Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Julian calendar 405, Maya month, the seventeenth. (May 17, 405 AD)

Caucasus fortress

"The enemy is coming! My goodness! Lots of soldiers!"

"Prepare for war! Prepare for war!"

"Smash to death! They! Boom the city! Open fire!!!"

"WAAAGH!!!"

Seeing the sky full of smoke and dust rising in the distance, the Caucasus fortress transformed into a trash mountain range by green skin suddenly became very noisy.

The bloodthirsty roar of the orcs, the sharp and cruel roar of the goblins, the stammering and loud battle roar of the hill giant, suddenly gathered into a chaotic death battle song.

"Soldiers! Ready to fight!"

Christian, who was named the supreme commander of the Caucasus fortress by the warchief, walked out of her camp coldly. The bright sunshine sprinkled on her thin body, and the exotic coffee-colored skin was even more dazzling.

The petite and lovely bard snapped his fingers softly, and a carillon full of arcane energy appeared in front of her. Christian picked up the bell at will, and struck a series of impassioned bells on it. Voice of war! The turbulent melody rippled in the air with brilliant and brilliant glory.

As soon as the song was played, the black mare immediately left the carillon. A seven-string guqin full of arcane energy also appeared in Christian’s arms in a flash. At that moment, the wood was full of fairy runes. The body of the piano is deeply plunged into the snow peaks in front of her chest, rippling with fascinating flesh-colored ripples, a pair of dexterous hands skillfully playing with the flexible strings, playing a majestic and long boundless tune, with the reverberation around the beam, All day long.

Christian once again placed the instrument in his hand on the ground gently. With his slender hands, he pinched out a mysterious seal, seductive vermilion lips, trembling slightly, and chanted arcane spells.

What is surprising is that after leaving the hands of the musician, those two instruments are still playing the terrifying arcane sound!

A big orc looked at the black man and horse in shock. He is a war poet, but he has no way to cast spells while singing songs! Not to mention playing two tunes at the same time!

That hitting the piano thing is to boost morale, and the seven-string thing is to boost combat power...How is this possible, completely beyond my own knowledge!

Christian satisfactorily looked at the new strategy she had learned from the elves—melody casting. With this ability, she had already got rid of the shackles of the bard, and could continue to play with the invisible and incorporeal arcane hand. With the freed hands and vermilion lips, you can continue to cast spells!

Under the double ensemble that covered the entire fortress, the hill giants, orcs, and goblins found themselves boiled with enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and even their muscles swelled a bit! The combat power has been greatly improved!

The goblin sitting on the shoulders of the war giant even felt that the accuracy of his operation of bombing the city was improved in the singing.

"Fire!!!"

"call----"

With an order from Christian, countless counterweights of bombing garbage fell heavily on the ground, causing the gravity arm to project a horrible giant rock, and the howling sound of countless rocks tearing the air, like thousands Thousands of banshees wailed terribly in the sky!

The first wave rushed forward and tried to destroy the fortifications with a battering ram, fuel and fat. Teflin was immediately caught off guard by the bombing garbage. The huge rocks were hit by the thunderous roar of the sky. In the middle of the army, there was dust and blood in the sky, and the unstoppable falling rocks. In the first wave of assaulting troops, ploughed blood gullies representing blood!

And in that tattered mountain of rubbish, it is actually a defensive fort built by the orcs' technical tyrants. The cone-shaped mountain range more than 10 meters high is divided into three layers from bottom to top, and countless orc boys are running in it. The large and small gaps formed by the piled up of waste stones and wooden boards have become natural shooting holes for the green skins. A heavy crossbow with the same weird longbow roared out a rain of death arrows that covered the sky and covered the sun!

There are countless invisible arrow towers that are integrated with the garbage heap, and the turrets roared terribly. Spears, arrows, flying stones, and even the dark green lightning of the green-skinned psionicist, all poured on the enemy's body. .

Some Teflins kept their expressions of consternation until they died, so they rushed to the bottom of the garbage fortress, and they were about to take out the torch and burn this layer of defense. However, who would have thought that a bunch of broken pieces would burst out suddenly! Revealing a scorpion crossbow abandoned by the Romans?

There was no base for the thing, the front sight disappeared, and the broken bow arm dangling on the body.

However, a green-skinned man aimed at himself with the **** on his shoulders, and a Skug with the sight of a crosshair scolded his master. After the latter shook his arm, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger!

Accompanied by the deafening sound of the string, a large amount of sawdust, rivets, trash, gushing out like a tide! Howling completely submerged yourself!

"Roar!!!"

Seeing that the siege troops were close enough, Ferrol also commanded his giant, throwing terrifying boulders into the sky. In a short time, 800 boulders roared up to the high dome and flew past the orcs. After the garbage barrier, like a landslide and tsunami, swept toward the half-devil army!

For the tribe, the passionate double chorus sounded like a desperate death in Teflin.

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Soon, the first wave of tentative attacks by the Abkhazian coalition forces was repelled by the tribe, but a few greenskins turned to look at the bard with enthusiastic eyes.

"I thought about it, I also want to make a war song that can make the boys more WAAAGH like that lady of the centaur!"

A big green-skinned man looked at the bard enviously. He scratched his bare green head, picked up a skinned drum, tied it to his chest, and pulled off several helmets of different sizes and materials from the heads of goblins and orcs, and buckled them again. On the ground, knock with a stick to determine the different timbres.

Suddenly, the big guy's inspiration flashed, and he struck a bunch of tatters on the ground desperately. It was really like a carefully made musical instrument, and it made precise music.

7777, 7777, 7771, 7567, 6-6, 67576, 3176, 6576, 5434, 56423!

At the end of the prelude, the big guy sang loudly in the adoring eyes of the green-skinned boys, and the rude and savage tone echoed back and forth inside the fortress!

"Brother Mao, brother Mao, warlord, skill tyrant!

Fuck brother, Mao brother, warlord, skill tyrant!

The green torrent that has always been heroic,

Your army has been famous all over the world in many times.

Your army has been famous all over the world in many times.

Army of Green Leather, Army of Green Leather,

Army of Green Leather, Army of Green Leather,

Love your clan with deep affection.

Defeat your enemy and let him suffer the humiliation he deserves.

Defeat your enemy and let him suffer the humiliation he deserves! "

"Good! Sing well!"

"WAAAGH!!!"

Seeing the big guy singing, the green-skinned boys in the audience were also very excited, stomping their feet, knocking on the shield, and many people even learned to sing with him!

"Hahaha! From now on, this will be our war anthem! The chief said, when the battle is over, we will sing this song and go to the south to play bean sprouts! WAAAGH!!!"

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