Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"boom!!!"

Accompanied by a blazing fireball entwined with blue runes, it burst into a magnificent and beautiful burning cloud in the air. Thousands of dense flaming meteors, and two huge black shadows exuding a scent, rushed out of the rose-red clouds at the same time.

The heavy armor of the green-skinned heavy-duty man was finally destroyed by the Romans, and the heavy armor that was piled up with more than ten centimeters of garbage was finally completely destroyed by the terrifying heat, which turned him into a giant coke that was three meters high.

And the two-footed Wyvern under his hip was also bruised by flames, acid, crossbow bolts, and javelins... and there was not a single intact scale on his body. In the end, he died of a super magical fireball technique, dragging his bloated and huge broken body, and fell miserably to the ground from the cold and dark night sky. Raise a large piece of soft snow that can cover the sky.

The battle at the gate of the city gate is also in full swing. Hundreds of greenskins and skugs, and the corpses pierced by spears and javelins, almost completely blocked the narrow corridors.

Then, there were hundreds of Skug Cavalry. Step on the blood that flooded your ankles and continue to charge forward! They trampled and pulled the corpses of their compatriots in the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, barely clearing a walkable path, Waaagh all the way to the Romans! Then, in the dense steel jungle composed of long spears and throwing spears, it was penetrated and torn into pieces of **** broken corpses.

"WAAAGH!!!"

Seeing his fellow robes dying in the hands of these ridiculous pink-skinned shrimps, an angry heavy-duty big guy, driving his own two-footed flying dragon, tried to dive and smashed on top of these half-elves, clearing out the cavalry. The road of the city.

However, the red flying dragon had just shrunk its wings, and a total of three infantry squadrons staying behind, taking turns guarding the city gate, raised their steel spears high! The bards played and sang a fierce battle song full of magical power, which made the soldiers' eyes gazing at the sky more firm, and the right hand holding the spear stabilized.

Twenty-four priests, praying for the gifts of the gods, made more and more heavy javelins sparkle with azure blue magical energy, or sacred golden light. Let the soldiers around you, under the coordinated order of the Centurion, shoot a round of heavy spears that can cover the sky and the sun!

Two hundred and forty iron-grey sharp spear tips, in the dark night, dragged countless dazzling blue and gold double-color light beams as gorgeous as silk satin, whistling tore through the cold air, and hitting the dragon head on. Above the bulky, huge head!

"Roar--"

The scales were crushed, the eyes were pierced, and even the tongue was pierced by a spear. In the dark night sky, it was hit by dense javelin rain, and it hit a shocking cloud of scarlet blood and dripping blood. , Like a torrential rain, poured on the soldiers' heads. Let the Roman Legion look like a **** devil as hideous and terrible!

The huge monster let out a miserable wailing, fell down involuntarily, and fell straight to the exit of the tunnel. Instantly crushed the heavy armored big man on his back and the three aggressive skugg cavalry into a lump of **** flesh. By the way, with its huge body and hard dragon scales, it will lead to the city. The road is completely blocked!

This is already the fifth flying dragon killed by humans!

"Withdraw! Withdraw!!!!"

Leonardo the beast yelled distressedly. Five dragons died in battle, three dragons were seriously wounded, and the rest were wounded. After a battle, the proud air force of the Evil Flame clan suffered most of the casualties! The Centaur hurriedly healed the wounds of the surviving giant beasts-they reluctantly discovered that they could only take care of the wounded.

An hour ago, the druid had transformed into an eagle, gave himself a defensive magic, and he pretended to be ready to break through the Roman defense. As a result, the old druid who rushed to the front was directly shot by a round of intensive shots. Crossbow arrow, shredded into a pile of **** pieces that can't be put together!

