Augustus Under the Horseshoe

With a disheveled hair, Bolan Yar rode weakly on the back of a handsome purgatory horse, leading the army, and strategically turning to the west.

The purgatory warhorse, which was clamped tightly under the hips by those two slender, rounded thighs, was a lot thinner than a few days ago, and its shriveled belly collapsed downwards, drawing out hideous floating ribs and thin four hooves. He stepped weakly on the ground, his dark lips, and even spit out sporadic white foam.

When they arrived in Myra, the demons had only one day's rations left. Before the army had time to ransack the small fishing village and obtain enough food, they were forced to fight with the Roman legions, and then retreated hurriedly.

After several consecutive days of tracking, anti-tracking, ambushes, and counter-ambushs, this expeditionary army has already consumed the last food, and even slaughtered spare horses and Skogs, sat on the back of galloping horses, and ate their meat— —Those half-man and half-horse who come and go like the wind, do not give them enough breathing time at all, with scarlet and terrible Roman eagle flags, accompanied by the terrifying imperial war anthem that is like a nightmare, like a tarsal maggot, He bit himself tightly.

The prince and daughter of Sassanid Persia raised her increasingly haggard and beautiful face, and sighed to the sky. This kind of tough combat environment can be restrained and endured by the Taiflin noble, and the disciplined blood axe orcs are also in the wrath of the war chief. Under the roar of, he barely obeyed his orders, but-those Sphinxes are already making trouble, those half-human and half-lion beasts, even blushed by hunger, openly gnaws on the spare horse of the Persians, There was even a small mutiny!

However, he must have the assistance of these beasts. Without these "guides" who are familiar with the terrain of Asia Minor, you can't get out of the mountains of Anatolia.

"Damn! You must get enough food, otherwise, the army will collapse sooner or later-if you know it, you won't fight the Romans, and run away when they land! Wait, among those legion commanders, some of them are quite equal. Emotionally, when we tortured civilians, they were even willing to come down to rescue..."

Bolanyal rolled his eyes, and immediately sent a large number of scouts forward, looking for the next hapless village.

Under her calculations, as long as she captures enough civilians as prisoners and forces the legionaries to stop, she can buy a certain amount of time, plunder a large amount of supplies, and maintain the consumption of the entire army-Peturabo's policy of solid walls and clearing the country, only In the frontal battlefield with the King of Kings, the villages still in the hinterland of the empire are still ignorant of the coming disaster.

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"Woo! Woo!"

A deafening, bloodthirsty roar echoed back and forth. The loud and stern sound of the horn, rushing straight into the sky!

The half-elves at work straightened their curved waists in horror. With the trembling ground, thousands of green-skin monsters riding red meatballs, half-human and half-lion creatures of terror, and those The scarlet devil from purgatory, relying on his terrifying speed, quickly outflanked the entire village!

The spontaneously organized militia collapsed under several rounds of majestic arrow rain. They wailed, roared, and screamed, being torn apart by the hungry Skug and the Sphinx, swallowing the lively flesh!

"Let your people keep some captives! As hostages! Romans will appear at any time!"

The hungry prince, under the protection of several entourages, jumped off the hungry high war horse, rushed into the simple hut, grabbed the coarse grains and rice bran left by the farmers, and swallowed it with big mouthfuls. in.

The hungry nobles are no longer picky eaters at this moment, skipping all steps such as plucking hair, bloodletting, and quickly slaughtering the livestock in the village, and using the flames and black smoke of **** to smoke and roast pieces of cooked meat, let They can be preserved for a longer period of time under simple smoking.

As for those half-human, half-lion monsters? Like wild animals, they cut open the throats of chickens and ducks, thirsting for their blood, swallowing their internal organs and feathers together to fill up their long-hungry belly.

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At the same time, under the guidance of ten gray mane veterans and some black guards of the Fourth Legion, Painhurs also took more than 20,000 cavalry under his command, shuttled through the hinterland of the empire, clinging tightly. Behind the other party.

As veterans hired by the Eastern Roman Empire for decades, these gray-maned men and horses are more familiar with the mountains of Asia Minor than the grasslands in the north. Two hours after Boranjar’s raid on the village, Abujos He personally led his own withered bone druid, turned into a brown falcon, followed a large number of messy horseshoe marks, and the distant smoke, slew to the vicinity of this unknown village.

The demon-born scouts suddenly felt horrified, as if there were a thousand pairs of eyes in the dark dense forest beside them, staring at them closely.

