Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The Chaos Cthulhu did not deceive Pain Hess, his hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, spent only one second in the real world, he was only in the nine prisons of Barto, delayed a little time.

Outside Trabzonspor, an army of elves claiming to be Romans fought wildly against thousands of other races. The scarlet eagle flag and the emerald dragon flag covered the sky and the sun. The fierce collision between metals was endless, loud war hymns and barbaric The roar resounded through the sky!

The air was filled with disgusting smell of blood and rust.

Under the terrifying offensive of Peturabo, Bleda did not retreat and instead advances. He has transformed into that hideous apocalyptic form, swelled into a head that is thirty feet high, and his weight is exaggerated to the extent that the earth cannot bear it. Cracked, broken behemoth of death.

The bloated and sticky black mud of psychic power squirmed and covered his tall pale body, protecting the forbidden demon shackles of his left arm from being attacked, and countless black mud tentacles that covered the sky and the sun danced in the wind, a roll , With a lean, you can crush a summoned monster that has obeyed the command of the war commander into flesh and blood.

Facing this kind of psionic warrior with anti-magical field, Peturabo, who specializes in sculpting, felt troublesome for the first time. But at this moment, the space next to him began to twist and collapse, turning into a teleportation door, the eternal god's choice, returning to the battlefield.

The Lord of Steel frowned. He has never regarded the opponent as a threat. The wizard despises the barbarians who cast spells like the sorcerer. In their eyes, the opponent possesses arcane power that is not inferior to his own, but he uses it as much as possible. The barbarians in the north are as rough and uncut.

It seems to be a Germanic barbarian wearing a full set of imperial equipment, who can't line up, can't dance swords, and knows how to fight with strength.

But... dozens of seconds have passed? The opponent's momentum is completely different from before. If it was a scary piece of iron ore before, it has now become a real weapon of killing after thousands of forging it.

Accompanied by a suffocating sense of oppression, Pain Hess stepped onto the battlefield of Trabzonspor. Under the horrified gaze of everyone, he slowly raised his right hand. In a flash, everything around him changed. The speed became slower and slower, and it fell into stagnation in an instant. On the distant battlefield, the soldiers wielding tomahawks and sharp blades froze in the air, unable to move a bit.

The warchief paused time again and began to cast regional large-scale bombing magic. This time, he paused time for a full 30 seconds. The chaotic and twisted four-color magic fire, the burning arcane flames, and the biting cold snow storm, The heart-wrenching spit of strong acid, and the harsh and hateful thunder raging, the moment it left Painhurs, it solidified in the air and stopped beside Zhan Shuai.

The Pale Warlock frowned slightly, and in the world where time stopped, he felt the other person's eyes seem to be staring at him all the time.

I don't want to think about it, Painhurs stayed away from this place that was about to become hell, the frozen flag on the battlefield re-fluttered, the suspended sonorous sound resounded, and the stagnant spell burst!

But in the next instant, the dozens of horror magics that had just begun to burst and raged once again solidified in the air. The warchief's eyes widened in surprise, and the noisy battlefield had just returned to silence. The most terrifying thing was that he was obviously conscious, but the speed at which he wanted to move his body was slow to a halt.

"This time, I stopped the time. I'll give you a piece of advice, monster, don't expose your hole cards easily. Only later can you win."

The Lord of Steel quickly flew away from the **** of destruction of dozens of magic, and quickly released a terrifying fireball after being strengthened by the super magic beside Painhurs, like ten burning stars, and was stagnated in the air. Among them, the stellar surface constructed by burning flames is densely filled with azure blue arcane runes.

Time flows again, but in the next instant, when the ten burning stars have not yet burst, they solidify again.

"Thank you for reminding, Zhan Shuai."

Painhurs said sarcastically, pouring out the surging arcane energy in his body again.

"But, I am a warlock, and you are a mage. Let's compete, whose aura will be exhausted first?"

"Damn..."

