Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

The Mongolian iron cavalry is different from any legion. In this era of serious specialization, basically every legion has fixed equipment and talents.

This is to better arouse the clouds and better achieve the level that all is one, and it is also the original intention of the establishment of the luck system, which is to use the power of all beings to fight against individuals.

The Mongolian cavalry is different, because it carries the remaining imperial will of the Huns and the will of the Parthian Empire, the Mongolian cavalry has two forms.

That is, light cavalry and heavy cavalry, 40.00% of which are heavy cavalry, and the remaining 60.00% are light cavalry.

Such a unique characteristic also predestined the Mongolian iron cavalry to possess all sorts of peculiar abilities.

Death, famine, and killing are the three manifestations of the ability of Mongolian cavalry, but the ultimate core is conquest.

The Mongolian iron cavalry carried the imperial will of the Huns, and evolved death, which is the lost glory of the Huns.

Carrying the will of the Parthian Empire, the killing evolved, because Parthia needed a sharp knife.

And the last famine is the inner portrayal of the Mongolian tribes. As descendants of the Huns, they are not satisfied with the status quo. They yearn for a better life, which is far from being dependent on others.

They are like young eagles waiting to be fed, hungry all the time.

But Temujin used his own will to integrate the three wills and completely summed them up together.

Its name is Conquest.

Death, killing, and famine are all inseparable from conquest. This is the true meaning of the evolution of Mongolian cavalry.

However, the final direction of all the ultimate arms is almost the same.

Fear of death, so have the strongest skills; desire to kill, so have the strongest quality; endure famine, so have the strongest will.

The trinity of skill, quality, and will is the unity of spirit, energy, and spirit.

The training of generals and the training of legions are surprisingly consistent, as if this is the truth of the world.

But the Mongolian iron cavalry is just the soul of the army at the moment, and they are still some distance away from the height of the miracle, so they need to die and kill to fill their hunger.

"Rush over and smash them!" Temujin's command sounded like thunder.

The heavy cavalry among the Mongolian iron cavalry, wearing heavy armor and waving the mace in their hands, directly knocked away the soldiers of the Sixteenth Paladin Legion standing in the front.

The momentum like a meteorite hitting the ground reminded the three Eagle Banners of the Iron Buddha they saw just now, and they were just as arrogant and unreasonable.

It was as if what they were facing was not the Roman Eagle Banner Legion at all, but some completely unpopular garbage.

"Arrogance!" No.16 head of the Paladin Legion roared, and then led his guards to meet Temujin.

In the process of this kind of strong collision, he has no room to retreat. Once he retreats, his momentum will weaken, and the opponent's momentum will become stronger and stronger.

For an army like the Mongolian Iron Cavalry, momentum can actually be transformed into strength.

So he couldn't retreat, he could only go up and fight with Temujin.

"Good job!" Temujin sneered, to be honest, he was really afraid that the Roman legionaries would shrink back.

In that case, it is true that you can accumulate momentum to kill through, but the time will be too long. …

In a place like the battlefield where every second counts, it is a second to be able to speed up by one second.

If it is delayed for a long time, something will happen unexpectedly.

"Three swords, send you to meet your miserable god!" Temujin showed a ferocious look on his face, even though the paladin in front of him was also a boundary-breaker, he did not have the slightest fear.

"Arrogance! Sinner, take your life!" The head of the Paladin Legion gasped, he had had enough of this blasphemous sinner in front of him.

Temujin didn't say much, his inner energy exploded and his mind was fully opened, and he perfectly gathered his energy and spirit and naturally gathered it on the scimitar.

A knife directly slashed on the shield used by the head of the Paladin Legion to parry.

At that moment, the super shield carefully nurtured by the head of the Paladin Legion was about to give birth to a shield with a spirit.

After being hit by Temujin's scimitar, there were no sparks flying. Instead, it seemed to be bombarded by heavy artillery, and it bloomed inward like a morning glory.

Temujin laughed wildly, he didn't expect that in such a state of concentration, he could actually continue to move forward.

Sure enough, as long as he went to the battlefield and experienced killing and death, not only the Mongolian iron cavalry, but even him was making progress.

