"I'm sure all of you know who I am. Theodore Julian, Caesar of the Romans, is now the commander of all of you. Theodore cried out, "I am sure that you all know very well what your duty is. You are knights, the most powerful liliang in the north, and you are the confidence of all, and you have the duty to protect your homeland, and you are to be loyal to your lord, to be proud of your death in battle, and to be ashamed of your treachery. ”

"Now, the North needs your Liliang! Our warriors, your brothers, are fighting a bloody battle against the enemy, can we stand by and watch? No, we will join them in annihilating the savage and bloodthirsty orcs once and for all, and make them understand the sins they have committed!"

"Valens, the knights of the Imperial Guard are in charge of the backbone, Bodø, the Noldor knights are in charge of the left flank, Belisarius, the Roman cavalry is attacking from the right flank!, all the knights of the north remain, follow my banner and charge with me!" Theodore held high his golden laurel banner in front of the cavalry ranks, and shouted loudly with a solemn expression: "Protect our robes with shields and bodies, tear our enemies with spears and swords, and let us crush these barbaric enemies!"

"Defend our glory, defend our homeland! Knights of the North! The flame of the sun that will never be extinguished will be our witness!"

"Long live !!! long live !!!! long live !!!"

A neat shout rang out, and all the knights raised their arms and shouted, and the harmony resounded through the sky!

"And now, all knights, hold up your weapons. Theodore held his spear aloft so that everyone could see the golden laurel wreath on it.

"Charge ――――――――――――――――!!!!!!!"

The dull sound of the horn echoed for a long time with a hoarse cry, and the knights took the reins of their horses and began to move forward slowly, with determination in their eyes - they were knights, they were the watchmen of the north, and they were terrible liliang who could turn things around. Now, it's time to decide whether to win or not!

The speed is getting faster and faster, the heavy sound of horses' hooves is like thunder smashing into the sky, constantly shaking the ground under their feet, when all the cavalry began to accelerate, the heavy sound of thousands of war horses galloping down, the terrifying momentum is incomparably powerful!

Bode finally experienced the "unique feeling" that Theodore had when he first charged, and finally understood that the Emperor of Weishenme, the supposedly invincible Aragorn, loved knights so much. When these knights charged, how much courage did the infantry have to stand in front of them and hold their posts?!

"Follow me! Don't retreat! Don't be afraid!" Theodore raised the flag gun in his hand, and the wind blew the flag away, and the swallowtail-like golden flag tail shook incessantly, and almost all the knights could clearly see the Caesar's position, desperately speeding up the war horse under him, brandishing a spear and sword to follow.

"Raise your sword and fight! Let the enemy pay for it with blood! Crush them!" The shouts grew louder and louder: "Remember your oath and fight until darkness!"

"Knights of the North! Charge - !!! make them pay for their blood !!!!"

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How long had it been?? The young Roman legionnaire gasped for air, sweat on his head making him feel like he was dying of pain, his clothes and helmet seemed to be glued to his body.

The sun in the sky still hung there, but it was no longer so dazzling, and the sun that had burned for a day began to slowly retract its light, becoming gentle, and the sky became clear blue. The only thing that remained unchanged was the shouting that I didn't listen to at that moment, the screams, the crashing sound of swords colliding, still the same.

"Keep up! Don't let up for a moment! Hold on to your weapons and shields! Get ready for battle!"

The centurion's roar brought the somewhat soulless young soldier back to his senses, gritted his teeth and clenched the heavy shield in his hand, the Roman sword that had been broken several times was already covered in blood--he would never forget the moment when blood gushed out from the front of the blade, and his vision turned blood-red.

As the second main wing of the 1st "Sword of Glory" Legion, and the 100th Hundred Men of the 1st Squadron, the young legion infantry felt deeply honored. Although it is not the first wing of the Eagle Banner of the Guardian Legion, he was able to enter the main wing when he was a soldier for the first time, and he was still so high in the number, which was enough for him to show off with the people in the village -- this honor is also the spiritual pillar that has encouraged this young soldier to fight until now.

For a whole day, he never thought it would be so long. The enemies seemed to be endless, and all of them were surprisingly strong, and some could even split the sturdy Roman shield in half with a single axe, which forced him to be more cautious.

