Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1018
"It's not right! It's not right!" Ardasil frowned.

He didn't expect that the Seventh Eagle Banner actually had two brushes, and he overtook each other several times, but was withdrawn by the opponent.

Especially as the number of battles increases, the opponent seems to become more and more comfortable, as if they have completely mastered their fighting style, thus greatly reducing the pressure during the confrontation.

At the beginning, the battle loss ratio of the two sides' hedging was one to three, but in the process of chasing, the ratio was still one to three.

You know, they are the one chasing and attacking, and they should have an absolute advantage, but as the chasing battle progressed, Ardashir noticed something was wrong.

"This feeling is like... the Habayashi Army, yes! Yes, it is the Habayashi Army!"

When Ardashir witnessed the Holy Meteor Cavalry being repelled again, he finally understood what the problem was.

The opponent actually trained after the Habayashi Army, no, it should have imitated the complete Habayashi Army.

So in the process of fighting, it will become more and more difficult to deal with.

The Holy Meteor Cavalry itself is Ardashir, a legion formed by combining the witnessed Habayashi Army and the Parthian Guards.

Before completing the ultimate leap, it was just a shadow troop imitating the Habayashi Army. Even though they had reached that level by chance, they finally slipped down with the help of external force.

So they themselves still haven't completed their sublimation, they are still the shadow troops imitating the Habayashi Army.

And the Seventh Eagle Banner in front of him is actually the same path, comparing the two, the Seventh Eagle Banner is actually more like the Habayashi Army than the Holy Meteor Cavalry.

Because the Seventh Eagle Banner does not intend to go out of its own way at all, and blindly imitates and witnesses, while the Holy Meteor Cavalry wants to go out of its own way.

But before the road was cleared, he was still completely restrained by the Habayashi Army.

After realizing this, Ardasil took a deep breath.

"end!"

With Ardasil's order, the Holy Meteor Cavalry immediately stopped.

Ardashir decided to give up the chase. Under such a restrained situation, it was just a dream for him to kill the Seventh Eagle Banner.

In addition, the chasing time was too long, no matter how slow Rome's reaction was, he should have sent someone to support him. He had to withdraw, otherwise it would be too aggrieved to be bet on this place.

"withdraw!"

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, Ardashir still gave the order to retreat. He shouldered a heavy responsibility. He could take risks, but he could not die.

After Ardashir retreated for a while, Graze's adjutant noticed this.

"General, they seem to have given up!"

"Keep running, don't stop, wait until we meet with the reinforcements!" Gretz stopped the adjutant's words, and his tone was a bit cold.

He also realized the problem that Ardashir was aware of.

Gretz was proud, but he suddenly discovered that the legion made by Augustus for the Seventh Eagle Banner actually buried such a big hole.

They have no future at all, and the future is almost visible at a glance.

This is completely unacceptable for a young man like Gretz. Although he has not reached the point where he can't make progress, he has already seen the end of the future.

It would be fine to just be aware of this point. Although Gretz is arrogant, he is not a rigid person. Power is something that only counts when you get it.

Just like the Iron Giant of the Eighth Eagle Banner, the upper limit is extremely high in the future, but the Iron Buddha was encountered on the way and almost sent the entire legion out.

An unfulfilled future is meaningless.

But Graze met Ardasil, who was also a young man, walking on a similar path.

But the other party is going his own way. Although for this reason, the other party is restrained by his own side, but the other party's future is bright, and he seems to have no future.

If you are an old fritter, you don't want to love this kind of army with a minimum of three talents and a maximum of three talents, but young people can't stand this.

Especially after another young person chooses to go his own way, it is difficult to settle down and continue on a fixed path.

What's worse is that the Holy Meteor Cavalry is not only stronger than the Seventh Eagle Banner now, but will also be stronger than the Seventh Eagle Banner in the future.

Although they have restraint against the Holy Meteor Cavalry now, but it is technically, the Holy Meteor Cavalry directly uses hard power to force the seventh pair of slashes.

