Chapter 1020: The Road of the Mongolian Cavalry
The Mongolian cavalry is different from any other legion. In this era of serious specialization, basically every legion's equipment and talents are fixed.
This is to better stimulate the clouds and better reach the level of everything being one. It is also the original intention of establishing the luck system, which is to use the power of all living things to fight against the individual.
The Mongolian cavalry was different. Because it carried the remaining imperial will of the Xiongnu and the will of the Parthian Empire, the Mongolian cavalry evolved into two forms.
That is, light cavalry and heavy cavalry, of which 40% are heavy cavalry and the remaining 60% are light cavalry.
Such unique characteristics also destined the Mongolian cavalry to possess various unique abilities.
Death, famine and killing are three manifestations of the Mongolian cavalry's capabilities, but the ultimate core is conquest.
The Mongolian cavalry carried the imperial will of the Xiongnu and evolved death, which was the lost glory of the Xiongnu.
The will of the Parthian Empire evolved into killing, because Parthia needed a sharp knife.
The final famine was a reflection of the inner thoughts of the Mongolian tribes. As descendants of the Huns, they were not satisfied with the status quo. They longed for a better life, which was far from being dependent on others.
They are like hungry young eagles, always hungry.
Temujin used his own will to integrate the three wills and brought them together completely.
Its name is conquest.
Death, killing, and famine are all inseparable from conquest. This is the true meaning of the evolution of the Mongolian cavalry.
However, the final direction of all ultimate troops is almost the same.
Fear of death, so have the strongest skills; desire to kill, so have the strongest qualities; endure famine, so have the strongest will.
Skill, quality and will are the trinity, which is the unity of essence, energy and spirit.
The pinnacle of a general's training and the pinnacle of a legion's training are surprisingly consistent, as if this is the truth of the world.
However, the Mongolian cavalry are just military souls at this moment. They are still some distance away from the height of miracles, so they need death and killing to fill their hungry desires.
"Charge forward and smash them to pieces!" Temujin's order sounded like thunder.
The heavy cavalry among the Mongolian cavalry, wearing heavy armor and wielding maces, directly knocked away the soldiers of the 16th Paladin Legion who were at the front.
The momentum, like a meteorite hitting the earth, reminded the three eagle flags of the Iron Pagoda they had just seen, which was just as brutal and unreasonable.
It was as if what they were facing was not the Roman Eagle Legion at all, but some completely insignificant and trash minions.
"Arrogant!" The commander of the 16th Paladin Legion roared, then led his guards to meet Temujin.
In the process of this powerful collision, he has no room to retreat. Once he retreats, his momentum will weaken, and the opponent's momentum will become stronger.
For a legion like the Mongolian Cavalry, momentum can be transformed into real power.
So he could not retreat and could only fight forward and fight Temujin head-on.
"Come on!" Temujin sneered. To be honest, he was really afraid that these Roman legion commanders would retreat into retreat.
In that case, you can certainly accumulate momentum to kill, but it will take too long.
On a battlefield where every second counts, every second saved counts.
If you delay it for too long, something unexpected might happen.
"Sandao, I'll send you to see your pathetic god!" Temujin had a ferocious look on his face. Even though the paladin in front of him was also a boundary-breaker, he did not show any fear.
"Arrogant! Sinner, give me your life!" The leader of the Paladin Legion was furious. He had had enough of this blasphemous sinner in front of him.
Temujin didn't say much. His internal energy exploded and his mind was fully open. He perfectly condensed his essence, energy and spirit onto the scimitar naturally.
The sword hit directly on the shield that the Paladin Legion Leader used to parry.
At that moment, the super shield that the Paladin Legion Commander had carefully nurtured was about to give birth to a shield with weapon spirit.
When he was hit by Temujin's scimitar, there was no spark flying. Instead, it was as if he was hit by a heavy artillery, and the body bloomed inward like a morning glory.
Temujin laughed wildly. He didn't expect that in this state of concentration, he could still move forward.
Sure enough, as long as they went to the battlefield and experienced killing and death, not only the Mongolian cavalry, but also he was making progress.
Conquer your comrades, conquer your enemies, conquer nature, conquer everything!
