Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Are you coming?" Timur's face darkened.

Today was an eye-opener for him. Even in the history of Meng Yuan's conquests, there were very few such opponents.

There was no concession at all, a completely crazy fight.

Picking up the last golden arrow, Timur mobilized the remaining troops and planned to repeat the same trick. Before Octavian fully emerged from the flag, he pinned Octavian to death in one wave.

When they were far away before, neither Caesar nor Nero could do anything about it. This time they were close and they had to press down.

If the military god does not command the army, he is just an ordinary general. As long as he strikes quickly enough, he can just kill him.

This was the case when Mu Yi dealt with Han Xin who was summoned by Huangfu Song and the others. Han Xin, who had no army, died at the hands of a group of women.

"Don't think about it!"

Alessandro climbed up from the ground with the Second Augustus Legion and rushed directly in the wrong direction of the expansion of Timur's movement.

However, the infantry did not have that kind of mobility after all. Even though they had tried very hard to charge and tried to defend themselves against the enemy as much as possible, they were still rushed to the vicinity of Octavian.

"boom!"

The mushroom cloud rose again, and the golden arrow penetrated Octavian's newly condensed body, but at this moment, Timur was stunned.

The golden arrow did penetrate a body that had just appeared, but its appearance was not the Octavian that had just appeared at all, but another unknown person.

Alessandro stared blankly at the man who was shot through by the golden arrow. He knew this man, one of the Roman senators, but he should be over there in Rome, so how could he suddenly appear here.

Octavian also stood up from the support of all the elders with a confused look on his face, and threw countless secret techniques at Octavian.

"How is this going!"

After a while, the elders looked at the test results and breathed a sigh of relief as their thinking was not affected.

The golden arrows used by Tamerlane were far beyond the knowledge of the Roman senators. They could not decipher the golden arrows, but there were policies from above and countermeasures from below.

After being tricked twice in a row, if they, the Roman senators, had no other choice, they could all die.

Relying on the spiritual link of the will of the Roman Empire, they directly exchanged Octavian's soul with a Roman senator who volunteered to die, and directly changed the pillars.

The effect they expected was fully achieved. The opponent's arrows were dead objects after all, and the anchor was only that the death of the person being shot could not be reversed, and there was no way to conceptually kill them.

"Run away?" Timur's face turned dark. Although he didn't know what happened, it was obvious that their killing move failed.

After finally killing the God of War and the Emperor on the opposite side, a combination of the God of War and the Emperor crawled out from the opposite side. It was simply a sin.

Timur hesitated, already thinking of retreating.

The continuous use of self-destruction attacks is not without cost. The light of pseudo-miracles based on the will of the false empire has begun to extinguish.

The opponent is getting more and more crazy as they fight, and the chance of winning is really low. It is better to take the initiative to retreat while the situation is deadlocked, and then slowly plan for it.

Anyway, after this wave of fighting, everyone can be considered a loser. After all, they are backed by the Meng Yuan Empire, and their blood-generating ability is definitely not comparable to that of their opponent.

Timur also had political abilities. Both sides would suffer in this wave, and they were not necessarily the only enemies of Rome.

But Timur knew very well that Tal had blocked everything. It was indeed the best strategy for him to retreat now, but for Tal, this was not a good strategy.

Tal has put his life on the line, and he is still being surrounded by the Twelve Throwing Thunderbolts and the Fourteenth Combination. How can he retreat at this time?

Timur didn't even dare to think about how this madman would react.

Just when Timur was hesitating, Alessandro had received news of Octavian's safety from the spiritual link.

"Suddenly, I seem to understand how the Tenth Knight did it!"

Alessandro looked at the enemy in front of him, and his heart felt calm. After the ups and downs of sadness and joy, Alessandro already understood what they were missing that had been unable to achieve miracles and take the final step.

It's the goal!
Ever since the second eagle flag was taken away by the undefeated Trajan, they have been training under the title of first auxiliary, waiting to one day wash away their shame and take revenge on the miracle that they don't know exists.

"A miracle is a miracle that forcibly completes the impossible. There is no reason, even if it is not possible at all, as long as you are willing to do it, you can tear a way out of the absolutely non-existent future and reach the impossible!" Alex Sandro recalled the original words of the previous legion commander and recalled his original doubts.

"Miracle, what is that?" Alessandro asked curiously.

