Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Aetius! It's Aetius!"

Several wind howling heads of households reacted from the initial bombing, and they immediately directed the wind howling warlocks to concentrate on bombing the enemy commander.

Accompanied by the horrible singing voice of the mysterious. Two hundred stern and brilliant golden thunders swept across the blood-colored sky, and instantly smashed in front of the psionicist, like a thunderstorm!

"It's the warlock of the Wind Howl clan!"

"Kill them! Leave none!"

The war commander under the dual increase of psionic clone and mental division is now equivalent to four legendary psionicists, driven by the same will to fight side by side. The avatar stands in front, and two consecutively opened two energy shields for protection from the thunder and thunder, respectively, against the thunder volley of two hundred wind howling horses and horses, while the main body shows two fires burning with psionic energy. The destruction ability of the blast burst under the banner of the Wind Howl clan!

In an instant, there seemed to be two more bright, scorching silver suns on the battlefield!

After defeating the howling warlock squad, Aetius once again distorted the real universe. This time, the four consciousnesses simultaneously displayed the same abilities. The ground in front of him seemed to be swept by the hand of death. Torn to pieces, hundreds of people rushing towards the war commander fell to the ground because of the collapse of the battlefield. Large swaths of blood stained red soil were torn apart by the majestic spiritual power, and hundreds of Thousands of corpses revolved and flew high into the sky.

The surface torn apart by psychic energy is like a huge mud wave sweeping the sky and the earth, and like a rainstorm of rocks that obscures the sky and the sun, knocking rows of people and horses to the ground!

With just one person, Aetius used four times his psychic power to hit a hundred stone sling giants, and the shelling power that can be produced by firing at the same time.

The men and horses who survived the catastrophe barely supported their battered bodies, ready to launch a second charge against the commander. However, when Aetius used his psychic energy to smash the earth, the Roman heavy cavalry behind him also completed their formation, forming a second wave of steel. After the huge wave of mud torn by psychic energy, they entered In the formation of the centaur!

"Quickly send a message to the warchief! Something happened here! Chief Yuehan! Let's stop him!"

Gorell patted the dust on his body. Hell, this guy uses psionic power, not magic. His own anti-magic shackles have no effect on Aetius. However, humans have very poor melee combat ability. As long as they can get close, It must be able to defeat him.

"no problem!"

Zhao Xina kicked the front hoof of an Andalusian horse, and the spear in her hand pierced the enemy's throat with precision. The two centaur chiefs who were assigned to the right-wing front roared and charged with the guards under their command.

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On the other side of the battlefield, Painhus commanded the most elite infantry of the tribe, and had completely destroyed the Romans' brutal allies. The warchief stood on the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, celebrating a quarter of the battlefield. The victory.

Although, under the protection of the three chiefs of Withered Bones, Poem Dead, and Wind Howl, he hardly suffered any damage, but in this beheading operation, he killed Theodoric, Ymir, and One The Barbarian generals also used a lot of fear skills. The horror halo completely destroyed the morale of the stubborn enemy. The spell slot consumption was very serious. The high-level spell slots of the eighth and ninth rings were all turned into demons by themselves. Fire attack, all exhausted.

On the other hand, Aetius, he controls the ultimate meaning of psionics: energy transfer.

This psionic energy will cause the user to consume three points of psychic energy, and then transfer two of them into the body of another target.

However, with the support of the power of the earth and the energy storage collar, this consumption will be reduced to a point. It is equivalent to consuming a little psionic energy to restore two points for another target! After Aetius and his clone bombed with the initial frenzied bombardment, after defeating the formation of the centaur, they weakened the offensive slightly, but they used energy shifting frantically to restore the depleted power points for the other self. , Although he is now as exhausted as Painhurs, but there is no shortage of psionic energy.

"I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought that kid would stay in his infantry regiment with an overwhelming advantage. I didn't expect that he would act as the commander of the cavalry, risking such a huge risk and fighting the tribal cavalry to the death."

Painhurs made a judgment immediately after receiving the psionicist's communication.

"Julian! Let your infantry rest for a while, and immediately pounce on the Roman infantry regiment from the flanks! Abujos! Payana! Orakir! Go! Let's kill Aetius!"

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Accompanied by the sound of shook horses hoofs, the elites of Greymane and Yuehan, like countless sharp knives, directly shredded the defensive net of the Roman heavy cavalry. The two characters of the war commander were using energy transfer techniques to recover The depleted psychic energy has doubled the bombing power. As a result, the men of the two clans rushed to his eyes!

Aetius recognized Zhao Xina at a glance. Among all the horses, only his clan gave birth to an oriental face with a high degree of recognition. On both sides of the helmet, there were two red feathers inserted.

Zhan Shuai's eyes, a few silver lightning leaped again, and two silver blazing suns bloomed on the battlefield again! The terrifying temperature even burned the corpses all over the ground to ashes, and the scattered weapons burned into red molten iron. The dazzling psychic light could be clearly seen even at the other end of the battlefield.

However, a scarred brown steed went beyond the bright silver flame of death, his armor and clothes were all burned, revealing large sturdy muscles!

"Aetius! The warchief treats you very well, why are you against the Horde! Have you forgotten the time we were together?"

Zhao Xina, who was almost destroyed by the flames, roared and killed him next to the commander. A ton of monsters, with just one collision, knocked Aetius in the triple lock to the ground, with her burly front feet. It directly smashed the chest of the psionicist.

The noose in his hand also accurately hit the other clone, tying him into the rope, and violently pulling it. The other commander felt his body lighter and his feet were off the ground. When he reacted, he was already caught by the opponent. I choked my throat with one arm! His strength was so great that his spine creaked with bare hands!

"Ah, I also miss my days on the grassland with you."

"You monsters are really powerful!"

The split Zhanshuai's personality didn't follow the preface, and a psionic blast knocked Zhao Xina to the ground, causing him to foam at the mouth, roll his eyes, and almost fainted.

After escaping the opponent's grapple. Aetius drew his sword, trying to completely kill the centaur chief in front of him, but at this moment, a black shadow also enveloped his head.

"Don't talk nonsense! Zhao Xina! Regardless of previous friendships, now, this human being is the greatest enemy of the tribe!"

Gorell let out a low death roar. With her flying cloak, she straddled the battlefield hundreds of feet, like a gray falcon, swooping down from the air! Smashed heavily on Zhan Shuai's head! The scimitar in his hand was as fast as lightning. Aetius hadn't reacted yet. The throat, arms, torso, etc. were hit by two scimitars that flashed with magic light, and they crossed the armor with one cut! Accompanied by the gushing red blood, thirteen huge stumps of broken meat fell to the ground feebly.

"Is it a clone?"

Gorell frowned. The two Aetius were exactly the same. They couldn't tell who was the main body and the clone. He just charged twelve times and killed one instantly. It seemed that he had chosen the wrong one.

"No, you chose the right one. The one killed by you is indeed the ontology."

Zhan Shuai's clone once again used a psionic energy to explode, foaming at the mouth of the Lord of Grey Mane. He covered his pale face in pain, and accompanied by a creepy creeping sound, a new clone fell off him again.

"But, unfortunately, Gorell! This psionic power is very special. Both of us are clones, and we are both entities. If you can't kill them all, I can be reborn at any time!"

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