Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

"Sirio and Fabio both gave accurate answers to this question, and this is what the Han room arranged for." Severus nodded and said, "Or, do you think that the Han room really won't help? Are you one of your own?"

Perennis was silent for a moment. He hated politics.

"However, there is only so much support that the Han Dynasty can give, and this is also a threat on the table." Severus said flatly, "But this is the limit."

Severus is very clear about the power that Rome has now. The Yuan family and the current Rome have nothing to play with. The opponent didn't take it seriously at all.

Even now, Rome has not taken it seriously. What Yuan Tan said at the beginning, five Yuan families can fight in one battle, that is really not a joke.

"Don't worry, Nigel's commander-in-chief level, if there are no problems with the food and logistics, it will be very difficult for the Yuan family to win." Severus looked out of the mountain with an extremely confident expression, "not to mention Paby Nian is the deputy guarding the barracks, and even if the Eagle Banner Corps currently dispatched is not at the peak level, it will only benefit us and not harm us after passing it off."

Severus wants to strengthen Rome's legion, even if from a certain point of view, Rome is now worthy of the pinnacle, but the gap between these main Eagle Banner legions is too great.

Severus wanted to average these legions and pull those unqualified legions to the level he expected. This is the reason why Severus still chose to shoot after seeing Huangfusong. The Han Dynasty is restraining, they Roman It is also restrained, and in this case, a high-intensity, low-loss battle situation can be maintained.

This is a better temper than when the Han Dynasty entered the Rome-Sanxi battlefield.

Perennis stopped talking after hearing the words, you can do whatever you want, anyway, I have said everything I want to say, if you don’t want to send the parliamentary guards to help strengthen the legion, forget it.

"Don't worry, my monarch talent will remember to bless you." Severus could also understand Perennis' thoughts, so he explained casually.

Perennis nodded, Severus's monarch talent has been greatly improved after the death of the Parthian Empire, and the coverage area is already very large, but now Severus also has the Han Dynasty A problem that only occurs with spiritual talent owners.

The too large monarch talent makes it difficult for Severus to control. The monarch talent that was once almost equivalent to the passive effect, Severus now has to use it and take a break, but if it only blesses hundreds of thousands of people, the problem is not big.

After all, Severus's monarch talent is the kind for the whole of Rome, and it can still last for a long time when only a part of it is used.

"In this case, it's probably okay." Perennis thought for a while, sending the parliamentary guards in the past is indeed a bit too much, it does not conform to the current atmosphere of the Han Dynasty and Rome, and the strength of the damn blessing of the parliamentary guards is indeed a bit outrageous .

In the presence of the parliamentary guards, the basic blessing of those main legions may exceed 50%, which is a very outrageous level. From this perspective, the value of the parliamentary guards is even higher than that of the Roman emperor in the overall situation Guard Corps.

It's just that sending this thing in the past is really outrageous. Under the pressure of the newly sent reinforcements from Rome, the Han army itself can barely be called evenly matched. If there is a 50% blessing at this time ,Ruined.

"Almost twenty percent enhancement." Severus reckoned, "Including Nigel and Papinian, it's almost there."

Perennis nodded upon hearing this, and said no more.

On the other side, a group of elders who came out of Qiqiu were also discussing this matter in twos and threes, but most of them condemned Kirby a few words, and then talked about their own work.

Only a few veterans and legion leaders who were affected were quite entangled.

"Duke Nigel, please give me your advice when the time comes." Although Pabinian was quite troubled in his heart, it was impossible to change this matter, so he followed Nigel after going out, and the two of them The relationship between them is very general, but now because of the crusade against Eastern Europe, we need to work together for a long time, so it's good to get to know it.

"It's the same for you, do well when the time comes." Nigel looked at Pabinian, even he had to admit that Pabinian has a very outstanding talent in war.

After all, for more than a year, Nigel was under house arrest in the city of Rome, and had nowhere to go, so he could only wander around in the city. As the commander of a large army, he was often tortured and killed by Caesar. During this period, Nigel saw After a lot of Papinian.

At first, Nigel thought that Caesar was playing a monkey game, but later Nigel fell into self-doubt. After all, sometimes geniuses really exist to beat others.