"I don't know. Anyway, it is said that you will recognize it after seeing it." The previous legion commander said with a smile, "I have never seen it anyway. The meaning of being the commander of the First Auxiliary Legion is to see a miracle and defeat it. That thing."

Either we become miracles ourselves, or we wait for miracles to come and destroy them.

"How can we create miracles if we have been chasing so-called miracles? Haven't we already had miracles in our hands a long time ago?"

Alessandro stretched out his hand in a daze, and a miraculous light appeared in his palm.

"You have wasted eighty-four years just for this moment?" At this moment, Alessandro was not excited about achieving a miracle, but only calm.

He doesn't know who his opponent is, he doesn't know what he is waiting for, and he doesn't know what his final direction is. He just keeps moving forward with the shame of being a loser, and now he has understood it clearly.

"In the name of Augustus, crush all enemies of Rome!"

Alessandro took the eagle flag from the first centurion, raised it high above his head, and shouted with all his strength what he understood.

"In the name of Augustus, crush all enemies of Rome!"

One after another, the Second Augustus Legion climbed up from the ground. Under the guidance of Alessandro, they had understood everything.

They don't need an explosion like the Tenth Knight Legion, they just need to take the last step firmly to achieve a miracle.

At this moment, the soldiers led by Alessandro seemed to be reborn from the ashes. A thick and terrifying momentum rose from the ground. The beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth accompanied by the overwhelming momentum made the Second Augustus feel like he was reborn.

Expanded Timur's face turned darker. Three miracle legions and several three-talented legions had broken through on this battlefield.

The Mongolian cavalry, which was originally supposed to be crushed, were now somewhat stretched when dispatched.

But at this moment, Timur could only bite the bullet and push the Mongolian cavalry up, and other legions could not face these monsters directly.

The Mongolian cavalry could previously rely on cooperation to block the extremely explosive Second Augustus Legion, but now they are completely unable to do so.

"Die!"

The fierce impact of the big shield, the pure power fully bloomed at this moment, regardless of its own damage. The moment the fierce force exerted force through the big shield, the air made an explosion sound.

"Boom!" There was a dull explosion, the horse's head exploded, and the Mongolian cavalry soldiers were even knocked several meters into the air. The body was whining, but the miraculous light helped them negate the body's whine, and they attacked with all their strength again.

Timur's face had completely darkened. Under the outburst of Second Augustus, the Mongolian cavalry was almost retreating.

The almighty Mongolian cavalry was completely helpless at this moment, and the skills of eliminating power were of no use at this moment.

Second, Augustus used his ultimate strength to tell the Mongolian cavalry what it means to conquer ten societies with one force.

In just a few minutes of contact, thousands of Mongolian cavalry were killed by the Second August Legion.

Even on the other side, the 10th Knights Legion, which had fought to the point of madness, failed to achieve such a record. Being as high as the sky + pseudo-miraculous was not a matter of mud. It was able to achieve such a record only because of the Second Augustus. The power that has crossed the limit is no longer something that mortals can contend with!
Taking a deep breath and getting rid of distracting thoughts, Timur immediately pulled the Mongolian cavalry from the battle line, mobilized more Mongolian cavalry, and launched a suicidal charge towards the Second Augustus Army.

Since it can't be stopped, then use your life to spend it. Secondly, Augustus's ability to expand the profile of Timur saw it. Even if he can rely on miraculous energy to sustain it, he is destined not to last long.

It's all just one punch anyway, so use the cavalry to charge and use the cavalry's life to force you to punch.

"puff!"

An Augustus soldier killed the cavalry in front of him with one punch, but then spit out a large mouthful of blood. Miracles allowed him to continue fighting, but his body had already reached its limit.

People have their limits after all.

No matter how strong your ability is, it will not be able to exert its due effect without the support of a basic quality.

A body that has already reached its limit, no matter how much it explodes, is already at the end of its rope.

Alessandro's face was as dark as water, and the joy of entering the miracle was also diluted a lot at this moment.

Stepping into Miracle gave them fighting strength again, but the situation on the battlefield did not improve much.

This battlefield is not a battlefield that the Miracle Legion can dominate. They are just sharp blades in the hands of the commander. If the commander is not skilled enough, they will not be able to kill their opponents.

The death of Penilence, Caesar, and Severus had an almost devastating blow to the morale of the Roman army.

If it weren't for Octavian's appearance and escaping the decisive blow, and the miracle of their Second Augustus Legion, Rome's current morale might have collapsed.

