Augustus Under the Horseshoe - v2 Chapter 491

Compared with the dark fairy tale-like fantasy caves of St. Giles, Conrad’s castle is more like a kingdom of harsh laws. Vampires and necromancers shiver under his rule, walking on thin ice. , For fear of being pierced by a spear for violating the king’s justice, standing on both sides of the road.

As for the structure of the army, they are no different from the ghouls. They are a small number of necromancers and vampires, enslaving several times their own skeleton cannon fodder, and pushing forward. At the same time, he used the projectile weapon to cover the sky and the arcane magic to destroy his enemy.

The Vampire King hosted a banquet. Unlike the ghouls, there are still a considerable number of living people here, who are basically not to be seen. The chief who ran here to pursue the eternal necromancer and has been eating dry food with him was finally satisfied. Appetite.

In order to ensure the loyalty of these necromancers, Conrad has set up a series of military merit systems, as long as they can make enough credit, they are eligible to be promoted to blood-sucking demon, noble at midnight.

“By the way, do you want to become a vampire, Warchief? After becoming a vampire, you will have an invisible life span, and your physical fitness will be greatly improved. With just the gaze of your eyes, you can defeat those weak-willed mortals.”

Conrad’s injuries were basically fully recovered, and he talked freely with the alliance about the future of the tribe.

“no need.”

Painhurs waved his hand.

“Vampires can’t move under the sun. This alone can offset all your advantages. By the way, can you accept to fight side by side with those ghouls full of glory and dreams.”

“It’s not impossible. Although it looks disgusting, their justice and glory are beyond doubt. How do you convince them to join?”

Koz was thirsty for blood, recovering from his last wounds.

“I promise him what he desires most: I will carve out a large piece of land from the territory of the tribe, and let him build a kingdom of his own there, instead of succumbing to this small land of immortality.”

Painhurs said quietly.

“This world seems to have a lot of fear of necromantic magic. I went from the cold Salmatia steppe to the mountains of Asia Minor, the steppe people, Romans, Persians, forces using the necromantic army, The number is almost zero. Presumably, your external expansion has also been greatly restricted.”

“Yes, the four internal companies have been conquering each other, and several external expansions in history have been beaten back.”

The midnight wandering soul said in admiration.

“Ha, your strength is so powerful, enough to defeat most clan leaders, and so generous, able to satisfy all their wishes, no wonder you can integrate these scattered monsters into a unified tribe.”

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After unifying the ghouls of Baal and the vampires of the castle, half of the power of the Undead has been sworn to join the tribe. Serrana had no choice but to watch the undead king’s crown, which was abruptly split into three parts by Painhes and put on the top of the three of them.

As for the last lich, when he heard that the **** white horse had surrendered two undead kings in one day, he fled the land through the portal. The undead army without a leader was quickly split into three pieces and handed over to the hands of the three undead kings.

The battle was over, the Senate once again ushered in three members in black robes, and the tribe was also in the darkness, ushering in a group of law enforcement officers.

Under the influence of thousands of midnight wandering souls, these midnight nobles are extremely righteous, although their methods are cruel and ruthless, and even a little frightening.

The official responsible for minting the gold embezzled gold. The next day, his body was nailed to the door of the mint. A blood-stained spear pierced through his chrysanthemum, pierced out of his mouth, and his two eyeballs were alive dug out. , The gold found was melted into hot gold juice and poured into the sunken eye socket.

The elders in charge of the appointment and removal of low-level officials secretly sell officials and even arrogantly use the power granted to them by the warchief to privately support their cronies and clansmen in the upper ranks.

The next day, the bodies of these people were chopped into hundreds of even pieces of meat, like skewers, stabbed on more than a dozen spears and inserted on both sides of the road of the Senate.

After Painhurs gave enough favors to the tribes, with the help of the midnight lord, he brought infinite horror to them, and under the combination of grace and power, his ability to rule in the tribe rose again to a higher level.

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Julian calendar 408 years, Mars month, the first day. (March 1, 408 AD)

While Painhurs and the Undead traveled, the Western Roman Empire was quietly undergoing tremendous changes. The battle commander Gordon Tius, led a total of seventy-six battle groups, smashed the mountain pass of the Alps mightily, and went straight to the Gothic rebels in Pannonia.

The mighty steel army stretches to the end of the road, and the metal armor reflects the cold brilliance under the sun. The blood-colored flag embroidered with golden eagles on one side was hunting in the cold air.

The newest commander of the empire frowned, and looked around at the more than 50,000 Roman soldiers under his command: the degree of degeneration and corruption of the western empire was much higher than that of the eastern empire. Of these 70,000 people, 90% of the soldiers were Germanic barbarians who took refuge in the Empire, or half-elves and fairies from Gaul. The burly barbarians, with blond hair and blue eyes, are idle, equipped with imperial weapon armor, like a group of strong orangutans wearing a monkey crown.

