Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Things proceeded in an orderly manner according to the plan of the warchief. The orcs stormed the southern city wall, and the undead legion forced across the pier, which firmly attracted the Visigoth soldiers on both sides. At the same time, the vampires were making waves in the center of the city. The strength of the troops was stretched, only the west, north, direction of the city wall, only left a hundred-man patrol guard.

And when the Pechenegs, who were flying the gray eagle flag, "smashed" several hundreds of troops under the eyes of the barbarians, and after they said their identity, they immediately gained the trust of the other side and opened up the city. The door welcomes allies into the city.

As a result, the relaxed smile of the Visigoths was fixed on his face forever because of a spear and arrows. At the moment when the nomads seized control of the city gates, they tore off the smiling masks on their faces. They threw gray eagle flags into the dust, held high the black star of death, and slammed into the city mightily. Strike at full speed on the straight streets!

The sharp tip of the gun, the torn metal armor, the heavy war horse, crashed into the panicked crowd, and the terrifying whistle, destroying people's will.

At this point, there was no suspense in the war. The troops blocking the port were attacked by both the undead and the nomads. The Visigoths with the enemy's abdomen were trapped in the streets and could not move. The situation quickly evolved into a cruel battle of annihilation. In the end, there was no A soldier was able to withdraw from the battle zone and fell into a pool of blood. The number of corpses almost filled a whole street.

The mighty undead army spreads in the city like a plague. The ghouls climbed on the roof tiles, and under the light of the moonlight, they raised the sky with a terrifying death roar.

The Visigoths who resisted the invasion of the orcs at the South Gate found desperately that the entire city had fallen, and only they were still engaged in the final battle between the trapped beasts.

"Don't be afraid! Thirty kilometers away, Soppany has an army belonging to the Supreme King! As long as we rely on this wall to stay for a day, we can get the support of friendly forces! Pick up the weapons in your hands! Don't show it to Lao Tzu. That look of dying! Augustus was killed by us, and we all won the tough war in Fort Adrianople. Is there anything more terrifying than them in this world?!"

In the previous assassination, the barbarian guard who had lost an arm raised his arms and shouted wildly. However, there were very few people who responded, and several hours of fighting made these soldiers who could not get a rest extremely tired, and they had reached their limit.

Just when the guard was preparing to continue boosting morale, the shadows under his feet boiled like a hot pool. The shadow dragon, whose head is open to the sky and hidden in the mist, quietly drilled out of the ground, sharp. The fangs and claws dismantled it in a few seconds. The broken flesh and blood, along with the last tenacity of the Visigoths, fell into the dust.

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The battle was won.

The tribe spent five hours, three times the casualties of Visigoth soldiers, and finally captured this fortress city carefully designed by the Romans.

Under the control of sailors, boats and rafts gradually merged into a row and were connected by chains. Craftsmen on both sides of the strait started work at the same time, and waited until the morning sun shone the first golden glimmer of the morning on the earth. The simple pontoon made up of boats and iron cables was already above the sparkling water. One-tenth the progress of the construction.

Orcs are stepping up the repair of a new wooden wall, strengthening Selman into a tribal invasion, I mean regaining the bridgehead of Pannonia. At every moment, there are a large number of horses, goblins, teflings, and ogres, squeezing on the narrow pontoon, stepping on the sky-shaking pace. If you look down from the sky, the mighty tribal army is like ants. Similarly, the east bank of the river is densely covered.

The chief secretly counted that this time, in order to deal with this war, he had mobilized an army of 13100 people. Including two tens of thousands of people, one tens of thousands of ogres, one tens of thousands of Tevrin, three tens of thousands of orcs, and four tens of thousands of undead legions, and four tens of thousands of goblins, and , A hundred-man team of hill giants: Each of these hundred hill giants carries two counterweight trebuchets on their shoulders. As an indispensable force for siege, they are directly controlled by the chief.

However, the city of Selman was too important to allow the hill giants to throw stones and destroy it. An army of 130,000 can cross the river with at most ten goblins or three ogres pontoons standing side by side. The time required is astronomical.

The orcs who took the boat in the first round were only two thousand warscar boys with the sharpest greenskins, and a thousand heavy outfits. They also lost almost a third of their troops in the fierce siege.

The number of the undead army is relatively large. All 40,000 people have passed through the bottom of the river, and the lost troops have also been replenished with corpses. But in the daytime, the vampire must hide inside the house, avoid the deadly sunlight, completely unable to control his own cannon fodder troops, and the number of troops is directly halved.

And the people and horses, who walked past the temporary ice bridge, were also the three most elite blood angry thousands. Moreover, the structure of the half-man and half-horse made it impossible for them to climb the wall designed and built for humanoid creatures to deploy defenses. Pecheneg's light cavalry is no more than five thousand.

