Augustus Under the Horseshoe

A war machine made of steel, amidst the lightning and thunder, slowly slowed down the attack. Numerous dazzling electric lights, like terrifying poisonous snakes, are densely covered with the metal body of the Immortal Army. The monster's movements became more and more sluggish, and even stiffened in place. On the contrary, the huge and heavy body blocked the advance of the enemy army behind him, and bought more time for the evacuation of the empire.

"It's now! Withdraw!"

Taking this opportunity, the 7th Claudius Legion, which had been fighting for a long time, finally hurriedly evacuated under the cover of the Howling Clan and the First Legion in a neat and orderly pace, leaving only two thousand five hundred in place. There are many pulpy and shattered corpses.

Nearly a quarter of the loss, for an army of ten thousand people, is already traumatizing. If it is slowly consumed like this, I am afraid that the blood on the empire will drain away first.

"What's the matter with the mages? Are you running out of spell slots? Collect more mages from behind! Don't let the opponent's thunder blast over, keep pushing!"

The King of Kings uttered an angry roar, and under the monarch's terrifying rage, more wizards trembled across the broken position and assisted the army to move forward. Even the attacks of the scorpion crossbow and the catapult could only blast shallow depressions on the other's immortal body.

Before, although he was able to conquer a temporary line of defense, he had to pay heavy casualties, but the soldiers in Rome didn't have much loss. This time they finally stuck to them, how could they easily let it go? Every time an enemy soldier is killed, the difficulty of striking the next line of defense is reduced by one point.

The King of Kings continued to squeeze his bargaining chips. With the terrifying storms, the large blue sky sky, in the eyes of the Legionnaires, suddenly trembled like an old TV with bad signal.

No, it's not that the sky is trembling, but the azure dragon hiding in the sky with the color of its scales!

A full nine adult blue-scaled evil dragons, taking advantage of the moment when the imperial siege machinery is being loaded, surrounded by thousands of electric lights, roaring and swooping down the blue sky, on the vigorous body, every azure dragon The scales are all entwined with golden terrifying electric light!

Nine thunder beams full of the thickness of a water tank, accompanied by the deafening sound of thunder, blasted on the next wooden line of defense of the empire. The compressed and condensed thunder rays of thousands of electric currents, like a decaying and decayed, directly smashed. After wearing the heavy plank, for a time, countless shattered sharp sawdust, flying all over the sky!

And that incomparably solid arcane thunder and lightning, even in the Roman infantry position, ploughed the flesh and blood gullies shining with terror electric flowers. Unfortunately, the unlucky ghosts who were unfortunately affected by the thunder were all in the miserable wailing. Gradually burned into pieces of soft, fragile pitch black coke by the high-temperature electric current.

If the Romans looked down on the entire battlefield at this time, they would definitely find that these giant dragons had burned out an extremely crude and indecent dragon vocabulary in the Roman army by virtue of their terrifying dragon breath.

"what!!!"

Several blue dragons laughed in wild and wise dragon language. They closed their eyes arrogantly and continued to dive down, enjoying the terrifying air flow brought by the high-speed flight, and brushing over the dragons on their faces. When the scales are scaly, it feels as refreshing as itching, and when the soldiers are desperately loaded with ammunition, they cast a terrifying shadow on these ants' heads.

"Raise the spear!!! Raise the spear!!!"

Seeing a whole nine blue-scaled giant dragons flapping their wings to cover the sky, like azure meteors, smashing into the center of the army fiercely, even the commander of the army was frightened, and he quickly ordered the chaos of the army. The soldiers stepped on the corpses of their robes, gathered again, and raised the spears in their hands high, turning them into an extremely dense steel jungle to fight against the dreaded behemoths.

"call--"

Looking at the ants who were frightened but gathered together and held up their spears to the sky, the blue dragon raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously. They gracefully raised the angle of flight, like a tyrannical blue wind, passing by the spears of the legionaries, a few thin and light auxiliary soldiers in light armor, and even flew out by the wind. ! Fell on other people severely!

At the moment of being shrouded in the shadow of the giant dragon, everyone was covered by the shadow of death that covered the sky and the sun, and the tyrannical wind whizzing by, frightened hands and feet were cold, and the whole body was shaking uncontrollably, as if death had just rubbed his shoulders. And pass! Even the very determined army veterans squatted and shivered in fear, not to mention the auxiliary army, and some slave labor responsible for transporting supplies? They were frightened and fled in all directions! The scene became extremely chaotic in an instant!

"Well, don't play, these soldiers don't need to be afraid, but their army, strong enough to compete with the dragon, is not a few!

