Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Grab one, no, grab me two scrapped Immortal Army and go back, one for the Elf Wizard of Panticapone, and one for the Romans, to avoid their jealousy, come and grab our trophies."

When Painhurs ordered the entire army to retreat, he kept the brutal soldiers beside him.

"Warchief, these things are too heavy, and although the attacks of the Steel Pimples are slow, the damage is not a joke! You can't stand their attacks."

Several people stopped in place hesitantly, and said helplessly amidst the creepy rubbing sound of the metal puppets moving.

"I'll carry it, you just move."

Painhurs took out a white candle from his pocket. I don’t know if the half-devil spellcasters believe too much in the defense capabilities of the Immortal Army, or the spell slots are exhausted and they are resting, or for other reasons. It was completely abandoned by Sassan Persian casters, and no one came out to obstruct the cast.

Accompanied by the chanting of mysterious and mysterious spells, the white wax liquid completely melted by the arcane fire, like a viscous tide, surging on the ground, the rings are interlocking, and the summoning method of seven rings full of complex spells is drawn. Array.

"Roar!!!"

In the endless muffled sound like an earthquake, a terrifying torrent of mud, rocks, metallic minerals, and even brilliant gems roared out of the summoning formation, in front of the troops and the immortal army. , Spliced ​​and condensed into a rock giant 36 feet tall!

The giant earth element looked like a humanoid being as huge as a mountain and composed entirely of stone. Every inch of the body is made of mud, rock, and mineral gems. The extremely indifferent, expressionless faces are only a pair of horrible eyes that look like colorful gems stacked together, reflecting chaotic light, and There was a huge crack in the mouth, and the terrible roar from inside sounded like a dumb echo coming from a long tunnel.

The huge earth element, raising his huge arms high, a fist made entirely of minerals and metals, like two terrifying meteorites falling from the sky, accompanied by a harsh and piercing whistling sound, slammed on the head of the immortal. !

However, even this kind of terror attack of the giant element can only smash a few faint cracks on the metal puppets. The Immortal Army mechanically brandished the mace, and on the earth element, the smashed gravel flew horizontally. , But it was also unable to cause effective damage to such a huge elemental creature.

The same stubborn two sides, like a tortoise gnawing a king, are deadlocked in place.

Riding on this huge mountain-like behemoth to act as a meat shield, the men and horses immediately rushed to several "dead" immortal troops, trying to lift them to retreat and run, but those huge things made of metal are two tons. It's so heavy, a few panting, already at the end of their crossbows, grabbed them and lifted them up, but they didn't move at all!

"Call more brothers, tie these things with a rope and drag them back!"

The warchief commanded to grab the spoils, but he didn't find a steel golem that was twelve feet high. Amid the noise of the earth element, the **** touched it unconsciously and waved the mace in his hand fiercely. Smashed to the head of the white horse!

"boom!!!"

The sneak attack of the steel golem immediately triggered the trigger technique that was already bound to Painhurs. A densely packed crystal tentacles made up of hundreds of millions of dark emeralds, instantly peeled off the pale skin of the warchief, in the night sky. While showing off his beauty, he slammed into the metal puppet, and was immediately crushed by the opponent's steel body into magnificent crystal shavings flying all over the sky.

Although the bound trigger technique had no effect on the immortal army who almost ignored any spells, it still aroused the alarm of the pale warlock. He hurriedly turned his body and raised his left arm high. It was used by the top craftsmen of the Eastern Roman Empire. A top buckler forged with Mithril.

"boom!!!"

The sound of a heavy hammer hitting the surface of the small shield, accompanied by sparks flying in the sky, resounded through the sky. Painhurs barely blocked this heavy attack, but was also repelled by more than a few feet of the terrifying aftermath from the impact.

"Hurry up! I can block you for a while!"

The pale warlock frowned, the high elves’ robes of the archmage, the mithril buckler rewarded by Augustus, and the defensive bracers seized from the Persian mages. These three items gave them their defensive abilities, superimposing them and even surpassing the Legion Guard. Standard double armor,

What's more, the natural thick leather of the centaur is equivalent to a delicate leather armor. Anyway, there is no charge bonus, and he can't cut the opponent's armor. Then he will wear it hard. He has the confidence to resist immortality. The army’s terrorist offensive.

