Chapter 430 Cut off the shackles
"Finally we have waited for the will of the Parthian Empire!"
There was strong confidence in the plain voice. It was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted in all directions, as if the voice was spread by the will of the Roman Empire.
"Caesar?" Benito heard this voice and looked at the figure coming out of the eagle flag in disbelief. Although it was the first time he saw him, there were still many statues of Caesar in Rome, and he could recognize them at a glance. come out.
"The fourteenth group?"
Caesar glanced at Benito. Although he didn't know how much time had passed, he still saw the traces of himself left on Benito.
"After holding me back for so many years, it's time to give it back to you. With the foundation I left behind, I actually created such a perfect work? But unfortunately, the personal traces are too obvious. Perfect for a moment does not mean perfect forever!"
Caesar was a little curious as to who had transformed the fourteenth combined legion. It was almost equivalent to directly simplifying the miraculous transformation, but it was obviously far from the level of miraculous transformation.
He was obviously at fault here. After all, he had stayed among the Fourteen Eagle Banners for so many years, basically sucking the blood of the Fourteen Eagle Banners.
Caesar spread his hands, and the Fourteen Eagle Flag seemed to echo Caesar, blooming with a brilliant brilliance, and stardust covered the heads of all the soldiers of the combined legion.
Benito's face was a little stiff. He could feel the rise of the Fourteenth Legion. Although it did not reach the level of the decisive battle legion, there was no doubt that it was greatly strengthened.
"Two hundred and fifty years, Great Emperor..."
"Alas, can't we make up for the missing parts after all?"
However, when Caesar looked in the direction of the Parthian Empire, what he saw surprised him.
Doubts one after another bloomed in Caesar's mind, and Caesar didn't understand what was going on.
Infused with a huge amount of information, Caesar understood everything.
But now, he is alive. Although the life form seems a bit strange, he can really feel the reality, just like when he was alive back then, and his body seems to have returned to his prime.
Wait, why does this Parthia look so strange, as if it has changed its skin, and it seems that Rome and Parthia are joining forces to deal with third-party enemies, and there are also forces with even different equipment styles.
"Am I resurrected?" Caesar looked at his body in bewilderment. His set of secret techniques was in itself a semi-finished product. He was killed by the Senate before he could complete it. He originally thought he could help Rome destroy Pa Tia has finally settled her regrets from the past.
Parthia was a super powerful empire back then, but now it has been replaced by civil strife. The barbarians in the north were desperate to surrender, and the Mongol Yuan who came out of nowhere exceeded Caesar's imagination.
When Benito said this, he suddenly couldn't continue. He didn't know how to explain to Caesar that the Roman Empire, which was at its peak, had one foot on the cliff.
Seeing that the fourteenth group failed to complete the ultimate leap, Caesar felt a little disappointed, and then asked Benito.
But now, hundreds of thousands of existences are covered in pseudo-miraculous glory, and he is really stuck in a downtime.
Caesar had a feeling that things had changed and people had changed. At this moment, he realized the horror of time. Everything he was familiar with had completely disappeared. The future was more exciting than he imagined.
Caesar was confused. To be honest, he thought that after he reached the level of military god, military things were meaningless to him. However, when he saw the reality, he still felt extremely strange.
"Miracle? No, it's not miraculous, it's pseudo-miraculous... But what's going on on this scale?"
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that this damn city was not Rome?
Co-author: Didn't Rome attack Parthia, but was pushed to Rome by Parthia? ? ?
It's not like he hadn't studied the miraculous thing back then. It was too difficult to reproduce. Not to mention the miraculous, he couldn't even do the pseudo-miraculous.
"Huh?" Caesar blinked. Rome's imperial will and destiny spontaneously gathered towards him, giving him a form.
"Is the future actually going to be like this?"
"How long have I been sleeping in the Eagle Flag? Are you finally going to destroy Parthia? Are you finally going to break the will of Parthia's empire?"
"Sorry, Emperor, please connect to the thought link. I can't explain it in just a few words!" Benito directly brought Caesar closer to the thought link, and then instilled all the ins and outs of the future into Caesar through the thought link.
