"Finally, the Imperial Will of Parthia has arrived!"
The calm voice contained strong confidence. Though not loud, it clearly spread in all directions, as if the voice itself was disseminated by the Roman Empire's will.
"Emperor Caesar?" Benito, upon hearing the voice, looked in disbelief at the figure emerging from the Aquila. Although it was his first time seeing him in person, there were many statues of Caesar in Rome, making him instantly recognizable.
"The Fourteenth Combined Legion, huh?"
Caesar glanced at Benito. Although a long time had passed, he could still see traces of himself left on Benito.
"After dragging your feet for so many years, it's time to return it to you. With the foundation I laid down back then, you've actually created such a perfect work? But alas, the personal touch is too obvious. Temporary perfection doesn't equal lasting perfection!"
Caesar was curious about who had transformed the Fourteenth Combined Legion, almost directly simplifying the process of Miracle manifestation, but clearly falling far short of the level of a true Miracle.
He was clearly partially to blame, as he had been residing within the Fourteenth Aquila for so many years, essentially draining its lifeblood.
Caesar opened his hand, and the Fourteenth Aquila, as if responding to Caesar, bloomed with dazzling brilliance, with stardust covering the heads of all the legion's soldiers.
Benito's face stiffened. He could feel the rise of the Fourteenth Legion. Although it didn't reach the level of a decisive battle legion, it was undoubtedly a significant boost.
"How long have I been slumbering in the Aquila? Are you finally about to destroy Parthia? Are you finally going to shatter the Imperial Will of Parthia?"
"Two hundred and fifty years, Great Emperor..."
When Benito said this, he suddenly couldn't continue. He didn't know how to explain to Caesar that the once-ascendant Roman Empire now had one foot on the edge of a cliff.
"Hmm?" Caesar blinked. The Roman Empire's will and destiny spontaneously gathered towards him, creating a physical form for him.
"I'm revived?" Caesar looked at his body in a daze. His secret technique was only half-finished; he was killed by the Senate before he could complete it. He had originally hoped to help Rome destroy Parthia, which would have fulfilled his regret from back then.
But now, he was alive. Although his life form seemed a bit strange, he could indeed feel reality, just like when he was alive, and his body seemed to have returned to its prime.
However, when Caesar looked towards the Parthian Empire's will, what he saw shocked him.
"Miracle manifestation? No, not Miracle manifestation, but Pseudo-Miracle manifestation... But how is this scale possible?"
Caesar was stunned. To be honest, he thought that after reaching the realm of War God, military matters would no longer be meaningful to him. But after seeing reality, he still felt extremely unfamiliar.
He had researched Miracle manifestation back then, and the difficulty of replicating it was too great. Not to mention Miracle manifestation, he couldn't even handle Pseudo-Miracle manifestation.
But now, hundreds of thousands of beings were draped in the glory of Pseudo-Miracle manifestation, and he was truly stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized, wasn't this freaking Rome?
So, it wasn't Rome who conquered Parthia, but Parthia who pushed to Rome???
Wait, why does this Parthia look so strange, as if it has changed its skin? And it seems like Rome and Parthia are working together to deal with a third enemy, and there are also those forces with even more different equipment styles.
One question after another bloomed in Caesar's mind. He didn't understand what was happening.
"Sorry, Great Emperor, please connect to the mind link. It's not clear in a few words!" Benito directly pulled Caesar into the mind link, and then poured the whole story into Caesar's mind through the mind link.
Under the influx of massive amounts of information, Caesar understood everything.
"The future has actually become like this?"
Caesar had a sense of things changing. At this moment, he realized the horror of time. Everything he was familiar with had disappeared. The future was more exciting than he imagined.
The Parthia of the past was a super powerful empire, but now it had been replaced in internal strife. The barbarians in the north were either dead or surrendered, and the emerging Mongol Yuan Dynasty even exceeded Caesar's imagination.
Originally, there was still the problem of distance between Parthia and Rome, but now the two empire-level forces were connected by space.
What made it even more unimaginable for him was that the current Rome far surpassed his Rome of the past. Octavian did a good job, and the subsequent Five Good Emperors also did well, but even so, Rome was forced to the edge of a cliff.