Thinking of this, Painhurs did not even take out a weapon, his arms were forward to protect his head and chest, and he set up a defensive posture. On one side, it was almost a top craft Mithril small round shield and two rings of strong armbands. Between the steel golem and himself.

An archdruid from the Withered Bones clan also led a beam of natural energy full of vitality, covering the six limbs of the great chief, making the firm skin on his body seem to be covered with roughness, but Very strong brown bark.

With a series of bonuses, Painhurs' defense is even more exaggerated than the earth element next to it! The steel golem wielded the mace of his right hand and the left arm of steel, hitting countless bright sparks on the silver shield and armband.

It was hard to circumvent this terrible defense like an iron barrel, and the weapon in his hand could not pierce the double defense formed by the black robe that was as strong as chain armor and the pale skin covered with heavy bark.

However, relying on the overwhelming quality advantage, the impact of the Immortal Army’s attack can still force the warchief to retreat a few steps. Seeing that the steel puppet is getting closer and closer to the brothers and sisters who are moving and dragging. , Painhurs’s witchcraft crown also shone a dark pink weird light.

In the name of the four gods and the eightfold path, the warchief borrowed the magic of chaos from the subspace by virtue of the chaotic eight-pointed black star. Roaring and gushing out! Instantly wrapped the body of the pale warlock!

After he rushed out of the four-colored flames, the whole person was directly twice as tall, and the quality increased by eight times. The huge and strong six limbs and a hundred skeletons, burning chaotic anger, the 12-foot-high Immortal Army, at this moment, can only look up at the face of the white horse.

This time, the steel golem’s attack could not shake the pale mountains that burned with the four-color magic flames. The warchief tried to counterattack, and found that the increase in righteousness like a rainbow was not enough to tear the defense of the Immortal Army. The body smashed out a bunch of four-color mixed flame sparks.

Under the cover of the giant earth element and a super monster, a total of twenty people and horses, finally tied the two destroyed immortals firmly with ropes, and dragged them to retreat quickly.

Seeing his soldiers finished their work, Painhurs didn't want to entangle these steel puppets any more, he instantly cast an acceleration technique to himself, and the whole horse disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

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"Dear Commander of the Legion, it's almost midnight, and my spellcasters must rest and restore their spell positions to deal with tomorrow's battle. The physical strength of other tribesmen has reached its limit."

Although there was still more energy to fight, Painhes still pretended to be exhausted and came to the side of the Roman Supervisor. By the way, he presented a steel golem to the commander of the army in charge of the night war.

Although the previous alternate charges of giants, white dragons, and legion infantry have already beaten the Immortal with cuts and bruises, but after 20 full charges, the centaurs and barbarians killed 300 people in battle and injured more than 1,000 people. Tear up three hundred immortal golems!

You know, these men and horses are just the most ordinary tribal warriors on the grassland. With their natural brute force, terrifying charge skills, and the excellent equipment of the Roman Empire, they are actually the trump cards of the Sassanian Persian trump cards. Even Pain Hess found the Immortal Army to be extremely tricky, and it suffered a one-to-one battle damage!

What's more, this hasn't counted how many Sasanian archers they killed with the rain of arrows they randomly shot.

The lord of the first legion, shrouded in the dark green cloak, pondered for a while. These men and horses have done well enough. At present, the empire lacking cavalry strength depends very much on these monsters on the grassland. The lord of the legion is not willing to offend them. , Immediately agreed to their request, sent the horse back to the camp, and ordered logistics to provide them with enough fresh water and food.

Seeing that there was no movement in the West for a long time, the great nobleman in charge of the defense finally let out a long sigh of relief, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Lamenting the hard-won leisure.

However, in the next second, accompanied by the constantly trembling earth and the sound of a bull moo, a terrifying monster with an extremely strong body but with a bull's head, roaring like an endless wave of terror. Emerge in the distance!

And the leader of the tauren at the forefront of this army is more than three meters high. God knows where he came from. He got a pair of giant horns of northern moose, which were placed on his own horns. The tip is reinforced and strengthened with bronze and iron. From a distance, the chief is not like a tauren, but like a terrifying monster with moose blood and a giant spear in his hand!

"Ready to meet the enemy!!!"

This terrifying and terrifying charge like thunder instantly dispelled the dim sleepiness in his mind, supported his tired body, and directed the remaining troops to regroup and fight again.

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