The so-called restraint is not worth mentioning in front of the real strength.

In fact, any legion that has reached the three talents has no absolute shortcomings.

Only when faced with the same three talents, the so-called restraint and weakness will become meaningful.

The Seventh Eagle Banner doesn't even have three talents right now, so it doesn't have the qualifications to talk about restraint at all.

"Something has to change!"

Graze didn't want to be so powerless the next time he faced Ardashir.

But in front of him is not only Ardasil, but also the god Augustus.

It is a huge challenge for Gretz to cross the framework planned by such a big boss without losing his combat effectiveness.

In particular, Graze understood that this attack by Ardashir heralded the end of the war.

If his meddling in front of the battle causes the strength of the Seventh Eagle Banner to be compromised, which in turn affects the normal overall situation, his position as the commander of the Seventh Eagle Banner Corps may not be stable.

Depressed, after thinking for a while, Graze found Africa, the commander of the Eighth Eagle Banner.

Although the faction labels on the two people are completely incompatible, both are considered young people and don't care about it at all.

"Greyz, what are you looking for from me?" Although Africanas didn't care about political affiliation, he still understood more or less.

He suffered a lot of pressure from Severu and Penirance last time, and he didn't want to push himself to the forefront again.

So he cautiously asked about Graze's purpose.

"I'm here to ask you for advice, how to get out of your own way when you are suppressed?"

Africanus was taken aback when he heard the words, and Graz opened his mouth. He thought that the other party wanted to ask Penirance for advice through him.

But after listening to it, Africanas understood that Gretz really came to him.

Going out of your own way can roughly be called rebellion.

And Africanas really has a lot of experience about this. At the beginning, Penirance suppressed him in various ways, but he still survived.

"Why do you ask that?" Afrikanas raised his eyebrows, looked at Graze and asked.

"Because I don't want to be shrouded in the shadow of others!" Graze replied without thinking.

Africanas became more and more satisfied, and Gretz's answer was exactly what he wanted.

He has lived in the shadow of Penirance since he was a child, and he is still trying to get out of the shadow to this day.

"You have found the right person! Then I will tell you my experience!" Afrikanas directly greeted the soldiers to serve a table of food and wine, and he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Graze.

Speaking of which, because Penirance worked for Commodus back then, Africanus had actually been excluded from the circle of Roman nobles and elders.

This also led to Africanas having few friends and few people to confide in.

When meeting Penirance, he either quarreled or fought. Although he has never won so far, he persisted for longer and longer. One day, he will get rid of the shadow of Penirance, Afrikaner Si has always been firm in his heart.

But the long-term loneliness also made him yearn for someone to confide in, and now Graz, who is almost facing a situation similar to his, even worse than him, can completely resonate with him.

This made Africanas feel uncomfortable.

The two chatted more and more vigorously, and in the end, if the adjutant hadn't stopped him, Africanas would even have wanted to fight with Grez.

However, the adjutant stopped the nonsense of the two just right, and gently turned the matter over.

As a hardcore member of the Emperor Severus' faction, Africa, if he gets too close to the Augustus faction's Grez, it will not be a good thing for both of them.

Although Rome is now maintaining a balance, in the final analysis, the existence of Augustus has somewhat interfered with Severus' rule, especially the act of summoning Caesar.

It made Severu extremely unhappy, but he couldn't refuse on the surface, he could only obstruct it in private.

Under such circumstances, if Graz and Africanas were to make a fool of themselves, Penelance might be affected.

As Africa's adjutant, of course he couldn't just sit back and watch this happen.

"Hiss! What the hell was I doing yesterday?" Afrikanas grabbed his head and got up, the pain of hangover lingering in his mind, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"General, don't do such a dangerous thing in the future!" The adjutant sighed, Africa is fine with everything, but it is too disruptive.

But now Rome needs order, order.

"That kid is my appetite! I will fight with him if I have a chance in the future!" Afrikanas cleared the alcohol in his body with his internal energy, and barely recovered his mental state.

