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"Fire arrows!"

Pieces of arrows rained down from the Mongolian and Yuan armies towards the Seventh Eagle Flag.

Although the strongest group of horse archers have been offline due to exhaustion, the most important thing in Meng Yuan is people who are good at shooting. Several legions changed their uniforms before the battle, and directly took the arrow pots to block the Seventh Eagle Flag and fired volleys.

Glaize carried the Seventh Eagle Flag to resist desperately, but in the face of the dense rain of arrows, no matter how skilled the Seventh Eagle Flag was, it was of no avail.

What's more, due to the extended effect of archery-like skills, these arrows are extremely powerful and threaten heavy infantry, not to mention light cavalry like the Seventh Eagle Banner.

They can block a small number of arrows, or even rely on their inner energy to resist, but facing such arrows that are equivalent to those of a strong bow, and under such a scale and quantity.

The Seventh Eagle Flag was instantly opened in several holes on the battle line. The Mongolian cavalry seized the opening and began to fight back violently. However, Rome was unable to prevent the large-scale long-range troops from counterattacking at this moment. They could only watch the Seventh Eagle Flag being hit by a rain of arrows. suppress.

The Seventh Eagle Banner, which was originally suppressed, was quickly defeated by the Mongolian cavalry and the rain of arrows. The Mongolian cavalry seized the key point of the battle line and attacked fiercely, tearing it directly from the middle.

"Kill!"

Graz struggled to lead his guards on the front line, hoping to use his bravery to pull off a counterattack. However, the appearance of a Mongolian Battle directly suppressed him.

The counterattack was over before it even started. Graz, who was wounded several times, roared and led his guards to launch the final charge. However, before he could reach the opponent, he was shot through the chest and nailed to death on the ground.

With a steel gun pierced through his chest and hanging upside down on the gun shaft, Glaze clearly felt the loss of his life.

"Did you lose?"

Glaize felt the heart beating weakly in his chest. If fighting alone, the Mongolian Cavalry Legion would not be the opponent of the Seventh Eagle Banner. However, in the current battlefield, there are enemies everywhere, and even the three-talented legion is growing. Pieces of people died, and the Praetorian Guards simply couldn't survive.

"I'm so unwilling!" Graz opened his eyes wide, but the darkness swallowed everything and fell into a permanent sleep.

The commander of the Seventh Eagle Banner Corps, Glaize, died in battle, and the entire Seventh Eagle Banner was destroyed.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Yakino looked at Graz who fell to the ground, and for some reason a flame burned in his chest. They were both the weaker legions among the former Ten Eagle Flags, and they were also young legion commanders. The two of them had a good relationship. , but at this moment Glaze is dead.

He felt Graze's unwillingness and also felt Graze's fighting spirit. He wanted to inherit this fighting spirit, inherit the will of his dead comrades, and continue to fight until victory.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Yaqino roared, and the sixth eagle flag bloomed with bright light. The effect of the sixth eagle flag itself can transform the fighting spirit and fighting spirit into its own quality.

At this moment, under the will of Aquino, it further reflected the will of the Roman Empire.

In a trance, Yaqino saw Penelens, saw Glaze, and saw the soldiers who had died in the battle.

"Fight!" Iachino roared, and the brilliance of the eagle flag became even brighter under his roar, covering all the soldiers of the Sixth Triumphal Legion.

At this moment, they inherited the will of their dead comrades, and these wills were transformed into power and injected into the bodies of the sixth victorious soldier.

The Sixth Triumph Legion entered the third level of talent and inherited the military soul of the Emperor's Guard Legion, becoming the Military Soul Legion.

But at this moment, the will of the Roman Empire is completely covered by every soldier. Whether the military spirit or not is of little significance. The only thing that is useful is the pure power.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Severus looked at the roaring Iachino and was very pleased. This is their Rome, and their Rome will not be defeated.

When someone falls, someone will inherit the will of their predecessors and continue to fight until victory.

The promotion of the Sixth Triumph immediately caused a change in the battle lines.

Severus commanded the assault of the Sixth Triumph Legion, which not only calmed down the turmoil caused by the death of the Seventh Eagle Banner, but also took a severe bite on the Meng Yuan front, forcing Timur to devote his energy to the expansion of the army. Six Triumphs mobilize some.

While expanding the profile, Timur commanded the infantry front to shrink and dodge to avoid a direct collision with the Sixth Triumph, and at the same time mobilized the Mongolian cavalry to suppress the Sixth Triumph's counterattack.

"The centipede is dead but not stiff!"

Expanding the profile of Timur is a headache. Although he has freed up his hands little by little, if these guys continue to explode like this, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation in the end.

This is the most painful part of the war of empires, and even the war of the world. If you win, it does not mean that the war is won. Most of the time, it takes a long time to lay the groundwork and achieve your strategic goals bit by bit.

All-or-nothing decisive battles like this are really rare.

After all, under normal circumstances, they can retreat after killing Caesar, which is considered a complete victory. Then they only need to go back and develop for a while, wait for Rome to collapse on its own or there is civil strife before sending troops, and the final decision will be made.

Rome is now like a spring that has been pressed to its limit. The force of resistance is intensifying every moment. It will either crush it directly or let go and wait for Rome to fly away due to the reaction force. Then it will be easy to control the opponent. .

However... Timur glanced at Tal behind him. He knew that this was related to whether the other party could succeed as the Great Khan. As long as Rome was captured, the other party would definitely gain the support of the Meng Yuan ancestral court, and no one would have to sacrifice anything by then. is worth it.

But now he really has a headache. With Roma's extremely sublime posture, he really couldn't stand down for a while.

"That's all. Let's give it a try. Killing the God of War didn't cause a rout. What about killing your emperor?"

The expanded Timur set his sights on Severus. In order to make up for the shortcomings of Caesar's death, Severus, like him, moved his position very close to the battle line.

At this distance, if you give it a try, you might be able to replace the opponent.

Since Tal has the upper hand, let's bet our lives with the emperor on the opposite side!

Expanding the Profile Timur made up his mind in an instant, directly relaxed the frontal resistance, and actively extended his power to both sides.

Although the Second Augustus Legion was quite exhausted, when they noticed this scene, they took the initiative to remove their armor and reduce their burden, just to continue to increase the suppression and directly break through the opponent's front.

The Roman armor was designed with a small mechanism to allow the Second Augustus Legion to get rid of the shackles of heavy armor in time. After all, they did not have enough physical strength, and this heavy armor was just an iron coffin.

The Second Augustus Legion was relieved after getting rid of the heavy armor. Although the death rate was rising sharply, they used their last strength to directly overwhelm the front line in front of them.

"The twelfth thunderbolt throw, follow me!"

"The Fourteenth Combined Legion, follow me!"

Marche and Benito on the frontal front were refreshed, and immediately led their own troops to fight out of the front line broken by the Second Augustus Army, and rushed straight towards the expanded Timur.