Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

To the east of the Zagros Mountains, Ardasil gathered his personal guards and all the subordinates he had recruited. Even though he didn't know the exact time of the war, but with his own terrifying intuition, Ardasil Hill also believes that the war should start immediately.

No, no, war, but a decisive battle. Once the Mesopotamia was lost again, there were only two mountain ranges left in Parthia as barriers, but wars in this terrain were beneficial to Rome.

The Roman heavy infantry legion was at home in such an environment, and their cavalry units would be greatly weakened.

Fals Sassan's orders are yet to come, but Ardashir has already begun preparations.

"What did Temujin say!" Ardashir asked in a deep voice.

The two of them are the current two barriers of the Parthian Empire, guarding two vital points respectively.

"Lord Temujin has a message, only two words!" The lieutenant looked puzzled.

"Say!" Ardasil laughed.

"send troops!"

"Okay! Temujin! As expected, it's you!" Ardasir laughed loudly, as expected of his famous twin stars, exactly as he wanted.

"General, I'm afraid it's wrong to send troops without receiving the order!" The deputy general's face was full of embarrassment, and he knew that his general would definitely choose to send troops after hearing this answer.

However, Fars Sassan's previous order was to let them garrison the key points.

If both of them ran out and disobeyed the military order, there would be no way to explain it.

"The general is out, and the king's order is not accepted!" Ardasil "pass my order, and the whole army will attack. Today, I will give Rome a head-on statistics, and it will bloom on both sides!"

Ardasil became more confident as he understood his own path, and his words and deeds were full of domineering, the lieutenant had no choice but to go down and prepare.

After all, in this place, Ardashir is the boss.

"General." Omzada looked at Ardashir with a serious expression, and rushed over immediately after hearing the order.

He and the lieutenant general have the same opinion. If troops are sent out, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

And with the fall of winter, there is absolutely no need to make trouble at this juncture.

It only needs to be delayed for a while, and winter will soon enter. At that time, Rome will have to retreat and fight again in the spring of the next year.

"Needless to say, we took the initiative to attack, don't you just hold on in your heart?!" Ardashir said flatly, and Omzada froze, but soon recovered.

"General, please order!" Omzada looked respectful, and he felt the gap between himself and Ardashir.

All he wanted was to linger on and defend Parthia's one-acre-three-point land, but Ardashir was different from Temujin, their goal was never to defend the land, but to open up borders.

"Call everyone."

Ardashir was wearing armor, standing in the wind and snow outside the tent, just separated by the Zagros Mountains, the four seasons were like spring in front of him, but it was already in bitter cold here, but the stimulation of these climates, for Aldashir's influence was not as great as the inner shock.

He knows better than all the people under his command that the next battle is very likely to be his most important one, and he cannot bear the consequences of losing.

But to this extent, Ardashir no longer wants to think about what will happen if he is defeated. Rome has made it clear that it is going to invade, so why do you want to do these things!
Only hit!
"All the soldiers have gathered." Omzada said in a low voice.

"Go to the camp." Aldashir, who had been standing like a sculpture in the wind and snow, took a step slowly, as if adapting to the stiffness, and quickly returned to normal.

When Ardashir arrived at the camp, tens of thousands of soldiers stood neatly like sculptures in the wind and snow, many of them even turned pale.

And the Shengyun riders in the front are all tall and straight, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath.

Looking at these solemn-looking soldiers, Ardashir quickly recovered from his originally sad mood. This is his holy meteor cavalry, this is his elite army, and he can only be called strong because of them.

Some hesitation was completely eliminated, leaving only determination.

"Everyone, I'm going to fight the Roman army next." Without any foreshadowing, Ardashir said calmly while standing on the high platform.

"The Romans are coming again, we have no time to continue to sharpen, and everyone present may not be able to come back, including me of course!"

Ardasil's words didn't shock anyone. Rome and Parthia were already blood feuds.

Rome broke into Ctesiphon several times, burning, killing and looting along the way. Many Parthian people bear the blood feud of Rome.