Conquer comrades, conquer enemies, conquer nature, conquer everything!
It was the first time that Temujin felt that he had practiced tens of thousands of chopping so refreshingly, and also felt the power of the perfect combination of skill, quality and will for the first time.

This is the future that Mongolian iron cavalry is heading towards, integrating everything into a conquering force.

"conquer!"

Temujin's monarch talent suddenly exploded, even though he has been concentrating on using it as a legion talent.

But at this moment, he realized that only by fully blooming can he make greater progress, and there is no hiding in the road of conquest.

In this enlightened mood, Temujin slashed again, and this slash hit the opponent's parry, but the aftermath of the conquest still shattered the armor of the Paladin Commander.

"I will send you to meet your god!" A thought flashed through Temujin's mind, and then followed the thought and swung the scimitar in his hand.

The head of the Sixteenth Eagle Banner Paladin Legion froze in place.

And Temujin continued to charge forward without looking back, as soon as he felt the knife, he knew that the opponent was dead.

Not only the body, but even the spirit was smashed by him.

For this kind of opponent who has conquered, killed and given death, he doesn't want to take a second look at all.

Except when admiring the spoils.

Benito no longer dared to paddle at this time, the Sixteenth Paladin Legion was pierced almost in a breath, and even the head of the Sixteenth Legion died.

If he dared to paddle against such a terrifying opponent, he was courting death.

The Fourteenth Legion is indeed capable of resisting the three talents and the army soul, but this does not mean that the Fourteenth Legion can fight against the three talents.

What they are best at is stretching the front line, relying on complex and changeable means to fool the opponent into the palm of their hands, and then kill them.

If they were head-to-head, they would not be much stronger than the Janissaries.

What's more, Benito is not a member of the church. Even if St. Peter III was beheaded, the Senate would at most scold him a few words, fine him some money in hypocrisy, or remove him. …

Therefore, Benito with the fourteen eagle flags naturally gave way. Anyway, the No.16 Legion was killed in one face-to-face. It is reasonable for their No.14 eagle flag to be killed.

And Benito wasn't fighting a fake battle, he was indeed not suitable for confronting the enemy head-on, so after he stepped aside, he desperately increased the output from the two wings.

Not working for the church does not mean not fighting Parthia.

Hundreds of soldiers of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry and the Holy Meteor Cavalry were killed by the soldiers of the [-]th group.

Temujin and Ardasil gritted their teeth in hatred, but they also knew that now was not the time to manage the [-]th Army, and after completing the first goal, they were settling accounts with Benito.

"Archangel Gabriel, go up!" Frederick was in a hurry. What kind of monster is this Mongolian iron cavalry? It took less than a quarter of an hour to defeat two Eagle Banner regiments, and even the commander of the [-]th regiment died.

He himself also drew out his big sword and faced Temujin. You must know that he was once an outstanding figure among the paladins of the church, and his strength has not fallen.

"Congratulations, you stopped me!" Temujin looked at Frederick, who blocked his attack with a big sword and was able to push back, with a mocking smile on his face.

The stamina of the iron cavalry has been exhausted, and it is not surprising that they will not be able to penetrate the last line of defense.

Although it was a surprise that the Fourteenth Army took the initiative to avoid, the Fifteenth Army was a bit beyond their imagination.

He had seen the Fifteenth Legion before, Jin Wushu and the others had also fought against the Fifteenth Legion, and the comment he got was that it was an ordinary Imperial Guard.

But when he saw it today, he knew what it meant to be believed only with his own eyes.

The Fifteen Fanatic Legion may be a guard in normal state, but in this battlefield of repeated will, the fanatics also showed their most terrifying side.

That is firm belief, and fanatical loyalty.

For Christians living under the Roman Empire, the prosperity of Rome has been sung since their birth. Although there have been various ship capsizing incidents in history, generally speaking, the Roman Empire was indeed in this period. Stand proudly above the world.

Coupled with the occurrence of various god-killing incidents in Rome, even the most devout Christians believe that Rome is indeed a great demon capable of wrestling with gods.

Therefore, in the content preached by the church, God has not awakened, so the archangels and angel legions are sent down to fight for their interests and spread the gospel of God to them.

