Augustus Under the Horseshoe

After commanding the combat mission in one breath, the lord of the Twelfth Army gave a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, he seemed to have reacted to something. The whole person instantly froze in place, his dark face, scared. As white as ice and snow.

"Change the order! Let those who accompany the army mages to the flagship report of the 30th Ulpius Victory Legion! Execute it immediately!"

Malfurion yelled in panic.

"Everyone! Abandon the ship! I thought of that **** green skin, what he was talking about, he used orc language to leak the coordinates of my flagship! Everyone! Take the escape boat, go as far as possible!"

The lord of the legion quickly organized his own corps guard, evacuated from the 12-headed snake lizard, and destroyed most of the giant ship. After confirming that the legionaries were all evacuated, Malfurion became a huge cat-headed nighthawk.

The **** and glamorous female elf, from the forked sacrificial white robe, raised a slender and round thigh, and lightly straddled the legion commander’s back, almost like a Persian war elephant, a huge cat-headed night eagle, riding With a frenzied storm, he flew into the dark night sky.

Almost when they fluttered their wings and flew, the four huge meteorites entwining the flames of **** whizzed and shredded the dark clouds, dragged thick tail smoke, and exposed them to everyone.

Numerous surging molten rivers gurgled on the hard surface of the meteorite. Burning, eroded a series of terrible searing cracks, four burning meteorites, in the process of falling, continue to fall apart, thousands of burning fragments, accompanied by dripping thick magma, melted Make a dazzling and magnificent flame torrential rain, which will be the empty flagship, and it will be riddled with holes.

"boom!!!"

Four flaming meteorites hit the flagship of the Twelfth Thunder Legion at almost the same moment. The heavy lava boulder directly pierced the ship's hull! The scorching molten slurry instantly boiled the cold sea water, raising a large scorching white mist on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, four shocking huge explosions almost shook the head of the legionnaire’s eardrums. The violent blast wave engulfed the burning flames of **** and the shocking hot lava, roaring, roaring, howling, swallowing Everything around! The explosion of fire shining nearby like day!

"Damn! I hope the captain of the 30th Legion has not been found by those bastards, and we have to join him immediately and rebuild the command system!"

Seeing the flagship of the legion that was shattered in the meteor burst, the lord of the twelfth legion was trembling with anger. After the fire cloud caused by the explosion and the black fog that covered the sky dissipated, the sea, boiled by the flames, was already in the explosion and turned into a terrifying giant whirlpool, like a crack in hell, swallowing all nearby debris.

Fortunately, the people of the Twelfth Army evacuated in time, and there was only one spare escape boat, which was caught in the whirlpool of the explosion.

The soldiers uttered desperate shouts, frantically paddling the oars on both sides, the sea boiled by **** flames, splashed with countless drops of hot water, burning the soldiers' skins.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get rid of the terrifying gravity of the vortex. The hull slowly tilted and retreated, and finally, all fell into the bottomless abyss.

"Tyrande! Can you perceive the location of the caster? The opponent should be nearby! I'm going to fly over to kill him and feed the fish!"

"I'm looking for it! The other party is hiding deeply!"

Pastor Drow lay on the back of the cat-headed Nightingale, clutching his lover's feathers tightly, searching for traces of arcane fluctuations in the air, but found nothing.

"First join up with the leader of the 30th Legion. There are also many masters on the other side. We may not be able to fight just by us."

"Tsk."

The lord of the Twelfth Legion, barely suppressing his boundless anger, spread his wings and flew towards the distance.

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In the distance, an assault fleet composed of hundreds of fishing boats and merchant ships, carrying tens of thousands of Teflin sailors, tried to outflank and assault the flanks of the fleet,

The wall of flames forged by Greek fire delayed the arrival of the war and allowed the Romans to have enough time to regain their strength-the real battle has just begun.

The black cloud covered the moon, the thunder roared, and the violent wind rolled up the huge waves, slapped the fleets of both sides heavily.

Under such extreme conditions, even the huge double-deck sailboats were torn apart in the storm. As for the single-deck galleys used for rapid assaults, they were like light and fragile objects that were blown by the wind. The stormy waves were easily thrown into the air.

At this moment, an upside-down giant thunder tree flashed out of the dark clouds again, and the pale light instantly illuminated the entire pitch-black battlefield-countless Roman and Persian boats were completely destroyed by the storm, hundreds of soldiers , Swaying their limbs desperately in the air, their desperate voices and their tiny flesh and blood were all swallowed by the surging sea.

With the passage of time, the mighty demon fleet approached the left wing of the Roman fleet-there were hundreds of single-deck galleys made of bronze and wood, and there was the old and flexible small fleet of the tauren. .

"Turn left! Face the devil, go forward at full speed!!!"

The Great Chief of the Tauren: Huen Gaoling, raising the giant spear in his hand high-the two-meter-long spear shaft is the thickness of an adult man’s arm, and the top is more than one meter thick. Spine Blade, this terrifying weapon, is simply a combination of spear and giant sword.

