Augustus Under the Horseshoe

A total of two hundred half-man and half-horse men with natural strange powers thrown heavy javelins at the same time. The resulting firepower instantly killed the ice monster with broken ice armor and blood on the ground. The great chief who countered the magic successfully, also Immediately took the warlocks back to their ship, but found that the situation was still not optimistic.

The pattering brown rainstorm, accompanied by the nauseating odor of pools, landed in a centurion of the Roman legion, countless groups of sticky and bloated brown mud, like a flood that bursts the embankment, surged on the deck of the imperial fleet. ! The brown mud was churning and roaring, and the mixture became a bloated and fat sludge evil spirit, squirming his blasphemous body made of mud, and gathered and formed in the center of the centurion team.

The mud devil that fell from the sky instantly disrupted the empire's orderly infantry array. One by one, heavy punches made up of thousands of mud, slammed the iron-plated tower shield on the surface, and was easily cut in half by a thick ridged epee. Thousands of muddy spots, in the war In the aftermath, splashed in all directions.

"For the Empire! For Augustus! For the glory of the Twelfth Thunder Legion!!!"

Legionnaires, all covered with mud, screamed and fought in the mud that was enough to reach their ankles! With the thick-spine epee in his hand, he cut the sticky brown mud and banished a bunch of low-level evil demons back to their purgatory home.

Every evil demon, when it is dying, its body will dry up and harden. The soft mud quickly solidified into pieces of dry hard soil, then collapsed, disintegrated, and dissipated into strands of light smoke. Some unlucky ones were pulled down by the hands of mud with foul-smelling blisters, and were completely engulfed by the creeping mud with a scream of piercing and piercing screams, suffocating them alive in the bodies of these demons.

In the distance, the guy who commanded these silt puppets was a glamorous mistress of Demon, accompanied by waves of seductive smiles, orders, and guided more muddy rainstorms, falling on the flagship of the empire. on! Legionnaires’ efficiency in slaying bad demons can’t keep up with the increased speed.

With the passage of time, some terrible evil spirits that are constantly tumbling and wriggling in the mud can even condense and form on the muddy soldiers, directly pulling them into the muddy mud, watching them desperately waving. Suffocating slowly in the foul-smelling mud.

"more and more!"

Above the sky radiating blasphemous rays and dancing among demons, a glamorous demon with pink flesh wings spread out his slender arms, guiding more demons to land on his own killing. Home court.

Suddenly, her bare shoulders were lightly touched by something sharp. Yumo was busy commanding the puppet army at the time, and didn't care much. However, after a few seconds, something sharp cut a small blood mark directly on her shoulder.

"Who!"

The fragrant devil turned his head fiercely, but found a scarlet and terrifying poisonous scorpion tail, accompanied by a sharp piercing sound, took the opportunity to poke his eye sockets!

"Looking for death! A little devil, dare to attack your upper level?!"

Seeing the hideous tail thorn that secretes neurotoxins, it is getting bigger and bigger inside her pupils. In panic, Yu Mo's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. Her left hand bounced like lightning and grasped it accurately. The Red Devil's tail-at this moment, the toxin-coated tail thorn is only less than half a foot away from her eyes.

"Hello boss, goodbye boss."

Caught by a Demon, the little devil was not flustered, and the scarlet corner of his mouth raised a weird smile, accompanied by a deafening cracking sound, the red-skinned Magnus disappeared without a trace, above the sky , What the Yuma grasped in his hands was a pale arm of a half-man, half-horse!

King car translocation.

"what!!!"

Two thin pink fleshy wings, but there is no way to pull a large monster weighing several tons, flying in the air, the sultry is dragged down by Painhes, and quickly falls to the sea! This feeling of weightlessness caused by the high-speed fall made her look pale, and her violently beating heart almost popped out of her throat, leaving a long string of fearful screams in the clouds.

In the rapid fall, the warchief violently grabbed the opponent's wrist, squeezed his five fingers vigorously, and the terrifying force caused the devil to loose his claws. The strong arm immediately took his broad shoulders as the axis. The heart, after holding the ecstasy fiercely for a few laps, threw it down fiercely!

