Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Cuckoo! Don’t divulge your Majesty’s current information easily? What do you mean? The universal patriarch is now in a steel cage. If there is any disease, he can’t cure it? Are you sure he can’t even tell? !"

Commander Zhan raised his eyebrows in disbelief, and asked in a particularly puzzled way. However, what awaited him was only a dead silence. In terms of the dove's whisper, accompanied by the cooing sound of the dove, only a cold and simple Latin vocabulary came back.

"Yes."

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"Seeing a ghost, what is going on in Constantinople, the whole army retreats! Give up this line of defense!"

The lord of the Fourth Legion issued an angry roar. Although I don't know what happened to Constantinople, the fierce war is still going on.

Fortunately, the wooden line of defense that burned and turned into a wall of flames delayed the Sassanid Persian offensive and allowed his 4th Scythia Army to retreat calmly.

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Julian calendar four hundred years, Julius month, the eighteenth. (June 18, 400 AD)

Seven days before the time went back, the 30th Urpius Legion, under the order of the Acting Legion Commander Quintuchus, used teleportation to withdraw all upper-level generals from the chaotic battlefield.

Accompanied by the intense arcane fluctuations, they lay on the beach of the island of Cyprus and suddenly discovered that the former ten thousand army, now there are only ten generals in charge of ten battalions, and sixty centurions. There are more than 30 Eagle Standard Bearers, and an entire Austrian team of 100 people, the huge army, now there are only two hundred!

The only good news is that their legion commander, in the battle with the three-headed abyss refining demons, has basically healed, and is about to wake up from their deep sleep, re-lead them, out of this terrible desperation.

The nine generals of the Victorious Urpius Legion stared at Quintuchus with complex expressions. Although, he took the entire command structure of the 30th Legion and a **** eagle flag and withdrew from the battlefield, avoiding all The fate of annihilation, however, was reduced to a shameful deserter in a sense, leaving tens of thousands of soldiers to be buried in chaos and despair.

"However, this kid Quintuchus saved our lives anyway, and the retreat order was personally issued by him as the acting commander of the army. We can put all the responsibilities on him! In this way, when the legion commander wakes up, and even Augustus personally blames him, he can avoid the terrible punishment."

Two generals who are good at personal education whispered. Other high-level commanders, with the same idea, gradually moved away from Quintuchus's side, protecting the comatose lord of the legion. Even the six centurions under his first battalion could not help but retreat. After a step, an embarrassing crack appeared in the middle of the remnant of the 30th Legion.

"Hmph, now, go to nearby cities, villages, and conscript troops immediately! Don't cry to me here, with a sad face, the war is not over yet!

It doesn’t matter if those soldiers die. After training for a few years on the training ground and fighting for two in the **** battlefield, we can recast a powerful army, but you have been fighting on the battlefield for decades. The old thing is dead, who will teach the newcomers the knowledge of war? It will take several decades for our 30th Urpius Army to return to a normal level of warfare! "

Quintuchus couldn't help but sneer while watching the behavior of these colleagues.

"Now. Execute the order immediately and enlist all the young and middle-aged men in the vicinity. The salary and compensation of the enlisted soldiers are owed first. After the battle, they are distributed to their families. I am responsible for what goes wrong with Quintuchus! Legion! If I wake up, let me explain! For the glory of the 30th Urpius Victorious Legion!!!"

"For the glory of the 30th Urpius Victorious Legion."

The generals and centurions weakly bowed a military salute, carrying their own weapons and shields, trying to restore the size of the legion. Several devout priests continued to guard the legion’s lord, looking for a comfortable one. In the room, only Quintuchus was left, standing on the spot with a gloomy expression, and did not leave for a long time.

"Mighty Empire General, Acting Army Commander, haven't you made the final decision yet?"

Suddenly, accompanied by bursts of charming female voices, a fascinating dark shadow appeared quietly behind his scarlet cloak. The graceful and charming white body was looming in a layer of black veil as thin as cicada wings. Two jet-black wings that covered the sky and the sun suddenly bloomed on the waist that was gripped by her, exuding boundless pleasant breath to the surroundings.

This is a purgatory banshee that evolved from the Demon of Desire, only three levels lower than the level of Demon Refining in the Abyss, and integrates thousands of temptations, desires, and pleasures: pleasure demon.

"My dear, do you really want to resist all the responsibilities alone? Quintuchus? Under your orders, the empire lost an entire army! An entire army!

Can you imagine what punishment you will face? Can you imagine how terrifying anger will erupt after the Lord of the Legion wakes up? You have retained the command system of your legion for thousands of years, but no one will remember your feats, they will only remember that a traitor named Quintuchus destroyed his legion by himself! ",

"Shut up, shut up, devil. When I pay off your favor, I will immediately cut off your head and banish you back to Barto's Ninth Prison. I am willing to pay any price for my legion, even death. Nothing. Wrong, I violated a series of military terms and did not fight to the last minute. I might be cut off for it, but everyone in the legion will remember: I, Quintuchus saved them.

Maybe I will really die, but the Legion will remember my name and my deeds. "

The general of the empire sat on the ground a little bit decadently, and the voice of resistance became less determined.

"You did your best, you really did your best, dear, now, take a good rest."

The Delightful Demon sat gently beside Quintuchus, gently hugged his solid armor covered with blood and dust, making this exhausted and exhausted warrior lying on his soft On your legs, enjoy this moment of tranquility.

The imperial general sighed, looking up at the sky full of stars, and the pair of magnificent mountains hidden behind the dark clouds, and gradually closed his eyes.

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