Everything made Caesar feel unfamiliar.
"Great Emperor! Great Emperor! Great Emperor!" The gradually approaching roar pulled Caesar out of his thoughts.
"Your personal guard, the Tenth Knight Legion, is ready for your command at any time!" The Tenth Knight Legion, which was originally beside Perennis, directly broke away from its original position as if it had gone mad and ran towards the Fourteenth Aquila.
"Knight Legion... Hehehe, it seems that some things haven't changed!" Caesar looked at the Tenth Knight Legion running out of phantoms on horseback, and the feeling of melancholy was instantly diluted.
Virgilius was in tears. He never thought that he would be able to complete the tracing back to the origin passed down by the Tenth Knight Legion for generations, to see Emperor Caesar and fight for Emperor Caesar.
However, with the next sentence, Virgilius's face completely twisted.
"What about my personal guard legion, the Thirteenth Rose? Are they still around?" Caesar asked casually.
"Still..." Benito just wanted to answer, but Virgilius flew over from his warhorse and kicked Benito away.
"Reporting to the Great Emperor, they are still here!"
Caesar looked at Benito, who was flying upside down, and his eyes twitched, but his heart calmed down a lot. The familiar Tenth Knight style.
"My personal guards are still there! What good news!" Caesar said with a smile. He saw the Fifth Lark, and he also saw the other Roman Aquila. Although there were changes, it was still the Rome he was familiar with.
Virgilius now wished he could kill the entire Thirteenth Rose Legion, but he still squatted obediently beside Emperor Caesar, staring fanatically at Caesar's not-so-tall, but extremely great figure for them.
Although the Tenth Knights were Caesar's die-hard fans, Caesar's personal guard legion was actually the Thirteenth Rose. The Tenth Knights had been brooding about this since then. They never thought that after so many years, this resentment would still be inherited one day.
A beam of light soared into the sky from the Holy Fallen Knights. At that moment, the soldiers led by Ardashir became almost a single entity. The surging momentum was like a landslide, and even Zhuge Liang in the distance felt this momentum.
“I didn’t expect that Persia would also give birth to a Miracle Legion…” Zhuge Liang looked in the direction of Ardashir. Miracle Legions are truly capable of threatening top-tier army commanders.
“However… is it officially withdrawing?”
Zhuge Liang also knew Ardashir and the others' plans, and even knew about Rome's psychological warfare arrangements. These were all within his expectations, but he didn't expect that Ardashir, a man with destiny, could really break through on the spot.
But even if he breaks through, he will probably be beaten badly by the Mongol army and completely lose the ability to interfere.
“Those who block me shall die!”
In Ardashir's roar, the Holy Fallen Knights bloomed with the light of miracles, tearing apart the encirclement of the Mongol iron cavalry head-on, and leading the Persian army and Rahu to escape to heaven.
As Zhuge Liang expected, the Miracle Legion was very strong, but facing a three-talent legion several times its size, it was not so easy.
Ardashir had less than two thousand soldiers left, losing more than three thousand, and the other legions also suffered heavy losses.
If it hadn't been for the temporary miracle transformation, it was estimated that the entire army would have been wiped out. Even for a Miracle Legion, there was no possibility of reversing the situation against the killing array set up by the God of War.
Ardashir and Rahu ran away, but Ganasis didn't escape. After futilely resisting the Mongol iron cavalry a few times, he was directly surrounded.
“If you surrender, you can spare your life!” The Mongol iron cavalry general said indifferently. If Ganasis could surrender, it would definitely be a heavy blow to Rome.
“You will all die under the swords of Rome!”
Ganasis did not show the slightest weakness. The burning imperial will and the tragic Roman north had already made him understand everything. He drew his saber and roared, launching a suicidal attack.
“Stubborn!” The Mongol Yuan general looked indifferent. There were many who cursed their enemies, and Ganasis was not the only one.
Arrows rained down, and Ganasis was pierced by ten thousand arrows. His face was full of unwillingness, but no matter how unwilling he was, he was powerless to turn the tide.