As for the devil and the like, the church can only preach that this is God's test for the world.

As for confrontation, the last confrontation is dead and there is no dregs left. Although not all Roman emperors are Nero's kind of guy who directly evaporates from the world and sends you to have a dialogue with the Lord, but after going through After Nero, confrontation is impossible
There is no way, it is not that Christians have not resisted in this era, but before the advent of Constantine, the best treatment for Christians in Rome was that the people would not raise officials and not investigate.

Christianity is still a poor family these days, so there is a true God who comes to the platform in person, and ordinary believers will never question it.

Everyone will spontaneously support the true God.

That's why St. Peter III became Rome's confidant soon after he took over the church. …

Before seeing a fanatic, no one could have imagined that people would be twisted like this.

It's like it's impossible to imagine that there are fanatical star-chasers and brainless fans, it's beyond the comprehension of normal people.

Rome couldn't understand it, but Rome understood the threat of the church, so it began to suppress Christianity and the church.

So even if the church had experienced the version of the Holy Roman Empire in advance, their status had only changed from a beast to a level similar to that of ordinary barbarians.

And that's enough. When people are most desperate, they can't see the way.

As long as there is a way, then man has definitely not reached the most desperate moment.

Even going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire is no problem at all, as long as there is a way, someone will be able to walk there.

And the church is like this now. From being persecuted to gaining status, the change came from the sky boat. The sleeping god sent an envoy to help the Pope to benefit the world.

Roman citizens had a good life, but they were not Roman citizens, they saw another way.

Those believers who have experienced the darkest period have become fanatics, and they have become stronger under the impetus of will.

Their biggest feature is that when the faith of the believers becomes stronger, their fighting power becomes stronger.

They are the fanatics of God, whose will is so fanatical that it cannot be understood.

In fact, God did not give them any power, but God gave them a pillar, a pillar that allowed them to transform their will into strength.

So the more they support God, the stronger their power will be. This is the scary thing about the church, which directly changes their cognition.

The chief general is God, and God is the chief general. What is the real difference between the two in this world?

Soldiers regard the commander as a god, and follow the commander to fight without questioning, timidity or fear.

And the believers regard the gods as the commander, and the followers do not question, fear or fear in any battle.

The god of war is also a god, and the god is also a god of war.

Under the flexible teaching explanations of Cyprian and St. Peter III, many unexplainable things became logical and self-consistent.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, as long as the logic is self-consistent.

Truth is not convincing, and convincing is enough to be truth.

The fanatics frantically used the weapons of the Mongolian Iron Knights in their bodies. Even if their chests were pierced, they could still wield the weapons in their hands to fight back.

The fight made Temujin feel a little chilled, even the will of the Mongolian cavalry was as strong as iron, and it would fluctuate because of death.

But these fanatics in front of them don't seem to have such emotions at all. They are like monsters in human skin, and they don't understand emotions at all.

"Ardashir, I'll leave the rest to you!" Temujin roared. Their battle was a blitzkrieg, and the soldiers from the opponent's rear battalion hadn't even rushed to the battlefield.

As long as you kill the fifteen fanatics in front of you, the head of St. Peter III will be beckoning to them.

"This is Holy Meteor!" Ardashir immediately let out a long roar when he heard this, and the momentum and internal energy that had been accumulating just now burst out directly.

At this moment, the Holy Meteor Knights led by Ardashir almost became a whole, and the overwhelming aura seemed to press down on the Roman legion. The overwhelming aura all showed the strength of Ardashir's army.

Although he hadn't stepped into a miracle, the Holy Meteor Cavalry, which exploded at full strength at the moment, was a sharp butcher's knife.

Ardashir didn't understand the fanaticism of the fanatic legion, nor did he understand the so-called gods of the church. What he thought was very simple.

Rush forward, fight your way, and bring out the head of St. Peter III!
It's that simple.

"One knife!" The rider of the Holy Death Cavalry swung down indifferently, and the light of the knife slashed at the soldiers of the Fanatic Legion with an almost irresistible cutting ability.

The terrifying lethality easily cut off the defense of the fanatics.

No matter how bright the will is, the body is a body of flesh and blood after all.