For the first time, Temujin felt how . It was also the first time he felt the power of the perfect combination of skill, quality and will.
This is the future that the Mongolian cavalry is heading towards, integrating everything into the power of conquest.
"conquer!"
Temujin's monarch talent suddenly exploded, although he had been holding back and using it as a legion talent.
But at this moment he realized that only by giving full play to his strengths can he make greater progress, and there is no need to hide one's shortcomings on the road to conquest.
In this enlightened mood, Temujin slashed again, and this time the sword hit the opponent's defense, but the aftermath of the conquest still shattered the armor of the Paladin Legion Commander.
"With the next strike, I will send you to see your god!" A , and then he swung the scimitar in his hand according to the thought.
The commander of the Sixteenth Eagle Flag Paladin Legion stood there in a daze.
Temujin continued to charge forward without looking back. As soon as he felt the knife, he knew that the opponent was dead.
Not only the body, but also the spirit was shattered by him.
He didn't want to take a second look at this opponent whom he had already conquered, killed and bestowed death upon.
Unless it's admiring the spoils.
Benito no longer dared to slack off at this time. The Sixteenth Paladin Legion was almost defeated in a breath, and even the commander of the Sixteenth Legion died.
If he dares to slack off in the face of such a terrifying opponent, he is seeking death.
The Fourteenth Legion is indeed able to resist the Three Talents and fight against the Military Soul, but this does not mean that the Fourteenth Legion can fight to the death with the Three Talents.
What they are best at is prolonging the battle line, relying on complex and varied means to fool the opponent and then kill them.
If they confront each other head-on, they won't be much stronger than the Imperial Guards.
What's more, Benito was not a member of the church. Even if St. Peter III was really beheaded, the Senate would at most scold him and fine him some money hypocritically, but they could not remove him.
Therefore, Benito naturally gave up his position with the Fourteenth Eagle Flag. Anyway, the Sixteenth Legion was defeated in one fight, so it was reasonable that their Fourteenth Eagle Flag was also defeated.
And Benito was not fighting a fake battle. He was indeed not suitable for facing the enemy head-on, so after he made way, he desperately increased the output from both wings.
Not working for the church does not mean not fighting Parthia.
Hundreds of Mongolian cavalry and Holy Fallen Cavalry soldiers died at the hands of the fourteenth combined soldiers.
Temujin and Ardashir gnashed their teeth in hatred, but they also knew that now was not the time to manage the 14th Legion. They would settle accounts with Benito after completing the first goal.
"Archangel Gabriel, go meet them!" Philippe was anxious. What kind of monster was this Mongolian cavalry? It took them less than a quarter of an hour to defeat two Eagle Flag Legions, and even the commander of the 16th Legion was killed.
He also drew his sword and faced Temujin. You have to know that he was once an outstanding figure among the paladins of the church and his strength is still there.
"Congratulations, you stopped me!" Temujin showed a mocking smile on his face after looking at Frederick who blocked his attack with his sword and was able to push it back.
The cavalry has run out of steam, and unless something unexpected happens, they won't be able to break through the last line of defense.
Although the Fourteenth Legion's active avoidance was a surprise, the Fifteenth Legion was a little beyond their imagination.
He had seen the Fifteenth Legion before. Jin Wushu and his men had also fought against the Fifteenth Legion and concluded that it was just an ordinary imperial guard.
But after seeing it today, he finally understood what it meant to only trust one's own eyes.
The Fifteenth Legion of Fanatics might be a royal guard under normal circumstances, but in this battlefield where wills are repeatedly strengthened, the fanatics also reveal their most terrifying side.
That is firm belief and fanatical loyalty.
For Christians living under the Roman Empire, the prosperity of Rome has been sung since their birth. Although there have been various shipwrecks in history, generally speaking, the Roman Empire did stand proudly above the world during this period.
Coupled with the various incidents of deicide in Rome, even the most devout Christians believed that Rome was indeed a great devil capable of wrestling with God.
Therefore, in the content preached by the church, God has not awakened, so he sent archangels and legions of angels to the earth to fight for their interests and spread the gospel of God to them.
As for demons and the like, the church can only preach that this is God's test of mankind.
