Chapter 1031: Rome's Defeat
"Send a signal!" Graz took a deep breath. Even if he doubted himself a lot, he was still in the middle of a war and he had to stay calm. It was too early to give up.
Since he could no longer save the situation, he could only pass the message to Camillo and Laclile.
According to the signal agreed upon before the war, Gretz sent out a signal specifically targeting Camillo and Laclile.
Although Camillo was so excited while mowing the grass, he reacted the moment the signal sounded.
This was the message they had agreed on. When the signal was given, he would rush out with all his might.
"Kill them!" Although Camillo didn't know what happened, he chose to believe Graz.
On the other side, Lakilek also woke up from the madness. Fighting to the death was one thing, but this signal was more of an order for war.
"Give up the entanglement and fight our way out!" Laklilek hurriedly led his troops to abandon the Iron Pagoda, turned their horses around and retreated directly.
"Haha, if you want to break out, then break out!" Temujin laughed. Although the location where the two legions broke out was different from what was expected, the Undead King's Cavalry was nearby, so the goal was achieved.
The second Trajan and the thirtieth were undefeated, and the two eagles easily killed their way through the army.
It was so easy that even they themselves could hardly believe it. The elite troops of Iron Pagoda and Parthia seemed to have not seen them and simply avoided them.
"The loss is a bit heavy!" Temujin glanced at Jin Wushu's team and found that the number of people was reduced by nearly one-third, which made him heartbroken.
They are all real men of the Huns.
After Camillo and Laclilek broke out of the siege separately, they took a quick look at the situation on the field and felt their hearts instantly turn cold.
Parthia was like a big pocket, directly wrapping the barbarian army inside it, and the direction from which the seventh eagle flag sent the signal was even behind the big pocket.
The breath coming from that side was obviously that of a military soul, which meant that they were now at a complete disadvantage.
Camillo's face looked extremely ugly. He had been killing people for a long time, but the situation on the battlefield had completely collapsed. His teammates were all pigs.
Although he wanted to curse Laclilek, but looking at the half-crippled Thirty-one who had not lost, and their tragic momentum, Camillo finally swallowed the words back.
Although the two of them don't get along, he is not the kind of person who would make trouble out of nothing.
It was obvious that Laklelek had fought a bloody battle with a powerful enemy, and the tragic momentum said it all. If he denied even this, then he had lost.
But Laclilek is too much of an actor. A cavalryman and a heavy cavalryman are fighting to the death just to improve themselves, without considering the overall situation of the battlefield at all. He is really not worthy of being a partner in strategy.
Trajan just didn't believe that if Laclilek was going to leave, the heavy cavalry could stop the 30th undefeated. It was just a cowardly act of courage.
But there is no point in saying this now, they have to do something.
"You and I join forces and charge in!" Camillo took a deep breath and said to Laclilek.
Laclile looked at the almost intact Second Trajan and simply ignored Camillus' suggestion. They were fighting bravely, but the Second Trajan led by Camillus acted as if nothing had happened. If this wasn't acting, then what was he?
Could it be that Parthia would allow you to kill people? It is obvious that you are the second Trajan who is slacking off and not putting in any effort. You are unwilling to fight against tough opponents and only want to kill people to improve your military record.
The favorability between the two parties, which was already negative, fell again, and both sides felt that the other party was an actor.
Laklelek took a deep breath, then led the 30th Undefeated Army to charge towards the direction of the 7th Eagle Flag. He was going to meet Graz.
This game is lost, and he just arrived, so he has no idea what this loss means.
In his opinion, if the barbarians died, they died. At most, he could just give them some subsidies and recruit them again.
The Eagle Flag Legion that was resisting the Military Soul over there obviously needed his assistance more.
Camillo was almost fuming with anger, but he couldn't say that Laclilek's decision was wrong. He could even guess what Laclilek was thinking.
But things are different now! Camillo was furious, but now it was too late to turn back. They were all just equals and they still had grudges. What was there to say?
Camillo could only lead his legion in a rage and charge towards the Thirteenth Rose.