But even so, the situation on the battlefield was still slipping towards Meng Yuan's advantage bit by bit. At this moment, Octavian was under the indoctrination of a group of elders and was able to grasp the situation at a high speed.

During this blank period, no one could stop the expansion of Timur, not even their Second Augustus or the Tenth Knights Legion, they could not stop the attack of expansion of Timur.

The surprise attack by Benito and Marche, accompanied by the return defense of the Mongolian cavalry, has been completely resolved and is currently fighting.

Without the front pillar, Nigel and Arnubis were almost lifted up and beaten by the Mongolian commander under the dual command of Timur. The advantages accumulated before were long gone.

The situation collapsed even faster than Alessandro imagined. Only Nero saw all this and was anxious in his heart, but he could not move.

He must suppress the barbarians, kill God with absolute superiority, and plant an irresistible belief into the souls of these barbarians. Otherwise, even if he wins, these barbarians will become the cause of the demise of the Roman Empire.

Fortunately, Octavian stepped forward and quickly took over the defense line with the help of Roman senators, temporarily maintaining the situation in balance.

The special effect of Octavian's God of War is very simple, it is the balance between will and quality, allowing the soldiers' will and quality to superimpose each other, and grow step by step in the balance.

This special effect is not pure, because Octavian is better at politics. If Caesar and his military god special effects were born based on the war side, then Octavian was born based on the political side.

But for ordinary people, it is already at the level of heaven.

"Report, Your Majesty Octavian, a large number of Mongolian cavalry are approaching the battlefield!" Palmiro's voice revealed despair.

Even Octavian's city couldn't help but look silent at this moment. This was the news they least wanted to hear.

The arrival of reinforcements will not have much impact on the situation. After all, both sides still have sufficient troops.

It was mainly a blow to morale and military morale. Mongolia had reinforcements, but Rome had no reinforcements.

"Report..." Palmiro suddenly yelled, frightening everyone in the spiritual link to tremble.

"Reinforcements, our reinforcements have arrived, they are right behind the enemy!" Palmiro's voice suddenly became excited.

"No, the enemy has no reinforcements. That's because the enemy is fleeing. It's the Xinghan side. They defeated the opponent's partial army! They are here to support us!"

The Roman senators were also excited. They immediately realized what a good news this was. Everything they had been worried about now became the problems that the Mongolian senators should worry about.

"How many people are there in the remnants of Meng Yuan's army, and how many people are there in our reinforcements?" Octavian smelled something wrong from this good news.

Unlike the Roman senators who regarded Xinghan as an ally, Octavian did not trust any outsiders, he only believed in his own people.

"The local army is about more than 100,000, and the reinforcements are about... 400,000?" Palmiro had already reacted at this moment, no matter how stupid he was.

"No, it's not just 400,000, but more!!!"

With so many people coming from Xinghan, including the auxiliary troops and the strength of Greece and Northern Europe they gave, Xinghan could only fight 200,000 people all the way. After a big war, how could the number of people fight increase.

On the other side, it fell into the army behind the Mongolian and Yuan troops.

"What do you think about Rome?" Mu Yi turned to Zhuge Liang with a smile and asked.

"No matter how much suspicion they have in their hearts, they can only cooperate with us to destroy Meng Yuan's army!" Zhuge Liang shook his head.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. This is a conspiracy.

Perhaps the day they defeated the Mongolian and Yuan forces in the Liaodong region had laid the seeds for today's Rome.

They had been gathering an army before the war started. Until now, through the portal built by Zhuge Liang with the entire city as an anchor point, the army was directly deployed across thousands of miles and directly into the hinterland of Rome.

From this moment on, no matter what Rome chooses in the future, Rome, which is already half-broken, has become a piece of fish on the chopping board.

The defensive city built before will become the garrison of Xinghan, like a nail, nailed to the heart of Rome.

Originally, even the half-disabled Romans would definitely be able to suppress the barbarians, but then Han Xingshen stepped in.

With the barbarians supported by Xinghan and the half-crippled Romans, it is unknown who can represent the Roman Empire.

Zhuge Liang felt that Maximinus, the commander of the barbarian army who had followed them to fight against the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, was quite good. He supported a barbarian to become the Duke of a border county, or even better, to become the emperor of Rome.

At that time, there will really be a question mark as to what Roman's last name is. (End of chapter)