Augustus Under the Horseshoe

In the dragon roar of the triple ensemble, Ning carried the chiefs of the people and horses and descended on the cavalry battlefield on the right wing. Bailong smashed into a sticky meat sauce.

Hundreds of pounds of sand and dust, mixed with the blood and meat of the white dragon, were thrown into the sky tens of meters in the shock wave generated by the impact, and then turned into a rainstorm of blood, and fell to the ground in a patter, for this horror The war in China once again added a touch of death.

Accompanied by the palpitating whistling sound, a spear burning with four-color magic fire fell from the sky, announcing the arrival of Painhurs. The chaotic flames that twisted the air forced Aetius back from Goril and Zhao Xina. Several Roman warlords wearing golden and red cloaks came for reinforcements. They were also repelled one by one by Abujos, Peanna, and Olaqir. The Roman heavy cavalry rushed to reinforce their warlords. However, there was no Egypt. After Tius's psychic bombardment, the men and horses also assembled again and slayed violently. The entire battlefield, centered on the leaders of both sides, gradually became a **** vortex.

"Come here, Painhurs."

"It's been a long time! The governors of five provinces!"

The Pale Warlock did not answer. The previous call had already said enough, and he gave him the time to choose. Now, there is no need to waste his words. All he needs to do now is to completely defeat him.

Aetius frowned. The pale white horse had already prepared. When he came to him, he had become a fourteen-foot-high arcane behemoth with a weight of eight tons. The four-color chaotic demon flames and the mithril chain armor shirt gleamed with the cold light of death.

And under that thick chain mail, the pale flesh and blood was transformed into azure blue arcane energy, and the entire beast turned into a pure arcane form, with thousands of flowers composed of two colors of brilliant gold and green and green. Arcane fire, flying around the incarnation of arcane arts, swirling, burning, roaring out the prayer of death!

Divine power, righteousness like a rainbow, acceleration, arcane surge.

The two sides acted almost at the same time, and the commander knew very well that the caster in front of him was not a kitchen knife like Gorell. A psionic blast could control it, and he simply shredded the ground under his feet again and used psychic energy to roll up several tons. Crushed stones and rubble rushed to the arcane behemoth like a torrential rain.

"Damn it! Painhurs! This guy doesn't just use the clone technique! Each clone also has a bonus of mental division!"

Magnus exclaimed. It hides in the dark, originally wanting to use psionic energy to counter the empire's war commander. But who would have thought that the clone technique already allows the psionicist to use two psionic abilities at the same time, and the two clones also use split minds! He can use four psionics at the same time! He just countered only a quarter of the opponent's strength.

The pale warlock instantly tore a gap in the space, avoided the rubble and rubble that swept across the world, came to the back of Aetius, and shot two arrows in a row! Two spear-sized bows and arrows failed to shoot through the best triple lock armor in the empire, but the magic poured on them still opened the gates of two hells in an instant, and countless large pale hands whizzed out from them, directly attacking Aetiu. Si, dragged into a different space.

"Crack!"

Before Painhurs could breathe, the calm sky shattered like glass, and the two commanders were almost dragged into the hell, and they re-transported through another world and returned to the battlefield.

"It seems that there is no trick. If he does not have the means of teleportation from another world, even if he finds a way to return, the war will be over long ago. Unfortunately, he can only fight head-on!"

White Horse sighed. The spell slots of the 9th and 8th rings were exhausted. He could only burn the lower-level spell slots, transforming it into a burning spear that burned with the four-color magic flame, and roared to kill his former friend. .

Without the psionic bombardment of the war commander, the men and horses have regained the initiative in the battlefield, and even the most elite imperial cavalry is far from the opponent of these monsters.

They are inherently stronger than humans, and now, under Painhurs’s rule, they have acquired human equipment, learned human tactics, a team of heavily armored men and horses or armed with shields and halberds, forming an infantry front. Defending against the impact of the empire, or tearing through the Roman front with a bent bow and holding a gun, the entire company of Persian heavy cavalry was defeated by people who could switch between infantry and cavalry tactics at will, and became the tribe. The annihilation of the establishment, a scarlet eagle flag, fell into a pool of blood with the passage of time.

However, the quality of the other cavalry of the tribe is far less powerful than that of the centaurs. The Gajdin heavy cavalry of the Visigoths, and the Skug cavalry who entangled the orcs under the sudden advance of the pigs, actually gained the upper hand in the battle. With more than 10,000 heavy knights under Giliman, he also resisted twice as much light knight assault.

At the time when the two sides were in a stalemate, the 40,000 archers originally arranged on the left wing announced their arrival with the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun! The ratio of the cavalry forces between the two sides on the right wing has become 110,000 to 50,000. No matter how you look at it, the failure of the Romans here is only a matter of time.

On the left flank of the battlefield, Christian took a breath. After repelling the initial beheading action, Killiman also knew that this was a counterfeit, not wasting the elite of his men, and continued to carry out the risky assassination.

However, the tribal auxiliary army of the central left has collapsed across the board. They have supported the most elite warrior swords in Gaul and Spain for several hours, and successfully supported the tribe to destroy the barbarian front. The cavalry successfully returned to the right wing.

However, they still ushered in their limits in the end. The entire front was torn by the empire’s most elite fighters, and seven or eight huge gaps were torn out. Countless soldiers in red robes poured into the gap and pushed them more and more. Big, in the end, the entire front fell apart in the roar of Rome. Under the command of Gilliman, the 100,000 elite quickly formed a net in the center of the battlefield and charged toward the west, trying to outflank and annihilate the left-wing men.

"Christian! The opponent is surrounded! Now retreat from the south immediately! They are all heavy infantry, time is coming!"

The horses frowned, but Christian didn't think so.

"Can't withdraw! If we leave, then these soldiers will turn around and counterattack the exhausted tribal infantry! They are extremely tired now, still in rest, and can't hold up the Romans' attack!

See the hill beside the Marne? Everyone! Defensive posture! Kamikochi! We leaned against the river to attract the attention of these heavy infantry! When the empire besieged us on three sides, their chrysanthemums will be attacked by tribal infantry who have finished their rest!

If we stay here for enough time, we can even wait until the cavalry on the right wing decides the victory, and the warchief integrates all the cavalry to form a larger anti-encirclement circle behind the Roman encirclement net! At that time, everyone should join in and out, and they can wipe out all these guys! "

The bard raised his sword and shield and roared loudly in front of the 40,000 horses.

"Follow the order! Alan Nure Pain Hess!"

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