They must use these forces to hold Selman City firmly in order to ensure that a pontoon bridge can be gradually completed and hundreds of thousands of troops can cross the river safely-it is impossible not to disturb the Visigoth army with such a big movement, and they will launch counterattacks at any time. , Trying to retake the city.

The most terrible thing is that this historic Roman city is almost reduced to a barbarian settlement. Less than 20% of Latins with black hair and black eyes, and all the rest are barbarians and monsters, the composition is extremely messy, although They keep saying that they are not Visigoths, and that they are innocent civilians of Germanic barbarians such as Kwaser, Lombard, and Markmani, but this looks almost indistinguishable, okay? Who recognizes it? And here is one of the most important fortresses in Pannonia, there is no ghost letter from Visigoths!

"Will you kill all? More than 8,000 people, look at their physique and their muscles. These barbarians can take up kitchen knives and firewood axes to become qualified and even excellent conscripts. If the Visigoths fight over , They are likely to riot and become an internal response, stabbing us from behind. This is too deadly"

Beast Leonardo frowned. The guys next to him opened the hamster wheel behind Da Jiba, carried the two tired half-dead giant hamsters to the wooden cart, pulled them back to rest, and replaced them with two giant hamsters with blank faces, curiously sniffing the orcs. Technology creation.

"No, killing these civilians is equivalent to driving all the Germanic tribes to the opposite of the tribe. Many barbarians here may not be loyal to the Visigothic Supreme King. Many clans can win over and become our soldiers. You are here. One kill, on the contrary, will let them fight with me resolutely to the end."

Painhurs also had a headache.

"Hurry up and reinforce the city defense! I will send vampires to patrol and kill the city secretly. The pontoon bridge will probably be completed tomorrow. At that time, we will be able to get a steady stream of soldiers from across the river."

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Pannonia-Sopani

The abandoned arena of the Romans is densely packed with Visigothic nobles and soldiers. The central duel platform is covered with soft gravel. Two hideous and terrifying monsters are fighting fiercely. The audience is at once. During this dangerous battle, he slapped all nearby things that could make noises, and shouted in applause.

One of the two giant beasts in the fight was a mammoth brought by the Visigoths from Northern Europe, but this thing was obviously two levels larger than its compatriots, and it had a cruel, terrifying, and even demonic appearance. There are as many as six huge curved ivory, and the thick and thin trunk end of the log is more like a lamprey, densely lined with a huge mouth of the abyss with ring-shaped teeth.

A super giant ferocious mammoth.

The other protagonist of the arena is the supreme king of the Visigoths: Alaric. His huge body was covered by a pair of fine gold forged chain mail, and he was covered with a thick mammoth fur. Two huge and twisted mammoth tusks were made into a cloth by skilled craftsmen. The spiked fangs shoulder armor protects the shoulders of the Supreme King.

Yes, the supreme king of Visigoths is not exactly a Visigoth, but a hybrid of humans and frost giants, but the 18-foot-tall, 3,000-pound horrible appearance is closer to his. mother.

And the ice-blue skin exposed outside the fine gold lock armor was densely covered with Rune runes written in blood.

The Frost Giants, like the Gothic tribes, are all barbarians living in Scandinavia, Denmark, and Gotland. The biting north wind has made generations of strong warriors, but these years, the north wind has been biting. It's a bit exaggerated, the Goths who couldn't survive moved south one after another, and even some frost giants formed alliances with these "short" neighbors and went to the unknown south.

"Roar!!!"

The fierce mammoth issued a primitive roar that shocked the sky and the earth, like thunder blowing in the center of the arena. Relying on his physique and weight superiority, and the six ivory in front of his head, he used the most brutal method to smash the barbarian giant.

What's more desperate for it is that, as far as it is concerned, the barbarian, who is not as big as a mammoth cub, has a terrifying power that cannot be lost to him! Alaric Kongwu's powerful hands grabbed two ivory violently, twisted with all his might, and tripped this behemoth to the ground! The moment the huge body hits the ground, a loud noise erupted along with the rising dust in the sky, and the small half of the city felt a clear shock.

"Get up! Mammoth!"

Alaric laughed. Use the animal talk technique to talk to the ferocious beast in front of you.

"Today I tame you! Get up! If you disobey, I will fight until you do it!!!"

The mammoth let out an angry elephant cry, it struggled to get up, but was grabbed by the ivory for the second time by the High King, and fell to the ground for the second time.

Then, for the third time, the fourth time... The behemoth the size of a hill was defeated by the Supreme King's foot twelve times. When the mammoth failed in the wrestling for the thirteenth time, it was unwilling. When it fell to the ground, its eyes were no longer fierce and arrogant, its pupils were completely filled with the man with ice blue skin, and its eyes were full of endless cowardice and fear.

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