Originally there was a road problem with Parthia, but now the two empire-level forces are actually located together because of the space connection.
What was even more unimaginable to him was that Rome today was far better than the Rome he had been. Octavian did very well, and the five good emperors who followed him also did very well, but even Rome was pushed to the edge of the cliff. .
Everything made Caesar feel strange.
"Great Emperor! Great Emperor! Great Emperor!" The approaching roar pulled Caesar out of his thoughts.
"Your bodyguards, the Tenth Knights, are waiting for your orders at any time!" The Tenth Knights, who were still with Penelens, immediately left their original position as if they were crazy and headed towards the Fourteenth Eagle Flag. Bian ran over.
"Knight Legion... Hahaha, it seems that some things have not changed!" Caesar looked at the 10th Knight Legion riding out of the phantom, and his melancholy was instantly diluted.
Virgilio burst into tears. He never expected that he would be able to complete the trace of the Tenth Knight Legion passed down from generation to generation in this life, meet and fight for Caesar.
However, with the next words, Virgilio's face became completely distorted.
"Where is my bodyguard, the Thirteen Roses? Are they still there now?" Caesar asked smoothly.
"Still..." Benito was about to reply when Virgilio flew over from the horse and kicked Benito away.
"Report back to the Emperor, they are still there!"
Caesar looked at Benito flying backwards, his eyes twitched, but he felt much calmer inside, in the familiar style of the Tenth Knight.
"My personal guards are still there! What good news!" Caesar said with a smile. He saw the fifth skylark and other Roman eagle flags. Although there were changes, after all, it was still the Rome he was familiar with. .
Virgilio now wanted to kill the entire Thirteen Roses group, but he still squatted down next to Caesar, ignoring the annoyed Benito, watching feverishly as Caesar was not tall, but for them, he was extremely tall. figure.
Although the Tenth Knight is a die-hard fan of Caesar, Caesar's bodyguards are actually the Thirteen Roses. The Tenth Knight has been grudged from back then. He didn't expect that after so many years, this resentment would still be inherited. one day.
A pillar of light soared into the sky from the body of the Holy Meteor Rider. At this moment, the soldiers led by Aldashir almost became a whole, and the surging momentum was like overwhelming the mountains. Even Zhuge Liang who was further away felt this. momentum.
"Unexpectedly, Persia actually gave birth to the Miracle Legion..." Zhuge Liang looked in the direction of Ardashir. The Miracle Legion truly has the ability to threaten the command of the top legions.
"But...are you officially withdrawing?"
Zhuge Liang also knew the calculations of Aldashir and others, and even knew Rome's scheming arrangements. These were all within his expectations, but he did not expect that Aldashir, a man with destiny, could actually break through in battle.
But even if it were a breakthrough, it would probably be beaten badly by the Mongolian army, and it would completely lose its ability to disrupt the situation. "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
In the roar of Ardashir, the Holy Fallen Cavalry bloomed with a miraculous light, tore through the encirclement and suppression of the Mongolian cavalry, and escaped to heaven with the Persian army and Rahul.
As Zhuge Liang expected, the Miracle Legion was very strong, but facing a three-talented legion that was several times his own, it was not that easy.
Ardashir's remaining soldiers were less than two thousand, and more than three thousand were lost. Other legions also suffered heavy losses.
If it had not been a temporary miracle, it is estimated that the entire army might have been destroyed. Even the Miracle Legion had no chance of defeating the killing plan arranged by the God of War.
Ardashir and Rahul ran away, but Ganassis did not. After resisting the Mongolian cavalry in vain for a few times, they were directly surrounded.
"If you surrender, I will spare your life!" the Mongolian cavalry general said indifferently. If Ganassis could surrender, it would definitely be a heavy blow to Rome.
"You will eventually die by the sword of Rome!"
Ganassis showed no weakness at all. The burning will of the empire and the tragic Roman north had long made him realize everything. He drew out his sword and roared to launch a suicidal attack.
"Stubborn!" General Meng Yuan looked cold and cursed that they had many enemies, including Ganassis.
A rain of arrows shot out, and Ganassis was pierced by thousands of arrows. He looked unwilling, but no matter how unwilling he was, he could not save himself.
