Chapter 1027: The Second Trajan Legion and the 30th Invincible Legion
After Ardashir communicated with Temujin, Temujin began to make active preparations.
We should be cautious about whether this batch of legions from Rome are strong or weak.
"What's going on with these barbarians?" Temujin looked at the unidentified army on the opposite side from afar. Judging from the sparse and dense formation, he knew that they were just a group of miscellaneous soldiers who had received some slight training.
The question is, where did these unidentified legions come from?
It’s 100% garbage, so garbage that you can’t even hold up a flag, but large non-combustible garbage can be recycled!
Temujin sent out war eagles and found that this was actually a barbarian army that had come from nowhere. There were no eagle flags nearby, nor was there the fanaticism of the church. Some of the barbarians didn't even have decent weapons.
"General, these should be barbarian legions spontaneously organized by the eastern provinces of Rome. In the past, there would be barbarian legions coming to rob people like this every year!"
The Parthian natives under Temujin had hatred in their eyes.
Just as the Huns would occasionally bypass the Great Wall and launch small-scale attacks on people living in border areas, Parthia was often bullied by Roman legions when it was still in peace.
Temujin nodded. As a nomad, this was a common thing for him because they did this often.
"You mean these barbarians gathered together spontaneously and then came here to die?" Temujin was puzzled.
It might have been the case in the past, but Parthia even looted the eastern provinces before. Wasn’t that enough to scare these barbarians?
The Huns wanted to split their people into two halves. Even if the Roman barbarians were worthless, they would not die in such a way.
"I don't know! They could be barbarians from somewhere else!"
Temujin used secret methods to look at the barbarians in the distance. They were all black, and those who didn't know would think they were gorillas that had turned into spirits.
"I remember that there seemed to be a territory called Africa in the Roman territory. Are these the African barbarians?"
Temujin thought about it, but he didn't think too much about it. Since it was delivered to his doorstep, he might as well eat it directly.
"Go, send someone to bring up those newly formed legions!"
The barbarians on the opposite side had a disorganized formation and were mostly just miscellaneous soldiers. Temujin planned to make good use of them and use them to improve the combat record of his own new army, as well as to help build their confidence.
Originally I just planned to let these new recruits do logistics and dig around in the camp, but I didn't expect to get experience packs delivered to their doorsteps.
These recruits have also received military training and have good qualities, but their wills are extremely weak.
This is also the biggest gap between recruits and elites. However, a corps of recruits that has won several major victories can be trained into a qualified dual-talent corps.
Now every legion is a useful force.
Temujin calmly began to arrange the defense line, gathered the backbone and personal guards, and prepared to launch a charge targeting the barbarian army.
This is also the most common way for old recruits to lead new ones. There is no need for new recruits to attack tough targets, as long as they can fight in a favorable situation, that is enough.
"ohhhhh!"
Seeing Temujin and his men rushing towards him, the trash barbarians in Temujin's eyes not only did not run away, but instead charged back towards Temujin with a loud roar of excitement.
The moment the barbarians launched the charge, the recruits couldn't help but feel their legs go weak and their scalps go numb when they saw the crowd on the opposite side. There were too many of them, stretching as far as the eye could see. They had never participated in a war, so they didn't understand what infantry and cavalry actually meant.
I just feel that they have so many enemies that it’s a bit hard to breathe.
However, Temujin and his men were supporting them in the front, so they subconsciously followed Temujin.
"Something's wrong!" Alarm bells rang in Temujin's heart, and he led his legion in a beautiful arc and drifted away from the battlefield, pulling the barbarians charging and chasing behind him into a long line.
But Temujin was in no hurry to launch an attack. He carefully led these new recruits back to his own phalanx.
There was something wrong with these barbarians, and Temujin discovered the problem.
He initially judged these barbarians to be trash because of their formation, military appearance, and their disorganized weapons and equipment.
But when the distance between the two sides shortened, he clearly saw the strength of the enemy soldiers' bodies, as well as the bloodthirstiness and confusion in their eyes.
The enemy is not a simple barbarian army, or in other words, they are not barbarians in the traditional sense. The individual combat effectiveness of these barbarians is very strong.