After receiving information from Abujos, Painhus and Christina each led an army, divided into two groups, and surrounded the whole village in groups. A handsome man and horse, flexibly shuttled through the jungle, one by one. The sturdy horseshoe easily avoided the thorns and vines on the ground, just like breathing.

When the scouts who were hungry and could not motivate at all, they were surrounded by groups when they discovered the horrible changes in the forest.

"Stand back! Half-man and half-horse monster! Back away! Otherwise, we will tear the throat of these bean sprouts!"

Seeing more and more men and horses emerging from the depths of the forest, the green-skinned boys quickly swallowed half of their food, hid behind the captives **** by the five flowers, and in accordance with the command of the commander, threatened the pursuers behind them and let them Don't act rashly.

But-the other legions had long been transferred back to Cilicia by Peturabo, and now only the monsters of Peinhess are chasing them.

The horses and horses drew a compound longbow into a dangerous full moon. The hobgoblins riding on the wolves grinned and raised their spear-throwing equipment. An exquisite animal husbandry flute was placed on the tender lips, ready to play the psychedelic flute sound at all times.

And the two hundred elven mages from Panticapone have broken away from the elven civilization and colonized overseas for too long. They are like living fossils, and they still maintain the cultural traditions of the successor era, and even the ancient Greek period. Has long been conquered and assimilated by the Romans, and even considered himself a compatriot of the Romans and dismissed it.

Why do these Teflins feel that they can use the captives of humans and elves to let the bloodthirsty monsters from the northern Caohai be restrained?

"Respected black guard."

Painhurs nodded softly to the special envoy of the Fourth Army who stayed beside him, assisted in writing, and read as surveillance.

"Does your army commander want the lives of hundreds of civilians, or do you want a hearty victory and the supreme glory brought by it? We are mercenaries, as long as the money is in place, I am willing to annihilate this The honor of being an army is offered to your master with both hands."

The black-robed guard with his face like ice-cold, after thinking for a moment, turned around and left-I didn't see anything, didn't hear anything.

Sheet 275: The Broken Sky

"Let's release an arrow!!!"

Accompanied by the high-pitched and stern sound of the horn, in the depths of the forest, bursts of horrible and appalling sounds like thunder suddenly burst out! Hundreds of extremely sharp iron feather arrows, like a huge black wave, rose from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, they rushed into the blue sky, turning into a downpour, and at the same time, the green skin and the On the prisoner's body, bursts of brilliant blood poppies were shot out!

One wave is not flat, another wave rises again, the horses and horses, at a terrifying speed, re-filled the longbow in their hands, the sharp and terrifying sound of the arrow breaking into the sky, interspersed with a few hollow bones. Zhi Mingdi, just like a banshee, from the gloomy sky, sent out a terrible scream that pierced the heart! Battering the morale of everyone!

"What's the matter! What happened?!"

Bolanjar hurriedly rushed out of the thatched house, watching the majestic arrow rain in the distance, as well as the orcs and captives who had suffered heavy losses, and couldn't help being stunned. Did they not care about the death and injury of the hostages?

Dressed in chain armor shirts, the well-trained hobgoblins, like a cloud of silver-gray water, rushed out of the dark and dense forests, with a spear thrower, throwing a sharp shot, with a downside. Hooked Spicy Javelin.

The hungry orcs were still trying their best to fill up their stomachs. They were caught off guard for a while, like wheat ears harvested by a scythe, falling into a pool of blood under the baptism of the rain of arrows and the sea of ​​spears. !

The lips of Sartre poets lightly opened, and accompanied by the crisp and melodious voices of depressiveness, the euphemistic prairie ballads filled the whole village like heart-wrenching poison.

Although they can't affect the green-skinned orcs who have fallen into a **** battle, the eyes of the Teflin and the Sphinx who are feasting on are gradually blurred. The bone **** in front is filled with arrows and constructed of blood and death. The simple hut next to Yi-level suddenly turned around and turned into a land of ecstasy for drunken fans under the lewd songs of Mudi!

The nobles seemed to have escaped from the harsh battlefield and returned to their hometown and manor. The heavy armor on their bodies turned into soft and comfortable silk clothes. The cold and hard ground turned into a seat covered with cotton and animal skins. chair.

Some young and beautiful devilish girls gently knead their shoulders, their small tails, like dexterous but warm poisonous snakes, gently wrapped around their crotches, offering themselves paradise-like bliss. enjoy.