Noisy disputes, bantering, loud noises, overshadowing the commanding voice of the warlord, one by one the centuries walked crookedly, and several barbarian flag officers felt that it was troublesome to fly the flag, so they simply resisted the blood-colored eagle flag on their shoulders. At the end, it almost fell to the surface.

What’s more frightening is that half of them are the guards from Tarlac Spain. These people are stationed in the hinterland of the empire and have only suppressed the mob’s rebellion in their lifetime.

The other half, even in the recent war, was defeated by the Frank and Aleman tribes, with low morale and loose discipline. Gordon Tius couldn’t guarantee their fighting ability at all.

The only reliable one seems to be an elite force composed of ten central battle groups that he brought from Italy. Although most of them are Germanic, their combat effectiveness can be guaranteed at any rate.

In addition, the only special unit that still maintains its combat effectiveness is the Fifth Frost Ridge White Dragon Legion.

Three hundred white dragons, ranging from teenagers to adults, are enslaved and controlled by the casters, swearing to the death to drain the last drop of blood for the empire.

After Stiriko was executed, his victorious army completely collapsed and disintegrated. The empire’s strength was already stretched, and he had no way to mobilize more soldiers from any area of ​​the empire.

“Zhanshuai, is this really okay?”

An extremely delicate and graceful wood fairy dressed in silk and silk, nestled in Gordontius’s arms, said worriedly.

The skin and hair color of the Dryad will change with the seasons. In spring, her soft skin looks dark brown like coffee, and her waist-length hair is like verdant green leaves. drop.

“The front-line spies are here to report that the number of Visigothic troops is at least 100,000, which is not counted as other barbarians! Erzi, Markmani, Lombard, Pecheneg… ···They opened the door to the border. The ghost knows how many barbarians have swarmed in this year when we assembled the army!”

“I know, I know all. Aetius? Aetius! Where are we?”

Gordon Tius comforted his fairy mistress. While asking the army forward.

A white dragon covering the sky, accompanied by extreme cold frost and snow, and the threat of death descended from the sky, and on the back of the dragon bears the psychic who fought side by side with Painhurs.

However, now he is a bit less youthful and immature, and a bit more mature and steady. Under his short black hair, on top of his handsome face, a pair of black eyes is burning with silver psychic fire.

“Father, you have already walked to Darmatia, and you will be able to meet the first stronghold of the Visigoths in a day of marching forward.”

Aetius said respectfully while driving the white dragon under his crotch.

“According to my order, everyone should camp here and build a temporary wooden fort to ensure the safety of the supply line. Except for the scouts, everyone will not go out of the city to fight.”

“Reinforcements? Where do we get reinforcements?”

Several messengers looked gloomy and said listlessly.

“Italy’s Central Army, and the white dragons that were not killed or taken away by the Vandals, are all assembled here.

The number of battle groups mobilized on other fronts has also reached its limit. Eastern Rome is overwhelmed with no time to send troops to aid. Where can we have reinforcements! “

“What’s the matter? Lao Tzu said that if I have it, I have it! I’ll find it for you now!”

Gordon Tius waved his hand impatiently.

“I’ll go out and be back in a few days. Just keep your guard here.”

“Your will.”

Several red-robed battle captains slumped down, watching the commander tear the sky with his own hands, turning it into a portal door, and walking into it with his eldest son, Aetius.

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Salmize Getusa

The great chief mobilized tens of thousands of goblins and slaves to build the new capital of the tribe on the old site of the ancient capital of Dacia. Just as everyone was in full swing, two Latins wearing Roman armor suddenly appeared on the vast grassland.

The horse herdsmen grazing cattle and sheep were taken aback and took a closer look, huh! This is no ordinary Roman armor! Each ring of the chain mail is forged from fine gold, and the chest is densely covered with fine silver medals.

The blood-colored cloak, with golden silk thread, embroidered with a fluttering eagle, on a helmet full of gems, a bunch of scarlet vertical bristles, in the air without wind.

“Who are you? What are you here for!”

Accompanied by the howling wind and the sound of hoofs shaking the sky, the two horses and horses instantly changed from harmless herdsmen to blood-sucking soldiers. They bent their bows and arrows, and screamed a few in the process of running wild. Ming Di shot at the feet of the two.

“I have heard about the prestigious name of the tribal chieftain and his outstanding achievements! The war commander of the Western Roman Empire, Gordon Tius came to visit! I don’t know who brother can recommend me?!”

Gordon Tius looked at the feather arrow at his feet, smiled slightly, and slowly took out two pieces of gold weighing five pounds from his pocket.

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