If we only use new recruits to fight, big problems are likely to occur.
"Get on the horses!" Temujin thought about it and directly ordered the Mongolian cavalry to go out. This time he led the Mongolian cavalry as the vanguard. He wanted to see what was so strange about these barbarians.
Without formation, the combat effectiveness would definitely be limited, so to be safe, he brought the strongest legion.
"charge!"
With the sound of loud trumpets, Temujin led his own army and those new recruits to launch another charge.
"boom!"
The Mongolian cavalry soldiers and the barbarians had a head-on collision, and as a result, a huge force swept over them, instantly deforming their movements and shaking up the weapon in their right hand.
But before the Black Barbarian could smile happily, the Mongolian Iron Knight had already scratched his neck with his other hand.
"A powerful corps, using clever strength!" The Mongolian cavalry soldiers roared about their discovery.
Then, instead of engaging the opponent head-on, they wielded weapons of different styles and used various techniques to deliver the weapons to the opponent's vital points.
Although they would not lose even if it was just a simple competition of physical fitness, it would be too much trouble.
They would rather use more energy-saving techniques to kill their opponents.
The Mongolian cavalry successfully fought their way out of the Black Barbarians with minimal losses.
"The physical fitness is good, but it's not enough!" Temujin's eyes flashed coldly. These black barbarians are indeed very strong physically, but other aspects are ordinary. He only needs to use his brain to easily kill the opponent.
The gap between the Black Barbarians and the Mongolian Cavalry is not just a little bit.
However, many of the new recruits were killed in a panic.
However, this is also a common problem among new recruits, who may die due to distorted movements caused by emotions such as nervousness and fear.
"charge!"
Temujin did not really intend to let these new recruits fight these barbarians head-on. Although these barbarians had poor coordination and tactics, their physical fitness was indeed good.
This is an extremely tough nut to crack for these recruits with only a single talent level.
Temujin moved back and forth among the barbarian troops, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he completely broke down the psychological defenses of the barbarians.
After a while, these barbarians began to flee.
The only thing that can be praised about them is their physical fitness. Their abilities in other aspects are too poor. They do not seem like soldiers but more like militiamen.
"Are Rome's reinforcements coming?" Temujin ignored the new recruits who were celebrating their victory, his mind completely immersed in this question.
These barbarians are obviously not from the same system as those church barbarians, which means that these barbarians are new.
The Fourteen were unable to go to Great Britain because there was only a standoff in the North and no real war broke out.
Sending a group of fourteen people full of murderous intent to such a battlefield is obviously not a good choice.
Therefore, Rome abandoned the Fourteenth Legion in Africa, which was an obvious punishment for the Fourteenth Legion, punishing them to resist the beast tide in North Africa.
But in fact, it also gave the Fourteenth Group a place to vent their anger. Since they couldn't defeat the barbarians in the north, they might as well go fight some wild beasts and become the emperor of the North African barbarians.
At the same time, the 30th Legion originally stationed in Africa was transferred to the Parthian battlefield.
After all, the Second and Thirtieth Legions combined into one were the undefeated Trajan who invaded Ctesiphon, tore apart the military spirit and accomplished miracles.
Rome was also thinking about whether it could put the two legions together to produce some wonderful chemical reaction.
Although the two legions did not get along with each other, there was no room for them to fight each other on the battlefield, so Rome made such arrangements.
When Camillus the Second Trajan heard the news, his face turned black. Without saying a word, he set up camp on the road and waited for the arrival of the 30th Legion.
There was really no place for them to fight each other on the battlefield, so he planned to solve this problem directly on the way. He had been unhappy with the 30th Legion for a long time.
He felt that without the guys from the 30th Legion holding them back, they would have made further progress long ago, instead of being stuck at the bottom of the three talents, unable to make any progress or retreat.
It is true that they have three talents, but compared with the first support, they are like two legions.
Even with equal numbers, they couldn't beat the first auxiliary, and Camillo had had enough.
After the 30th Legion arrived by boat and vehicle, it hurriedly took the time to make adjustments. It had no time to care about the barbarian legions brought from Africa, nor the 7th, 8th, and 13th Legions, as they were all waiting beside the Second.
