Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Facing the thunder of the tribe, the imperial generals gathered on the southern bank of the Danube fell into a state of bewilderment. Eighty thousand hussars are constantly changing their coordinates at a speed of 80 kilometers a day. This is the result of Thrace, Greece and other places with many mountains and hills, interference, and hindering their marching speed.

What's more terrifying is that the true main force of the tribe is exhausted! Eighty thousand heavy soldiers wearing Roman chain armor, Persian scale armor, and grassland mixed armor have razed three fortresses to the ground in one day! Unlike the cavalry who attacked lightly, they stormed every important town along the road, wiped out all the defensive forces, and left immediately to pull out the next nail.

Behind these men and horses, there are countless tribal servants. They strictly implement the orders of the warchief, steal the wealth in the city, tie all the residents to a string of ropes, and force them back to the tribe. Tell them happily: You are now members of the tribe, and you have to farm and pay taxes to the warchief. Not willing? Then become a slave and go to the mountains to dig for a lifetime.

These **** nomads, not only robbed wealth, but also plundered population!

The top military commanders of several field armies and frontier armies gathered together to quarrel fiercely and write war plans. The opponent's marching speed was even faster than the speed of their plans, and the infantry couldn't catch up.

Bringing together all the cavalry of the two field armies and the two central armies, it is estimated that there will be 60,000. This cavalry maneuverability is only enough to encircle, chase and intercept light cavalry in one aspect. Regardless of the other hand? Should they be allowed to burn, kill and plunder in Thrace, or let them turn Greece into a scorched earth?

So, assemble all the cavalry and infantry, and directly find the men and horses to start a main decisive battle? Two hundred thousand and eighty thousand, the advantage lies with me.

However, when the 80,000 horses calm down, they will be a neatly formed heavy-step phalanx. When they run at full speed, they are heavy-armored shock cavalry. Their mobility is equally fast and terrifying. Now they are slow, just because they continue to wipe the castle and the city from the map. .

As soon as the army passed by, its back was directly exposed in front of 80,000 Qingqi. Instead of fighting on the frontal battlefield, the opponent continued to harass the supply line, and the entire army was at risk of destruction.

When the Eastern Roman Legion was indecisive, the city of Octuron was cast, and the legendary bow that had been forged was sent to the hands of White Horse all the way.

"Warchief, I brought you the bow. What a hell, the first time I saw a customer asking us to deliver the goods directly to him."

The two dwarves riding on the white dragon said cursingly. Bai Longfei was indeed fast, and these short Dunzi's legs were shaking when they went to the ground.

"I have something here and I can't make it through, so I can only trouble you to take a trip,"

Painhurs, who was commanding the siege, grabbed the longbow forged by the dwarves. By the way, two dwarves and a white dragon threw three purses to make the three frowning guys smile.

Three tendons of any ancient dragon, each twelve-foot, one hundred pounds of ancient dragon’s blood, and four tentacles of the mind-seating demon. They must come from the same adult individual, one log stump of yew, oak, and Takumu. A complete skeleton of a lich, a complete pair of horns of a tauren, so many things you only make a bow?

Painhurs was sure that the dwarves must have more of these materials, and the rest was greedy in his pockets. However, it doesn't matter, after all, people's forging strength is there, and there is no sweetness in who will help you with a foreign race, especially the dwarf who is extremely fond of money.

The warchief slowly lifted the black cloth that wrapped the longbow, and was immediately attracted by this legendary bow: she is so beautiful, the body of this large composite longbow presents a perfect arc, and three types of soaking Dragon blood, wood of different colors, perfectly blended together, without any traces of acquired stitches.

The casting general Carbo Harr also adopted the nomadic customs. In this look, touch, and almost perfect bow, he carved a lot of reliefs and patterns. Most of them are the magnificent pictures of horses, bows and arrows, armed with lances, galloping horizontally and horizontally on the battlefield.

The two horns that conform to the longbow are mainly Minotaur horns, accompanied by the bone fragments of the lich, and the wood chips of the three types of wood. The degree of flexibility is perfect. The bowstring is made by kneading and woven together three ancient dragon tendons. The abomination tentacles of the Mind Reaver, three on the left and three on the right, fixed the bow, the horns, and the links with the bowstring.

The warchief was full of praise for this perfect bow, even reluctant to put it down.

"Warchief, General Foundry said, because the materials you brought in are too powerful. The bone fragments of the Lich, the tentacles of the Heart Reaver, the tendons and blood of the ancient red dragon, have all given this bow incomparable magic. Power.

Originally, he thought that this ability could only appear on special arrows. Now it seems that there is no need to forge those special arrows. With the power of this bow, even if you shoot a branch, you can burst out. The power of terror. "

Several dwarves who had collected money tried their best to explain the working principle of this longbow.

"Have you heard of the Archer’s [Arrow of Infusion], the [Arcane Guidance] of the Curtain Blade, and the [Guidance Spell] of the Destiny Fighter? You can use any arcane, divine art, guidance, and infusion into On this bow. In short, it is to cast spells on this bow. She will carry all the spells you release, and will be poured into the sharp arrows on the bowstring and bow. It is like an excellent conductor of magic. In this way, you The arrow shot will release the spell you have poured into the target."

Seeing the seemingly understanding of the warchief, several dwarves decided to teach it themselves.

"Pick a spell to cast on this girl, try not to choose a large range, because even a spell with a wide coverage like fireball will only take effect on the target hit by the bow and arrow. It will not produce a range explosion effect."

Painhurs bent his bow to take an arrow. The weight of the bow was not small. When he pulled it at will, he moved it slightly. The white horse tried his best to pull the legendary bow into a terrifying full moon.

Immediately afterwards, the pale sorcerer poured the six-ring dissociation technique into the longbow, and saw that the entire longbow was shining with a terrifying green light, and the destructive arcane power was exhausted. Injected into the arrow, the plain iron arrow actually carried the Six Rings Dissociation Technique?

The warchief aimed the arrow cluster at the sky, loosened the tight bowstring, and the sharp feather arrow shot out, hitting the sky! A perfect parabola was drawn in the air, and then like a bright green death shooting star, it fell from the clouds and hit the instep of a soldier who defended the city.

"Raise your shield! Fool! These men's projectile skills can ignore the walls of the city! This time you are lucky, but you are shot in the instep, next time..."

The Centurion severely reprimanded the marginal soldiers who had neglected training, but the next second, his eyes widened in horror. After hitting the instep of the defender, the bright green arrow immediately released what he was carrying. Arcane power.

A series of fluorescing evil green cracks spread from the wound, densely covered with the limbs of frightened soldiers, disintegrating and destroying the flesh and blood of the creatures from the molecular level.

Accompanied by the evil green light beam symbolizing death, the centurion could only watch the soldier who was living with him day and night in front of him. In an instant, every finger and every piece of flesh and blood was disintegrated into invisible to the naked eye. Tiny gravel. In place, only the armors and weapons of the Empire system were left.

"That's it."

Painhurs admired the power of this longbow.

"This is equivalent to an enhanced version of the arcane tentacles. I can infuse contact spells into the arcane tentacles to increase their attack distance. However, I can infuse almost all the spells with bows and arrows. As long as the feather arrow hits the target, the spell will also Effective immediately! This bow is perfect! What is her name?"

"nameless."

The dwarf bowed deeply.

"This legendary bow, personally forged by the forging general, is in no way inferior to the various artifacts passed down by the dwarves, the eternal guns of the Visigoths, and the countless legends of the Romans. , But, there is no brilliant story, no magnificent chapter-now she is just a blank piece of paper, her legend, her story, and even her name, you need the great chief to write it yourself ."

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