Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"The Horde is not our opponent! Stand on the line! Where are the Franks? Go run! Let that **** bring her Franks over for reinforcements!"

Theodoric I roared loudly, and the Frost Giant joined the Visigoth army and joined the battle. They threw huge rocks the size of a calf towards the tribal coalition forces pressing from the rear, right flank, and front, and the soldiers exploded and died, while dragon flags fell into the dust.

Under the cover of boulder bullet rain, the Gothic battle group wearing Roman-style armor, singing the war hymn of Northern Europe, launched a counterattack against the tribe! A tomahawk pierced the sky, and blood flowers bloomed everywhere. The crazy Visigoths even repelled the offensive of the ogres.

However, they hadn't been proud for long. The Teflin archers with two quiver shots from the rear, with extremely numb arms, were rejuvenated under the treatment of the priest.

The orcs also carried out some simple maintenance on the **** on the shoulders of the giant hills. Accompanied by the creepy whistling sound, the gloomy dark clouds once again obscured the blood-colored sky. The death rainstorm composed of tens of thousands of iron arrow clusters and sharp broken rocks instantly defeated the Gothic charge. Array.

The brave men who rushed in the forefront were attacked by the terrifying tribe's long-range offensive. They were inhuman, sturdy bodies, torn apart by dense rock fragments, and every piece of rotten flesh covered with armor was filled with sharp feathers.

"Trash!!! Coward!!! After the king died on the front line, the first thing you thought of was fleeing? You were defeated by the Roman army again?! Do you want to repeat the mistakes of the Dacia Kingdom again?!"

Gu Gal used magic to amplify his own volume, so that all the ogres on the verge of collapse could hear the roar of his two heads. He pinched a gesture with his left hand and threw out a cold and piercing frost storm. The defeated army, frozen into a fragile ice sculpture, to avoid being trapped by the defeated army and retreating, or simply trampled to death.

The two-headed ogre lifted a stick in his right hand and smashed these frozen cowards into powder. Walking on the debris of frost and flesh and blood, alone, he killed the Gothic battle group that was being repelled by the rain of arrows.

"Children of Dacia! Are you still running away? This is Gaul! Thousands of kilometers away from Dacia! You have nowhere to go from the beginning! If we lose, the Horde loses! Then, everyone One by one will be caught in the arena of the Romans and reduced to slavery.

Fight to death with wild beasts, just smile to win our feud! Instead of that, I chose to die here! Still remember the ogre of hatred and glory! Follow me, charge! ! ! "

Gu Jiar stepped on his sturdy short legs and charged into the army of Goths without hesitation. The fat belly filled with muscle and fat trembled wildly. His huge hands once again blasted two fiery green flames, making Two strong Nordic men in iron armors were wiped out in the green fire.

The defeated ogre, after hearing the cry of his compatriots, regained some sense, the shadow brought by the death of the Führer was quickly diluted by the more tragic ending after the defeat, and the fat monsters once again burned their fighting spirit. He turned his direction neatly, followed behind the two-headed cannibal magician, and launched a second round of assault.

"There is another leader."

Under the cover of four great shield guards, Theodoric raised the Eternal Spear for the second time, with the tip of the spear engraved with Runes, and pointed directly at the double-headed giant that rushed forward. , Ready to kill him with one blow, once again crushing the morale of the ogre.

However, he hadn't thrown his spear. Suddenly, the frost giant holding the tower shield in the south disappeared without a trace along with an instantaneous gap in space. There is only one arrow left in place, a large arrow that fits the shape of a horse!

Before the Supreme King could react, Painhurs sent his second arrow of enchantment! He poured any gate of the magic spell on the first arrow, and forcibly teleported the tower shield attendant covering the Supreme King to a hundred feet away.

Now, Theodoric has been exposed to his arrow. The second cone-shaped armor-piercing arrow, with the help of the enemy fighter, barely passed over the frost giants' heads, and hit the highest. The king's blue skin.