Ganasis slowly fell. Even if he was an Inner Qi Outburst expert with vitality surpassing ordinary people, at this moment, it was meaningless, as fragile as an ordinary person.
Becoming the first high-ranking general to die in battle.
“Parthia also has a Miracle Legion? As expected of Parthia… Oh, should it be called Sasanian Persia now?”
Caesar had a faint smile on his face, but his brows couldn't help but furrow.
An expert knows if there is one as soon as they make a move, confirming that the opponent's commander is definitely a God of War-level guy.
A Miracle Legion was forced into a near-destruction situation. He knew the Miracle Legion very well.
“Are you as strong as them now?” Caesar turned to look at Virgil.
Virgil fell into silence.
On the other side, Benito was about to say a few words to defend the Tenth Legion when he saw Virgil beckoning to the Tenth Knight Legion.
“The Emperor asks, can we surpass them!” Virgil asked loudly.
“Of course!” Without the slightest hesitation, all the knight soldiers roared loudly.
“Let the Emperor see our strength!” Virgil fell into the Tenth Legion.
The entire army stepped forward. With each step, the momentum on their bodies increased. After a few steps, a golden beam of light soared into the sky.
“We are the Emperor’s sword, to clear all obstacles for the Emperor!”
Virgil raised the Tenth Eagle Banner high in the beam of light, announcing to everyone the return of Rome’s strongest legion.
Covered in radiance, the dark gray armor on their bodies was covered by radiance, forming a real and tangible armor. The Inner Qi Armor that Inner Qi Outburst experts could have truly appeared on the Tenth Legion, and the Roman short sword in their hands, with a flash of radiance, turned into a two-palm-wide, nearly seven-foot-long broadsword, and the arm shield also turned into a half-person-high armor shield.
Casually waving the broadsword in his hand a few times, the sound of the air tearing apart made Benito, who was in shock, finally react.
How is it possible, how is it possible to be so strong!
“Not bad!” Caesar nodded, “Can you be stronger?”
“Yes!” Virgil took another difficult step, and the momentum on his body climbed again.
Perhaps they couldn't do it in the past, but after several fierce battles, in order to protect the Roman Empire, the Tenth Knights did not dare to slack off, and they had already made up for their shortcomings.
What they lacked was a belief in returning to miracles. After all, the foundation of the Tenth Knights in the past was to protect Caesar and protect Rome. Now that the belief is complete, the Tenth Knights have returned to the ranks of miracles.
These people fought for Caesar, and fighting for Rome were not the same state.
Caesar nodded, then shook his head.
There is no doubt that they are much stronger than before, but they no longer have the invincible momentum of the past, which means that they have fallen after all?
However, Caesar also understood that the times are different, and the current era is not his era.
“Go back to your posts, I’m going to meet with the current Consul. This battle will not be easy!”
Caesar's figure disappeared like wind as he spoke, and the Tenth Knights strode back to their previous position.
“How did you suddenly become a Miracle Legion?” Penirens looked puzzled.
They had planned before to see if they could create two Miracle Legions in the war. After all, the battlefield was not short of life and death crises. Although they, Rome, were beaten quite badly, they were also in full swing before. Under the shroud of imperial will, it should be more than enough to produce two miracles.
However, before the fight even started, one came out first. Penirens himself led the Emperor's Guard Legion, and he could clearly feel the gap between the two now.
Even if the opposite side wipes them out, it is estimated that not half of the people will die.
“Emperor Caesar needs us!” Virgil replied with a matter-of-fact expression.
“I know that, I’m asking why you were able to break through!” Penirens couldn't care so much at this time. If they could have a few more Miracle Legions, their chances of winning would be higher.
“I said, because Emperor Caesar needs us!” Virgil squinted at Penirens.
The corner of Penirens's mouth twitched, and then he gave up on continuing to ask. He had already seen that Virgil was bewitched, just like those Christians who saw angels back then.
He glanced in the direction of Severus, and Penirens forced himself to refocus his attention on the battlefield.
Ganasis's death still cast a shadow over Rome after all. If it weren't for Caesar's appearance to dispel the shadow, their morale should have begun to decline by now, unlike now, where they can still launch a counter-charge.
