Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Three thousand mounted cavalrymen, like a storm of destruction engulfed in a **** storm, destroyed the landing troops of the Second Legion with lightning speed. The soldiers who continued to land were like lamp oil slowly filled into the container, and they were overwhelmed. The Persian cavalry, torn apart, destroyed into a **** corpse.

On the other side, the Seventh Claudia Legion, with its flesh and blood, barely blocked the sphinx's terrifying charge, and even took the upper hand for a time, advancing hundreds of feet and laying down more landing areas.

Those sphinx monsters weighing more than three hundred kilograms have the same impact power as the green-skinned orcs, half-human and half-devil. These heavy cavalry, which generally start with a mass of 800 kilograms, are not of the same grade at all.

Seeing that two consecutive attacks were blocked, a sphinx wearing oriental scales and a golden cloak on his shoulders brandished a scimitar and cut the ropes that bound the slaves, using spears and arrows to force them to cry and wailing. , Screamed and fled in the direction of the Romans.

The orderly formation of the legionary infantry finally assembled, was instantly shocked by these prisoners, and became chaotic again. The angry centurion almost broke his own teeth-not everyone, it was Quintuchus and Julian. They really couldn't ignore these civilians-sacrificed the people of the empire in order to save the people of the empire? Whoever loves to do this kind of thing will do it!

"Quick! Retreat to the beach! Someone will pick you up over there!"

The soldiers dispersed their formations, quickly gave way to the victims, and threw a round of heavy javelins at the Sphinx, trying to delay the opponent's offensive and gain more time. After these people passed, Reuniting.

However, it was too slow. Thousands of Sphinxes, accompanied by the sky-shaking battle cry, trampled on the bodies of these captives, and smashed into the chaotic queue of the 7th Legion, making their faces scarlet and brilliant. On the eagle flag, dripping blood.

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"Your Excellency Commander, I have a good way."

As a traverser, Painhurs quickly recalled every hearty **** battle over the past thousands of years, and finally thought of a solution, and told it to the master of the Second Legion.

Yuli listened quietly to Chief Centaur’s plan, frowning, and slowly unfolding. Under his order, the legion stopped useless refueling tactics, and the huge fleet quickly connected to the sea. In neat straight lines, countless sailors, servants, and even legionnaires immediately took out huge wooden boards and tower shields. Pieced together and fixed in the gap between the boat supports.

The dark guards held up their shields, withdrew from the arrow rain, slowly retreating, preparing for the next charge, preparing enough distance, but what they didn't expect was that a few huge wooden boards were unloaded from the deck and used them as slopes. On the sidestring and the beach.

The Teflins looked at each other, wondering what abacus the Romans were playing—even if you formed a formation directly on the deck and landed slowly through these slopes, but there was not enough thickness to block the impact of the three thousand outfits.

"AlanNure Painhes!!"

This is not the roar of the Romans!

The black guard's commander widened his eyes, accompanied by two high-pitched and stern horns, and the sound of countless horses hooves trampling on the wooden planks, like roaring thunder and sky-shaking battle drums, came from afar.

Ten minutes ago, the Roman infantrymen used their exceptional craftsmanship and dozens of double-deck galleys to build a long enough acceleration track for the horses and men on the sea. Painhus personally selected two thousand people to wear their bodies. Chain armor, the most brave and proficient brutal soldier, galloping across the sea!

When these half-man and half-horse monsters, like an unstoppable crimson torrent, completed their charge and acceleration on the deck, when they rushed down the **** and were exposed to the eyes of the black guard, their speed had already reached their limit! The scarlet banner embroidered with weeping blood skulls stretched to the end of the field of vision! Teflin hurriedly urged the purgatory horse under his hips, trying to countercharge, but before the speed was raised, the half-man and half-horse monsters had already arrived in front of him.

"Roar!!"

The white horse let out a terrifying roar, and in the eyes of the black guard, the white horse suddenly turned into a ghastly and evil beast-the monster has a huge body like a giant that rushes into the sky, and the flesh and blood of a pair of giant dragons. The wings, with a slight flap, can wind up the howling wind.

