Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1074 Caesar is Watching Us
Babak stared at Virgilio, the heavy pressure made him a little breathless, and the danger lingered in his mind, as if the legion in front of him was some kind of natural enemy.

This kind of inexplicable danger, coupled with the retreating front, made him decisively give up and continue to launch an assault in the direction of Severus, and directly turned his horse's head to give way to the front.

"Atratomy, help me!" Babak yelled, instinctively, he turned to Atratomy for help.

After the Parthian Knights disabled two three-talented legions, the Parthian Knights became the backbone of Parthia.

"Kill!" Atra Tommy put away the bow and arrow, and directly picked up the scimitar, and the bright light of the knife almost extended in the middle.

No one can stop the indestructible bright knife light wherever it passes.

Whether it is the ordinary barbarian legion in Rome, the elite barbarian legion, the ordinary citizen legion, or the eagle flag legion with the eagle flag.

In front of the bright knife light, they are as weak as paper.

"The Miracle Legion is like this. It can easily change the situation on the battlefield. Even if it is the command of a large legion, facing such a legion must have an elite, an elite that can at least stop them for a moment!"

Caesar glanced at the ugly-looking Penilance, looked at the powerful Parthian cavalry and said with a smile.

This is the case with the commanders of the large army who have never commanded the Miracle Legion. It is hard to imagine that with the large army in hand, there are still situations that they cannot handle.

Back then, Pompey clearly had an overall advantage like this, but when the two sides were at a stalemate, the tenth knight suddenly rose up, directly slammed his opponent, tore up the front line, and directly rewritten the direction of a war.

The Miracle Legion is actually nothing to the army, but if two armies are fighting and the Miracle Legion enters, it will be fatal to the side without the Miracle Legion.

Just like now, the Parthian cavalry easily tore apart the barrier between the front army and the middle army, and re-opened the connection between the front army and the middle army.

Not only brought back the Burning Legion, but also cleaned up a large number of soldiers, making the Parthia army's defense line stable again.

It seems that Penirance's efforts throughout the war have returned to before the liberation, but of course it is highly impossible. How could such a long period of fighting bring the situation back to the beginning.

Even if Parthia is reunited, it is based on the active retreat of the former army. It can also be said that Parthia has lost the qualification to be aggressive now, and there is no possibility of retreating.

Parthia is now completely hanging on the edge of the cliff. When it is over, it depends on how long the Parthia God Knight and the Burning Legion can last.

"The Legion of Miracles, is there really no way to deal with it?" Penelance was very distressed. He used to think that all legions were just pawns in his hands.

But whether it was Ardashir's Holy Meteor Cavalry or the Tenth Knights Legion led by Virgilio, the commander of the large army suffered a major blow.

The situation is indeed going according to his thinking, but the battle damage and the process are beyond his control. Even if it is a victory, it seems that it can only be a miserable victory.

"It's just a matter of experience. If the Legion of Miracles could really be invincible, I would have destroyed Parthia back then!" Caesar looked at Penilance and shook his head.

He has no way to persuade him, he can only rely on Penilance to come out by himself.

He himself is a crook, and he doesn't care about losses at all, as long as the final victory is his.

But for Penirence, unable to control the battle damage and the degree of victory, it is difficult for him to shoulder the post of commander of the Roman army.

He is not a pure military commander, he is still the deputy emperor of Rome, and there are many things to consider, including economics and politics.

"You think about too many things, victory is what you should think about the most!" Caesar said softly, and after only a moment of contact, he realized Penirance's problem.

"After this war is over, come back to the city of Rome, and we will have two hands!"

Caesar understood that words cannot convince such a commander who has touched the threshold, and only a naked failure can make the other party recognize the reality.

There is nothing wrong with pursuing perfection, but you should not pursue perfection beyond your own abilities.

Even Caesar couldn't win every battle, and couldn't grasp every step of the war. Penirance was just a commander of a large army, and he was still far behind.

"It's almost there, the Tenth Knights Legion, it should be able to penetrate directly to the opposite side, and the final victory has been achieved!" Caesar looked at the Tenth Knights Legion approaching the Parthian army, and made a firm judgment.

