Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"WAAAGH!!!"

Accompanied by the sky-shaking battle cry, more than two hundred big men who were not affected by magic trampled on the stiff bodies of their compatriots and roared to the front of the ninth battalion! Under the full charge of these giants, the Roman soldiers, as if they were light and fragile objects, were directly knocked into the sky above the sky. The ribs and internal organs were broken in a mess, blood was vomiting, and they passed in mid-air. Scarlet and stern blood-colored arcs.

The big guy who rushed into the enemy's formation first held up the lance in his hand: every gun barrel that was as thick as a human wrist was hung with one or two Roman soldiers! The dripping blood, like raindrops, poured on the top of the green skin, making their roar even more crazy!

Relying on their height advantage, the orcs used these long spears with heavy armored corpses as flesh and blood warhammers and slammed them heavily on the enemy's head or shoulders! Accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing, the sound of broken bones, and the screams of soldiers, it caused even greater chaos! The Legionnaires on both sides didn't know whether they should face the second wave of Greenskin's charge, or turned around to slay these greenskin monsters in their own camp.

Watching the first group of big guys rushing into the enemy's formation disrupted the enemy's formation to a certain extent, the second wave of big guys, also under the cover of the rain of arrows, roared into the front line of the ninth battalion. , Almost no soldier can stop their full charge. In just a few minutes, two centuries' team flags fell in a pool of blood.

"For the Empire!!!"

The archers standing on the deck burst into a frantic battle cry. They hit the firepower. Thousands of arrows, the dense firepower composed of all the firepower, poured out on the big guys, and the magic archers gave up their attacks. , I consumed all the spells in my memory today-I saw that there were a few hundred Legionnaires left in the Ninth Battalion, together with their weapons and armors, instantly swelling more than twice! The quality has increased by eight times, the pressure of the boat is creaking, and the waterline has plummeted!

After they jumped off the boat, they were on the beach with dust covering the sky.

"For the Empire!!!"

Surrounded by Legionnaires, surrounded by gilt beams of gold, under the blessing of righteousness like a rainbow, the imperial general who is more than ten feet tall, carries more than 80 heavy armors that are ten feet tall under the blessing of arcane magic. The giant, shouting the battle roar of the legion, charged forward, the helmets of ordinary soldiers had not even reached their waists.

"WAAAGH!!!"

With the cooperation of the orc boy, the muscles bulged like a hill. The five-meter-high, dark green Roshan draped in heavy armor, and more than two hundred three-meter-high green-skinned big men, also stared at it. The heavy armored giants that attacked, they threw up to the sky with excitement and smashed through their physical superiority. They crossed the front of the Legionnaires and faced this huge elite force head-on!

The hamaxes faced each other, the swords were added together, and the two huge elite troops slammed together and fought together. Under the blessing of the triple magic, the Roman general quickly gained the upper hand in the battle with the chief of the blood axe.

The huge tower shield entwined with gilt beams can block the opponent’s heavy axe from slashing, and the hard-headed hammer, which burns with sacred anger and is forged from pure gold, can hit the opponent’s scale with every bombardment. On the armour, a huge depression was smashed.

"Concentrated fire!"

However, the swarms of giants also attracted the attention of the Persians. They turned their bows and set fire to the huge Roman soldiers. Numerous clusters of sharp arrows shot out brilliant sparks on the steel chain armor. , Occasionally there are a few sharp blades, through the gaps in the chain mail, only insignificant scars can be drilled from the huge skin and flesh wounds.

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"Is that guy Tempinius an idiot? I must report to Augustus when I go back, and remove him from his position!"

As the imperial deputy commander, Julian's teeth tickled. In order to save the civilians, the First Army chose a terrible landing site. That shoal could only accommodate at most two thousand soldiers! If they can't push back the green-skinned cavalry and make more space for the follow-up landing troops, the remaining seven battalions of heavy armored soldiers can only stand on the ship and stare at the **** colleagues under the ship!

The Lord of the Second Legion quickly weighed the gains and losses. For the sake of a few hundred civilians, it is certainly not worth the loss of the valuable Legion’s combat power, but if it is to save a full army...

"Send a letter to the Seventh Claudia Legion! Let them land from the right side of the First Italian Legion, and my Second Legion land from the left. Hurry up and rescue the people from Vindonius, for the empire!"

"Your will!"

"Do you need help? My druids can turn into birds and become back into centaurs behind the enemy's line."

Painhurs frowned, and the army of blood axe orcs was more trained than any green skin he had ever seen-where was the scattered orcs, it was clearly a hobgoblin with a green skin.

It's money and magic again. After receiving so many benefits from the other party, if he doesn't do any work, the warchief's conscience will be a little difficult.