There is no way. Although the Eighth and Thirteenth are now trapped, he was there when the Thirteen Roses were destroyed last time. If he is still there this time, he might be assassinated.
This kind of thing that happens once in a million years has happened to him. He can't wash himself clean even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
"Hahaha, Babak, attack with all your strength!" Temujin laughed and sent out the Undead King Cavalry to delay time.
Although the Undead King's Knights are absolutely no match for the Second Trajan, they can indeed hold off one of the Second Trajan's legions for the longest time.
The rogue nature of this kind of undead is even stronger than the effect of the military soul. With the attack strength of the Second Trajan, as long as the Undead King Knight is willing to delay time, it can drag on for a whole day.
Now Temujin was about to reap the fruits of victory. He originally thought that he could only kill a group of barbarians to achieve his strategic goal, but he did not expect that he would also have a chance to kill the Eagle Flag Legion.
Temujin’s target was simple: the Thirteen Roses.
"Come on, let's burn the damn Thirteen Roses once again!" Babak roared and swept his gun.
Babak's roar spread in all directions, and the guards beside him exploded in anger as if they were infected by that power. Although they had been hiding in the crowd and attacking, their power was not as simple as secretly burning talents.
The three-talent decisive battle army, Babak's personal guards, the Burning Legion, the third idealistic talent, the final manifestation of the Parthian unified talent, burns everything of the opponent.
It was no longer a simple cancellation of talent; Babak's personal guards were almost burning at this moment.
The injuries on his body, as long as they were not fatal attacks, were quickly recovered in the rising flames at this moment. Then, the talent that was originally just a burning talent, seemed to be truly burning under Babak's stimulation.
Not only does it burn others, it also burns itself. The flames rising with clouds, qualities, and will as fuel are wrapped around the bodies of the Burning Legion soldiers.
Like a group of demons crawling out of hell, they were surrounded by flames.
The flame wrapped around the weapon is not real, but for soldiers with weak willpower, it is more terrifying than real flame.
Babak roared with a terrifying aura, and when the sound waves spread in all directions, Camillo's pupils shrank to the extreme when he was intercepted.
The previous Thirteen Roses was just like that!
"Kill, kill them!" Camillo didn't care about anything at the moment, and was instantly taken over by madness and ferocity. The Thirteen Roses must not be destroyed, and must not be destroyed in front of him again.
"kill!"
Babak's murderous intent was successfully conveyed to all the soldiers. All the soldiers were burning, and they attacked the defense line in front of them with all their might, and killed straight in the direction of the Thirteen Roses.
Even if it couldn't maintain the will to burn everything for a long time, the remaining light still burned the Roman barbarians on the opposite side. It was obviously just an illusory flame, but because of the bright will of the Burning Legion, it created the same effect as real flames.
The Roman barbarians tried to avoid them, especially those left behind by the Second Trajan and the Thirty Invincibles. With their morale collapsed, they actually gave way to the Burning Legion.
Babak passed by them without any courtesy. How could these minions be more effective in striking a blow to Rome than a real Eagle Flag Legion?
"Assholes!" Nareto, the leader of the Thirteen Rose Legion, was furious. He actually treated them as soft persimmons. It was so hateful.
But he didn't have any better solution. As the third talent, the Burning Legion still vaguely restrained the Rose Legion, which would make it very difficult for the Rose Legion to defeat.
There was no immunity, no way to resist. Even the Thirteen Rose Legion, which was famous for its defense, was trapped when faced with this kind of will-driven flames. They could not use their elite talents to be immune, nor could they use clouds to resist. Their bodies were burned like mortals facing a scorching flame.
This feeling of powerlessness made them somewhat decadent. The flames not only burned their bodies , but also eroded their will.
In the illusory flames, they seemed to see how their predecessors were destroyed, which further suppressed their morale.
A strong sense of humiliation surged in Nareto's heart. He also saw the illusion in the illusory flames, but he was not afraid. What he felt was more anger.
"Go to hell!" Babak roared and thrust forward with his gun. The terrifying flames burned like real fire.