"Snapped!!!"

Suddenly, a crisp slap interrupted these half-human and half-devil heavens and dragged them back into the dark and cruel reality.

The demons looked around in horror—they were surrounded by flames and smoke, and the horses took out cloth soaked in animal fat, tied them to the arrow shafts, lit the fire with flint and iron, and shot them directly into the blue sky!

Thousands of blazing flame arrows, like a torrential rain of flames, were dumped over the village. The warlocks of the Wind Howl clan controlled the flow of the storm, so that the flames could not hurt the forest. Intensified in the village!

At the same time, the centaurs bent their bows and set up arrows again. Each centaurs was carrying sixty sharp iron arrows, ten rockets tied with tarpaulins, and ten hollow bones forged with ear-piercing dysprosium.

Just now, they emptied the arrows of the flames, and turned every thatched house and every narrow street into a **** of flames. Those Skugs who didn't seem very clever, were scared by the flames and screamed. They even abandoned their master and fled away from the fire!

Immediately afterwards, these collapsed rebellion forces were immediately shot by the hobgoblins' spears and beaten into miserable bodies.

"Let's release an arrow!!!"

Following the warchief’s second order, tens of thousands of horses and men bent their bows and arrows again, and fired quickly at the burning village. Hundreds of thousands of bony dysprosium, in just half a minute, Pour all over the flames!

Hundreds of thousands of dysprosiums, rubbing the air at the same time, the ear-piercing screams, like hundreds of thousands of evil spirits, hidden in the darkest corner of the coalition army, and uttered a crazy laugh that can only be heard in the depths of a nightmare!

Amidst the fiery flames and harsh screams, the Sphinx looked around in fear, densely packed sharp dysprosium, like black clouds covering the sky, shooting here from every corner of the forest, under a tumult, They could not figure out the number of enemies at all.

As a result, these half-human, half-lion monsters collapsed first. They cried, wailed, and wailed and fled, plunged into the trap that the horses and horses had already ambushed.

The tripping horses from the Roman armory were very effective, and the traps set by the predators were also extremely deadly. A sphinx running at full speed, among the dense woods, was suddenly tripped to the ground by ropes and traps under his feet, almost breaking his bones! Immediately, he was caught alive by the people who had been waiting for a long time.

Augustus hated these traitors deeply-the best he could kill, if caught alive, the aloof emperor would bestow him a richer reward.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The amazing degree of organization of the Blood Axe Orcs left them in chaos. Still obeyed the chief's orders. However, the terrifying flames burned their strong dark green muscles, and the billowing smoke stimulated the fragile respiratory system.

No way, a few big green-skinned men, in desperation, planned an anti-breakout operation.

However, they had just rushed out of the sea of ​​smoke, a group of horrible monsters, half-man, half-horse, accompanied by sky-shaking hoof sounds and terrible battle roars, rushed out of the green forest with great strength, one shot at a time. The spear with the skull blood flag is constantly zooming in front of his eyes!

"Tread, step, step."

Bolanjar walked in the blazing flames, and gathered Teflin, the dark guards, and a tall and mighty purgatory warhorse scattered in the corner.

The fiery flame burned all the clothes on her body, and even melted the metal scales, but it could not cause any damage to the scarlet skin, and could not even bake a drop of crystal sweat.

"Using flames to deal with the devil? What a low-level mistake! Our opponents are not the **** Romans. Let me guess, the new ones?"

The prince of Persia, playing with a sharp knife, she usually chanted profane spells, while cutting her wrist, beside her, some robes burned out in the flames, revealing a scarlet **** cast. , Calling for the soul that has just died.

"Tick."

The fallen bloodline that inherited the king of kings, at the moment of falling to the ground, rapidly multiplied and squirmed, and outlined a fallen circle filled with purgatory text! The nobles dragged a corpse, and the caster offered souls to communicate and connect with other worlds.

"boom!!!"

Painhurs frowned, and a pillar of flames soaring into the sky suddenly erupted from the distant village! The disgusting atmosphere of evil instantly spread to the surroundings. The dark red flames of **** burned through the white clouds, burned through the blue sky, and even burned through some invisible barriers, hitting in the sky. , Tear out a cobweb-like, extremely broken, dense death fissure!

The little devil, who curled up on the left shoulder of the great chief and took a nap, gently opened his eyes, and together with thousands of people and horses, looked solemnly towards the broken sky.