Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

Marche really wants to scold her at this moment, isn't it difficult? I'm afraid it's not difficult for my soldiers to be that strong, but isn't there a problem?

"I'll go back and think of a way." Marche said with a smile on his face. After all, he can't speak out, and he still needs to save face.

"Brother, let me tell you, you are too gentle. The Twelfth Legion is our backbone. Now that the food has become like this, I am sorry for the country, I am sorry for the government, and I am sorry for the commander of the army. Why don't you let me beat you a few times?" Already." Vincent Leo said to Marche with a smile.

The tenth knight has been titled, and the team has also been titled. Although the two sides have assembled their armies and have the combat power to suppress Miracle, if it is not necessary, both sides will only use the Miracle Army as a strategic deterrent. Whose Miracle will come first? In the end, it means whoever loses at this stage, so Wenqin Leo has been a bit idle during this period of time.

Thirteen Qiangwei was hit once a day, but Thirteen Qiangwei might really have been beaten out of tolerance again. Wenqin Leo didn't feel as good as before when he hammered it.

After all, if the Miracle Legion is strong, it is strong, but Thirteen Qiangwei has been beaten for a year, and has been hammered with Gao Lan on the battlefield for half a year. All aspects have completely surpassed before. For the tenth knight, it is equivalent to reaching a certain level. If you continue to increase your strength, you will be in a real combat stance.

This is the difference between sparring and fighting to death. The former can control his output no matter how harsh the tenth knight says, and there will be no accidents, while the latter basically has no way to guarantee that he will only be injured and not die. Very likely fatal.

Therefore, the tenth knight has also been training recently. After all, it is not a real ceiling. There is no way to guarantee that Thirteen Qiangwei will be kicked as a ball like before. Everyone is swollen, but his muscles and bones are fine, and Renato also obviously felt some The change made me secretly happy, but I didn't dare to say it.

In this way, the tenth knight can only change the beating target. Looking around, it is the fifth skylark, and the twelfth thunder throwing is okay. As for the eleventh loyal Claudius who is very resistant to beatings, save it, five The loyalty of more than a thousand people, Claudius, as far as Wenqin Leo's subordinates are concerned, it is still a matter of who beats who. Although Luciano puts Wenqin Leo in a higher position, he is really not afraid.

In the army, the strong are always respected, and Eleven Loyalty Claudius is the top legion no matter what, even Wenqin Leo will give face, so only Skylark and Throwing Thunder are left. Let these two belong to the Caesar line.

The tenth knight habitually thinks that he is the leader of Caesar's legion and their elder brother, and the elder brother is the father, so accept the beating as brotherly love.

Palmiro resolutely refused. Among this group of legions, the Fifth Skylark has the worst combat effectiveness. With the talent of suppressing, he can do as much damage as the rest of these legions, but they can confront them head-on. Forget it, forget it, their positions are different. , This is a reconnaissance army.

"I'll go back and drill them hard!" Marche resolutely refused, and if he wanted to hand it over to the tenth knight to beat him up, it would really lose his face.

"Stop for a moment, there is a large group of people invading." Just as Palmiro was watching other people's excitement, his spirit moved slightly, and then the surrounding lights and shadows were directly displayed on his hands, but the wind and snow were all there, and he couldn't see anything. Ermiro could only dictate.

"The Han Dynasty is crazy again!" Marchai stood up and said as if he had been pardoned.

At the same time, a light wall quickly appeared at the position of each legion leader, and a line of bright red Han troops invaded on it, and marked the approximate scale and location of the invasion.

"Can it be done to this extent now?" Wenqin Leo was also a little surprised, this light wall looked particularly impressive.

"My side has already fought against the opponent, what do you think?" Palmiro walked out with the Roman dagger in his hand, but as soon as he finished speaking, his face froze, "It is impossible for the opponents encountered in these two directions to be equal. It's three talents."

In other words, two red marks appeared on the light wall in front of all the legion commanders, and then marked danger, suspected of being a three-talented, close-combat heavy infantry.

"How did you collect so much information?" Vincent Leo couldn't participate in the battle. He and the Tenth Knight were also on the platform, so he asked Palmiro curiously.

"Light and shadow can also hurt." Palmiro said, rolling his eyes, and then the blurry phantom under his feet seemed to stand up, grabbing Wenqin Leo's leg, and Wenqin Leo was stunned. What kind of talent?

"No, I was fooled by you." After all, Wenqin Leo is the camp leader of the Miracle Legion, and he quickly realized that it was not manipulating shadows to restrain him, but that light and shadow were made into entities. This legion had the ability to manipulate before. The ability of light and shadow can only be said to have deepened this ability, but this ability looks very strange.

