Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Julian calendar four hundred years, Julius month, the second day. (February 2, 200 AD)

Iron Cage·Discussion Camp

An extremely exquisite and magnificent tactical chessboard occupies most of the space of the conference round table.

This chessboard outlines all the mountains and rivers of Chiriqia, as well as the terrorist line of defense that the commander is proud of. In the camp, there were at least three legion leaders wearing mythril armor and embroidered gold and red robe, and two-digit army mage staring at the chessboard. Those one by one represented the Eastern Roman Empire and the Sassanian Persian army. Beautiful chess pieces.

In the west, blood-colored statues of legionnaires are carved one after another, arranged in a neat and uniform square. Covering the scorpion crossbows, archers, and mages behind them, they output wildly.

In the east, the hideous chess pieces engraved with demon-born cavalry and purgatory devil are like bloodless monsters, madly biting the defense lines of the empire.

After a long deduction, the decisive battle between the two commanders of the corps, calculated with each other, finally reached the most critical moment.

It may be because of the hard work of studying all the year round. Masters are smarter than others, and they learn all kinds of knowledge and skills faster. Therefore, while providing magical support, the army mage is also responsible for providing advice to the legion commander.

"You made a mistake in your judgment, Commander Zhan."

The lord of the second legion: Julian, wiped the sweat from his temples. At the suggestion of some wizards, he used a large number of chess pieces representing the war elephants and the purgatory devil as bait to seduce the firepower of the empire and deceive the military commander. judgment.

Although his chess pieces suffered heavy losses, after Peturabo made a decision error, the master of the Hercules legion let a holy cavalry engraved with the burning nightmare and the scarlet devil, directly in the extremely corrosive battle. Break a path of blood! The slender lance, pointed directly at the handsome banner of the leader of the Fourth Army!

"The 208th deduction, Sasanian Persian victory. Damn it! One failure is all lost! Fortunately, this is just an exercise!"

Commander Zhan sighed and sat down on the wooden chair annoyed. He remembered the lesson of this failure deeply in his mind, avoiding the same situation on the battlefield.

A total of 208 deductions, the number of times the empire has won, only 104 times. Fifty percent chance... I really don't dare to bet.

The eight legion commanders carefully weighed the comparison of the forces between the Eastern Roman Empire and Sassanid Persia, over and over again, tirelessly deducing the direction of the war.

Today, the steel cage they built and the heroic soldiers of the eight legions are the last barrier between the empire and the abyss of destruction.

Although this barrier is a terrifying thickness of forty-four kilometers, if you really lose the battle, then everything in the empire will be forever!

The legion that was dragged on the southern front by the orcs and the heart-scarcers had no way to retreat and return for help.

"Even if you count the Seventeenth Legion of Word Bearers, and the 20,000 cavalry men and horses, our numbers are not enough, not enough! The Persians are defeated, and they can withdraw to their lair! If we are defeated, we really have nothing! "

Julian also sat down to rest with a sullen expression, thinking about how to recapture the occupied land.

"If, I mean if. If we are in more elite troops, more weights, the scale of victory will completely tilt towards us."

"Or, we will stay here honestly, waiting for Folgrim of the Third Cyrenaica Legion, or the drow mistress, to triumph on the southern front, swarm north, and attack the King of Kings together.

Do not ask for merit, but ask for no fault. Blocking the Persians here is the greatest contribution we can make to the empire. "

Peturabo rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the brain pain caused by overthinking.

"Zhanshuai! Good news!"

Just when the discussion hall fell into silence, suddenly, a messenger opened the camp of the parliament hall and said beamingly.

"Reinforcements, the reinforcements promised by Augustus is here!"

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The two legion commanders hurriedly led their own guards to the west of the line of defense: masses of dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, accompanied by a deafening thunder roar, were approaching here quickly!

No, it was not dark clouds, the roar of the sky, nor the roar of thunder, but the noisy sound of thousands of wings that hit the air at the same time.

Under the words of Augustus that were half threatening and half temptation, a total of three thousand faceless harpies, flapping their wings to cover the sky, finally flew from the mountains of Greece to the front line of war.

"It's...it's so beautiful."

With the approach of these banshees, a perfect ketone body with no strands of strands was suddenly exposed in front of the Legionnaires' eyes.

The round and slender legs, the waist with a full grip, the towering snow peaks, and the fascinating face that is so beautiful and thrilling are enough to make everyone fascinated.

Their arms and calves are covered with brightly colored feathers. Their hands and feet are like sharp eagle claws. A pair of huge black wings stretch out from their naked jade backs. Three thousand pairs of wings strike at the same time. The sound of the sky is enough to overshadow the thunder that shook the sky.

What is amazing is that their eagle claws and wings did not destroy the feminine beauty of these human-faced harpies, but added a wildness to them. Uninhibited special beauty.

The long-distance flight made the naked bodies of these monsters covered with crystal beads of sweat, as if they were naked girls who had just come out of the bath, raising their level of charm once again.

Some of the Legionnaires who were not strong enough, just stared at the ketone body of the human face Harpy, discarded the sword and shield in their hands, walked out of the fortifications with blurred eyes, in their ambiguous chuckles, crazy. Opened his arms.

