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At dawn, the troops finally heard the beautiful Tiber River under the rising sun. It is not a very wide river, but it is the mother river that feeds the eternal city of Rome. According to Roman legend, it was on the banks of the Mother River that a human she-wolf found the twins who went down the river, licked the babies dry, and raised them with wolf milk, and the twins killed the usurper and established Rome. Later, in a sibling fight, the younger brother killed the elder brother and named the city after himself.

Warrenos stopped on the banks of the Tiber River, looked at the rising sun in the distance, and sighed: "After this war is over, I have fulfilled all my obligations to the 13th Army and Caesar, and I will retire. ”

Plo was curious: "I heard that Anthony appreciates you very much, and intends to promote you to be the deputy commander???

Volonos smiled indifferently: "The spirit of Rome has completely degenerated, and both the aristocracy and the so-called democrats of Caesar have put slogans on their lips and trampled on glory, tradition and democracy. I'm tired of such senseless wars. ”

Plo asked, "If you don't become a warrior, what do you want to do?" ”

Warrenos' eyes lit up: "I want to be a wine merchant, importing wine from Greece and Spain and selling it to the locals in Rome. I've been fighting for 20 years, and I've always wanted to return to Niopa and fulfill my obligations as a husband. Now I have 40 slaves, and I can sell them for a lot of money when I go back, enough to support me in starting this business. ”

Plo laughed loudly: "You can't even count the number of your own slaves, it's 43!" You're going to lose your pants! ”

Warren North laughed angrily. He is really not good at management and calculation. Plo said to himself: "I'm not interested in who is in the position, anyway, as long as there is a girl to do, there is Orena, someone kills, I don't care about anything else." ”

He roared, and the warhorse, driven by him, let out a loud neigh, and "suddenly" waded through the water, crossed the Tiber River, and appeared on the opposite bank.

Plo shouted excitedly: "Rome. I'm coming! ”

Seeing that Pulo was so excited. Other Roman cavalry and barbarian soldiers also let go, originally robbing the barbarians, and now attacking Rome. Inside is the world of flowers, what gold and silver treasures, stunning beauties are all available. As soon as the cannon went off. Ten thousand taels of gold. Fuck it!

As a result, hundreds of people crossed the river "suddenly".

Warrenos shook his head, and as he walked he said to Octavian, "I always feel a little strange. Although we did move quickly and caught Pompey off guard, Rome is known as the city that never falls, and as the capital, the symbolism is huge. Pompey knew the art of war, how could he give it up so easily? I've always felt like it was going too well???"

Before his words fell, with a loud bang in front of him, the sound of locusts crossing the forest on the other side of the Tiber River suddenly sounded!

"Bed crossbow!" Warrenos's face changed drastically, and he roared: "Disperse! Take cover! Raise your shield! ”

After these three orders were shouted, the cavalry of the 13th Legion, which was originally in a panic, began to move quickly.

The cavalry of the 13th legion quickly scattered in all directions, abandoned their horses and dismounted, took out the Roman tower shield they had carried with them, and held it high in the air, covering themselves as much as possible. The cavalry of the Ubians, who were equivalent to the Roman warriors in their training, stood a little dazed, unprepared.

As soon as Kirk heard the sound of the bed crossbow, he wrapped himself in Octavian and used the collective teleportation on the [Lord of the Rings] (replica) to teleport directly to a hidden place on the river beach, and raised the [Sun God's Flame] to block it!

It was originally a sunny river, but it was suddenly obscured by a dark cloud!

This dark cloud is a rain of arrows composed of thousands of long arrows blocking the sun!

At the same time, dozens of lightning bolts flew in!

Only the sound of "bouncing" was heard, and a Ubian rider on a horse screamed, and was pierced by a bed crossbow the thickness of a baby's arm, with men and horses, and flew sideways, turning into a blur of flesh and blood, and was shot straight into the Tiber River!

The river suddenly went from crystal clear to a bloody flush!

On the other side, a 3-meter-long bed crossbow pierced the three Ubian riders who were standing densely, and dressed them into a string of sugar gourds.

The four of them were not despaired, wailing incessantly, and they were miserable, until they were pierced through their hearts by the ten thousand arrows that roared from behind, and they were stabbed into hedgehogs, and they gradually stopped wailing.

A Roman soldier with a shield had just been hiding under the shield in horror when he was pierced through the shield by a whistling bed crossbow, pierced through the belly, and was carried alive for dozens of meters before landing under a big tree and spurting blood to death.

