The giant burning with the sacred flame of heaven, like a **** of punishment, walking in the world, the shadow dancer desperately tore at each other's right hand, trying to get rid of the torture of suffocation, only to see Quintuchus raised his right hand high. , Ping doing his best, and violently throwing upwards-the shadow assassin was directly thrown into the high sky by the giant burning golden fire!

Accompanied by the howling of falling objects from high altitude, the mournful wailing of half-human and half-devil, the roar of heavy objects falling to the ground, the poor wailing instantly disappeared: Taiflin's head hit the ground first, and one filled the ground. The death of blood and brain plasma was sunken, and the limbs were like noodles, softly drooping down.

"Go together!"

The remaining shadow dancers tried to avenge their brothers, but they ignored one thing: Quintuchus's first target was the shadow dancer who drove the anti-magic field, without his entanglement. The captain of the Austrian law team had retreated to a safe position, chanting a mysterious death spell.

The world-destroying thunder shook the sky and the earth, and the dazzling electric lights danced wildly.

A series of terrifying thunder snakes roared across the dark night sky, causing a shadow dancer to die with extreme pain under the thunder's flogging, and not missing a Tevlin means that there is at least one in control of the three. The wizard of Arcane can finally free up from the oppression of those assassins, and rescue other compatriots.

This terrible conflict broke out in an instant, and was extinguished by the soldiers of the 30th Legion in an instant. When Quintuchus smashed the skull of the last shadow dancer alive like a watermelon, there was already another nearby. The dead assassin of Sasanian Persia.

However, they also performed their mission perfectly: to assassinate the lord of the legion in a coma.

"How is this possible...I, I didn't protect her safety?"

The captain of the Austrian law squad fell to his knees desperately, holding up a handful of ashes trembling, and weeping sadly. After the 30th Army was almost annihilated, they lost their commander again. This terrible blow destroyed the backbone of almost every member of the legion.

Soon, the remaining Legionnaires also rushed to hear the news, and saw the remaining strands of fly ash and scarlet corpses all over the ground, kneeling down in despair, unable to believe everything in front of them.

"Stand up! You cowards!!!"

Quintuchus finally completed his magic, a splendid and magnificent golden light, tearing open the dark night, whistling down from the sky! The holy light was even brighter than the moon and stars in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

The sacred energy was injected into the body of the corpse whose throat was cut by the poisonous blade. Under the gift of the God of Punishment, a corpse that was gradually cold was rejuvenated with vitality, and the heart was beating again.

"Look at what you are now! Isn't it just a small setback? You still cried? I saved you, not to see you defying yourself here! I saved you so that you can do your best Work hard to rebuild the legion we love!"

Quintuchus slowly raised the reborn general and poured a golden holy light full of vitality into his body.

"Isn't it just that the legionnaire was beaten ten and one is not saved? Isn't it that the legionnaire was killed? But you are still there! Our legionary command system is still there! As long as you are alive, we can rebuild our own troops! The empire wants to be Soldiers, as many as you want!"

The acting legion commander strode to the hospital bed. Although his body was wiped out, his equipment remained in place. He searched carefully and left to find the legion commander’s badge certificate and threw away his helmet. , Putting on his head the exquisitely exquisite battle helmet decorated with peacock feathers.

"The situation is urgent now, and we have no time to wait for Constantinople's resolution! According to the terms of the war, I, Quintuchus, will take over the position of legion commander before the latest order is issued!

I swear by my name and soul that I will lead the legion to complete the revival! I will lead you to defeat this Persian invasion, and I will lead you to invade Taixifeng for the second time, recast our legion, the supreme glory hundreds of years ago! Are you going to kneel here and cry, or do you want to join me to help the 30th Legion rise again? "

In Quintuchus’s impassioned words, the centurions wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes and turned away without a single glance. Now, crying and applause are useless to this fragmented legion, they want In the shortest time, on this island, recruit enough soldiers.

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Julian calendar four hundred years, Julius month, twenty-fifth. (June 25, 400 AD)

When Painhurs returned to the steel cage, the 30th Urpius Legion, after a week of hard work, barely completed the reorganization, and the upper-level officers with their eyes burning with anger and sorrow barely gathered. Two thousand recruits, as well as the corresponding boats, and food.

Quintuchus was full of spirits, holding the legion’s eagle flag high, and using impassioned speeches, to arouse the anger in every soldier’s heart. After the reconstruction, he was dissatisfied with the original Vengeance Corps, which was one-fifth of the original size. Set sail, once again drove to the steel cage, ready to join the battle commander Peturabo's vast war.

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