Chapter 1015: War Begins
After the spring, Rome began steady probing, and the long winter helped them block the Parthian counterattack.
Even Ardashir could not have braved the wind and snow and gone deep into the Roman rear to start a war. Both sides tacitly maintained the camp attacked by Ardashir as the boundary and made preparations in a clear-cut manner.
But Ardashir is Ardashir after all. At this critical moment, he starts to think of ideas. Unlike others who want to defend, what he wants is victory.
His Holy Fallen Knight has already experienced miracles, so how could he stop at the pinnacle of three talents as high as the sky?
But the fragments of Brahma are gone. If he wants to achieve miracles with his own strength, he can only do so through fighting. According to his estimation, he can only get an eagle flag and absorb the Roman destiny and will in it to have a chance to catch a glimpse of miracles again.
So Ardashir led the Holy Fallen Knights and made a big circle, going around Rome's weak points.
Now that Rome and Parthia were confronting each other, the main forces of both sides were concentrated on the front, and the weak flanks became Ardashir's first target.
However, he only did this to lure people over, and in the Roman system, only a few highly mobile legions could come over.
As long as the one coming is not an old fox like the Fourteenth Legion who is slippery and hard to catch, he has the possibility of taking the eagle flag from other legions.
Even the apparently strongest Second Trajan was not without the possibility of taking down the eagle flag.
Of course, that possibility is very small, but in Ardashir's eyes, it is an approach worth trying.
He knew very well that when everyone was vaguely afraid of fighting, only by performing a miracle, creating a miracle and becoming a miracle could the situation be turned around.
What Ardashir wanted was never just to survive, but to reach the top and defeat Rome.
As the light of the third century and the king of kings in Central and West Asia, Ardashir wanted all the glory to belong to himself.
In his opinion, the first step to achieve all these is to possess the strongest military force, and the Miracle Legion is the first step he pursues.
The Roman legions on the flank were attacked by Ardashir's troops while they were sleeping.
In order to stay hidden, Ardashir abandoned the charge, abandoned his horse, sneaked into the camp in the dark, and began to slaughter people.
In order to lure the Roman legion over, Ardashir felt that he needed to prepare a target, a target for the invasion of the infantry legion. Only in this way could he trick a Roman Eagle Flag Legion.
The night attack on the camp went very smoothly. Even without war horses, the Holy Fallen Cavalry's means of combat was mainly based on will attacks, and their combat effectiveness was extremely high.
It is not impossible to rush in at night and cause chaos in the camp. On the contrary, as long as it is not the Roman Eagle Legion, other barbarian legions have almost no good way to deal with Ardashir's tactics.
They could only rely on numbers to force Ardashir away, or be beaten by Ardashir and forced to abandon their camps and flee.
Of course, if there were well-trained and powerful elite troops like the Eagle Flag Corps in the camp, we can only say that the final result would be that both sides would be beaten to a pulp.
This legion on the Roman flank is actually not weak. Although the flanks on both sides are weak, that is relative to the main force . All members of this legion are even above the passing line of double talents.
Naturally, the elite veterans on the periphery reflexively carried out this order once again when they were attacked at night. The moment they were awakened, they immediately grabbed the spears beside the bed, then pierced the tent with one shot, jumped on their horses, and rushed directly outside.
But it was useless. The will attack of the Holy Meteorite Knights was too painful for them, especially when they were not in full formation. The close combat would infinitely magnify the point of the Holy Meteorite Knights' will attack.
Even though the Holy Fallen Cavalry had lost the support of their warhorses, they were still able to cause the legion on the flank to collapse at an extremely fast speed.
"Search for useful supplies, set fire to the camp when you leave, and send five more groups of scouts to the main defense line, waiting for the Eagle Flag Legion to take the bait!"
Ardashir was very calm. He did not continue to chase these defeated soldiers. It was not impossible to annihilate them completely. He deployed a thousand mounted Holy Fallen Riders on the periphery, which were enough to kill all the panicked soldiers who fled from the camp.
But there is no need for this. His purpose is to lure the enemy, and some necessary insiders must be let go.