Fly to a place out of reach of the Romans! Our task is to use our ferocious aura to disrupt the neat army of these Romans. "

It looks the most massive at one end. The blue dragon with the loudest speaking voice continued to raise his figure. The flying speed of the dragon was indeed extremely fast, even three times the speed of the galloping horse! However, flying at such a high speed made it a little difficult for them to steer. Just a dive, at least flew over the four lines of defense of the steel cage.

Wait, how is the white tent that is like a cloud, densely extending to the end of the field of vision, moving? No, it's not right! Have the same kind of breath!

The blue dragon's pupils suddenly zoomed to the size of the needle tip, and he took a few breaths again, trying to confirm the direction of the same kind. Suddenly, a bunch of white tents were accompanied by a shocking roar! While running, they flapped their wings, and after a while, they rose to the ground! Flew towards yourself?

It's not a tent at all, it's a white dragon! Dense white dragons! Although only three of them are grown-up dragons similar to their own body, most of the others are young dragons, but this number... Damn it! After those wastes are domesticated by humans, can they be produced like this?

At the corner of Peturabo's mouth, a confident smile was raised. Sasan Persian thought that if he eats his two legions, the line of defense will become extremely weak? Thinking that with some allies, trapping the Egyptian and Palestinian legions, the Eastern Roman Empire would be unable to organize other reinforcements?

It's ridiculous, what you faced before was only half the power of the former empire!

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About a month ago, the war in the Western Roman Empire finally came to an end. Stirico, a legendary general with half the barbarian descent, led several legions of the Western Roman Empire, the white dragons of the Alps, and the barbarians of the Vandals. The tribe, the orc clan of Alan, and the huge coalition formed, successfully defeated the main force of the Visigoths on the east bank of the Adriatic Sea, and even severely damaged their supreme king: Alaric.

The Gothic Supreme King finally raised the white flag helplessly, confessing his failure, obediently surrendering himself, and even the eldest son and eldest daughter of the great nobles, and sent to Ravenna as the hostage of the empire. .

He, with the remaining army and people, settled in Pannonia, transformed into a dog guarding the eastern gate of the Western Roman Empire.

It took several years to finally solve the problem in the east. The behemoth of the west supported the brothers in the east: a whole foreign army composed of white dragons: the fifth Frost Ridge White Dragon Legion, took the lead in marching eastward. pace of. These white-scale dragons, successfully tamed as early as the Republic era, fluttered with their huge bat wings, and quickly reached the front line of Asia Minor.

And the commander of this foreign legion, the beast trainer who commanded the group of white dragons, this is a mysterious figure hidden in the white robe, if you look closely, on the white robe, it turned out to be a gloomy and terrifying figure. His white skull, two arcane flames burned in the hollow eyes, and on the side of his head, there was also an olive crown carved with jasper jade.

A lich capable of controlling a group of dragons.

The captains of the Roman legions, even if they have legendary strength, hold great authority in their hands, and even hold a terrifying army, they dare not resist the rule of the central government.

Because they know that the empire hides something more terrifying than them. Except for Augustus who unfortunately died violently, was not strong enough, humiliated the empire, or rejected immortality, the rulers of all generations will all pursue immortality. , On the road with endless knowledge, transformed into an immortal lich, in the dark, protecting his most cherished thing: this empire.

"Roar!!!"

The white dragons uttered a crazy roar, although they were too poor in size, these blue-scaled giant dragons, and their fighting power was not as good as adult evil dragons. However, the number of these guys is more than several times the enemy!

Countless white dragons with the Latin “V” engraved on their foreheads are like termites in the rainforest and piranhas in the river. You are responsible for biting your legs, and I am responsible for grabbing your arms. The one next to you swoops from the ground and hits the blue head. The dragon's soft abdomen, the top one, simply lay on the backs of these blue relatives!

An adult blue dragon turned his neck frantically, looking at the dragon cub who hadn't gnawed at his left shoulder for a long time, and snapped a bite directly on his fragile neck.

The terrifying bite force, coupled with the sharp dragon teeth entwined with Death Thunder, bit straight through the opponent's cold scales. The extremely slender fangs penetrated through the muscles and skin and accurately cut the blood vessels and nerves in the opponent's neck. !

The blue dragon fiercely rubbed his jaw, two rows of teeth entwined with thunder and lightning, like a saw, directly split, cut off the dragon cub's neck, let his corpse be separated, his huge body, accompanied by the sky of blood falling from the sky .

One hit kills, the dragon soaked in dragon blood roared angrily, and at the dense group of white dragons, it showed its blood-stained fangs, trying to deter other **** white dragons, but those guys Not only didn't he feel scared, but his eyes were bloodshot in his anger, and he attacked even more furiously!

They were like white pendants, almost instantly, densely packed with the bodies of blue dragons, scratching frantically, gnawing at each other’s scales, nine small white dragons, after paying some price, they were torn apart in a daze. The wings of a blue dragon dragged him down from the sky alive!

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