Augustus Under the Horseshoe

After the alliance was over, the commander of the Western Roman Empire, who was above ten thousand people, hurriedly teleported back to his barracks. Pain Hess hosted a grand banquet for Aetius's arrival.

"This farewell, five or six years, I still remember the last time we were in Asia Minor, we joined forces to fight the Persian Great Muhu, come! Let this be our own home."

The chief patted Aetius on the shoulder cordially, while the latter looked at the feast of the tribe in amazement: the horses, horses and orcs who had been fighting for dominance on the grassland for a lifetime, together cooking a delicious lamb, originated in Tevlin, Persia, With the Greek orphans and high elves, drinking new brewed wine, the cat people and the half-goats danced with cheerful tunes, a beautiful and harmonious scene.

"Sagittarius, orcs, high elves, Tefrin, how did you gather these irrelevant, even feuding races, under the same banner?"

The psionicist asked curiously.

"We Romans also have a large number of foreign soldiers, but they all agree with and envy the culture of the empire, and are proud to be Romans. We are able to assimilate them spiritually, slowly, but unswervingly.

And you...I can't see any common culture. "

"The grassland is not an empire. These barbarians only worship power. The reason is very simple."

Painhurs smiled slightly.

"I am better than any of them, and I will fulfill all their dreams."

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After a night of carnival, Aetius provided the tribe with a complete defense map of the Pannonian line. On the table in the center of the Senate, a beautiful sand table was constructed.

"Look, everyone, this is the Danube."

The young hostage pointed to the huge gully that ran through the north and south, and said seriously.

"To the east is Dacia, and to the west is Pannonia's steel defense line. There are a total of 20 rock fortresses distributed on this defense line, all of which are built near shallow rivers that are barely able to swim.

Between the castle and the castle, there is an extremely complete road system, and there are a large number of sentry towers and wooden walls. In the heyday of the empire, countless scout cavalry patrolled the road back and forth, and there was almost no possibility of barbarians smuggling. "

"As for the bridge..."

Aetius spread his helpless hands.

"After the empire decided to abandon expansion and focused on keeping it successful, it was demolished. Want to cross the river? Now I can only swim through the intensive firepower of the castle."

"What if we build ships? On the east bank of the Danube, large-scale ships will be built from the depths of the river, but where there is no fortress defense?"

A high elf frowned in thought.

"It's impossible to hide such a large-scale movement from the other side. They can completely entangle a large army in advance and wait for us to cross the river."

"Tsk...it's not easy. Those Visigoths, like you, patrol back and forth on both sides of the road?"

The high elf asked doubts.

The psionicists in Rome were slightly embarrassed and hesitated.

"In fact, the empire has completely lost control of Pannonia, and we can only speculate about their garrison situation from the line of defense left by the empire, and we don't know anything else."

"I know."

Suddenly, another veteran took over the conversation. He is a tall and burly human barbarian, dressed in sheepskin, long black hair, braided into countless fine braids, fixed with small rings made of gold and white bones. On the face of the vicissitudes of life, blood was smeared into the shape of horns.

"Their vigilance against the tribe is increasing day by day, and they continue to annex and form alliances with the little Germanic clans in the north. They have strengthened their strength. They have not given up the Pannonian line of defense, but have increased their guard.

My clan, by the order of the warchief, disguised as a nomadic clan fleeing from the Far East, has mixed into their brutal alliance. According to the latest contact, my ethnic group is responsible for patrolling the southern Danube basin. "

"I have a proposal!"

Leonardo the beast slapped his thigh and waved his hand on the little Roman book.

"Look, the bean sprouts recorded their history of building pyramids in Egypt. Those guys stuffed round wooden stakes under huge heavy stones to facilitate the slaves to drag and slide. Give me some time! The boys will be there. The fortress far away from the Danube is doing something big, well, right here!"

Recently, the big green-skinned master, who was a little bigger, pointed to an ogre fortress not far from the river.

"My technical tyrant group can hide here to build some boats, and in accordance with the skills of those black bean sprouts, stuff round wooden sticks underneath, pull down the river bank from land all the way, and directly launch into the water for a surprise attack! I would like to call it a dry land trip. boat!"

"Hmph, the river can't stop us. The undead army doesn't need to breathe. If they act at night, those vampires can fly over the river. My ghouls and skeleton zombies can step on the rocks and silt at the bottom of the river. walk over."

The shining golden archangel also expressed his opinions.

"I have calculated the width of the river. Together with Ning, I can completely freeze a small section of the river and allow a small force to pass through. As long as the hoof is tied with straw and rough fur, it can be largely free from ice. Keep your face in balance."

Painhurs stared at the sand table. Expressing his own opinions.

"Everyone, let's act at night! Those barbarians can't see anything at night, but we can! Everyone is divided into three groups, the beast Onado, put more siege equipment on your ship.

At that time, my men and horses, relying on their speed advantage, will quickly clear the outside of the castle, and your orcs will begin to attack the city. The Ghoul King, your undead army will assist in the battle and take this fortress as fast as possible!

Then, we will stick to this bridgehead and use iron cables to string together the boats and branches. A pontoon bridge across the Danube was formed, allowing the tribal army, and subsequent troops, to enter the land of the Romans mightily. Who else, is there a better way? "

"Great Chief Wise!"

"Your will!"

"We will do it now!"

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