Once the second and thirtieth ones start to get really angry, they will be responsible for mediating the fight. A group of barbarians can die if they want, and they can go wherever they want.
The unattended black barbarians were like restless monkeys, running around everywhere, and then they ran into the iron wall of Temujin and were defeated instantly.
After the infantry was dispersed by the cavalry, they chased and killed quite a few black barbarians.
"What's wrong with you?" Renato frowned and asked as he ordered his men to capture a group of black barbarians who were fleeing.
"Enemy, there are cavalry over there, enemy!" The panic-stricken black barbarian explained in a mess.
Renato suddenly had an idea and quickly found Gretz and Africanus and convened a military meeting.
"The Parthian enemies are approaching. Should we continue to wait or go over there to make arrangements in advance?" Renato winked at Gretz and the others.
Before Gretz and the others could speak, the commander of the 30th Undefeated Legion, Laklelek, spoke first.
"Since the enemy is approaching, let's put our affairs aside for later!" Laclilek said to Camillo with a sneer.
"How about a competition to see who kills more people?" Camillo sneered and said with the same sneer.
"That's exactly what I want. After we kill those Parthian guys, I'll start with you!" Laklelek responded sharply.
"Let's compete!" Camillo was not willing to be outdone. It was true that Laclilek had broken through the realm, but the strength of the legion was still better than their second one.
Lakilek also discovered this. Since the battle with Flying Bear, they have never fought a decent war.
As soon as they met this time, he knew that the Second Trajan was stronger than the Undefeated Thirty, and the subsequent small-scale conflicts with both sides also proved this.
The soldiers of the Second Trajan were generally stronger than those of the Thirty Invincible Legion.
But there are also some strong ones, so in order to regain Trajan's name, the undefeated Trajan will be restored to the world.
He planned to use the Parthian legions as a whetstone first, and then attack the Second Trajan when he was ready.
Camillus sneered. He certainly knew what ideology Laclile was fighting for. He would prove with actions that their Second Trajan was the true successor of the undefeated Trajan Legion.
The 30th Legion and the like should get out of here as soon as possible and don't hold them back.
Of course, Camillo also wanted to prevent Laclilek from taking advantage of his ability to break boundaries. Breaking boundaries means breaking boundaries, and he would not be his opponent if a real fight broke out.
He now has to find a way to solve this problem. It is said that Ardashir broke through when he was leading his troops in battle, so he has to think of a solution.
Camillo and Laclile both wanted to strangle each other in their hearts, but due to the reality of the situation, they could only glare at each other.
There is no hatred , but the legions they inherited have destined them to be incompatible.
The Undefeated Trajan, the Second Legion took Trajan and the Second Eagle Flag , and the Thirtieth Legion took the Undefeated and the Thirtieth Eagle Flag.
Just like the Flying Bear and the Heavy Cavalry, when the two are advancing hand in hand, only if one of them gives up can the other legion have the possibility of achieving a breakthrough.
But the reality is that because of historical issues, the second and thirtieth each think that the other is a stumbling block .
This is no longer a conflict between their two legion commanders, but a conflict between the countless people behind the two legions.
Even if they wanted to reconcile, the soldiers under them and the old soldiers who had not yet died would not agree.
Only one of them can get back everything he once had and become the undefeated Trajan again.
"Since everyone is willing to sit down, that's great!" Renato tried to smooth things over.
"The leaders over there should be the two legions that forcibly attacked and killed Saint Peter III before. One is the three-talent heavy cavalry, and the other is the military soul cavalry."
"Not only that, there is also a legion in the enemy army that can burn talents. The Thirteen Roses fell because of that!" Camillo added solemnly.
The Burning Legion brought him a lot of pressure. Renato's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. He knew very well what a Roman hero the former Thirteen Roses were, but that Thirteen Roses was destroyed at the hands of Parthia.
He must take revenge, but he must also be wary of the other party and must not follow the old path of destruction.
If they were wiped out again this time, the Thirteen Roses would really lose everything.
Their eagle flag was forcibly copied by the Roman Parliament and the Fourteen Combinations, and the cost was so huge that they would never be able to do it a second time.
So they are the last glory of the Thirteen Roses.