"It's useless, unless you can kill the opponent's commander, otherwise the attack behind the enemy line can only cause some riots. This army is almost composed of blood axe orcs. Their WARBOSS should be the dark green meat mountain that is fighting on the front line. "

Julian frowned. At his command, the remaining fleet crashed on the beach at full speed. Giant soldiers, heavily armed, jumped off the deck one after another, with the scarlet flag painted with golden bulls on each side. Under the blowing of the sea breeze, the hunting sounded!

LEG·II·HERCULEA

This legion named Hercules, the quality of infantry tops the entire empire! All of them are equipped with heavy chain armor and eastern scale armor. The weapons in his hands are all exquisite long swords and tower shields.

The most terrifying thing is that the commanders of the second legion have maintained a very ambiguous relationship with the White Tower. A total of six thousand legions have made heavy strides. During their service, they have all been fixed by the magic of human beings, green skin one. Time was dumbfounded, and the hordes of big shrimps, like a tide, emerged from the giant ships!

"Woo-"

Accompanied by the eerie sound of the horn, Teflin also joined the battle under the command of the commander. Three hundred black war horses with an abominable appearance and draped in oriental scales, accompanied by the neigh of purgatory, and the trembling earth, attacked from afar!

Julian frowned. The defense zone of his regiment was the Danube. He knew very little about these abominable creatures-but even so, he recognized these notorious Persian troops-the Dark Guards, which was a direct team. A terrifying cavalry loyal to the Persian royal family.

"For the glory of the King of Kings!!!"

A total of three hundred dark guards roared to the sky, each wearing heavy armor, holding long spears, and puffs of dark smoke, seeping from the gaps in the scales, from the fur of the purgatory horse, and from the sharp corners of their eyes, From a distance, it looks like a group of evil spirits who have just crawled out of purgatory!

"For the Empire!!!"

The Hercules heavy infantry, more than three meters tall, raised the tower shield and sharp blade in their hands high, preparing to resist the opponent's charge.

Suddenly, the Dark Guardian chanted the creepy language of purgatory, and saw that countless dark shadows stretched madly forward from the shadow under the horseshoe, connecting with the shadows of the crossbowmen in the back row. The inky black shield cast by the shadows also oozes from the black shadows on the ground, burning on the limbs of the black guards and the horses of purgatory!

"Damn it! It's fanatical!!!"

Julian's silver teeth clenched. Persia’s iron cavalry is the world’s top one. A large part of the reason is because of this terrible magic—this thing can choose a target. Except for the caster’s chosen target, everyone’s attacks will be affected by that group of shadows. At the same time, that group of blasphemous shadows will smash away all units blocking the way between the black guard and the target!

In short, as long as these black guards set their fanatical target as the crossbowmen in the back row, then the heavy-armored infantry in the front row, no matter how hard they work, can't stop the opponent's charge!

Three hundred black guards lined up in a straight line burning with shadow flames, stepping on a uniform charge, and directly hit the steel front of Hercules' heavy infantry! These three-meter-high giants will be blocked by the Shadow Shield every time they swing their swords, and every time they try to block the opponent's charge, they will be directly knocked away by the Shadow Shield!

The dark guards screamed the name of the King of Kings, tearing and pretending to destroy every layer of defense of the heavy infantry, and the horses of purgatory, under the block of the Hercules legion, seemed like no one. territory! It wasn't until they got to the side of the crossbowmen in the back row and directly killed the crossbowmen who had been set as a fanatical target with the lances that were also entwined with the shadows.

The half-men and half-devils looked back—three hundred black guards, a frenzied charge, had already tore the second legion’s line of defense, tore, and crashed into pieces. The remaining two thousand seven hundred horses and armored Teflin cavalry, mounted When the opponent's formation was disorganized, he raised a heavy-duty lance more than four meters long. Accompanied by the trembling ground and the sky of smoke, it was like a stormy sea sweeping the world and directly took the second legion that had just landed. The three camps were completely submerged.

The black guards looked at the fragmented Roman front with satisfaction. The remaining soldiers were divided and torn apart by Teflin's cavalry, without a formation, and without a command. These well-equipped giants were directly beaten into a disc of scattered sand, and they came and went. The windy mounted cavalry outflanked and eliminated them one by one.

The Dark Guardians continued to charge forward under the rain of arrows-now, the soldiers in front of them were not even lined up. The terrifying lance pierced one army soldier after another, and the purgatory horse smashed into one empire after another!

After the second wave of charge, the Dark Guardian carried a dripping rain of arrows, trampled on the terrifying corpse mountain, and even smashed under Julian's flagship for a while! They took out a sharp arrow of the demon descendant from the quiver, and symbolically inserted it on the side of the ship, showing off their victory.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The lord of the second legion almost broke his own teeth, and the opposing commander was extremely good! They firmly grasp the powerful terrain and take this advantage to the extreme! Under this circumstance, no matter how talented the Legionnaires are, they don't have enough time and space to fight against these brave cavalry who are the best in the world!