Moreover, compared to real fire, which can be blocked or extinguished with armor, the rage fueled by will is an unavoidable and fatal attack unless one's will reaches a certain level.
"You're dreaming!" Nareto roared and rushed forward with his shield, directly blocking Babak's attack and bouncing Babak's attack back.
"Break through in the middle of a battle?" There was a hint of solemnity in Babak's eyes, but he continued to press forward without the slightest hesitation. Even if you break through now, what's the use? Today is the day when you, the Thirteen Roses, will die.
The reality was just as Babak had expected. Although Nareto's breakthrough on the battlefield boosted the morale of the Thirteen Roses, the problem was that Babak had also broken through the realm, so even if Nareto broke through, he could only barely tie the score.
The Thirteen Roses were defeated by the Burning Legion and were even forced to voluntarily give up part of the battle line to the Barbarians, allowing the Barbarian Legion to use their lives to help the Thirteen Roses share the pressure.
Temujin examined the situation with satisfaction. Everything was under control. Although he estimated that he could not completely wipe out the enemy, it was still a great victory.
And maybe they could even kill Thirteen Roses again, which would allow them to achieve their ultimate strategic goal no matter what.
Rome was defeated.
Ultimately, Gretz was unable to penetrate the rear of the Parthian army and deliver a fatal blow.
On the contrary, he was defeated by the Mongolian cavalry led by Zamuhe.
Although Gretz had tried his best, the gap in strength was still obvious. Even if Laklelek came with the Undefeated Legion to support them, he could only ensure their complete retreat but could not break through the blockade of the Mongolian cavalry.
There was a chance, but Temujin, who was always paying attention to the situation, mobilized a brigade of archers to attack the Seventh Eagle Flag.
At this moment, the arrows shot by the Archer were almost a full-strength attack, containing the power of spirit, energy and spirit. Except for the low density, slow speed and poor accuracy, all other aspects exceeded the standards.
Due to a moment of carelessness, the 30th Invincible Legion and the 7th Eagle Flag Legion were directly caught.
Even with the qualities of the Royal Guards and the three talented decisive battle troops, they would be almost killed in one blow if faced with such a horrific attack without any protection.
After all, even if one has an iron will, a bullet will directly blow through and create a hole as big as a bowl. As long as one is still human, there is probably no way for them to survive.
Although both legions avoided most of the arrows with their reaction speed and skills, the remaining arrows still took away three-digit soldiers.
Not only did it cause great casualties to them, but it also directly shattered their plan to attack the Parthian rear army.
A military soul corps, plus a top archer corps, is enough to stop them here.
If they insisted on charging, Temujin might have simply abandoned everything before him and chosen to encircle and annihilate their two Eagle Flag Legions.
As for sacrificing the Eagle Legion for the Barbarian Legion, any qualified Roman Eagle Legion commander would not hesitate at all on this issue.
"Let's go!" Laclilek turned around and left. Rome lost this battle.
Losing is losing, there is no excuse for it, but for Roma, they can just win it back after losing, there is no need to destroy themselves together.
Even Roman policy allowed their soldiers to surrender when they were defeated and then buy them back with funds.
"..."Grez looked at Jamuka and the Mongolian cavalry in silence, as if he wanted to imprint this legion deep in his mind, and then followed Lakilek out of the battlefield.
With the disappearance of the seventh and thirtieth eagle flags, the battle situation completely entered a stage of collapse.
However, the accident finally happened. Camillus led half of Trajan's soldiers to jump over the defense line of the Undead Knights and came to the Thirteen Roses.
After all, the Undead King Knight was too weak to hold Camillo back.
Then he successfully led the Thirteen Roses to fight his way out of the battlefield with a railway built by Roman barbarians.
Camillus knew very well that he would be tried in the Senate for his actions, but he really couldn't bear to see the Thirteen Roses perish.
If this really happened, it would be no different from being tried by the Senate, and the latter might even affect the Second Trajan Legion.
So when faced with such a critical juncture, he simply chose to abandon the barbarians.
After all, they are just barbarians.