Accompanied by the surging arcane power, the second spatial fissure opened again, and countless slender and white palms filed out from any door, pulling and dragging every inch of Theodoric’s skin, forcibly Caught inside the door, the Supreme King's eyes went dark, and after he reacted, he found that he had been teleported to the top of his head, nearly 500 feet high in the sky! Falling quickly towards the ground!

"Finally pulled this guy out of the frost giant! Now it's easier to aim!"

The pale warlock smiled slightly, his left eye was burning with black flames. With the assistance of the enemy fighter, the world in front of him was split into two parts, the ongoing real world and the upcoming future. The warchief immediately turned the two nine-ring arcane positions into four-color magic flames, two soft evil fire spears, entangled and surrounded each other like poisonous snakes, and finally solidified and formed. The terrifying heat, even Burning, distorting the air of the battlefield.

Accompanied by the creepy screaming sound, the four-color magic flames entwined by the double spears were thrown into the sky by the warchief! While the Supreme King was falling at extreme speed, his whole person was suppressed by the gust of wind, unable to move, there was no way to make any effective resistance, he could only watch the magic fire spear burning with azure blue, scarlet, dark green, and purple. His pupils grew bigger and bigger, and in the end, there was only darkness left before his eyes.

The frost giant was stunned, the Visigoths trembled, their supreme king, for some reason, was thrown into the high sky, and in the process of falling quickly, was pierced through the head by a spear burning with chaotic evil flames. ! The whole head exploded like a ripe watermelon, and the charred meat splashed in all directions. The headless corpse fell from the sky like fallen autumn leaves, smashing to death a bunch of Gothic warriors.

And this whole process is just six seconds.

"It's now!"

Painhurs roared, and Ning, who had been hiding under Peanna's illusion, restored the form of a giant dragon. The petite and lovely fairy loli instantly turned into three silver dragons the size of a mountain, and shook countless soldiers back into ancient times. The extremely terrifying killing intent of the dragon is like a wave, sweeping the entire battlefield, making a large number of Gothic barbarians defeated in front of the terrifying Longwei!

Ning's three heads took a deep breath, the frost and snow that covered the sky, and the breath of frost and snow, instantly flooded the Gothic battle group, and the ancient corpse dragon trampled on the death carpet of frost and snow mixed with corpses. The front galloped quickly, wings spread out, and the whole dragon carried Painhes, Abujos, Payana, Alakir, and the four centaur chiefs, heading straight to the big scary frost giant!

"Roar!!!"

Ymir uttered a roar that shook the sky. She was so huge that the ancient corpse dragon the size of a mountain compared to her, like an adult and a medium-sized hunting dog.

However, what she had to face was the four strongest casters in the world on the dragon's back.

With a fierce pounce, the whole dragon hung on the ancestor giant's body. The four dragon claws and the hooks on the wings were deeply embedded in the giant's flesh and blood. The three heads also bit Ymir's shoulders. And neck.

The opponent is too huge, the condensed dragon claws are enough to tear steel, dozens of tons of terrifying bite force, combined with sharp fangs, can instantly cut off the throat of Titan Skug, this level of attack is only It just tore the giant's skin.

Ymir hit the giant dragon that threw himself on him. Under the heavy fist, the silver dragon scales immediately shattered into countless fine powders, and the entire chest cavity was sunken inward with a large hole, at least four or five ribs. Shattered under the blow.

However, now the men and horses standing on the dragon's back have crossed the defense line composed of thousands of frost giants, and placed Ymir within the range of his own attack.

"Give me some time!"

Pain Hess pulled the nameless bow out of a full moon of death: she can indeed be infused with magic, and every spell can be stored in the arrow for tens of seconds, but this magic bow forged by the forging general , There is no upper limit on the number of spells that can be accommodated.

This means that as long as you have enough time, you can mix several spells on a single arrow and release them all in one breath!

Al'Akir wielded the blade of thunder that was blessed by the Elemental Maharaja. Accompanied by the dazzling golden electric current, the air was swelling sharply, erupting with a thunderous roar. Lines of golden thunder snakes are like rainstorms, bombarding Ymir's face, blood is like a fountain, gurgling out from her eyes and ear holes, but for her huge size, they are just a few strands of insignificance. Bloodshot.