This is why Parthia chose to plunder without hesitation before, not only for spoils, but also for revenge.

The soldiers who are still willing to be stationed on the border, regardless of their individual quality, have their nerves as solid as steel when facing the issue of Rome, and they will not be shaken by a little fear at all.

If facing the Han Dynasty, they may choose to surrender, but facing Rome, they will only shed the last drop of blood.

"But what I want to say is that I must go there. There is nothing to say. Since the Romans are here, we will kill them all!"

Ardashir's voice became agitated, he didn't know if the people below could understand, he was just venting, venting his anger, venting his anger towards Parthia and Rome.

Looking at the blood-red eyes but still calm soldiers below, Ardashir understood that these soldiers would follow him no matter what the situation was, be it danger or death, these people entrusted everything to him.

"I'm actually going to tell you so much truth."

Looking at the expressions of the soldiers under his command, Ardashir had already come to his senses. He didn't need to say so much, and he didn't need to think about any messy things. Following himself to victory was the simplest thought of these soldiers.

Everyone is the same person, every country has such people, people who burn everything for their own country.

"Everyone set out, target, the Roman army!"

Ardasil ordered loudly, he knew very well that what he was going to face was a huge number of Roman legions, but it didn't matter, the next thing is either you die or I die, just Roman legions, kill them!

Kill them and restore the glory of Parthia.

I heard that the Thirteenth Rose Legion was rebuilt, and last time it was cut down by a large number of people. This time, the Holy Meteor Cavalry was able to cut it down alone.

Vologis V stood at the head of Tessiphon, looking in the direction of the mountains.

Although he didn't receive any information, his intuition told him that Rome was coming.

"Report, Your Majesty, General Fars Sasanian is here to report that Rome raised millions of troops, led by the Church of Rome, including the second, sixth, seventh, No.13, No.14, No.15, No.16 , No.17, No.18, No.19, eleven Roman eagle banner legions!"

"One-third of the Eagle Banner Legion, hehehe, Rome is really as arrogant as ever!" Vogelgis V laughed, mocking the ignorance of the Roman Senate.

Yes, even if it is the eleven Eagle Banner Legion, the current Voggis doesn't pay attention to it at all.

Gone are the days when a few eagle banners led barbarians into Ctesiphon, and Rome obviously hasn't recovered and put them back in the position of their old enemies.

But that's okay, Rome will once again pay the price for their arrogance.

"Get ready for war."

Vologis V glanced into the distance, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, and then he turned and left.

Rome still despised Parthia, which was good news, but it also made him angry as a monarch.

Because Rome didn't take Parthia seriously, and they actually had to rely on this shame and humiliation to win the victory.

This is his shame as a monarch, but it is a good thing for the country, so he can't be angry, he can only suppress his anger in his heart.

"You can do it at any time." The left guard, Atra Tommy, turned the scimitar in his hand, and said solemnly, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Me too." The guard on the right, Babak, raised his weapon and glanced in the direction of Rome, without the slightest fear, "We will definitely win!"

"Yes, we will definitely win!"

And Severus, who was far away in the city of Rome, suddenly laughed and looked into the distance.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?" Fabio looked at Severus who suddenly laughed, and asked with a smile.

"I feel that there is my opponent in that direction." Severu said calmly.

"Rest in peace? They are no longer our opponents in Rome!" Penilance followed the direction Severus was looking at and laughed.

"Anxi is no longer your opponent, Your Majesty." Marche, the head of the Twelfth Legion, shook his head and said, "Anxi is already dying, and it is in the hands of our great Rome."

"But they haven't perished yet." Severus was not complacent because of Marche's words, and still said calmly.

"Also, they have called Parthia back now, I think maybe they should be completely swept into the dustbin of history!"

Severus is very calm, and the will of the empire has also fluctuated just now, which means that Parthia may really still be an opponent.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, His Majesty the Pope will bring the Church of the Lord to crush Parthia!" Frederick said along the way.

