Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The commander who planned this night raid was a Tefrin Muhu (the name of the sacrificial personnel by Zoroastrianism) who was wearing a scarlet robe on the outside of the golden scale armor.

Brilliant and dazzling flame patterns, gold-forged emblems and pendants, densely decorated with sacrificial robes, every movement of Da Muhu will cause double-digit gold decorations to shake and collide on his robes. There was a crisp sound of impact.

Around this half-devil sacrifice, a group of Teflin soldiers, wearing heavy armor, holding mace hammers, and large shields, stood quietly on the navy flagship: one of a larger merchant ship, like scarlet sculptures. Above, listen to Da Muhu’s pious and profane prayer.

It took ten minutes for the half-devil sacrifice to complete the singing of divine art. Under the mighty power of Da Mu's guard and purgatory demon lord, more and more black clouds covered the bright starry sky.

The howling wind is like the hand of death, tearing the tranquil sea. The monstrous waves, lifted into the sky by the storm, are falling heavily to the surface of the sea, making a terrifying loud noise!

"Damn! Are those mages all rubbish? They predicted that tonight will be a cloudless, clear night!"

The wave of horror hit the solid hull of the three-masted galleon. The Roman soldiers who watched the night hurriedly grasped the ship's sides and masts to avoid being thrown into the bottomless abyss by the swaying deck.

A large number of sleeping soldiers climbed up from the floor amid the violent bumps, clutching their heads and knees, yelling and cursing, trying to understand the current intelligence in confusion.

"The time has come."

Da Mu Hu panted heavily and gently adjusted his pleated collar. Accompanied by the crisp sound of gold colliding with each other, he raised the long sword in his hand high.

"Tick."

A drop of cold water accumulated in the dark cloud suddenly fell from the sky and hit the metal sword surface.

The crisp sound seemed to herald the beginning of the disaster. The continuous heavy rain stirred up ripples on the turbulent sea. The illuminated torches were extinguished by the heavy rain, making the light dim. .

In this case, even the dim vision of the high elves could not play a big role. The legion mainly composed of drow elves did not participate in this naval battle, and ordinary soldiers did not dare to disturb the high-ranking entourage mage.

The demons rowed light boats, like ghosts on the sea, quickly approaching the fleet of the Roman Empire under the cover of night and heavy rain.

With the passage of time, the scale of this violent storm has become more and more terrifying. A stern and terrifying golden lightning, like an upside-down giant tree falling from the sky! The terrifying electric light will shine on the dark sea like day!

The Roman soldiers widened their eyes in surprise. Under the shining light of the sky, they finally found the trace of the enemy: fishing boats packed with Persian demons and blood axe orcs, densely entrenched the entire sea! Less than a hundred feet away from your own fleet!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Blow the horn!!!"

"It's those half-devil bastards!"

"Look, there is something hiding in the clouds!"

The quiet fleet was instantly broken by the chaotic noise. The legionnaire raised his head in surprise: Three terrifying black shadows in the shape of dragons slowly appeared in the clouds that were shining with thousands of electric lights! Quickly approach the fleet!

"boom!!!"

The sound of deafening thunder pierced the sky! Heralds the beginning of a war!

The bow fortress of twenty three-masted sailing ships, like the mouth of a dragon's blood basin, sprayed out an incomparably thick golden water column. The viscous golden liquid, attacking like mercury, is pervasive, permeating every gap in the Persian fishing boat, every hole in the scale armor of the demon, and what is more terrifying is that the texture of these viscous liquids is very light, floating on the surface of the sea. The whirlpool, and even every stormy wave, will not be submerged by the sea at all.

"Fire!"

Under the command of the commander, the controller of the Greek fire injected fiery flames into the golden grease. In an instant, twenty golden water jets burned into the sky, like twenty arch bridges of blazing flames, illuminating the entire battlefield. Burning everything along the road.

Not long after, a high-temperature flame burning on the sea separated the Roman and Persian fleets on both sides of the wall of fire.

Although the demon descendants have high resistance to flames, the boats snatched from fishermen and merchants cannot withstand the burning of the flames. In the flames, they uttered mournful wailing and disintegrated one by one. Sank.

Thousands of half-magic sailors without armor, biting their weapons, plunged into the deep sea and swam through the burning walls on the sea, trying to force the empire's warships.

More than a dozen Teflins threw out the metal hooks on their waists, firmly fixed the side of the ship, and tried to climb upwards and board the ship.