The most terrifying thing is his head-like a giant octopus magnified countless times. Suddenly, the evil beast that appeared out of thin air issued a terrifying roar like a landslide! Crazy sound waves, the eight fleshy tentacles that grow on the chin are raised high! A huge mouth full of sharp fangs was revealed! Numerous smelly liquids, engulfed in the gust of wind and sound waves, seemed to be decayed, destroying Taiflin's spirit and will. Instantly disrupted the opponent's uniform charging formation! The white white horse seized the opportunity, and immediately took one of the most elite of his subordinates, and bit into this gap fiercely!

"Puff!"

The warchief raised the spear in his hand, and the scenery on both sides, accompanied by the sky-shaking battle roar, quickly disappeared behind his ears. The roaring gust of wind severely scratched the horse’s cheeks and tied one face to the barrel of the gun. The blood-colored banner, blowing the hunting sound!

The sharp tip of the spear accurately went around the neck of the horse, and pierced into the body of a dark guard. The mass surpassed a ton. The terror kinetic energy generated during the rapid rush was released to the sharp at the moment of this charge. On the tip of his gun, the delicate oriental scales shattered and collapsed in an instant. The flesh and blood body was also pierced by the spear, tearing it apart! One after the other, two splendid blood flowers broke out almost at the same time!

Painhurs pushed hard, and directly picked Teflin from the saddle, and lifted it high above his head. His gradually icy corpse hung on the barrel of the gun, like a second blood-colored banner, dripping blood, like a torrential rain, falling from the sky like a waterfall, soaking the armor and battle robe of the warchief.

The dark guards suffered heavy losses under this unexpected charge. The heavy armored black guards were pierced by long lances and shot down their saddles. A desert horse was hit by a terrifying charge. On the ground, crushed the rider's leg bones.

After falling into close combat, these cavalry who are riding on horseback require no effort, and need to spend energy to maintain balance, and they cannot resist the continuous slashing of the two-handed force of the centaurs! The horses and horses lifted a halberd high, and fell heavily, every time it slashed, it splashed blood in the sky.

Within a few seconds, the dark guards suffered heavy damage, so they had to withdraw quickly under the cover of other cavalry. After losing the impact advantage, the centaurs quickly changed from the impact cavalry to the heavy-armored infantry wielding two-handed weapons. Calling the war hymn of the grassland, they moved forward unstoppably, and the Taif forest mounted cavalry, who had lost their impact advantage, retreated steadily under their invincible offensive.

Bolanjar's silver teeth clenched, if it were ordinary heavy-armored infantry, she could order the cavalry to retreat quickly, and after pulling the distance, a wave of recoil completely defeated and tore the opponent's formation.

However, these men and horses are almost as open and hung up, with the stability of infantry and the speed of cavalry at the same time! Your cavalry can't keep a distance at all! They can only be forced to start close combat, which they are least good at.

This is not the most terrifying. After these two thousand men and horses, there is a scarlet Roman eagle flag. Pain Hess' counterattack quickly opened up the situation for the Second Army.

LEG·II·COH·I

LEG·II·COH·II

LEG·II·COH·III

The eagle flag with golden palms on one top and silver spears on both sides, accompanied by countless crimson team flags, filed out from the deck. Three battalions of giant soldiers took advantage of this opportunity to quickly land on the beach. Thirty uniform infantry phalanxes were placed on the front, and the Teflins who looked at them were extremely desperate-the previous battalion and ten infantry phalanxes were all too hard to die. Now, their strength is three times the previous one!

This is not over yet. The priests in the legion quickly offered their most devout prayers to the God of Punishment. Some of their bodies were filled with soldiers who had broken their lances, broken arrows, and fell in a pool of blood, bathed in brilliant light. Under the circumstances, the special guy got up again, picked up the long sword and shield beside him, re-formed a neat line up, and screamed to the sky!

"For the Empire!!"