Relying on the green dragon bloodline she inherited from her father, Peanna's dragon wings unfolded, facing the icy giant that penetrated the sky and the earth, she lowered the illusion of death that was indistinguishable from the truth. Ymir suddenly discovered that instead of a **** killing battlefield, he was surrounded by a quiet dark forest. The trees around him were bigger than him. The lush shade covered the dazzling sunlight. A terrifying black python, Entangle yourself tightly--

The ancestor giant uttered a sky-shaking roar and forcibly shattered the enchantment technique of the dead poet, but found that he was still unable to move! Abhuos summoned two green-bound rocs constructed entirely of vines. The three were constantly casting walls of thorns and entanglement spells, one by one green vines, the thorns snaking up along the giant's calf, fighting for Peanna. In the time that arrived, it had spread to the position of the giant's arm.

Ymir can break free of these fragile thorns and vines at will, but every time she spends time breaking free of ten thorns, there will be 20, 30, or even more vines, like a green viper, pulling perseveringly. She has a hundred limbs.

"You ants!!!"

The ancestor giant uttered an angry roar. At this moment, Painhurs' spell was finally completed, and that fragile arrow was on the verge of collapse because it carried four nine-ring magic arts!

Accompanied by the thunderous sound of trembling, enchanting arrows filled with four magic spells roared out! He rubbed Yumir's teeth directly and shot into her mouth.

The ancestor giant ignored the slight scratches in his mouth, grabbed the three-headed silver dragon by the back of the neck with one hand, and pulled the mountain-sized dragon directly from him, as if picking up one. Weak cat.

At this time, the small scrapes of the arrow in her mouth are about to cause fatal consequences: the four-fold summoning circle, unfolding in Ymir's mouth, has a mysterious circle with nine rings and eight lights.

Amid the two screams of eagles, half of the ancestor giant’s cheeks were like shattered ground, and there were blue death cracks, bunches of blue demon fire, erupting from the broken cracks, and the cracks It is still expanding, extending towards the head and jaw of the giant.

At the same time, a brass battle axe burning with red magic flames roared and tore apart the other half of the giant's cheek, blood spewed out along with several huge molars, and a bloodthirsty demon roared through it. The shackles of flesh and blood completely tore half of the giant's face.

Peanna took a breath of air, and through the big hole, she saw the inside of Ymir's mouth-in addition to the bloodthirsty demon, there was also a two-headed harpy who was releasing blue anger, and the other was spreading the plague. And the ruined green Roshan—a disgusting rancid mucus, burst out in the giant’s mouth and spread all over his body along his throat.

Ymir knelt on the ground in pain, her ice-blue skin was transforming into a corrupt dark green, her long golden hair gradually turned into deformed tentacles, she wanted to do something, but, a song that was fascinating. The ballad of, came from the shoulders of the dark green Roshan, soothing her soul and making the giant's movements stagnate.

At this moment, the azure blue magic fire almost burned the skin and flesh of her head, exposing the bones. The scarlet bloodthirsty demon stretched its bat wings, like a blood-colored meteor, swooping down the high sky, and cut off the decayed and soft neck under the erosion of toxins. The huge head was accompanied by blood in the sky. Rolled on the ground several times, and finally stopped at the feet of the frost giants.

The Visigoth army, which was already in a disadvantaged position in battle, completely collapsed after witnessing the deaths of Theodoric and Ymir. The Ostrogoths smashed them with the tribe’s dragon flag pigs. In the final stubborn resistance, the ogres and Greenskin trampled on the corpses of the Brutal League, and continued to form a net of encirclement, attacking the remaining foreign legions on three sides.

The Franks were amazed—all this happened so quickly that there was no time to react. The barbarians without the assistance of the Dove Whispering Court had extremely limited vision. They only saw the infantry on the right wing, which seemed to be in battle with the enemy, but the enemy army in front of them had not come over yet, so they had to stand by.

After a while, the Visigoths herald came over and let them attack, but a few minutes before the Franks on the far right were stunned-the Visigoths had been defeated, and the Ostrogoths and the ogres , Green Leather began to pinch his troops from the front, right, back, and three directions!

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