At that moment, they seemed to have forgotten their lover, their wives and children, and even their own glory and responsibility as a legionnaire. They just wanted to plunge into the soft embrace of each other without waking up from a dream.

"Chief Aviana! Don't make this kind of joke to my people, otherwise, the Fourth Scythus Army will regard you as an enemy of the Empire. Your habitat will be destroyed, and your people will be slaughtered. Or slavery."

Seeing his soldiers, being played between the palms of his hands by these monsters, Zhan Shuai felt a little bit frustrated.

I saw that Peturabo rubbed his palms at will, and the air immediately rippled with terrifying arcane ripples, a blazing fireball the size of a basin, accompanied by the blazing high temperature and distorted light. On the right palm of Zhan Shuai, there was a blazing fire.

Even more terrifying is that this flame is not a normal orange-red color, but a azure blue color that represents pure arcane power! It is exactly the same as the sculpture of the sun **** in Rhode Island, the eternal arcane flame.

"Just kidding, Elf, don't be nervous, relax, relax."

The headed eagle banshee, flapping a pair of white wings like ice and snow, slowly fell from the sky. Long silver hair, following her graceful body curve, hangs down to the position of her feet. From a distance, it seemed as if a sacred angel descended on the mortal kingdom.

Chief Aviana, under the threat of arcane flames, continued to tease the nerves of the commander Zhan, her coquettish face, put on a pitiful appearance, a pair of good-looking eyes, instantly accumulated a layer of misty water The fog sent a surging autumn wave to Peturabo.

"I said, stop."

Commander Zhan was unmoved, his iron-gray eyes were as cold and ruthless as metal, and the blazing fireball in his hand even expanded once again.

He couldn't understand the characteristics of these human-faced harpies-hiding in this beautiful skin is an extremely cruel, bloodthirsty and despicable soul.

"It is hard to imagine that there are creatures that are more evil and hateful than the human-faced harpy. They take pleasure in causing death and suffering. These sadistic harriers are always looking for the next victim.

The harpy likes to fascinate the unfortunate travelers with their magical singing, and then lead them to the terrible **** where pain and torture coexist. Only after the harpy gets tired of its new "toys" Will use death to end their suffering-that is, kill them and eat them. Anyone who indulges in their beauty will only become a thick bone. "

———Makado "Greek Monster Illustrated Book"

"Sisters, stop and stop playing with these poor boys."

Aviana waved her silver wings in fear, so that her harpy would no longer play with the soldiers of the empire.

"As a price for inviting us to the war, your chief has promised to provide us with a considerable amount of playthings."

"That's natural. We have captured many Persian captives. If you are interested, they will all belong to you."

Seeing the soldiers returning to their posts ashamed and ashamed of their saneness gradually recovered, the lord of the Fourth Legion reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and began to evaluate how useful these three thousand human-faced harpies could play on the battlefield?

"boom--"

Accompanied by the trembling earth, a series of magnificent bodies that pierced the sky gradually emerged from the northern hills. Hundreds of giant tribes living in the mountains of Asia Minor slowly joined the empire's army.

Right now, there is another tribe of fire giants and storm giants, joining the ranks of the warlords, and there are already a thousand giants actually controlled by Peturabo.

The chief of the Fire Giants tribe is 13 feet tall, and his whole body is protected by a tailor-made heavy chain armor.

The heavy armor seemed to have been burned by flames for a long time, covered with pitch-black soot, some metal chains, and even just like steel that had just been baked, showing a terrifying red color.

And the tattered cloak covering the shoulders of the fire giant was also stained with large stains, and after being burned, the remaining sparks of sparks, with a slight wind blowing, those sparks of sparks would turn into bunches of fiery flames.

Even more terrifying was his weapon—it was a terrifying hatchet that was larger than the fire giant itself—the Romans had no doubt that that thing could easily cut a mammoth in half.

Compared to the fire giant king who is heavily armored and armed to the teeth, the leader of the storm giant is almost naked, covering his crotch with only a piece of animal skin. Large chunks of strong, burly muscles like a hill, as well as rare purple skin, are exposed naked in the air.

This purple giant not only did not wear armor, but did not even carry any weapons.

However, Peturabo could tell at a glance—his fists were tied by an archmage whose accomplishments were no longer below him, the technique of magic teeth that was always too high, and his waist was as thick as his shoulders. A monk's belt that can strengthen the monk's unarmed attacks, and his sturdy wrist is also wearing a huge combo bracer. If you remember correctly, this thing can make the monk hit the target with a terrifying gust of wind like a storm.

A storm giant monk? What the hell? When he fights, should he bend down and use his super-large fist, Euler's hammer to the floor? Using storm-like gusts of gusts of wind, hammering the demons into **** meat sauce?

Although he was surprised in his heart, the lord of the Fourth Legion warmly received the leaders of the two giants.

"Welcome to Yumu, the king of the fire giant, and the chief of the storm giant: Mr. Platinum Star, you have fulfilled your promise to the empire and joined our army! With your help, the empire will surely win the final victory!"

"Prefix!!!"

The storm giant monk murmured dissatisfiedly. He confidently raised a pair of big scary fists. The long black hair on top of his head was like seaweed.

"According to our tradition, my full name is called the invincible platinum star!!!"