"boom!!!"

Accompanied by a long string of piercing screams of sopranos, Yu Mo fell heavily on the solid wooden deck, stirring up dust in the sky, and the violent impact almost broke the bones under her body, her beautiful face changed. Painful and distorted, dripping blood entrapped with a large amount of meat and bone debris, instantly overflowed the delicate lips of the Demon, rendering it even more coquettish and charming.

Before the devil could respond from the pain, the warchief, who was still in a rapid fall, threw a heavy javelin, causing the thing full of the thickness of a child's arm to whizz, spin, roar, and be precise. Hit the swan-like slender neck of Yu Demon! Accompanied by the rotating **** whirlpool, she was nailed to the deck!

"call--"

At the last moment when Painhurs was about to fall to the ground, the golden crown of the nine demons on top of his head was shining with a dark pink light of evil spirits. His mighty and handsome body instantly turned into nothingness and ethereal, like an invisible breeze, slowly Floating slowly over the deck.

Solved a low-level commander, the pressure on the Centurion was greatly reduced, and the Howling Centaur joined the battlefield with howling, raising the halberd in his hand to assist his allies in eradicating the devil in the mud. These unintelligent puppets, playthings, were swept away.

"Thank you for your assistance! Great Chief of Centaur."

The centurion headed, after beheading the last evil demon, finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his face, and said with great gratitude.

"What is the empire's plan now? We continue to implement the original plan? Jump to help on the Persian battleship, be divided and outflanked by those flying demons? Or gather to the center of the sea?

The Pale Warlock calmed his breathing and asked eagerly. This feeling of being out of control is really bad.

Putting it on the grassland, I had already commanded the soldiers under his command to retreat, roundabout, or concentrated on launching a surprise attack, but now I actually want to stay in place, waiting for others to give me orders?

"The commander of the legion ordered us to stop jumping and fighting, order all warships to charge forward at the fastest speed, tear apart, break through the enemy's maritime defense line, and leave this sea area haunted by the devil. At the same time, all soldiers must stick to the deck. Let the enemy jump to help!"

The centurion used his bright red robe to wipe off the blood stains on the robe, while meticulously delivering the supreme command of the lord of the legion.

"Warchief, please follow the order and fight with us."

Pain Hess pulled out his bloodied spear from the neck of the Demon, and threw it a few more times at the glamorous face to make sure that the opponent was dead, and then he put it back into the animal skin bag. Inside.

He looked around. The soldiers only had his own two hundred warlocks, and there was a Roman centurion team that had lost more than 20 people.... There were only more than 70 soldiers. At this time, instead of gathering forces, they were scattered. Come on, let's get out of the sea where the demons are dancing together? What a joke!

Oh, no, Malfurion is betting on probability. Painhurs put himself in the position of legion commander and thought about several ways to deal with it. Then, using the elimination method, he understood the helplessness of the legion master. At the moment, the fleet trapped in the bay has only three options.

One: Retreat, land, and meet the enemy on the beach plain. Let's not talk about the winning rate, even if you win, a bunch of heavy infantry with heavy logistics and exploding tables are trapped in the territory of Sassanid Persian? In case the other party burns his ship, these two legions are separated from the mainland of the empire by an entire army of demons of Cilicia. Maybe they will have to face a cavalry group several times their own.

Two: There is a scream of fierce battle here, because the ship's load is limited, the Legionnaires who are divided into centuries have to face the maddening demons until the last drop of blood is drained.

Three: Hit all the forces, disperse the impact, tear the opponent’s sea line of defense, and the whole army retreats towards Asia Minor. This plan is extremely dangerous, but the possibility of success is also high. A scuffle of hundreds of warships, Without a commander taking care of everything, there may be a lot of people lost in the inner sea of ​​the empire, but there are more people who can break out of the siege.

"The employer has spoken, work."

The Pale Warlock shrugged. Nodded and agreed to the other party's request. At this moment, the Roman soldiers also passed the order to the rowing slaves and the supervising slave laborers below. The entire huge double-deck sailboat, once again, set sail towards the golden fleet dancing around the demons.

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