"Dictator Caesar, you trust the Tenth Knights Legion, even if they are not the ones you used to?" Penelance frowned, and finally asked.

The Tenth Knights Legion has been ruined for so many years, and Penelance does not believe that it has no influence at all. Even if the Tenth Knights Legion followed Caesar in the Southern and Northern Wars and made great achievements, the current Tenth Knights Legion is the same as the Tenth Knights Legion back then. The Knights Legion, that can make a difference.

"Hahaha, they are the Tenth Knights Legion!" Caesar's face was full of confidence. He was a gambling dog, and he had lost many times and won many times.

But in all the bets, the Tenth Knights never let him down.

One of the reasons for his sudden death back then was probably because he drove the Tenth back to the garrison. Without the military suppression of the Tenth Knights Legion, those guys in the Senate saw hope, so they outrageously stabbed him in the back.

If the tenth knight was there, those elders would never dare to do anything, because even if they could succeed, the tenth knight would not hesitate to wash the entire Roman senate to avenge him.

It's a pity, that time, he lost the bet, and the victory blinded his eyes, making him think that all the elders could be overwhelmed by his reputation.

"Look, they are the tenth knight, defenders of the glory of the Roman Empire."

Seemingly feeling the trust of Caesar, Virgilio became even more violent

No matter what Parthian legion was blocking the tenth knight, if a sword fell, the parry would be useless, the sword and shield would be useless, and the men and horses would be shattered.

The Tenth Knights Legion is like a ruthless killing machine. It keeps walking and swinging its sword, killing all the enemies in front of it.

Finally, the Tenth Knights Legion approached the real elite of Parthia, and the Parthian knights, led by Atratomy, made a bold move.

"Bastard, how can you still let yourself be presumptuous!"

The bright blade of light cut across, and the glass-like transparent blade of light swept across the soldiers of the Tenth Knights Legion, directly cutting out the sound of an air explosion.

The veteran of the Tenth Knights Legion blocked the light blade with his broadsword expressionlessly, exerted force on his wrist, a short and rapid vibration directly shattered the light blade, and then the broadsword swept across, a large number of fine glass-like fragments were reflected towards the handkerchief in his hand God of Tia.

"Hmph!" Atratomy snorted coldly.

At this moment, other normal legions would probably dodge, but the soldiers of the Parthian knights just squinted their eyes in the face of this splash, and all the debris of the splash turned into arc blades as if they had been endowed with will. Cut down once.

The bright light blade itself is the embodiment of their will, and it can naturally be manipulated by them at will.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk~" There was a continuous sound, and the remaining debris hit the soldiers of the Tenth Knights Legion like arrows, but the will and belief that hadn't hit it were canceled out by the soldiers of the Tenth Knights Legion, leaving only fine fragments The attack was also randomly blocked by the broad sword.

The fight back and forth between the two sides is enough to make the Legion at the Imperial Guard level disappear, but this is only a tentative fight between the two sides.

"A legion carrying the will of the empire, with its bright and powerful brilliance, that kind of will is really dazzling!" Virgilio squinted his eyes, looking at the Parthian cavalry in front of him.

I didn't notice it when I was far away, but when I got close, I realized what kind of unlucky Parthian knight is.

"I have to admit, in terms of ruthlessness, you are still ruthless in Parthia!" The corner of Virgilio's mouth twitched. The most glorious thing in their Tenth Knights Legion was to tear their own army soul with their hands, and they were cursed by their own empire's will.

As a result, Parthia in front of him directly ordered the will of his own empire.

Good guy, even if this war is over and Parthia can win the final victory, the legion in front of me may be directly killed by backlash.

Well, no, I guess they will live well, because whether the will of the Parthian Empire in front of them can last until the end of the war is unknown.

"Humph!"

Atratomy didn't care about Virgilio's teasing. At his level, his will was as strong as iron, and he would not be shaken by the other party's words and expressions.

There is only one thing he has to do, and that is to defeat Rome with the burning will of the Empire.

"Die!"

The light scimitar in his hand was swung with all his strength, and the powerful lethal force brought by the will to distort reality pulled out a blade of light that was about to cut off the opponent in front of him. There was no unnecessary nonsense, and the shot was the most powerful lore.