Speaking of which, Wenqin Leo easily broke free from the shadow that bound him, and then suddenly found that he seemed to be bound by some kind of invisible and intangible bondage.

"It's the light that bound me. Sure enough, the emperor taught you to manipulate the light." Wenqin Leo said cautiously. These two seemingly simple expressions, when used in the hands of the fifth skylark, can be said to be close to There is no solution, "But your will is too fragile, otherwise it is really a very good ability, the ability to turn light and shadow into reality."

"Monster." Palmiro said after a moment of silence. He originally thought that he could use the ability obtained by hugging Caesar's thigh to restrain Vincent Leo, but the other party reacted in a few moments.

"It's okay, combined with the previous manipulation of light and shadow, now you have the ability to infiltrate light and shadow with will, and manipulate light and shadow into real attacks. Yes, but the strength of will is too low, and the damage is not too strong." Vincent Leo followed Palmiro out, commenting as he walked.

"But you don't seem to need too much damage, so that's fine. It's good to be able to protect yourself." Vincent Leo whispered around Palmiro like an old lady.

"Illusion soldier? Do we need this?" Palmiro said with a sneer even though he was choked by Wenqin Leo's words, and then several himself appeared around him. This is the most basic operation of light and shadow, The ability to make a body present several images, and then swing the sword.

In fact, when Palmiro split the light, Wenqin Leo realized that the Fifth Skylark could control the light and shadow, and it is possible to add attacks to the image presented. Maybe the whole body is full of light and shadow, but the wrist Part of the light and shadow was transformed into substance, and suddenly felt so vicious.

"In this case, there is only one defect left." Wenqin Leo touched his chin and said, while Palmiro nodded helplessly, his will locked, there is really no way around this.

"Well, you should be your eyes. It's useless if you become stronger. There happens to be a legion in the opposite Han Dynasty restraining you." Vincent Leo patted Palmiro's shoulder and rushed out with the legion. Mirro dissipated directly in the wind and snow. As a reconnaissance Assassin Legion, how could people see the main body.

"The Han army is really crazy!" Nigel said with a dark face, "Pabinian, look, this is not my fault, is it the Han Dynasty who started the attack first, two three-talented super elite legions, from These two directions are coming, and they want to fight us, so it’s not too much for me to fight back.”

Pabini lamented in peace, but he still didn't say a word in the end. What you said is very reasonable. I have nothing to say. Is it really for peace that the Han Dynasty and Rome sent your two commanders here? Or everyone holds the idea that you will restrain yourself, but this is called restraint?

The moment Nigel rushed out of the tent, his originally dark face returned to a smug look. He is a warmonger. It is very uncomfortable to stay in Rome, whether it is training or fighting. Don't be afraid!

"The Eleventh Legion has already gone to block the front line." Nigel looked at the light wall formed in front of him, which showed the positions of the Han Dynasty and the Roman Legion, and compared to the Han Dynasty, which one was marked on the Roman Legion? What is the current position of the legion, so that the command difficulty is reduced again.

"Luciano, we Slavs are here again!" Igor, the head of the Ursars Legion, was quite hideous when he saw Luciano. The entire Slavs suffered too much from the Eleven Loyal Claudius Legion. , and the most serious is the Valeri tribe who is now in command of the heavy axe, but this does not mean that other Slavs have not encountered Luciano.

"Who are you!" Luciano asked puzzled after the generals under Luciano's inner qi separated from the body supported Igor.

"I am Igor, the patriarch of the Black Sea Slavs!" Igor roared.

The Slavs under his command also roared and rushed towards all kinds of ice axes. At the current temperature, including the blessing of talent, the strength of ice blades even surpassed that of steel.

More importantly, under the same volume, the weight of ice weapons is only about one-eighth of that of steel, so at this moment, the weapons of the Slavs look quite terrifying.

"Boom?" The soldiers of the loyal Claudius Legion held up the ice axe, feeling the fierce force and terrifying impact, without any reservations.

"I didn't expect you Slavs to have such a background!" Luciano grabbed the ice blade with one hand, and the five-layer cycle sacrifice was opened directly, and the surrounding snowflakes were blown away with a violent momentum. Siano stared at the Slavs opposite and said indifferently.

"Die!" Wielding an ice ax the size of a man, the Slavs fiercely slashed at the Eleventh Army. The ice shards burst, and the Roman pawns retreated a few steps.

With the attack range of such super-large weapons, there is no way to dodge in close combat, but to resist hard, and the ice slag splashed at close range exploded with a little blood, and all old and new grudges were released at this moment.