Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Julian calendar 405, Maya month, the twenty-ninth day. (May 29, 405 AD)

Asia Minor-Cappadocia Line of Defense

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Contact the field team immediately!!! Everyone! Get up and prepare for battle! For the empire!!!"

The Roman battle commander stood in the fortified watchtower and looked to the north in a stunned view. The bloodthirsty and brutal orc clan, like the green tide of a bursting embankment, mixed with smoke and dust, swept toward him, looking hideous and huge. The two-footed dragon flies and shuttles between the clouds. Countless goblins who were hung from the dragon by ropes, brandished bags of bulging javelins, and laughed harshly!

Under the command of the commander of the battle group, the frontier army, which was negligent in training, began to act slowly. The shortcomings of the battle group system have been initially manifested in them: a thousand people curled up in a strong enough to be impossible. Among the additional fortresses, the usual task is to guard the fortress, not to go out a step, and to send a signal to warn the enemy.

All enemies are pursued and annihilated by the flexible and mobile field battle regiments.

Slowly, countless frontier battle groups began to become lazy in this environment with almost nothing to do. Unless they encounter another terrible war in which the king of kings raises the power of the whole country, their only mission is to keep well. A strong fortress with a large number of arrow towers and scorpion crossbows is an impossible mission in itself.

In the beginning, only the low-level soldiers were slack. They began to neglect training, sitting lazily in all corners of the castle, avoiding their centurion, spending time on dice, and numbing their nerves with alcohol.

A few years later, even the commander of the battle group turned into a salted fish, lying on a soft bed all day long, drinking and gambling, and the soldiers even forgot about combat training. Anyway, the war is almost entirely in charge of the field battle group. In recent years, the only battle of the frontier battle group is to pour the ammunition of the scorpion crossbow against a group of barbarians who don't even have a siege weapon to force them back.

Even the logistics resources of the empire are tilted like a field battle group that never stops wars.

My own chain mail is a junk from four years ago. The blood-colored cloak has long been dim and faded. The red vertical crown on the helmet is sparsely sparse and has lost a lot of hair. The saber on the waist has not been bloodied for several years, even The strings of the heavy crossbow on the back are also somewhat aging and slack.

It can be said that since Gilliman dismantled the army into frontier battle groups and field battle groups, the frontier battle groups, which accounted for almost half of the total number of soldiers, have gradually lost their combat effectiveness due to their tasks and the comfortable environment.

After a long period of time, the soldiers of the battle group used extremely unfamiliar methods to re-attach the chain mail to their own bodies, lift up the dusted tower shield and spears, and arbitrarily deploy their defenses. However, their means of communicating messages has not been abandoned by then, and the speed at which they rely on carrier pigeons, scouts, and wolves to ask for help from nearby field teams is still amazing.

However, they were surprised that these green-skinned troops from the north did not have any willingness to fight them. In the weird tune, they roared, "Brother Mao, the warlord's skill," directly. Go around from the left side of the fort! The shadow of the two-footed dragon was cast on the fortress for a moment, and then flew towards the hinterland of the empire.

"Close the city gate! Stop them!"

The captain roared loudly. In such a situation, he should take his soldiers out of the city to intercept and delay the advance of the enemy, but...there are too many orcs! There are only a thousand soldiers under him who have neglected to train for a long time!

No way, under the Roman eagle flag, the frontier soldiers huddled inside the solid battlements and towers, pouring down a barrage of arrows to cover the sky, but these cunning orcs were far away from the fortress, and their crossbow arrows were flying. After such a long distance, the remaining power can no longer shred the orc's leather armor.

There are only a few large scorpion crossbows fixed inside the arrow tower. Accompanied by the sky-shaking roar, they shoot out a spear-thick terrorist crossbow. Although the rate of fire is slow, it can be easily torn apart every time, passing through two or three. The body of the orcs directly blasted them off their mounts and nailed them to the ground.

"Go ahead! Leave them alone! Those cowards will only huddle in the castle and won't fight with us. There are more fighters ahead, better fights! WAAAGH!!!"

Seeing that the army under his command became chaotic under the blow of the scorpion crossbow, a few green-skinned households immediately roared, calming the situation, and ordered everyone to evacuate at full speed. Two thousand-housed green-skinned army, riding, carrying six Seven thousand large-scale riding Skugs, after leaving more than 80 corpses wearing candied haws, just like this, under the eyelids of the border warband, bypassed the flanks of the fortress, and continued to get closer to the depths of Asia Minor!