Apart from Ganassis, Frederick was the first powerful aristocrat to turn to Severus.

No way, who made the old pope ascend to heaven, and he didn't snatch St. Peter, the emperor didn't become the emperor, and the position of pope was lost.

If he doesn't rush to join the team, he will be really helpless.

He used to be able to have real power by relying on the support of the old pope, but now that the new pope is not him, the church naturally withdrew its support.

His situation was at stake, so he directly chose to join Severus.

"I hope so!" Severus stared into the distance, he had a hunch that St. Peter III might not win.

"It's finally started."

The commissioner at Congling's position sighed, and after he had done everything he could, he chose to apply for deployment to Congling to fight Parthia with the army.

Not only to protect Yuan Shao, but also to realize his own value. The heavy livelihood of the people is not what he is good at, he is better at military strategy.

Jushou and Tian Feng are also in Congling, they are not for Yuan Shao, they have already paid back what they owed to the Yuan family, and now they only live to witness the greatness of the Han Empire.

But because it used to be a trench, several people would drink and chat together from time to time.

Looking at the materials sent back in front, several people couldn't help but sighed.

The more they looked at the information on Parthia and Rome, they couldn't help thinking about Yuan Shao. If Yuan Shao had won at that time, would they really be able to do everything they are doing now?

Even Yuan Shao's loyal judges couldn't guarantee this, they could only sigh.

"Military division, does Parthia still have a chance to come back?"

Zhang He looked at the battle report and said cautiously, Parthia's strength seems a bit too strong, and it's not like this rise after a long time. Even if it picked up the heritage of the Huns, it wouldn't be so strong, right?
Why did he feel that if Rome was not considered, it would be a bit mysterious for their power to face Parthia alone.

"It's hopeless, unless there are two war gods, two war gods who can make a comeback when the troops are at a huge disadvantage, otherwise, Parthia is hopeless."

The judge said solemnly, now Parthia has nothing to rely on.

In other words, Parthia's biggest reliance on the film with Rome is actually the blood transfusion from the Han Dynasty. When the time comes, the Han Dynasty will not only stop the blood transfusion, but also stab Parthia in the heart.

Unless you can produce two war gods at the same time, one to hold Rome and the other to hold the Han Dynasty, otherwise Parthia will wait to die.

"Hehe, even if there are two war gods, Parthia will be dead!" Li Ru opened the tent and walked in with a sneer. Do you really think that the war god is invincible?

Xiang Yu was calculated to death, and now there are two war gods in Parthia, and they are just grasshoppers after autumn.

The Han Dynasty can lose four or five times, but it doesn't matter if Parthia wins four or five times.

Now that it has completely given up its domestic product value and devoted itself to military transformation, Parthia seems powerful, but it is actually a castle in the air, as long as the Han Dynasty cuts off the blood transfusion.

Parthia will soon fall into a predicament where the people are struggling to make ends meet. Before the fight starts, maybe there will be chaos inside themselves.

The Huns are wolves. When you are strong, you can integrate into you. If you are weak, then you should be annexed by the Huns.

Some of the Han Dynasty was capital and Parthian consumption, and some were capital and Xiongnu consumption.

Besides, so what if your Parthian god of war, our Han Dynasty does not have a god of war?

The general personally conquered Parthia, and directly brought the gods of the three armies down to fight on his behalf.

Come on, hurt each other, who is afraid of whom.

Anyway, if you collude with the Huns, you will die.

The Han Dynasty is now determined to fight Parthia, unless Parthia can give up the Huns, but that will not be shown. The descendants of the Huns are now Parthia's right-hand men, and Parthia cannot give up.

So in the end, it turned into talking with fists.

The judge did not refute Li Ru. Strictly speaking, they were all Li Ru's underlings. In addition, Li Ru was too good at doing things, so they didn't have a good relationship with Li Ru.

"Gentlemen, let's get ready! Next year, it's almost time for us to play!" Li Ru's eyes flashed coldly, and he had prepared a lot for this.