Attack, retreat and reorganize the formation, then attack again, and then retreat again to change platoons............ There were countless battles back and forth, each small front soaked in red blood, and on the ruins of this Noldor settlement, the two sides kept scrambling, and then gradually fell into a state of stalemate.

"Legion, change platoon!" As the centurion whistled, the legionary infantry in the previous row immediately changed, and the young Roman warrior and his brothers in the same platoon once again pushed to the front line, drew their Roman swords, covered their bodies with shields, and desperately pushed forward.

"Legion, keep the array!" the young infantryman used his shield to block the enemy's terrible straight-edged sword from above and down, and the sharp Roman sword bit the orc warrior's ribs like a poisonous snake from below, and then quickly pulled out, quickly retracting the shield to protect himself.

Although the heavy blow made the left hand holding the shield numb, he still noticed that the enemy's movements were slower and his reaction was much more sluggish. He was overjoyed by this discovery, which meant that the enemy was dying, and they couldn't hold on!

"Legion--, keep the line-, the shield wall advances! Keep the line--, the shield wall advances!" The captains who were standing behind and observing obviously noticed this, and began to try to squeeze the opponent's space, to give the soldiers a chance to win the victory -- whether it was wielding a sword or stabbing a short spear, they used more space than using a sword to stab, and the smaller the space, the more advantageous the Roman legion.

And the confronting Kosai was clearly aware of this - or perhaps it was simply not willing to accept any possible defeat of its own, and the wild roar called out to the elite warriors around it, following it and rushing towards the shield wall of the Roman legions!

"Roar--!!!!!!"

The roar of the wild and the battle axe like the god of death brought the shield wall to a halt as it had been slowly advancing, and the young warrior, like his brothers, nailed his shield to the ground and clung to it to wait for the enemy's attack.

"Knock--!!!"

The crushing terrible liliang slammed his whole body into the shield of the brother behind him, and the dull pain in his chest made him feel his whole body burn, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Slowly standing up, the terrifying figure was looking down on him, he barely stood up against his shield, he didn't want to be underestimated by the enemy - because he was a Roman legion, an invincible Roman legion!

At the very least, die a glorious death.

"Legion—!" roared the young soldier with wordless pathos: "Forward!"

Before he could rush forward and fight to the death with the leader-like orc, a banner in the distance took all his attention--the golden laurel banner on a red background!

"For the Glory ――――――――――!!!!!!!"

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Almost suddenly, thousands of knights, wielding spears and swords, rushed in from behind the orc army, and the unsuspecting orc soldiers lost their ability to judge, the meager resistance was useless, and a whole row of mounted spears dressed the orc warriors in front into gourd strings!

Theodore, who took the lead, rushed into the orcs surrounded by knights from all over the north, like a spear pierced into his chest, charging forward without hindrance, all the guys who tried to resist were knocked aside by the flying horses' hooves, and the orc soldiers who had exhausted their physical strength in the tug-of-war could not resist the knights who could charge at full speed, and the wildfire was out of control!

"Charge-!charge-!let them pay for their blood!" Bode roared, throwing away his broken light riding spear, drawing his Noldor long knife, and slashing through the orc army, "Drive them out of the great Forest of Silence, for Noldor and Anduria!"

"Rush-!!!!--!!!! for the Radiant Cross and Pendragon!"

"Shelgoy!" Theodore shouted, "Gather the knights, and we're going to slaughter that bastard called Kosai!"

"Understood!" Knight Shelgoy, the "Caesar Commander of Caesar's Knights" on a tall horse, immediately replied excitedly: "Brothers, keep up with Caesar's guards, and we will go to make the first contribution!"

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"hahahaha............ha

Zalard, who was on the battlefield on the left flank, did not have the slightest grace to let out his voice, holding his big sword, not caring about the orc soldiers who had already surrounded him in a circle, and looked excitedly at the rolling dust in the distance.

"That guy finally came, I really thought he was ...... Hey, don't say it!" Salad threw away his helmet, wiped the blood and sweat on his face with his sleeve, and waved his hand behind him: "Brothers, let's charge, it's time to fight back!"

"Long live !!!!!"