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At the same time, the field battle regiments stationed on the second line of the frontier were also a little stunned at this moment. The emergency letter from the frontier regiment was sent to the hands of each battle group commander like snowflakes. These soldiers who still retain their combat effectiveness are puzzled. Looking up to the east, I saw that the long skyline, at least in the direction of six castles, rose up to represent the discovery of the enemy and the request for support!

"The commander of the battle group, Eagle Fort is anxious, a green-skinned nomadic herd with a size of about 2,000, and more than 6,000 Skugs broke through the frontier fortress clusters, approaching the depths of Cappadocia, requesting We support the 16th Division of the Illyrian Field Army!"

"The commander of the battle group, Ak'anborg has also come to an urgent letter! A cat-man with a scale of about 3,000, with a herd of tens of thousands of horses, broke through the frontier fortress cluster! To the depths of Cappadocia Get close, ask the 16th battle group of the Illyrian Field Army to stop!"

"The commander of the battle group, Lilabao eagerly believed that a group of Sartre, about 1,000 in size, is the kind of human with sheep hooves, and with more than 3,000 horses, it is very close to the depths of Cappadocia. The local frontier army went out of the city to block the enemy, but the opponent moved too fast. After paying a small amount of casualties, it still broke through the frontier fortress cluster and asked the 16th battle regiment of the Illyrian Field Army to send troops to intercept it!"

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The captain of the Roman battle group frowned deeply, and the burly body, wearing a triple armor, stood like a sculpture in the battle group's resident.

What happened to this special? At the same time, so many monsters broke through the castle cluster built by the empire on the long border? And one by one, just like Cheng Jing, all of them are not in love with fighting, and they are rushing to Cappadocia? I have received three such reports in a short period of time, so how many more have other field teams received? The amount of black smoke rising from the sky is far more than three!

May God bless the empire.

"War Commander!!!"

Just as the captain was praying silently like a god, another soldier riding a fast horse ran to his side in horror. With trembling hands, he quickly presented him with an extremely scribbled, messy letter. It seemed that the writer, for some reason, could not stop the trembling of his wrists.

"what happened again?"

The commander anxiously snatched the letter paper.

"Report..., report to the commander of the battle team! Kolberg urgently! The number is unknown, but the army of at least tens of thousands of people and horses whizzed through their garrison! I still want to support Cappadocia. Near! Request the 16th Regiment of the Illyrian Field Army to send troops to intercept!"

"Intercept a fart! Two thousand, three thousand, one thousand! Tens of thousands! I have one thousand people in a battle group, how can I intercept four such large-scale nomadic cavalry at the same time?"

The commander of the battle group scolded angrily.

"Immediately contact Dove Whispering, there are other Illyrian field battles nearby, there is an accident at the border of Asia Minor! Greenskins, cat people, satyr, sagittarius? Isn't this a member of the northern tribe? Also, these people calling for help The castle... How did they rush over from the north and east Armenian borders?"

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A few days ago after time went back.

"Tong Luo's army was broken up into countless thousand-man battle groups. Everyone, according to Breda's intelligence, let me talk about their logic of action: more than a dozen frontier battle groups, evenly distributed on the border of the elves. , Inside a large number of castle fortress clusters. These people will not go too far near the castle, they are only responsible for early warning, interception, and blockade."

Painhurs squinted his eyes, drew countless points on the arcane-built map, and connected them into a thin line. Speaking to the leaders of the tribes, at this moment, Orc Chief Beast Aonado, Satyr Chief Yrel, Goblin Prince Gallywix, High Elf Governor Sabina, and Ostrogoth King Asana The others gathered together.

"And dozens of field battle regiments are distributed on the second line. Once the frontier regiment discovers the enemy and sends out intelligence, they will quickly assemble. Usually scattered

Therefore, the plan of Breda and I is like this. We divide into multiple troops and attack Cappadocia from countless directions at the same time! If those field armies choose to disperse and stop all of us at the same time, it is difficult for those more than 1,000 people to cause too much damage to us. If the opponents gather together, a lot of time has been wasted, enough for everyone to run away.

Don’t be afraid, I will take my troops as the main force. Even if they assemble, they will not go to your troubles. They will go straight to my troops. If I am unfortunately blocked by the main force in the field, Then, I will send a signal to you, everyone immediately gather in my direction and fight head-to-head with them! "

The warchief said vigorously.

"I have reached an agreement with the Sphinxes of Armenia. The Sphinxes they sent to the north to fight are no lack of nobles. We can return these prisoners of war to them, and they will acquiesce to our people to pass through their borders. In this way, The entire Illyrian Field Army will be horrified to discover that their entire defense area has been invaded!"

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