However, when they just showed up, they found a small group of Roman soldiers standing on the side of the ship, a heavy iron-plated tower shield, like a moving wall, blocking their way, a delicate and sharp thick-spine long sword, Draw a sharp arc in the air! On these half-human and half-devil bodies, blood-colored scars were torn apart!

"Don't panic! Don't panic!"

In the chaos, Quintuchus raised the sacred eagle flag LEG·XXX·COH·I of the 30th Urpius Victory Legion, the first battalion, and worked hard to regroup in the storm. The chaotic army boosted the morale of the soldiers. He wiped the rain off his face, hissing and roaring.

"The Persians don't have big ships, they can't board our ships! Soldiers, keep the sidestrings! Let these humble **** come and go! Let them see, the power of the Twelfth Thunder Legion! For the Empire! !!!"

"For the Empire!!!"

Suddenly, three adult blue scale evil dragons, surrounded by thousands of electric lights, roared and swooped down the dark clouds. On top of their vigorous body, every piece of blue dragon scales was entwined with golden electric lights. Three thunder beams full of the thickness of the tank, accompanied by the deafening sound of thunder, bombarded the dark pits on the deck of the three-masted sailboat.

Compressed and condensed with thousands of electric currents, the thunder ray just burned through the ship's deck directly, destroying and tearing all the hull structures along the way! In the end, the bottom of the battleship was destroyed, and tons of icy seawater surrounded by blue electric lights rushed into the broken cabin madly!

A few unlucky ghosts were unfortunately affected by the thunder. Amid the miserable wailing, their fragile flesh and blood skin was first electrocuted out of the thunder tattoos of tree branches, and then gradually burned into a pitch-black coke by the high-temperature electric current. .

"WAAAGH!!!"

Another golden lightning that engulfed most of the sky fell in the sky, and exploded huge waves on the rough sea. The terrifying electric light cast the huge shadow of the blue dragon on the Roman fleet, planting the deepest fear in their souls.

At the same time, the blood axe orcs riding on the dragon's back also started to move. They opened their arms, jumped, and jumped directly off the dragon's back-there is a layer of film similar to the dragon's wings that connects them. The body, with the inside of the arms. One storm kid, like a flying squirrel with outstretched wings, descended from the sky!

The night watchmen looked up in shock. The dark skins were covered with golden lightning patterns. In the dark night when they couldn't see their fingers, these green-skinned monsters were almost like piercing lightning, accompanied by thunder. The deafening battle roar fell from the sky!

Although, some unlucky ghosts did not grasp the right direction, head down, and a fierce son plunged into the sea, and there was no more movement. However, there are still 80% of Storm Boys who successfully landed on the ship's deck with the help of the latest technology of the blood axe master: the electric magic hang glider.

"It's now! Climb!"

Seeing the azure dragon swooping across the sky, a considerable number of Roman soldiers were horrified, and hundreds of demon-born sailors threw out more metal hooks and climbed frantically.

A large number of soldiers were still wearing armor on the lower deck. Some of the night watch troops were frightened by the dragon, and some were fighting fiercely with the green skin that fell from the sky. For a while, they were caught off guard. They could only watch dozens of naked upper bodies and bite. Teflin sailor with a machete, boarded the ship’s deck

"clang!!!"

Quintuchus held the eagle flag high in his left hand, and wielded a thick-spine long sword forged from fine gold in his right hand. He fought with a storm boy who fell from the sky. The swords and axes intersected, accompanied by a clear and beautiful sound of impact, everywhere. The sparkling sparks illuminate the entire dark night sky.

The sound of shouting and killing, the roar of battle, and the wailing were mixed together, and the sound of thunder, the sound of waves, and the sound of golden ge resonated across the sky!

Quintuchus' sharp blade, like lightning, passed through the dark rain. For the first time, the terrible blade chopped off the wrist of the orc. The crack of the bones was as smooth as a mirror, and the dripping blood seemed to be The tide that bursts the embankment generally gushes out!

The second slash, the thick blade of the sword, cut through the leather of Skug, and the orc's chest, setting off a bright and magnificent red arc in the air.

The third stabbing, the sharp point of the sword, pierced the enemy’s nasal bones and plunged deep into the green-skinned skull. Quintuchus swiftly rotated his wrist, accompanied by the terrible sound of metal and flesh rubbing against the orcs. On the head, a huge transparent hole was rotated.

The Roman general kicked the dead green skin, took advantage of the flow in a fountain of brains and blood, and drew out his sword. He shouted the name of the empire and looked at the two-meter-high green-skinned boy. , There were even more demon-born sailors than him, and they launched a desperate charge without fear.

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