Augustus Under the Horseshoe

In the impassioned military music, the elves, wearing full chain armor and scaled chest armor, rode tall and robust Andalusian war horses, and launched a charge towards the northern hills. The slopes were indeed low and low. It is gentle and can go up on horseback, but this kind of elevation offensive still inevitably slows down the speed of the horse, completely unable to give play to the advantages of the cavalry.

And the nomads on the hills bent their bows and set up arrows, and a composite short bow shot rounds of fierce arrows at an extremely terrifying speed. In the middle, the corpse, full of arrows, fell like a weed, and rolled down the **** like a rolling stone wood. Instead, it disrupted the formation of the soldiers in the back row. The nomads seized the opportunity and shot a quick shot. The horrible rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun reaped the lives of the cavalry.

And among every one hundred nomads, there is one who does not use iron arrow clusters. Instead, he puts bony sharp dysprosium on the flexible bowstring, that is like a banshee's piercing death scream. , Resounding through the sky in every corner of the battlefield!

"The cavalry retreat! The infantry! The tortoiseshell formation is against it and attack!"

Seeing the collapsed army and the corpse, retreating like a tide, Tyrion rushed to the top of the hill. He jumped off his horse and personally led the heavy armored infantry of the Thracian Field Army to attack the hillside.

The elven archers threw rounds of miserable arrows, shot and killed the herders on the hill, covered the infantry charge, and lived in the Greek woods. The harpies of the auxiliary battle group also stretched their wings and rushed straight. Yunxiao.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Throw the Molotov cocktail!"

Several nomadic heads of households hurriedly ordered that they are indeed first-class light cavalry, and they can also serve as first-class archers to cover the battle when they dismount, but as infantry, resist the charge of the Roman heavy infantry group? That's too difficult.

Only because of their excellent mobility, the first batch of the first troops to arrive and their movements are slow, but the heavy armored Roman Renegade is the key force for the defense of the hills. As long as they can delay the arrival of the friendly forces, it will be a victory.

Several herders equipped with Painhurs fireball technique immediately took off the earthen jar around their waists, lit the cloth strips at the mouth of the jar, and threw them out, burning the viscous liquid of the raging fire, following the gentle ramp, slowly Flowing downward, between the nomads and the Romans, a flame barrier was burned.

"Malfurion! It's raining! We can't get out from the north and south passes! My brother and Malkis sent a message that both ends are the most elite main force! Can't get out at all! Here! Is our only hope!"

Tyrion stood under the wall of flames and screamed to the sky, the legionary infantry was forced to retreat again and again by the burning liquid flowing downward.

The former commander of the Twelfth Thunder Legion, Archdruid Malfurion immediately began to cast the spell. The frenzied storm pushed the gloomy dark clouds and gradually obscured the entire blue sky. A few minutes later, the nomads felt a drop of ice. The drops of water bloomed on the tip of my nose——

With the thunder that shook the sky, raindrops the size of soybeans formed a line, whizzing down from the black clouds, and the air humidity skyrocketed. While extinguishing the flames, even the bows and arrows of both sides became soft and weak. The herdsmen drew the bow and shot. After a dull bowstring vibration, the arrow flew only less than fifteen feet.

"Charge! For the Empire!!!"

The Thracian commander roared and stepped through the wall of flames that was about to extinguish. A hundred companies were bathed in the torrential rain, raising their heavy swords, and charging upwards, while the scarlet eagle flag was hunting in the storm! Lightning pierced the sky, dazzling electric light, shining the charging Roman legion like a vicious ghost!

As soon as the armies of the two sides came into contact, the nomads were beaten back and forth. The well-trained professional soldiers lined up in a neat array of heavy steps, steadily advancing through the storm, and continuously beheading the scattered herders with short ridges. Every time the sword slashed and pierced, it would tear out a stern scarlet bouquet on the tall and sturdy herdsmen. The drenched harpies descended from the sky, and their sharp claws easily tore the flesh and blood of the Germans.

Simple wooden shields and leather armors can’t stop the swords of the empire at all, and the spears in the hands of herdsmen, no matter how many times they are pierced, will be blocked by the iron-plated tower shields and the extremely strong chain mail. The light armoured herdsmen could not have been the opponents of the empire's professional soldiers, not to mention that they lost their bow and arrow advantage under the heavy rain!

The situation of the battle instantly turned into a one-sided slaughter. Tyrion relied on the indestructible scales of the dragon, and slammed into the nomadic formation alone. His two-handed sword was swung like a windmill. The meat is flying in all directions with the red blood! There were broken corpses within ten feet, and no one dared to approach them.