As for direct confrontation, the last one who confronted him was dead without leaving any trace. Although not all Roman emperors were like Nero who simply disappeared and sent you to an audience with the emperor for a dialogue, after experiencing Nero, direct confrontation is no longer possible.
There was no way. It was not that Christians had not rebelled during this era, but before the coming of Constantine, the best treatment Christians received in Rome was that the people did not report them and the officials did not investigate them.
Christianity is still a declining religion these days, so if there is a true God personally speaking out to support it, ordinary believers will definitely not question it.
Everyone will spontaneously support the true God.
That is why St. Peter III became a thorny issue for Rome soon after taking over the church.
Before seeing a fanatic, no one could imagine that people could be so twisted.
Just like it’s unimaginable that there are fanatical and crazy fans who chase after stars, it’s something that normal people can’t understand.
Rome could not understand it, but it understood the threat posed by the church, so it began to suppress Christianity and the church.
Therefore, even though the church had experienced the Holy Roman Empire version in advance, its status was only reduced from that of beasts to a level similar to that of ordinary barbarians.
And that is enough. When people are most desperate, they cannot see the way forward.
As long as there is a way, people will never reach the most desperate moment.
Even if you have to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, it is not a problem at all. As long as there is a road, there will be someone who can walk across it.
This is what is happening to the church now. It has gone from being persecuted to having status. The change came from the heavenly boat. The sleeping God sent messengers to help the Pope benefit the world.
The life of Roman citizens was good, but they were not Roman citizens, and they saw another way.
Those believers who experienced the darkest times became fanatics, becoming stronger through the push of their will.
Their greatest characteristic is that as the believers' faith becomes stronger, their fighting power becomes stronger.
They are fanatics of God, whose will is so fanatical that it is unreasonable.
In fact, God did not give them any power, but God gave them a pillar, a pillar that allowed them to transform their will into power.
Therefore, the more they support God, the stronger their power becomes. This is the scary thing about the church, it directly changes people’s cognition.
The chief general is God, and God is the chief general. What is the real difference between the two in this world?
The soldiers regarded their commander as a god and followed him to fight without questioning, being timid or fearful.
The believers regard the gods as their commander-in-chief, and they follow them in any battle without questioning, fear or timidity.
The God of War is also God, and God is also the God of War.
Under the flexible doctrinal interpretations of Cyprian and St. Peter III, many inexplicable things became logically consistent.
Sometimes, it doesn’t matter whether something is true or not, as long as the logic is self-consistent.
Truth does not convince people, but what convinces people is enough to become truth.
The fanatics used the weapons of the Mongolian Iron Knights in their bodies with fanatical looks. Even if their chests were pierced, they could still wave their weapons to fight back.
The fight was so frustrating that even Temujin felt a little chilled. Even the Mongol cavalry, whose will was as strong as iron, would be shaken by the death.
But these fanatics in front of him seemed to have no such emotions at all. They were like monsters in human skin, completely incapable of understanding emotions.
"Ardashir, the rest is up to you!" Temujin roared. Their battle was a blitzkrieg, and the soldiers in the enemy's rear camp had not even arrived at the battlefield yet.
As long as they kill the fifteen fanatics in front of them, the head of St. Peter III will be waving at them.
"This is the death of a saint!" Upon hearing this, Ardashir let out a long roar, and the momentum and internal energy that he had been accumulating just now burst out directly.
At this moment, the Holy Fallen Knights led by Ardashir almost became a whole. The surging momentum seemed to press towards the Roman legion like a tidal wave. The overwhelming momentum showed the strength of the legion under Ardashir.
Although it did not achieve a miracle, the Holy Fallen Knight, who was bursting out with all his strength at this moment, was like a sharp butcher knife.
Ardashir did not understand the fanaticism of the Legion of Fanatics, nor did he understand the so-called gods of the church. What he thought was very simple.
Rush forward, fight your way out, and bring out the head of St. Peter III!
It's that simple.
"One sword!" The rider of the Holy Death Knight swung his sword down indifferently, and the sword light with almost irresistible cutting power slashed towards the soldiers of the Fanatic Legion.
The terrifying killing power easily cut off the fanatics' defenses.
No matter how brilliant your will is, your body is still made of flesh and blood.