Therefore, Nigel, who didn't talk much, and with a cold face, knew exactly what kind of abilities Pabinian possessed. As for the practical issue, it would be enough to practice on the battlefield for a while.

"It's fine for me to stay in the camp when the time comes. I will help the Duke manage the camp. I think military law and civil law should be very similar. I can manage the military camp. You can just treat me as the camp commander." Papinian completely He didn't understand Nigel's expression, and immediately said that he was a scumbag, and that he would stay in the camp as a logistics management.

"Alright." Nigel smiled slightly and said nothing. When he got there, what happened was not his business. It was good to have Papinian squatting in the camp.

"Thank you, Duke." Papinian's affection for Nigel increased a little, and he never expected that the cold-looking Duke would be so easy-going.

"Markai, it seems that His Majesty is preparing to train troops. Then you may have to stare at the sixth triumphant and the eleventh loyal Claudius." Alessandro said with a smile, reaching out to pat Marche's shoulder, but Marche got out of the way.

"Stay away from me, don't hit me." Marchai opened the distance and said to Alessandro angrily, "If you slap me, there will be some problems with my collarbone."

"Hahaha, you are so humorous." Alessandro said with a smile, but he still took his slap back, "Go and temper it, look at the current sixth triumph, loyal to Claudius, and still With the Twelve Throwing Thunderbolts led by you, they will not be able to get on the stage at all."

"A certain person is very strong, and he wants to take a step forward to achieve a miracle, and the result?" Marche said angrily, every family has a hard-to-recite scripture.

The First Auxiliary Legion has a total of 12,000 people. There are so many reasons, apart from continuous accumulation, it is more to prepare for the ultimate leap.

The First Auxiliary Legion wanted to find a top-level miraculous legion, to fight a life-and-death battle where the winners and losers were at the same time. In that kind of battle, they would guide their hidden will and become a true ceiling-level miracle legion.

However, the problem now is that there are too many first supporters, and the Miracle Legion has no way to force the first support to the point of death, let alone kill most of the first support, so that they can take the first step in the cruel war. that step.

This is why Alessandro has a big head. He found that the direction of their first support was right, but he couldn't find an opponent who could be used as a whetstone.

So now he is stuck at the top of the three talents, and there is nothing he can do.

"Go to the battlefield to temper yourself." Alessandro reached out and pressed Marche's shoulder slowly and quickly, and then Marche's entire foot was pressed into the soil.

On the other side, Virgilio and Vincenzo had already sent Caesar back to the Senate, and then Caesar signaled Virgilio and Vincenzo to make preparations. It is inevitable to need a team leader.

"It's so annoying, why do we still need a team leader?" Wenqin Leo said a little annoyed, "I think those reserve corps are already very good, just let them go by themselves, or we will entrust them to Niger Forget it."

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Virgilio, who was copying a golden stick, knocked down Vingenio with one stick. Even though Vingenio had already reacted at the last moment, Virgilio had already entered the miracle first. In such a state, Wenqin Leo was forcibly stunned.

"Quick, quick, rope!" Virgilio, who knocked down Vincenzo, greeted his personal guard loudly, and tied Vincenzo into a ball in a short time.

"Let's go, let's go to the barracks." Virgilio dragged Vincinio, who was bundled into a ball, and ran towards the barracks. Before leaving, he greeted his personal guards, "Get ready for the fantasy soldiers! , and get the port ready for the clippers to take our troops away."

Virgilio dragged the big ball to his barracks like a mad dog, quickly selected a thousand pawns of the tenth knight, and then sneakily knocked out a group of centurion captains. The phantom pawns, carried these guys who were tied into balls, and rushed outside.

When Vincent Leo woke up, he found himself tied up on a warship bound for the Black Sea, with Virgilio's phantom pawn beside him.

"Virgilio!" Vincent Leo screamed, like a pig about to be slaughtered, he was thinking of knocking him unconscious and sending him to Eastern Europe to top the tank, but before he could do anything, he was knocked unconscious and loaded onto the ship Sending it off, "You bastard so dare to make a move at the gate of the Senate!"

In fact, Vincinio was already in a state of dismay, because Virgilio, an animal, didn't even give him the eagle flag. At any rate, if he knocked Virgilio unconscious, he would think about it.