Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The entire Roman army raised their weapons in joy, and burst out with deafening cheers like a mountain whirling and a tsunami. Excited by the arrival of an Augustus, they gradually saw that riding on the shoulders of the white dragon. The terrifying lich above: Although it is impossible to tell his identity from the face, the top of the staff in his hand is divided into two branches, the thick one, with the skeleton of the ogre hanging, and the thin one. The skull of an orc-they all wear a gorgeous crown made of gold.

One of the five emperors, the destroyer of Dacia, the conqueror of Parthia, and the man who extended the territory of the Roman Empire to the pinnacle: Marcus Urpius Nerva Trajanus.

"Roar!!!"

An extremely large azure dragon uttered a fearless roar. Every gorgeous scale on his body was filled with terrifying bloodline magic, making everyone nearby cold hands and feet, breathing difficulties, and terrifying arcane magic. The giant dragon disappeared without a trace in the sky under the gaze of everyone.

In the next second, accompanied by the distortion of the air and the sound of a terrifying storm, two blue figures covering the sky and the sun, one in front and one in the back, appeared beside Trajan, two stronger than stone pillars. A circle of sharp dragon claws pierced his fragile body at the same time! ! !

"It seems that this giant dragon has learned a lot of warlock things, which is a bit troublesome. In just a few seconds, it is impossible for him to complete a 180-degree turn while flying at high speed. What's more, this thing still Plenty of casting time! The other side behind me is a phantom!"

The Lich quickly completed his judgment with unbelievable speed.

"No, that's not right, this blue dragon is a warlock, and his idea should not be that simple. He can completely adjust his position and direction instantly with magic, ah, that's it, this dragon wants to use the mental inertia of normal people to create a trap? So what seems to be impossible behind is true?"

"No, no, it's impossible for him to not know how terrifying old antiques we liches are, and he can definitely see through his own little tricks, so this dragon deliberately deceived, his body should still be in front!"

Trajan’s extremely complex and terrifying thinking has entered the third level of thinking at the moment when the other party appeared, and he has delved into a deeper level, as if the two deadly claws that roared out for him. In terms of no threat.

"Hundreds of years, can you correct this problem! This is not a war! Every strategy requires careful thought and repeated thinking! This is the battlefield! How can there be time on the battlefield for you to think slowly! Fight both, no? Do you know which one is true?"

Seeing the Lich on his shoulders fell into deep thought, the super-large white scale dragon under his crotch let out a speechless roar.

This white-scaled dragon seems to be very old from the outside, but it is still full of the vitality of a young dragon, and it exudes an extremely tyrannical and terrifying breath of death.

Her white scales are no longer as dazzling as a mirror, and even mixed with some solid scales of light gray and light blue, and her eyes are even an extremely rare cyan-this blue-eyed white scale, the dragon named Sharanier , Zeng Jin accompanied Trajan during his death, conquered and fought most of the empire's territory.

"Roar!!!"

Sharanil opened his mouth full of terrifying fangs, and in a flash, the wind was violent and the tyrannical air currents engulfed the cold and bone-wintering wind, like a bright silver stormy wave, from the mouth of the white-scaled dragon. Gushing out! ! !

Under the impact and sweep of the violent wind, the blue scales on the dragon's body were instantly covered with countless stern and terrifying scratches, and countless pieces of ice fragments mixed in the storm, like countless sharp blades, Severely cut open the opponent's scales and skin, and after the blood oozes out, it immediately freezes and freezes.

For his six limbs and hundreds of skeletons, even dragon kisses, the corners of his eyes were covered with a thin layer of death ice. The blue dragon wanted to struggle, and the thin ice covering his wings showed a trace of cracks, but it still did not break. , The dragon that can't flap its wings, like an icy blue meteor, falling powerlessly downwards.

"Pattern!!!"

While the white dragon launched the breath attack, the extremely strong and slender dragon tail pulled out a loud ice flower in the air, and the blue dragon phantom behind him was instantly torn apart by its beat.

"Look, immortal, you think too much, the other party may only be on the first floor."

Sharaniel triumphantly showed off his achievements with his old friend, the blue dragon crashed to the ground, fell sturdily, raised the sky full of smoke and dust, and probably had several bones broken.

However, before he had time to exhale in pain, the old white scale dragon had adjusted its flight direction with a terrifying agility that did not match his body shape, like a huge white meteor, at the dragon's roar. , With the roar of the storm, one dived and hit him hard!

"Sizzle!"

The cruel old dragon used the most painful way to kill another dragon of the same origin. With the help of the charge, his claws entwined with air-conditioning icy debris, and he ripped open his soft chest without dragon scale protection. A huge rift.

And her huge, terrifying head was directly inserted into the opponent’s wound, using her terrifying bite force and rows of razor-sharp teeth, tearing all the way, chewing on the opponent’s warm flesh and blood, in the blue dragon In the painful roar, he bit the other's eight ribs alive and swallowed almost half of his internal organs!