As expected by Ardashir, the patrolling Seventh Eagle Flag encountered the remnants of the defeated army. After learning the news, they rushed towards the camp without stopping.
"The heavy infantry corps actually reached this side?"
After listening to the report of the defeated soldiers, Gretz couldn't help but twitch his lips. As a cavalryman, he actually hated heavy infantry because they were difficult to deal with. However, it has been a long time since he last fought a war, so he might as well fight if he meets them.
"Whose defense zone is this? How could someone attack here?" Graz asked casually.
"General, this should be the defense zone of the 15th Eagle Flag, but the 15th Eagle Flag went to the front a few days ago. There is only one double-talented legion stationed here."
"Did someone take advantage of the gap in our defense? But why would it be an infantry corps? Did they give up the advantage of charging in order to launch a night attack?" Gretz thought of this possibility.
Because he could hardly imagine that Parthia would have a heavy infantry corps that happened to touch their flank, and the 15th Legion that had been stationed here before had no guard against the surrounding environment at all.
Gretz understood that these were all impossible. The most likely possibility was that the opponent was a super elite cavalry. Only in this case could the opponent seize this loophole and achieve considerable results.
"Everyone be on alert, this may be a tough battle!" Gretz said carefully to the soldiers behind him.
"Oh~~~~" everyone responded.
No matter what Graz said, they would faithfully carry out Graz's orders. The moment the other party led them to open the glory of the eagle flag, their lives were already connected.
"They're finally here! I've been getting impatient waiting!" Ardashir couldn't help but stretch after listening to the report from his reconnaissance cavalry.
Although it was a little later than he expected, they finally arrived, and there was only one Eagle Flag Legion, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Did you see clearly which eagle flag it is?" asked Ardashir.
"General, look at the flag, it should be the Seventh Eagle Flag Legion!" The scout frowned and said. In his impression, Rome would not use eagle flags randomly, so it is most likely the one marked on the flag, the Seventh Eagle Flag.
"Seventh? Just in time to avenge our dead brothers!" A cold light flashed in Ardashir's eyes.
Only a few months had passed, but he had not forgotten the Royal Guards Corps , as there were many veterans in that corps who had once followed him.
They were promoted to other legions as backbones, but unexpectedly, they all died at the hands of the Seventh Eagle Flag, which led to the war they started in winter.
"The Seventh Eagle Flag Legion!" Ardashir took out his scimitar and looked in the direction of Graze with a grim look on his face.
"After fighting for so long, only the Thirteenth Eagle Flag Legion was annihilated by me, while our losses were far greater than those of Rome!" Ardashir smiled as he looked at the Seventh Eagle Flag, whose outline could already be seen in the distance.
"Today is the time for Rome to pay its blood debt once again!"
"We will win!" All the cavalrymen behind Ardashir shouted while brandishing their swords. Then Ardashir pulled the reins, and the precious horses under him stood up, followed by thousands of horses galloping out.
"It's true! Are you deliberately trying to lure our troops here?" Gretz sneered, "You caught a shark while fishing. I want to see what qualifications you have to dare to lure our troops here. If I come, can you handle it?"
"Let the Eagle Flag shine!" Gretz sneered and ordered, "Since you want to fight, then come!"
After a year-long battle, the Seventh Eagle Flag Legion has become even more powerful. The glorious Yulin Army is always guiding them forward, and their fierce momentum is bursting out.
Feeling that powerful and fierce momentum and the flow of power, Ardashir was not moved at all, "Bloom, my heart abyss, no one can stop me in front of you!"
The blood-red light burst out directly from Ardashir's body, and with his strong will, he covered all the soldiers and killed them without saying much.
Both Gretz and Ardashir were confident men, and before the casualties occurred, both were equally confident.
"Whoever stands in my way will die!" The moment Ardashir came into contact with the main formation of the Seventh Eagle Flag, he roared like a spring that had been suppressed to its limit. Even though he was just one person, his momentum at this moment directly suppressed the Seventh Eagle Flag Legion.