"Finally... finally retreated!" A crossbowman with a sore wrist let out a long sigh of relief. After burning and destroying the ladder that the goblin climbed, the wizard almost ran out of his spell slots. A dozen hobgoblins trapped on the city wall fought **** with their backs on the battlements. In the end, they were stabbed into a **** sieve by the spears of heavy infantry, and kicked down the tall city wall.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to breathe, hundreds of enthusiastic and young barbarian girls hurriedly carried a large number of javelins, crossbow arrows, and sweet fresh water, and rushed to the front bravely, replenishing weapons and physical strength for the **** soldiers. Prepare for the next attack of the terrorist green tide.

"Everyone has worked hard! Hold on! Let us rely on this city wall to shine the blood of these monsters! Everything that happened today will be passed on through the mouth of the bard!" Quintuchus laughed up to the sky and inspired the soldiers. Our morale.

"When we return to our hometown, my colleagues will be flushed with jealous eyes because of our magnificent military exploits! The beautiful elf girls will embrace your heroic deeds! Dear Augustus, I will reward you even more. Gold and silver that I have never had in my life! Long live the Legion of Urpius!!!"

"Long live the Legion of Urpius!!!"

The remaining soldiers drank the canteen handed over by the Goth girl, supported their tired body, and roared a terrifying roar that was louder and harsher than the green skin. The wizards who had run out of spell slots also picked up a heavy crossbow from the corpse of the same robe, and ate

The crossbow string is loaded up forcefully!

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Alpharis, the shapeshifter, cannot maintain the monster form for too long. Had no choice but to find the corpse of an Eastern Goth and transform it into his appearance. The disorganized stream of people rushed to the seashore, and then, you huddled in the Daredevil Warrior and boarded the sailing boat going south.

Looking at the dejected Gothic barbarians around, and the monsters slaying northward from the shore, Alpharis's blue eyes were like the sea, shining with fierce and uncertain rays of light.

Shapeshifters can only transform into small and medium-sized humanoids at will. He is not a high-level mage who has learned [Transforming All Things]. This ability to become a monster is just a profane deal that he made with a blue demon with twin snakes on his back, which has great limitations.

Even if the transformation is successful, Alpharis can only obtain the monster's special abilities. Such as Thor's stone monster's stone walking technique and rock skin. Snake lizard's breath attack and solid scales, strength, and speed are still as weak as his own milky white humanoid prototype.

"Om—"

Suddenly, the Transfiguration Assassin shook his whole body, and an extremely powerful arcane energy passed through the turbulent Black Sea, wrapped in a long and complicated Latin text, and instantly poured into his mind.

This is the message of the Imperial Pigeon Court! Alpharis shook his head unhappy. Trying to understand the Latin text wrapped in arcane. Those talented and loyal freaks, with the help of some ancient instruments and the spiritual connection between them, can expand the effective range of a zero-ring trick [communication] infinitely.

A member of the Pigeon Whispering Chamber can send messages to any place within one kilometer. Two can transmit two kilometers, three can transmit four kilometers, four can transmit 8 kilometers, and five can transmit 16 kilometers... ···If there are eleven pigeon whispering members hand in hand to cast spells, then this message can be transmitted to any person within a radius of 1,024 kilometers, in the brain of anyone they know the coordinates!

For example, a metamorphosis assassin who was stuffed with a sacred beacon in the cerebral cortex by the universal patriarch.

And the news passed by Dove Whispering also made Alpharis take a breath!

"Cuckoo! The mind-severs who live in the bottom of the Arabian desert have walked out of their ghastly and dark areas, commanding thousands of heartbreaking slaves, singing their blasphemous names as Sassanids. Persia's new king of kings: Isi Ai I, guide a passage through the desert of death!

The endless Teflin army, and the green tide composed of countless blood axe orcs, are coming to one of the five dioceses of the empire: New Tusbrazhen (Jerusalem)! It has been possible to confirm the legendary totems of the four war chiefs, and the banner of the Longevity Army proud of the demons! All missionary and occupation plans for Gredinian have ceased! Don't worry about the insignificant barbarians! Everyone immediately withdrew to Constantinople! Join the legion and reinforce southward! especially you! The dagger of the dark side of the empire, Alpharis! Cuckoo! "