"You don't have to wait any longer. You have this opportunity now. Pope St. Peter ordered the Second, Seventh, and Eighth Eagle Banner Legion to counterattack along the Parthian invasion."

"War?" Africa's drunkenness disappeared instantly, and the power of the iron giant hovered in Africa's body, completely clearing everything in his body and the drunkenness in his head.

"Yes, General, Parthia has sent troops!" The adjutant replied seriously.

While Africa and Graze were drinking together, Ardashir just returned to the camp, and without hesitation issued the order to send troops to attack.

This order was recognized by Temujin and Mongolian cavalry.

Passive defense is really not the specialty of cavalry like them, so he very much agrees with Ardashir's going out.

Atratomy and Babak had concerns, but in the end they didn't say anything.

After the two most dazzling people in Parthia have decided, even if they object, it will have no effect.

And when the two of them are combined, Ardashir's decision can be said to be a good decision, and Rome probably didn't predict that they would take the initiative to attack.

It is obviously a good thing if they can beat Rome by rubbing their hands, and even if they lose, they can retreat calmly with their backs against the fortress of the mountains. In this case, it is a correct choice to give it a go.

But the question is how and where.

"This time, we will join forces and launch an attack directly from here!" Ardashir's eyes shone coldly, and he pointed directly at the location of St. Peter III.

In order to boost morale, St. Peter III arrived on the frontal battlefield and was mobilizing before the war.

For the Religious Legion, the Pope's visit to the scene and the pre-war mobilization with the Vice-Prince of Light is no less than a shot of stimulant for them.

Moreover, St. Peter III did not cover up his whereabouts at all. What stood out was the ostentation, which really inspired the front-line legions, especially the No.15 Zealot Legion and No.16 Paladin Legion. Their morale was directly boosted. .

"Breakthrough from the front?" Babak frowned as he looked at the line drawn by Ardashir. While he was a little speechless, he also felt a little reasonable.

"Because you are facing the strongest point on the opposite side, so you don't need to consider the factor of the opponent's reinforcements. As long as you can break through the defense line, you will definitely be able to achieve your goal?"

Babak recalled the previous movements of Rome. The second, seventh, and eighth came to the flanks, and while defending against Ardashir's attack again, he began to move towards Parthia, constantly testing Patti. Asia's military deployment.

If they launch an attack directly, the second, seventh, eighth and third legions will not be able to keep up.

Plus the No.13 Legion and No.17 Angel Legion stationed on the other side.

In other words, they only need to face five Eagle Banner legions and a large number of ordinary elites in the front.

If they really blasted from this strongest point, they might have a chance to win the victory by beheading directly and kick the Roman army back.

"Find a few more people to feign attack on the flanks, at least to attract the attention of those Eagle Banner Legion." Atratomy suggested.

"Undead King Cavalry and Undead Guards! They are qualified for this task!" Ardashir pondered for a moment, then finalized the two legions facing the three eagle banners.

With the characteristics of the two undead legions, even in the face of the more numerous three Eagle Banners, they can completely entangle them.

"Let me go together, just in case!" Babak said.

Ardasil pondered for a moment, then nodded. It is true that the two undead legions can only block it, but it is completely unrealistic to expect them to hold back the three legions on the opposite side.

The simplest thing is that the opponent can take away a legion for support. Judging from the second and seventh speeds, there may be unexpected changes at that time.

And Babak's Burning Legion will make the Eagle Banner Legion a rat-fighting weapon.

After all, Thirteen Qiangwei's misery lies ahead.

"As for the five Eagle Banner regiments on the front! Two Army Souls and two Three Talents are enough to get in!" Temujin tapped on the table.

Mongolian Iron Cavalry, Iron Buddha, Holy Meteor Cavalry, and Parthian Divine Cavalry, a total of four top legions. Even if the five eagle flags of Rome lead more barbarians, it is not impossible for them to plan to succeed.

(End of this chapter)