The tentative confrontation just now made Atratomy understand that the tenth knight in front of him was not someone he could keep.

But so what about being strong, it’s all about fighting, strength and weakness can never be proved by words, a battle will determine the outcome!
The soldiers of the Tenth Knights Legion looked at the scimitar cavalry who stabbed nimbly in the battle formation, and they didn't hold back either. They stepped out directly and swung the broadsword in their hands with the greatest power, blooming their will to the extreme.

"Pfft!~" Virgilio spat out a mouthful of blood, and then swung his sword again to kill the Parthian knight in front of him.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Virgilio thoroughly confirmed the strength of the divine cavalry, very strong.

"I have to admit, your will is really bright enough!"

The strong will distorts the reality and forms a sword that is fierce enough to cut through heavy armor. Even the Tenth Knights Legion has the same will, and it is impossible to be completely unharmed in such a terrifying confrontation.

The most troublesome thing is that Atra Tommy is a miracle of the promotion of the Army Soul Corps, possessing the ability to protect the Army Soul and resist death.

In fact, the Tenth Legion knows very well that the abilities of the military soul's endless endurance, military soul protection, and resistance to death are special abilities that serve miracles.

The military soul is an amplifier. When a military soul team becomes a miracle, it is theoretically three points better than a three-talented army.

It's a pity that after stabbing the will of their own empire, the Tenth Knights Legion was insulated from the military soul.

But the theory is the theory, whether it is strong or not depends on the person. If the theory works, what are the miracles for?

The miracle itself is an existence that can trample on the rules.

Atra Tommy, an incomplete miracle, also wanted to compete with their Tenth Knights Legion.

"However, that's all, there is still a long way to go!"

The broadsword in his hand is brighter, step out with one step, hold the hilt of the broadsword with both hands, and slash forward with a roar. This kind of battlefield does not require extra movements, just drop the sword and send the opponent to die!
The quality expanded to the limit, combined with his own rather tyrannical will, directly cuts the air in front of him with a single sword, no matter what kind of military spirit protection you are, no matter what you are resisting death, when the sword falls, all people and horses will be broken, you are strong, I am stronger!
"It's so far away, who do you think you are!"

However, the Parthian knights are not lambs to be slaughtered. Their bright will turns into a sharper knife light, which directly shreds the broadsword of the tenth soldier, shreds the armor of the tenth soldier, and leaves an unbearable wound on their chests. Healed mortal wounds.

"We are the tenth knight, the personal guard of Caesar!"

"Caesar is watching us!"

"So, we're going to win!"

Even though the weapons and armor were cut into pieces, even though the body reached its limit, the tenth knight soldier still stepped forward, striving forward with all his strength, and punched the god knight soldier with a fist.

It is useless to protect the army soul and resist death. The tenth soldier used his life to punch the last punch. Even the strong will of the knight soldier could not change the fate caused by this punch.

The Tenth Knights Legion will not retreat!

You can fall down, you can cut people to death with your sword, but you will never retreat, even if your opponent is the Miracle Legion, you will never retreat a step.

Julius Caesar is watching them, and they will bring victory to Caesar.

Even though the Parthian cavalry also caused the same number of casualties to the tenth knight, the tenth knight was still stepping forward against the attack of the Parthian cavalry.

The awe-inspiring majesty and unrivaled dominance fully blossomed at this moment. The Parthian cavaliers had previously maimed two three-talented legions and rushed straight to Xiaohan, but were abruptly knocked down by the tenth knights. .

The tenth knight's stride forward directly ignited the hearts of all Roman soldiers, and Rome's originally declining momentum once again bloomed completely with the tenth knight's unrivaled dominance.

"Babak, help me block them for a while!"

Atratomy couldn't accept that the hope of Parthia's comeback was brought by the Parthian knight himself, and then sent away by the Parthian knight himself, which was an unacceptable result for him.

"it is good!"

Before Babak knew that the situation was different now, he also knew that the Burning Legion was definitely not the opponent of the Tenth Knight, but he was willing to believe in Atratomy, the man who brought hope to Parthia.

(End of this chapter)