"Roar!!!"

Sharaniel raised his huge head covered with blue dragon blood, and uttered a crazy roar at the rest of the dragon.

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"Everyone! Charge!!! Support our allies!!!"

With the emergence of the White Dragon Legion, the air superiority of Sasanian Persian ceased to exist. The King of Kings anxiously waved his handsome flag and ordered the entire mighty half-devil army to use the Immortal Army as the spearhead at all costs. The price charges forward, so that the archers and mages can support the war in the sky.

The tragic siege campaign broke out again, and accompanied by the sky-shaking roar, hundreds of thousands of Teflin were in the mountains of Cilicia, in the narrow gorge less than ten kilometers wide, advancing frantically, impacting The line of defense of the empire.

The immortal army is advancing steadily under the protection of the caster. They are like a strong and ruthless war fortress, ruthlessly tearing the empire’s defense line to pieces. Every time it is torn, there will be tens of thousands of heavy armored cavalry, accompanied by fierceness. The earth trembles, and the sound of horseshoes is as loud as a drum, like a sharp knife behind a hammer, violently impacting, cutting the legion of the empire.

For some reason, the first, fourth, seventh, and the three heads of the legion who came to the front line, none of them chose to resist. The infantry of the three legions seemed to be unable to withstand the ruthless charge of Sassanid Persian and took their own people in a hurry. Fleeing backwards, ordering a large number of auxiliary soldiers to hold the spears behind the palace, watching them fall in batches like weeds before the Immortal Army and the heavy cavalry!

In an hour, just an hour, the King of Kings tore three lines of defense in one breath. The mighty Destroyer Demon continued to advance three or four kilometers to the west, and he could even use the newly assembled siege equipment to throw There were rounds of death barrage covering the sky and the sun, covering the blue dragon on his side, and hurriedly evacuated.

"Stay in this state and keep going! All archers, keep an eye on the sky! Do those mammoths have enough rest? Pull out and continue charging if they have enough rest!!!"

The King of Kings nervously mobilized his army, and a terrifying lich who had lived for hundreds of years had already arrived here, and it was Augustus that they feared the most! The second Persian Empire that almost perished, the Trajan who conquered the capital of the Persian Empire and the Mesopotamia, and once divided the empire's land into countless Roman provinces!

"Your Majesty! Rear! Rear!"

Suddenly, an extremely panicked, ear-piercing voice reached the ears of Isi Ai I. He turned his head suddenly, but was horrified to discover: Behind him, is the eagle flag of the Five-faced Legion floating? !

The first Illyrian regiment.

The second Issulian regiment.

Third Cyrenaica Legion.

Fourth Matthias Regiment.

Fifteenth Apollo Regiment.

In the division of the five legions to ensure logistical supplies and lock out the enemy of Chiriqia, there were five legions. Under the guidance of a scarlet eagle flag, in an impassioned war song, Sassan was killed. The occupied area of ​​Persia appeared behind this destroying army.

Walking in the forefront of the five legions, there was an extremely handsome silver-haired man.

In the past few days, he did not know where he found some purple cloth, tied to the fangs hung on his shoulders, and when he rode a horse galloping, the six from the left and six from the right, a full twelve strips of purple satin would go into the wind. Flying, looking from a distance, like a pair of gorgeous purple wings!

"Fogrim! How could this be coming soon! There was no news from Chiliqiya! How could this be possible?"

The King of Kings furiously stood up from the golden throne. At this moment, the sound of horror like a mountain whistling and a tsunami erupted from the west!

First Italian Legion.

Second Legion of Hercules.

The Second Trajan's Legion.

The fourth Sisu runner-up regiment.

Seventh Claudia Legion.

Seventeenth Legion of Word Bearers.

Thirtieth Urpius Victory Corps.

Fifth Frost Ridge White Dragon Legion.

Although the casualties were heavy and they were extremely fatigued, the moment the reinforcements arrived, the flames of war in the hearts of the eight legions were rekindled! Each legion commander personally raised their eagle flag, led everyone, and launched a massive counterattack! Like two scarlet tides of terror, scouring this narrow mountain road less than ten kilometers wide!

The brows of Isière I frowned, and he finally understood what his worries over the past few days came from: he tore through more than a dozen defensive networks in one breath, but Peturabo was in fact seducing himself, a little bit, a little bit. Into his trap!

Now, when his army was tearing the line of defense, it was all crowded and jammed in the mountain roads of the mountains of Asia Minor, and at both ends, they were all imperial legions!

Sassanid Persia has accumulated a wealth of family for a hundred years, and the most elite army of destruction is surrounded by thirteen imperial legions!

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New map

Author's words: emm, the old map is lost after reinstalling the system. It is resetting to 2.0, and the enhanced version of mountains and rivers is added. Let's take a look at this first (dog head saves life)