A salvo of dozens of bed crossbows actually created a human tragedy among the Ubian riders who were standing densely and had an unstable foothold!

The bed crossbow bowstring made of cowhide and animal skin is infinitely powerful, and can shoot through the strong city wall within hundreds of meters, providing a foothold and cover for the legion to ascend the city.

And this is only the beginning of the nightmare of the vanguard troops of the Roman 13th Legion!

This was followed by a rain of thousands of long arrows!

The Ubian rider who had just escaped the call of death was finally wiped out this time!

The round shield in their hands couldn't cover the rain of arrows that were shooting wildly, and they were soon shot down by people and horses!

The other party didn't intend to stop at all, and another signal rang out, and a second wave of arrows swarmed!

And then the third wave, the fourth wave???

In the midst of this wailing one after another, the original location of the Ubian rider has turned into a white and vast Feather Forest World Realm, and 300 fierce lives have quietly disappeared from this World Realm.

Only a few warhorses with good luck arched their owners alone, trying to wake up the body that had left life and get back up.

Even the knights of the 13th Legion who raised their shields to greet them, many of them were injured by the rain of arrows piercing the legion's shield, and fell to the ground and wailed.

Kirk pressed Octavian's head and shielded him with his body.

The intense uneasiness in his heart finally turned into a nightmarish reality!

This time, the plot has been drastically changed again!

Rome, which was originally not fortified at all, unknowingly, already had a strong Roman main army to defend!

They quietly lurked on the perilous edge of the Tiber River, waiting to destroy Caesar's vanguard troops of the Gallic legions!

At present, it is pointless to discuss whether this is caused by a space virus, and the problem that Kirk is facing now is how to take Volonos and Plo, protect Octavian, and his own team, and get out of such a cheating main battle.

If Octavian had died, the adventure would have ended. What's even worse is that this time the world world is not allowed to use props to return to space, and their own team will face the siege of a main Roman legion!

The rain of arrows finally stopped.

On the battlefield, the vanguard of the Gallic Legion had been killed and wounded, the 300 cavalry of Ubian were all wiped out, and the 100 knights led by Volonos also suffered heavy casualties.

A Roman general rode a war horse and led a large number of officers, triumphantly standing out from the crowd.

Kirk recognized it at a glance, it's really a narrow road!

It turned out to be Grabo!

The one who just ambushed Caesar's legion was the First Roman legion he commanded!

Glebo looked complacent, dressed in glorious gold armor, a divine horse, and a peerless general, walked to the center and waved his hand gently.

6,000 hoplites slowly walked out of the forests on all sides of the Tiber River.

The First Roman Legion!

They were dressed in the finest cowhide armor, and the armor with iron plates glittered in the morning sun. Under the cover of the cockscomb helmet was a pair of cold and emotionless eyes. A pair of eyes are projected, giving people the feeling that they are a pack of green wild wolves, hungry for blood and fresh meat!

They were armed with Roman daggers, which were designed after the swords of the Spanish mercenaries, and were about two feet long and two inches wide, and were heavy, with sharp heads. The hilt of the sword can be made of wood, bone, ivory, or metal. In the other hand, he held the Roman legion's shield, a strong, oblong convex body, about four feet tall and two feet wide, that could cover most of the body. Its shape resembles the flat surface of a pipa barrel. It was made of wood, covered with animal skins and reinforced with narrow strips of metal.

Behind them, they carry two heavy javelins, which are easy to throw and have great penetrating power. It is half metal rod and half wood, and has a total length of about seven feet. The javelin bends without breaking when it penetrates the shield or human body, and it is more difficult to pull it out again, piercing the chest armor and helmet from 60 feet away.

Behind the rows of hoplite hundred-man arrays were rows of archers and spearmen, at the back were more than 30 heavy field bed crossbows, and at the back were about 800 heavily armed Roman cavalry.

Surrounded by these cavalry and many officers, Glebo slowly walked through the legion and walked forward. In his opinion, Caesar's forward reconnaissance troops, which had been riddled by ambushes, spears and arrows, had lost any possibility of turning the tables, and it was clearly time for him, as the shield of the Republic, to come out and make a victory speech and expand his influence in Rome.

Seeing this army that was as fast as the wind, as fast as a forest, as moving as a fire, and as immobile as a mountain, Warrennos's heart sank vigorously. If it were any other legion, it would not convince this arrogant old bird on the battlefield, and this unit in front of him was the only unit in Rome that was allowed to be stationed by the Senate!

The First Roman Legion! (To be continued......)