Augustus Under the Horseshoe

A massive battle is about to start on the Danube.

For this decisive battle, the Eastern Roman Empire invested a total of three Manchurian field armies, two Manchu border troops, a total of forty frontier combat regiments, and 60 field combat regiments, striding along the Danube in a shocking pace. go ahead.

One hundred full-fledged battle regiments, one thousand full-fledged companies, one hundred thousand professional soldiers who are not productive, but are transferred and killed! And twice the number of professional soldiers, the footsteps of more than 200,000 auxiliary corps and 300,000 troops marching can even make waves in the calm Danube.

This is a terrifying force that can conquer and destroy most civilizations.

The tribe's combat power is not inferior in comparison with it.

Staying on the border, all the men and horses serving as the reserve team are dispatched, and all the 100,000 brave and fighting men and horses are dressed in heavy armor! This time Painhurs put all his money down.

As a supporting role, Julian, the former lord of the Second Legion, has been dormant in the Pannonian province in recent years and established a Romanized professional legion for the tribe. The scale has now reached a terrifying number of 20,000. It was twice the size of an army in the old days.

And the farmers of Pannonia, after dozens of winter training in winter, are also a military force that cannot be underestimated. Eighty thousand light-armored spearmen equipped with tower shields, spears, and javelins, and a mighty 120,000 goblin auxiliary cannon fodder gathered to respond.

What's more, the 80,000 cavalry soldiers scattered in Eastern Rome are also quickly returning to help. The tribal army participating in this battle has reached a more terrifying 400,000, which is the first time that it surpassed Rome in number. A huge army of people.

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The huge imperial army marched vigorously westward along the Danube. Large-scale wars have never started, small-scale encounters have never stopped. Around the two huge armies, there are countless scout teams scattered along the distance between the two sides. The closer they get, the more intense the battle. Everyone knows that a decisive battle is getting closer and closer to them.

"For the battle group! For the empire! For Augustus!!!"

Maximin commanded the scout cavalry under his command to fight fiercely. One hundred scout cavalry, wearing leather armor, holding long swords and javelins, lined up under the command of the company commander and rushed to the chaotic formation of one hundred goblins. Wolf ride.

The scout cavalry fired two rounds of intensive javelins, disrupting the charge formation of the goblin wolf rider. Then, with the charge of the horse, the light scouts cut off the soft cervical vertebrae of the goblin with a single sword, making their ugly heads look like a ball. The prairie wolf, who generally fell to the ground and lost its owner, also wailed and fled.

In one charge, the scout cavalry killed more than 30 goblin wolf knights at a cost of less than ten people. The remaining goblins also quickly retreated after sending out the dying signal, and the scout squad who were afraid of the arrival of other reinforcements from the tribe, also Stopped the unnecessary pursuit, and began to reclaim the thrown javelin.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a little girl with pink jade carving timidly stood on the blood-stained corpse, her two pointed ears trembled slightly, as if she was frightened by the **** battlefield. The same.

"Elf kid? Is there a village nearby?"

Maximine made a whistle and brought the scout cavalry closer to him, wanting to inquire about the nearby situation so that he could report it to his superiors. Although the group remained vigilant, the pitiful appearance of Lori's sheer desire to weep really aroused people's desire for protection.

Seeing the scouts approaching, Ning suddenly stopped crying, and the petite and exquisite elf girl instantly turned into a mountain-sized silver dragon of doomsday! The big mouth of the blood basin enough to swallow the war elephant has grown to its limit, and the dark and **** exudes the cold light of death.

The fierce pressure of the dragon made the scouts tremble all over, and they ran away, shaking hands and even holding the signal arrow, the breath of the dragon blew the helmets of the scouts, the terrifying wind pressure, and even a horse A light war horse fell to the ground, and after the storm, the frost and ice on the scale of a natural disaster avalanche left the scouts with nothing but death pale.

The gust of wind mixed with Shuxue submerged all the people and horses of more than sixty people, and their fresh skin was instantly covered with hoarfrost, turning into a poor ice sculpture that broke with the touch.