The dripping cold sweat instantly covered Peturabo's back. Just as the pale warlock said, it is impossible for him to fight a war of attrition with a warlock here.

After the third time stop was over, the Lord of Steel had no intention of fighting. Whether he could beat this warlock is still unknown, and there is a more difficult psionic warrior next to him!

The Legionnaires who were willing to follow him were almost completely wiped out in the previous explosion. Those soldiers who fought outside were all fools who were unwilling to obey their commands.

After repeated calculations, Peturabo did not hesitate to pull the time in the next few seconds back to the present time, and directly tore a portal door in the air, leaving the battlefield.

Breda was stunned, and the battle game just now seemed thrilling to the two arcane spellcasters, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a different scene.

They couldn't see the acceleration time, they only saw the Lord of Steel and the Pale Warlock staring at each other. Then, inexplicably there were ten more flaming stars in the sky, and with flames, ice, acid erosion, The cloud of destruction formed by thunderstorms whizzed and exploded above the head! The destructive power, accompanied by the deafening roar of the explosion, almost covered the entire bright sky.

Then Peturabo disappeared, and the entire time-controlling weird battle took less than a second in the eyes of outsiders.

"Don't be stunned, reorganize the army! The enemy chief has been taken down! Kill back!"

Painhurs quickly regrouped the army. Yrel’s half-goats had more than half of the casualties, and they barely organized five hundred cavalry. Few druids of Abhors had withdrawn, and the rest were being treated urgently. I ran out of spell slots in the middle, and now only the three thousand guards left by the Baishuang clan can be played.

The white frost flag, and the emerald green dragon flag, were waving in the wind. A mighty army of destruction rushed down the hillside. They shouted that Peturabo was dead, their slender spears, covered with ao energy explosions. Later, the tattered war regiment eagle flag, centurion, and centurion's damaged helmet greatly shook the morale of the Eastern Roman army.

And in the corner of the battlefield, Christina and the beast Onardo slaughtered blood, the centaur and the greenskin, hand in hand, fought fiercely with the Persian heavy cavalry. Eastern Rome imitated his enemy. The improved heavy cavalry developed by Eastern Rome is indeed terrifying. Excellent war horses from Andalusia, Anatolia, Salmatia and Great Arabia, coupled with heavily armored knights, are shocking. The Skug rider, who is stronger than the greenskin, is even comparable to the Centaur.

Although their bow and arrow coverage capabilities are not accurate enough, they can rely on the quality of their bows and arrows and their number advantages to form a horrible rain of arrows that cover the sky and the sun. The defensive power of their armor far exceeds that of the ragged barbarians, even wearing them. The variety of armor-style men and horses is simply beyond reach.

However, they are cavalrymen, cavalrymen without stirrups, elves and humans who ride on horsebacks and use their legs to clamp the back of the horses to fight. Stability relies on the strength of the legs and a few fixed belts. It is impossible to use full strength in melee slashing. It also keeps balance from time to time. It is not a monster opponent of a half-man and a half-horse.

Originally, the Persian heavy cavalry still relied on the advantage of the armor to fight back and forth with the greenskins and the centaurs. However, it didn’t take long for their backs to be shocked by terror. The Frost's horses slammed back directly from the hillside, screaming that Peturabo was dead, attacking the soldiers of the empire from both physical and spiritual levels.

Soon, the Persian heavy cavalry of several companies was defeated and fleeed directly to the west under the cover of the Tainukhs. Painhes had no time to control them. After meeting with Christina and others, this force swelled into tens of thousands. The large-scale cavalry force squeezed the other half of the Persian heavy cavalry like a mountain whistling a tsunami. The cat who was almost defeated was uplifted and carried out another counter-charge with the remaining parts, which also defeated the battle sequence of these empires.

The first domino that was defeated in the empire has collapsed. The cavalry on the two wings was completely cut off, only the tens of thousands of heavy infantry in the center, still in the Eastern Goths, and fighting Christian.

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