Augustus Under the Horseshoe

After the fall of Cilicia, the Anatolian Peninsula, where no legion was stationed, was almost insecure. Hundreds of thousands of Teflin cavalry, along the gravel road built by the Romans in the southern coastal area of ​​Asia Minor, are racing toward the west at full speed.

The King of Kings, the God of Gods divided his huge army into three parts.

The first part is composed of a large number of vassal races and slave armies. These huge numbers of cannon fodder troops were reduced to zero. Scattered to every corner of Asia Minor.

They looted and burned every village that they could destroy, trying to distract the Eastern Roman Empire, confuse the other side, and destroy the enemy’s homes by the way.

The second part is the battle gang of blood axe orcs, and the elite cavalry composed of the Teflin nobles. Under the leadership of the illegitimate daughter of the king of kings, each carrying three war horses and heading straight for Constantinople- -The heart of the Eastern Empire.

These brave, half-human, half-devil, carrying only the most basic weapons and supplies, relying on their unparalleled speed, quickly bypassing every city and fortress along the road, and rushing westward at an incredible speed. By the way Looting unguarded towns and villages.

Relying on plunder, this force charging at full speed has slowly obtained enough materials and supplies to reach Constantinople.

The large forces of Ithua I have been fighting steadily in Ciliqiya. The cities and fortresses defensively emptied, under the trampling of the war elephants and the iron cavalry, could not last for too long, and fell one after another.

The demons did not indiscriminately kill innocents, nor did they adulterate women. Instead, all the prisoners, citizens, were collectively detained together, and they were given a minimum of food and fresh water, and they were closely guarded.

This is not to say how benevolent Taiflin is. These human beings with half purgatory blood flowing in their veins understand what price they need to pay in order to tear a gap in the real universe and summon themselves from the nine prisons of Barto. The ancestors of all kinds of terrible demons.

Millions of logistics, slaves, and also under the flogging of the demon-born slave owners, built a supply route from the Persian capital: Taixifeng to Cilicia. The mighty supply army will bring a large amount of food. Weapons have been continuously imported into the northern battlefields, transfusing blood for the empire's army.

At this moment, less than ten days after the outbreak of the Asia Minor War, the entire Anatolian Peninsula has been devastated by war. One after another strong fortresses were planted with the banner of Sassanid Persian, strands after strands of choking. The thick smoke blackened the blue sky.

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At the same time, Arcadius Augustus, and the universal Patriarch Loga Aurelion also mobilized the entire empire.

The empire’s materials are so abundant that even foreign troops can be easily armed, let alone their own civilians?

Tens of thousands of peasants gave up the spring farming. These imperial civilians, who carried out military training for money during the slack every year, put on steel chain armor, held spears and large shields, and kissed their wives goodbye— -Augustus promised them that when they returned from victory, the Empire would fully compensate them for their farming losses this year.

The governors of all provinces also promulgated the laws of war in accordance with Augustus’s will. The mercenaries scattered in all corners of the empire all smelled the opportunity to make money. They were like vultures gathered by smelling the smell of carrion. , Wild dogs, swarming at double or even triple the salary!

The universal patriarch of Constantinople, the incarnation of the **** of punishment walking on earth, the choice of Saint Cuthbert: Loga Aurelion delivered an inspiring speech in the capital of the empire, begging all The people fight for his motherland. The emotional words ignited the flames in the hearts of all people.

Ascetics from various churches and monasteries in Greece gathered to respond. These monks, dressed in rough cloth robes and unarmed but with special skills, are enthusiastically shouting the name of the universal patriarch, willing to fight for their motherland!

Under the instruction of Felavis Arcadius Augustus, this team of about 20,000 fanatical monks, directly under the responsibility of the universal patriarch, was officially designated by the Supreme Ruler of the Empire Incorporated into the weaving of the army.

Twenty thousand. This is only the number of monks in Greece, Dalmatia, and Pannonia. Religious fanatics in Asia Minor, Syria, Palestine, and even Egypt brought their own food and rushed to the battlefield. This amount is just the beginning.

The 22nd day of Maya in the 400th year of the Julian calendar. The establishment of the Imperial Legion, which has not changed in the past 100 years, has added a new member: the Seventeenth Legion of Word Bearers, established.

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Julian calendar four hundred years, Maya month, twenty-three days. (May 23, 400 AD)

Rhode Island

"Wow--"

Painhes stepped out of the Roman warship weakly, the four pale horse hooves trembling slightly. He casually leaned on a pillar, vomiting frantically, almost vomiting his internal organs.

Living on a bumpy deck for two consecutive days, almost killed the chief of the steppe, not to mention, the speed of these ships is almost crazy!

The commander-in-chief of the fleet knew that the most precious thing in war was time, so he ordered the slaves to paddle at full speed for two full days and two nights.

Along the way, countless slaves were exhausted, and the overseers kept throwing their corpses into the blue sea. The blood and flesh attracted countless fish predators.

In pursuit of extreme speed, the fleet's slave storage can't even adapt to this high-intensity consumption. No way, the elven wizards of Panticapone, resurrected the alive and dead slaves into immortal undead, let them gradually cold flesh, live muscles and muscles fall off, only a corpse of bones, sitting Beside the other slaves, the oars were swinging endlessly.

In the end, the entire fleet sailing at full speed took only two days from Gredinian to Rhode Island in Asia Minor, sending 20,000 powerful cavalry to Peturabo.

The only problem is that none of these men and girls on the grassland can adapt to such a long voyage. They are more or less the same as the warchief. After disembarking, they leaned on the pillar and threw up wildly.

Damn it, for five or six hours, spending two whole days and two nights on the turbulent sea... How can these two-legged beasts stand it?

The Roman legions who came to greet each other looked at each other. It was dumbfounding for a while. The originally prepared banquets and some dismissal were cancelled, and they were taken to the room to rest.

At this moment, the small Rhode Island, under the statue of the sun **** Peiro, only assembled three legions that once stationed on the Danube Defense Line: the first Italian legion, the second Hercules legion, and the seventh gram. Laudia's Legion. Thirty thousand professional soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of drafted militia and mercenary troops.

Egypt and Palestine’s four legions have not yet arrived, Augustus’s commander-in-chief Peturabo is still on the way, and the newly established Seventeenth Legion of Word-Weekers is gathering. In the huge Mediterranean Sea, the purple eagle that was scratched by the bear and lion of Sassanid Persian has opened her purple and gold wings that shade the sky, and let out a deafening and stern eagle cry.

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