The tauren beside him took a deep breath. The strong chest muscles covered with brown hair swelled like a balloon, and the huge horn beside his mouth, under the full blow of the tauren, made a sound that was more than thunderous. , Ju Lang's high-pitched sound even more piercing and harsh!

A pair of soft bull ears, all erected, listening to the command of the tauren chief, they turned the rudder to the left one after another, and the bronze horns on the bow of the ship reflected the stern cold under the pale lightning. mango!

"Maximum speed!!!"

The commanders on both sides roared one after another. A team of slender warships from the previous era, and a team of crude civilian ships, like two trains running towards each other, drove the stormy sea and slammed into it. To the other side, in the turbulent sea, stirred up waves!

"Hold on to the ship's side!!!"

The bronze horns of the warships were like siege mallets and sharp lances, which directly shredded the fragile hull of the demon descendant. The fishing boats were torn apart by the tauren warship, thousands of pieces. Thousands of pieces of broken wooden residues covered the entire turbulent sea!

And the tauren’s warship, in the violent impact, also made an ominous creaking sound. A dozen tauren were directly shocked into the air by the huge counter-shock force, and then, one after another. Under the protection of hemp rope, he smashed back to the seat where he was paddling. Without these ancient and simple seat belts, at least two-digit tauren would fall into the sea.

In one encounter, at least 20 fishing boats fell apart under the attack of the bronze horns. Hundreds of demons screamed and fell to the surface. The tauren screamed and screamed deafening and terrible roars, sliding the boats frantically. Continue to rush forward, trying to use the bronze horns to tear more enemy ships!

Finally, after an average of every warship smashed two enemy ships, leaving behind a pile of waste, wood, and the struggling demons, their momentum of impact was finally caught in the wind and the waves, and the back row of Teflin Contained by the fleet.

Seeing this situation, the sailors on both sides discarded the oars, untied their bodies, took up their weapons, and narrowly arranged a neat square in the narrow fleet, taking the turbulent ships under their feet as land. Try to jump on the ship that helped the place to start a hearty and **** fight!

The sky-shaking roar resounded through the sky, and the dripping flesh and blood was flying all over the sky!

The Tauren who jumped to help successfully, in the Teflin navy, is like no man's land. When both parties were afraid of falling into the water and drowning without wearing armor, the equipment advantages of humans and monsters were completely wiped out.

The devil’s scimitar is difficult to cut through the thick hair and skin of the tauren, while the scarlet skin of the half-human and half-devil is like thin paper, torn apart by the opponent's sharp horns and heavy axe!

Huen Gaoling rushed to the forefront of the herd, accompanied by the sky-shaking battle cry. He lowered his head, and a few javelins whizzing from him, rubbing a long string of stern sparks on his bronze helmet.

The tauren chief rushed, and was transformed into antler-shaped terrifying horns by various bronzes and steels, like a bulldozer, piercing and tearing the skin of four or five demons at the same time! They tore their fragile fronts to pieces.

"Roar!!!"

Hu En let out a low growl and slammed his strong neck muscles. Seven or eight sailors stuck on his horns were flung out by the monster, wailing, screaming, screaming, and falling heavily. In the icy sea.

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"Isn't this the fifth century? How come these Cretan tauren and half-man and half-devil sea battles are still in the Hippo War period..."

The war between the tauren and Teflin happened to break out in front of the men and horses. Seeing the **** fight between them, the warchief couldn't help but complain.

"Chief, what are we going to do? The communication is completely broken, and we can't contact the other Romans. There was originally a centurion and a small group of soldiers on the ship who were responsible for giving us orders, but..."

The howling man stood on the deck, with his excellent dark vision, looking around the battle situation, the terrifying fire from the meteor burst was as bright as a thousand suns, dazzling, attracting the eyes of everyone nearby, and Al'Akir grabbed a half-elf wearing a horizontal crown and iron helmet: a tragic and terrible wound, which traversed most of his body, and the broken iron ring fell to the ground, blood entrapped the internal organs, flowing The deck is all over.

This poor centurion, the opponent was brutally killed during Green Skin's first raid.

"The farther away from them, the better."

While wiping the blood off his body, Painhurs interrogated the captured demon-born wizard, and said without looking back.

Hearing the command of the warchief, several common-speaking men and horses immediately jumped into the lower deck, and shouted at the hundreds of slaves who were rowing frantically in the upper and lower cabins.

"See the flames over there?"

"I see, Master Monster."

The cowering slaves nodded in a hurry.

"Hear the deafening roar of the tauren over there?"

"I heard it, my lord."

The slaves desperately slid the huge oars, trying to show their diligence and hard work in front of their masters.

"well."

Centaur nodded gently.

"Right-turn rudder... or left-turn rudder? I don't know your sailor terminology. In short, the farther away from those two places, the better!"

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