The cavalry in the back row panicked, but they hadn't had time to do anything. They condensed the other two heads and chose the best angle of spraying. Three frosty breaths went down. The entire scout squad with a hundred men was all in there. The entire army was wiped out in the anger of an ancient corpse dragon.

"Good job! Condensed."

Painhurs appeared from the back of the hill with tens of thousands of people and horses, stroking the head of the silver dragon that had turned back into an elf, and the latter squinted his eyes with enjoyment.

"Keep on! Abujos? How many scout companies are there between us and the main Roman army?"

"This is the last one. They don't know at all. We have been so close-but we have killed four scout teams in total. The Romans have never heard from here, I am afraid they have become suspicious."

The Lord of Withered Bones collects the information of the eagle.

"It's now to do it! It can't be delayed anymore. These Romans are still marching in a line. The long line of hundreds of thousands of people stretches to the end of the field of vision. The formation is not expanded at all! Even if a new one is encountered on the road The dispatched scouts, with our strength and speed, just run over!"

"Very well, then follow the plan! Do it!"

The warchief nodded slightly and drew the nameless bow behind him. He originally wanted to say something inspiring pre-war declaration, but when Painhurs looked around his army, he found that he didn't need to do it at all. The eyes of all the Bloodrage clan men and horses were full of admiration for themselves. And fanaticism, and the desire for war, killing, and plunder.

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Accompanied by the thunderous roar and the trembling earth, an ancient black dragon that covered the sky and covered the sun swooped down from the sky, and a fierce boy plunged into the Danube. The splashing waves were tens of meters high, even getting wet. Roman soldiers marching along the river bank. The hideous and ugly black head suddenly lifted, rows of sharp teeth like sieves, allowing the clear river water to gurgle out from between the teeth, trapping only a few dozen fresh river fish in his own mouth. Among.

The black dragon breathed gently, letting the deadly acid that was enough to dissolve and rot everything gushing out from his throat, instantly turning his mouth into a piece of rotting hell. After confirming that all the fish in his mouth were completely dead, the ancient black dragon Satisfied, he lifted his neck and smeared more than 30 tails with pitch black acid, like a rotting dead fish with a layer of fragrant sauce, and swallowed them all into his belly.

"Hasn't the scouts on the south-central side replied yet? It's been a few hours, have they had an accident?!"

The commander of the First Central Field Army, Malekis asked loudly. He was riding on the back of the ancient black dragon. He was hiding in a dark gold armor, with only a pair of vicious eyes exposed to steel. Outside the mask. Let alone his appearance, the soldier doesn't even know whether he is a human or an elf.

"I don't know! We are dispatching three times the strength of scouts to investigate!"

An elf dressed as a battle captain, while looking at the mountains and hills in the south, roared loudly. There was no way. The marching voice of three hundred thousand soldiers was like a roaring thunder, and the voice was not loud and could not be heard.

"No! Major events may happen to the south, I will go and see for myself! Before I come back, you are in charge of commanding the First Central Field Army!"

Malekis gently stroked the back of the black dragon. The full black dragon ran wild in the Danube. The deep river water could not submerge the dragon's back of this ancient dragon. A pair of black wings that covered the sky and sun. Constantly flapping the fans, the whole dragon slowly rushed into the sky.

However, now, it is no longer necessary for the commander to investigate in person.

Amidst the roar of the sky-shaking dragon, a silver ghost that was larger than the ancient black dragon crossed the shadow of the hills and was exposed in front of all the Roman soldiers.

One centaur, two hundred households, three thousand households...tens of thousands of heavy armored centaurs, finally climbed this endless mountain road, standing at the top of the rolling hills, they whizzed , Roaring, the singer, like an erupting mountain torrent and mudslide, and like a natural disaster from the sky, rushing down the high ground violently, and rushing straight to the Roman army lined up in a long line!

When the Romans found out, this army of tens of thousands of men and horses, led by Painhes, had already reached a position less than 800 meters away from them!

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