The heavy scimitar extended with flames and slashed towards the seventh soldier in front, tearing the opponent's armor and carrying away the opponent's body.
Graze was a little unhappy, but his strength was not as good as Ardashir's, and forcing himself to step forward at this time would only make the situation worse.
So he did not confront Ardashir immediately, but rushed forward with his head covered and attacked the soldiers of the Holy Fallen Knights.
He stabbed continuously with the spear in his hand, and several soldiers of the Holy Fallen Knights were killed before they realized his identity.
Compared with the distinctiveness of Ardashir, it is more like an unknown pawn, integrating into the legion to the greatest extent possible.
There is no way around it. Due to the lack of personal strength, one can only try to avoid this defect as much as possible.
If he had to confront Ardashir head-on, he would be the only one who would suffer.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two sides passed each other.
"The Seventh Eagle Flag is so strong?" Ardashir found it hard to believe. It was just a newly formed Eagle Flag Legion, but one charge had caused more than 300 of his Holy Fallen Knights to fall.
Ardashir found this loss difficult to accept. According to his estimation, he would only suffer such a loss when facing a long-established and powerful legion like the Second Trajan.
But now, an Eagle Flag Legion that was newly formed less than two years ago could actually inflict such heavy losses on the Holy Fallen Knights. This made Ardashir think about more things.
Rome still has a strong foundation. If it continues to waste time, Parthia will definitely be the one to die.
This discovery once again strengthened Ardashir's conviction. Nearly one-third of the Roman Eagle Legions had arrived. If he had such difficulty dealing with one Eagle Legion, then who would be able to stop the other Eagle Legions?
Temujin might be able to do the same thing as him, but later on, the gap between the two sides seemed to have grown to a level that was no longer superficial.
Only in such details can the heritage of a country be fully revealed.
If Ardashir just couldn't accept it, then Graze had fallen into madness. More than three hundred Holy Fallen Knights fell, and nearly nine hundred of his men fell.
Such a casualty ratio made Gretz extremely heartbroken, because every soldier had experienced glory.
"Damn , is it the Mongolian Iron Cavalry? Or the Holy Fallen Cavalry?" Gretz was frantically thinking about countermeasures. At this moment, he probably understood why the other party was so confident in fishing.
It turned out that the opponent was one of the main legions of Parthia.
The enemy actually came around their flank from an unknown corner, which was definitely a bad sign for them.
"Send a message to the central army. One of the top legions of Parthia is leading an attack on the flank. They are defeated in a head-on fight and need support."
Graze spoke directly to his adjutant, saying that the terrible casualty ratio of one to three made him completely lose the confidence to fight the Holy Fallen Knights head-on.
The gap in strength between the two sides is obvious. If the fight continues, the losses will be enormous.
When they annihilated the Parthian Guards, they also suffered heavy losses. Nearly one-third of the legion were new recruits. Their strength may have met the requirements, but their integration with the entire legion may not have been enough, and their strength was greatly affected.
This was also the reason why he wanted to seek battle, to train these soldiers through battle, but he did not expect to encounter steel plates in the first battle.
He could only choose to avoid the battle and flee far away. Anyway, the camp here had been destroyed by Ardashir, so there was no need for him to fight to the death with Ardashir here.
The best way is to hold the opponent back from a distance and wait for the arrival of other Eagle Flag Legions.
Although Glaze is very confident, facing the brutal losses in battle, he can only keep his resentment in his heart and wait for the future showdown.
He had to admit that the current Holy Fallen Knight was stronger.
"Want to leave?" Ardashir saw that Graze was retreating. Since he had already set up an ambush in this place, there was absolutely no way he would let Graze escape.
"Destroy them!" Ardashir ordered with great enthusiasm.
They have been waiting here for a long time. Even if the two sides start a chase, they, the Holy Fallen Knights, will definitely have the upper hand.
"Hush!" Looking at Ardashir's unreasonable driving, Gretz could only pinch his nose and endure it.
Doing something knowing it is impossible may be a heroic move, but blindly trying now will only cause them to lose more.
The two sides started a desperate chase.