Ganassis fell slowly. Even though his inner energy left his body and his vitality exceeded that of ordinary people, at this moment, it was meaningless and he was as fragile as ordinary people.
Become the first high-ranking general to die on the battlefield.
"Does Parthia also have the Miracle Legion? It is indeed Parthia... Oh, should it be called Sasanian Persia now?"
There was a faint smile on Caesar's face, and his brows couldn't help but frown.
As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. The opponent's commander is definitely a guy at the level of a military god.
A miraculous legion was forced into a desperate situation and was almost destroyed. He knew the miraculous legion all too well.
"Are you better than them now?" Caesar turned to look at Virgilio.
Virgilio fell silent.
Benito on the other side was about to excuse himself for the Tenth Legion, when he saw Virgilio greeting the Tenth Knight Legion.
"The Emperor asked, can we surpass them!" Virgilio asked loudly.
"Of course!" Without a trace of hesitation, all the knights roared loudly.
"Show the Emperor our power!" Virgilio fell into the Tenth Legion.
The whole army marched forward, and with every step they took, their aura grew stronger. After a few steps, a gilded beam of light rose into the sky.
"We are the Emperor's sword, and we can clear away all obstacles for the Emperor!"
Virgilio held high the tenth eagle flag in the pillar of light, announcing to everyone the return of Rome's strongest legion.
The radiance shrouded the body, and the dark gray armor on his body was covered with radiance, forming a real armor. The inner qi transformed armor that can be possessed by the inner qi separation level truly appeared on the tenth legion, and the Roman in his hand The short sword, with the flash of light, turned into a broad sword that was two palms wide and almost seven feet long, and the arm shield also turned into an armor shield half a man high.
He casually waved the broadsword in his hand twice, and the violent sound of tearing the air made Benito, who was in shock, finally react.
How is it possible, how can it be so strong!
"Not bad!" Caesar nodded, "Can it be stronger?"
"Okay!" Virgilio took another difficult step, his aura rising again.
They might not have been able to do it in the past, but after repeated fierce battles, in order to protect the Roman Empire, the Tenth Knight did not dare to slack off. They had already made up for their shortcomings.
What is lacking is the belief to return to miracles. After all, the foundation of the Tenth Knight back then was to protect Caesar and Rome. Now that belief is complete, the Tenth Knight is back among the miracles.
This group of people fighting for Caesar is not the same state as fighting for Rome.
Caesar nodded, then shook his head.
There is no doubt that he is much stronger than before, but he is no longer as invincible as before. In other words, he has fallen after all?
But Caesar also understands that times have changed, and the current era is not the era he used to be.
"Go back to your post. I'm going to meet the current consul. This battle will not be easy!"
Caesar's figure disappeared like the wind as he spoke, and the tenth knight returned to his previous position with majestic steps.
"How did you suddenly become the Miracle Legion?" Penilence looked puzzled.
They had planned before to see if they could fight out two miraculous legions in the war. After all, the most indispensable thing on this battlefield is the crisis of life and death. Although Rome was beaten badly, it was still at its peak before, and the will of the empire was Under the shroud, two miracles should be more than enough.
However, before the fight started, one came out first. Penilens himself led the Emperor's Guard Corps, and he could clearly feel the gap between the two.
If the other side were to kill him, he probably wouldn't be able to kill even half of the people.
"Caesar needs us!" Virgilio replied matter-of-factly.
"I know that. What I'm asking is why you can break through!" Penilens can't control that much at this time. If there are a few more Miracle Legions, their chances of winning can be improved.
"I said it, because Julius Caesar needs us!" Virgilio looked at Penirence with side eyes.
The corner of Penilence's mouth twitched, and then he gave up and continued to ask. He could already see that Virgilio was already deranged, just like those Christians who saw the angel in the first place.
Glancing in the direction of Severus, Penelence forced himself to refocus his attention on the battlefield.
After all, the death of Ganassis cast a shadow over Rome. If Caesar's appearance had not dispersed the shadow, their morale would have begun to decline. Unlike now, they could still launch a counterattack.
(End of this chapter)