"Hold on! Just support when Julian's Renegade Legion arrives! For the Horde!"

The grassroots officers of some tribes tried to inspire people in the thunderstorm, but the iron armor on their bodies and the flags around them revealed their identities.

Some specialized charge companies sprint forward: these imperial soldiers are all composed of tall and mighty wild elves, wood elves, and even Thracian barbarians.

These guys wore double imperial locks. After throwing three rounds of spears in the rainstorm, they waved their hands with huge blades, like an extremely sharp knife, splitting and shredding the formation of the tribe, one by one assault company. , Roaring the empire's war hymn, rushed under a dragon banner, and cut down the fearful heads of hundred households together with the dragon banner beside him!

A broken body covered in iron armor, and a blood-stained blue dragon flag, fell into the filthy mud beside the heavy steps of the hands who were responsible for the charge.

"How can we stop these guys!"

"Where are the renegade regiments? Do they dare to go slower?"

"Stay here is to die! I don't want to die here!"

Under the fierce attack of the Thracian Field Army, more than 60,000 herders had a tendency to collapse after ten minutes. Some timid and fearful even ran directly to the horse, wanting to get on and go. . Hermann brought his talents to kill several deserters in succession, and then barely stabilized the situation.

However, the occupation on the hillside has been extremely eroded. Those assault infantry armed with double-edged swords ripped the spear front of the nomads to pieces, and a large number of heavy armored infantry armed with tower shields and epees swarmed up from the rift. There was nothing he could do. Suppress the enemy with arrow rain, and the entire battlefield is on the verge of collapse!

"Damn! Where's the horses?! Where's the orcs?! They run very fast too! Can you let them come to support? If this continues, we will not be able to make Julian reach the battlefield!"

Several nomadic chiefs desperately used psychic communication to ask for help from the chieftain, but the white horse was not happy here. It was only a field army that hit the hillside, and the one that hit the pass on both sides was the field army plus the frontier army and massive auxiliary forces. The total offense! His subordinates are guarding here, and they are already very reluctant.

"While holding on, Julian said that he will be here soon, and I will send a support army there first."

Pain Hess sighed. After the zombieization, Ning really couldn't beat the ruthless role of the ancient red dragon, but an ancient black dragon could still fight evenly. It was really just a scam before, deceiving the Eastern Roman Legion, into a desperate situation.

After one person and one dragon repelled the Witch King again, Painhurs directly poured the chaotic anger on the soldiers of the Second Central Army, defeating the opponent's offensive for the first time.

There is no time to go around. The orcs of the Snakebite clan directly manipulated the ten-headed Titan Skug, stepped on the elves' corpses, and rushed into the interior of the Utus Valley, running in front of the elves army. The high **** to the north-the heavy rain of the Archdruid also made the elves' bows and arrows extremely weak, making it difficult to gather fire to kill these thick-skinned super-giant beasts.

The Roman soldiers who were slaughtered in the northern hills only felt the mountains sway behind them. They looked back and inhaled a breath of air-conditioning: A full ten hills, the size of Titan Sgugger, were rushing behind them at full speed!

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Control Weather (ControlWeather)

Variation

Level: Qi 7, Priest 7, Druid 7, Warlock/Mage 7

Spell components: speech, posture

Casting time: ten minutes; see instructions

Distance: 2 miles

Affected area: 2 mile radius centered on you; see description

Duration: 4d12 hours; see instructions

Exemption check: None

Spell resistance: No

You can change the local weather. You spend 10 minutes to cast the spell, and then wait 10 minutes for the spell to take effect. You can change the weather that matches the local climate and season.

season

Possible weather

spring

Tornado, thunderstorm, blizzard or hot weather

summer

Heavy rain, heat wave or severe hail

autumn

Cold or hot weather, fog or sleet

winter

Severe cold, heavy snow, or warmer

Late winter

Cyclone wind or early spring (coastal areas)

You can control the general trend of the weather, such as the direction and strength of the wind. But you can't control the details of the weather-such as where the lightning strikes, the path of a tornado, etc. When you choose the weather to appear, it will appear in 10 minutes (the weather will change gradually, not suddenly). The weather will last for the rest of the time, or until you specify a new weather with a standard action (each transition takes 10 minutes). Weather that is completely opposite cannot exist at the same time.

Manipulating the weather can eliminate the weather state (natural or unnatural) as it creates the weather. When the druid casts this spell, the duration is doubled and the radius of the area of ​​influence is also increased to 3 miles.