Augustus Under the Horseshoe - v2 Chapter 586

Gilliman set up his handsome tent on the banks of the Marne, on a small hill. The huge armies of the enemy and ours of nearly half a million are spreading out on the plains, fighting **** battles for money, power, and honor. The width of the battle covered with blood and corpses stretches for dozens of miles! The time it takes for the cavalry to run from the dwarf defense line on the left wing to the cavalry hedge area on the right wing at full speed is a terrifying number. The commander receives intelligence and issues orders, and the delay time for commanding the three armies is terribly high.

In this classical era, a commander could not command such a huge battlefield. Even with the bonus of Dove Whispering Court, it can’t cover the large number of barbarian allies.

Therefore, the three divisions of labor are clear, the five-hundred world lord Gilliman dominates the left-wing dwarf spearmen, and the mighty one hundred thousand empire reloading battle group on the left side of the center. The High King of Visigoths manages the barbarians of the foreign legion, and Aetius personally leads the right-wing mixed force that mixes the empire, the Franks, the Visigoths, and even the large and small barbarian cavalry to fight to the death with the tribal cavalry.

The Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds is constantly processing the news from the front lines and making extremely correct judgments.

His left-wing front was extremely stable, and an army of 60,000 dwarves in heavy armor lined up to meet the enemy by virtue of the natural dangers of the Marne River. The armor shields on their bodies are so strong that they can even withstand the dragon flames of the dragon. The hem of the ordinary chain armor can only cover the knees, but because of the special body structure of these dwarves, the hem of the chain armor is directly dragged on To the ground!

The first three rows are dwarven heavy-armored spearmen armed with spears and large shields, the middle three rows are dwarven pikemen armed with super-long spears, and the last three rows are also heavy-armored dwarven crossbowmen. This kind of front, in a relatively narrow cave, can even repel the dragon’s attack.

The tribal cavalry on the left is also helpless in the face of the dwarf line of defense. Arrow Rain has little effect on these dwarf Atsuko armed to the teeth, and no cavalry commander is stupid enough to let his own rush into the spear wall—even if they do. , It is impossible for him to be a commander in a tribe that respects power and glory.

For a time, the light cavalry unit composed of orcs, satyrs, cats, and Germans on the left wing retreated at full speed, separated from the front, and rushed to the direction of the main battlefield of the right wing cavalry, leaving only the heavy cavalry of centaur, guarding a large number of dwarves here. Spearmen.

In the middle of the battlefield, the imperial battle group composed of Spain and Gaul is advancing on the battlefield like no one’s land! Under the leadership of the Scarlet Eagle Banner, the fully armed professional soldiers brutally and efficiently slaughtered the goblins in front of them, like a slaughter machine that would never stop, and wherever they went, there were only residual limbs and pieces of meat.

The goblin, who was both cruel and cowardly, was not the enemy of these Roman soldiers at all, and almost collapsed. In the rear, the superintendent team formed by hobgoblins and bear goblins constantly issued blood-solidified horror roars, continuously beheading deserters, repeating the promises of the warchief, and even tied the goblins behind with a rope. The auxiliary army recruited by Nonya, with spears against their backs, barely stabilized the front.

Compared with the ancient Roman Empire, the tribe lacked everything, but nothing but more livestock.

The goblin slave rushing to the front used his life to block the first round of the battle. The goblin in the rear has allowed horses, sheep, cows, wolves, and even Sguglaa’s wooden carts to be connected together on the vast plains. , Forming a weak line of defense with a height of about 1.6 meters. A large number of goblins stood on the carriage and shot condescendingly at the red-robed man.

The warchief does not think that his infantry can beat the elites of Spain and Gaul. What they need to do is to delay time and wait until the elites of the tribes in other theaters can bring back the power of victory.

And in the army, the spies and scouts of the empire discovered the Painhurs camp-he and Giliman also set up the commander’s account on a **** on the Marne River! For a time, a large number of killers with death ambitions crossed the battlefield through any gate of the mage, and rushed straight to the position of the warchief-accompanied by the four gods phantoms rising to the sky, a pale and terrifying monster, guarding the guard Under the protection, fight the empire’s killer battle!

“The time is just right.”

Pale Warlock, a group of elites with the strongest fighting ability in the entire tribe. Looking at the phantoms of the four gods in the distance, he breathed a long sigh of relief. By virtue of the magical peace, Christian could “borrow” some magical arts from himself. With the addition of the superb illusion skills of the bard, he successfully deceived the Romans’ eyeliner.

And at this moment, this oblique strike array that assembled all the elite infantry of the tribe has discovered the supreme king of Visigoths! As long as you kill him, the entire barbarian front is on the verge of collapse!

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“For Gepid! For Dacia! For Decabalus!!!”

Under the leadership of Führer Margok, the ogres rushed to the Visigothic front from the flanks. Giant wooden rods the size of beams were rounded and smashed by these extremely fat giants over three meters high. Directly smashed the Gothic Barbarian’s head into the chest cavity.

The great chief fulfilled his promise. The orphan of the civilization that was once destroyed by Rome now takes up arms, occupying the land of the empire, and beheading the soldiers of the empire. Margok, who is covered in blood and meat, raises his head. A head laughed, and with a stick in his right hand, the three Gothic soldiers seemed to be light and fragile objects, and they were directly shot into the air. The left hand pinched an Austrian gesture, and the wind was mixed with frost and ice. Then, dozens of soldiers were frozen into fragile ice sculptures.

Just as the two-headed ogre killing was on the rise, suddenly, a brilliant golden thunder roared, and instantly penetrated his right head.

The bucket-thick golden thunder, at the moment it pierced the ogre’s skull, roared and exploded, and countless bright death currents danced wildly, rendering the entire blood-colored sky into a golden face.

Before Margok could react to what happened, the golden thunder snake, after piercing his head, made a sharp bend of 180 degrees in the air, screaming and smashing his head. The two heads then returned to the Visigoths array, and in the hands of a heavily armed frost giant, they were restored to a golden spear engraved with Runes.

The lord of Gedder, the head of the ogre Mar Gok, became the first high-ranking general to be killed in this war.

Ymir uttered an earth-shattering roar. In the roar of the ancestors, the frost giants held up their weapons to compete with the big green-skinned men who were about the same size as themselves, and the ogres who were in a state of madness , Launched a desperate battle.

At this moment, Painhurs passed the command of the left-wing cavalry to Christian, and the command of the two infantry troops in the center was handed over to Julian, the command of the right-wing cavalry, to the lord of the Greymane. .

He led Abhuos, the High Priest of Withered Bones, Pena, the Lord of Poetry Dead, and Aorakir the King of Wind Howl, and the four strongest men and horses in the world, heading straight for Theodoric I, and the big one. Here comes the scary ancestor giant!

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