Chapter 625: [Power from the East]
While Pang Juan's expeditionary force marched towards Rome with a full hiccup, Rome's southern legions were in a state of extreme contradiction.
The Roman legions, which were fully professionalized a hundred years before China, were already showing the dangers of institutional rigidity. Because of the stupidity of the Senate, their army was not instructed to return to Rome, and the Roman legionaries could not leave the garrison without an order signed by the consuls and the Senate, otherwise they would be considered treason!
When the news of the fall of the Titus legion reached their station, the first thing the great legions did was not to immediately raise troops to aid Rome, but to send their communication troops to try to pass through the barbarian blockade to Rome to ask for their lives.
However, after being prompted by Marcus, they at least did one clever thing and did not stop Pang Juan's army. In fact, it can't be stopped, the iron armor of 100,000 Qin people is enough to make the entire Mediterranean tremble, as long as they don't come to attack the city of Rome, and are willing to rush to the aid of the city of Rome, the Roman legionnaires are naturally happy to see it. At least two of them were Marcus's henchmen, and had received some information from the consuls that Rome should change, and that if there was a dictator-like figure, the city might not be in the crisis it is today.
Marcus no longer remembered how many Gallic barbarians he had slain, only that he had changed at least five swords, and that he had been desperately pulled into the protective circle by the guards three times and then rushed out three more times.
Rome is in the midst of the greatest crisis in its history, and what is the life of a mere consul? At least the Roman emperor promised by the Orientals should keep the city of Rome first!
After the fall of Titus's legions, the city of Rome had lost its strongest protective force, and now it was the private soldiers of the major families, the guards of officials of all ranks, and even the honor guards of the Senate in milky white robes. The nobles who soaked in the hot pools all day long and drank wine were forced by the Gallic barbarians to reveal the blood that should have belonged to the Romans! Marcus had just seen a controversial young nobleman kill a dozen Gauls in a row. Then he jumped off the city with a Gallic commander in his arms and fell into a pulp with the invaders!
This young man came from an ancient, erosive, and even brutal family, and his favorite thing to do was to abuse~ the most beautiful slave girls, and even cut off their heads to make toilets and wine vessels, even in the aristocratic circle, he was despised by everyone.
But such an erosive and brutal aristocracy, when the city of Rome was in danger of falling. At that moment, Márquez and the nobles of Rome completely forgot about his misdeeds, and only remembered the shout when he jumped off the wall with the Gallic commander in his arms, "Bastards, defend Rome for me!" Rome will never fall! ’
The spirit of the Romans sustained this great city, and the madness of the Gauls was like the most terrible natural disaster, even if the city was made of steel, they had to gnaw it down. Countless Gauls frantically attacked the city of Rome under the call of the king of Gaul, and standing at the head of the city of Rome, the army of the Gauls had reached the southernmost point of the Tiber River! The mother river, which gave birth to Rome, is now stained red with blood. The spirits of the Gallic barbarians and the Romans collided fiercely in this river, both vying for control of the Apennine Peninsula.
Marcus glanced at the scattered guards beside him, his chest rising and falling like the surface of a Category 8 hurricane, and with a roar of rage, he stabbed to death a Gallic centurion who had just ascended the city, kicked the corpse of the other man down the city, and shouted to the Oriental man standing behind him: "What about your army, why haven't you come yet?" ”
"It's almost here, the old Qin people will never lose their trust to their friends."
Jing Jian stepped in front of him. The palms struck out like lightning, knocking the two Gallic barbarians to the ground. Turning his head and pointing to the south: "I have already seen the banner of Lao Qin, listen, it is the war song of the old Qin people, is it very majestic and majestic?" ”
"Rectify the old Qin, expand my rivers and mountains, the blood will not drain, and death will not spin"
Jing Jian's voice just fell. The impassioned war song came from the south of the city, and the song gradually spread throughout the city of Rome from far and near, from low to high, accompanied by the sound of thunderous horses' hooves. At first, it was a long way off, but it became deafening in an instant!
The Romans and Gauls, who were fighting to the death, did not realize that they were looking towards the south of the city at the same time. I saw that on the Tiber Plain in the south of Rome, a torrent of steel was galloping towards the direction of the city of Rome at a flying speed, and it was a majestic cavalry that had never been seen before!
The Gallic barbarians, who were so impoverished that they could only wrap their little butts in leather armor, were stunned, and the Romans, with their armor like a work of art, were stunned that this was a fully armored cavalry wrapped in iron armor from head to toe, from man to horse!
They waved countless black flags, and even their faces were covered with visors made of copper, iron or leather, all black, and they descended from the sky to the demon gods, even if they were riding on horses, the bows and arrows in their hands could still be fired continuously, and they were extremely accurate, and the Gallic legions under the city were shot down by the overwhelming rain of arrows before they could really make contact with them.
When they approached the Gallic army, these brave knights suddenly shouted, like a thunderbolt in mid-air, and the bows and arrows in their hands were gone, replaced by a long weapon with a handle two feet longer than the throwing spear, and with its strong horsepower, it was like a wall of steel that smashed into the Gallic army!
"Oh my God!" Marcus and all the Roman nobles in the city of Rome were stunned, they saw with their own eyes countless tall Gallic barbarians being blasted into the air by this powerful impact, and some were like grilled fish on meat skewers, often two or three Gauls were pierced ~ on a spear.
With just one impact, 5,000 old Qin all-armored cavalry taught the Romans and Gauls a lesson, and in the Apennine Peninsula, where cavalry is rarely seen, the charge of the formed cavalry regiment is simply the hand of death! The two phalanxes of Gauls under the city of Rome were torn apart on the spot, and the knights did not even look back at them before slaughtering the Gallic king's main camp farther away
The majestic and strange war song sounded again, but this time the Romans and Gauls saw an endless phalanx of infantry pouring in from the south, and a neat phalanx of thousands spread out from the city of Rome to the end of the sky!
Is this the power from the East? This is the power that only the gods of Olympus can have!
At this moment, the hearts of both the Gallic barbarians and the Romans trembled (to be continued. )