Chapter 905: Plans that were repeatedly obstructed
What the military soul needs is the blessing of the imperial will, and the three talents are the transformation and sublimation of quality will.
The prerequisite for all of these is that the commander or the legion must have his own will.
But Ardashir had no will of his own from beginning to end. Everything he had came from the expectations of Fars Sassanid. He had been fighting for the rise of Parthia since he was a child, but he did not understand what it meant to fight for the rise of Parthia.
At the moment of life and death, he finally understood his own heart. What he longed for was not some vain glory and rise, but real power.
What he wanted was to become a figure like Fars Sassanid or Vorgis V, who could decide the fate of millions of people in a country with just a single word.
"Is this what I really want?" Ardashir looked into his heart and finally came to the complete conclusion that this was what he really wanted.
"Yes, that's right, what I want is not some crappy military soul or some crappy inheritance!" Ardashir's eyes became brighter.
"What I want is real power, the same power as that of the Shining Cavalry!"
"No need for inheritance, no need for detours, no need for escape, just kill the enemies ahead, use everything I have to accomplish an impossible miracle, this is what it means to be a saint!"
The light on Ardashir became brighter and brighter, and even the Holy Fallen Knights under his command began to glow slightly, but they were ultimately unable to cross the boundary and were stuck on the threshold of a breakthrough.
"The accumulation is still not enough, the Holy Fallen Knight needs more nutrients!"
Ardashir was not discouraged at all. He already knew what kind of path he was on and how difficult and hard it was.
But it doesn’t matter. He has already embarked on this path, and all that remains is accumulation, accumulation, and more accumulation.
Once enough nutrients have been accumulated, he will be able to lead the Holy Fallen Knights across the invisible boundary.
A cold light flashed in Ardashir's eyes when he thought of these things. He had already seen the Seventh Eagle Flag Legion starting to charge wildly on the opposite side. It could be considered a threat to the current Holy Fallen Knights, but it was just a threat.
They are no longer opponents of the same level.
"Second Trajan, I will come to you after I kill all the Seventh Legion. Don't die early!"
Ardashir looked at the Seventh Eagle Flag not far away from him, and his heart was filled with fighting spirit.
He needs battles and opponents. Only in this way can he accumulate more nutrients to help them reach the top.
"Die!"
Facing the Roman Empire guardians who were charging over, Ardashir glanced at them. There was no anger in his eyes, nor any excitement in facing the enemy, but only indifference.
The two passed each other, and the Roman Empire guardian covered his chest dejectedly, and was completely killed by the Holy Fallen Knights who rushed over afterwards.
Ardashir did not say a word. As soon as he realized who he was, he entered the realm of breaking through boundaries and becoming a divine cultivator. Ordinary Roman Empire guardians were no longer his opponents.
I thought Ardashir was seriously injured, and I planned to decapitate him directly with my internal energy, but Ardashir had planned it.
It was normal for him to be severely injured by a divine cultivator's full-strength attack after accumulating strength to explode, and then fall under the scimitar of the Holy Fallen Rider behind him.
In just a few breaths, the Seventh Eagle Flag and the Holy Fallen Knights had already crossed each other.
Compared to the gasps of the Seventh Legion, Ardashir's legion did not show any movement at all after passing through. All the soldiers maintained their previous voices and expressions, and their momentum began to soar infinitely.
As they crossed paths, the Seventh Legion left behind nearly a thousand corpses, while Ardashir's Holy Meteor Riders left behind less than two hundred corpses. It was obvious that the two sides were no longer opponents of the same level.
The moment the commander of the Seventh Eagle Flag Legion turned his horse around, he saw the densely packed corpses of his own men and felt instantly chilled, because there was only one explanation for such a record.
That means the Holy Fallen Knight has reached the level of three talents, and is no longer an opponent on the same level as them.
Such an opponent should be left to the Second Trajan to deal with, and definitely not for their Seventh Legion to fill this big hole with their lives.
"Retreat!" The commander of the Seventh Eagle Flag Army gave the order to retreat without any hesitation.
The lives of Roman citizens are very precious, and letting those barbarians consume them is the best option.
"Escaped!" A smile appeared on Ardashir's face.
Yes, that's right, what he needs is not the military spirit, but strength, the strength to cut off everything.
The Seventh Legion's embarrassing escape was the greatest affirmation of his decision to embark on this path.
"Prepare……"
Just as Ardashir was about to give chase, a signal came from the other side of the camp, a sign that an irresistible and powerful enemy had been encountered.
"That direction... is Grandpa!"
Ardashir did not hesitate at all and immediately led the Holy Fallen Cavalry towards the central camp.
Although he had broken through the shackles of Fars Sassanian expectations, he was still the person Ardashir respected the most, his relative, and the commander of their army. It was reasonable for him to rescue him as soon as possible.
In the direction of the central camp, Fars Sassan looked extremely ugly.
The opponent's offensive was much more fierce than he had imagined. Not only were the two boundary-breaking warriors at the forefront fierce, but even the barbarians as a whole were as fierce as if they had taken drugs.
The barbarians, who would have been routed after suffering so many losses at ordinary times, this time charged in his direction .
Moreover, the opponent's command was much smoother than before. His several mistakes were accurately captured by the opponent, which further tore open their defense line.
"General, please retreat quickly. I will lead the soldiers to resist here!" Datis advised frantically.
"No, I'm here. As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, if I retreat because of danger, how can the soldiers fight?" Fars Sassan refused bluntly.
"All soldiers, listen up! Killing a Roman will earn you three gold coins, killing a barbarian will earn you one gold coin, and killing a Roman general will earn you a promotion of three ranks! Seize the Roman eagle flag and you will be granted a title of nobility!"
Fars Sassan's roar began to spread along with his spiritual talent. For a moment, the Parthian soldiers launched a desperate attack on the Romans like crazy.
Even the two world-breaking demigods were unable to move forward under this crazy attack, and were even forced to retreat.
Under the clouds, no one is invincible. As long as you are willing to pay the price, even a demigod can be killed.
Ganasis's face was gloomy, as if he was meeting Parthia for the first time . He had never seen such resistance even when he had marched his army to the city of Ctesiphon .
Today's Parthia seems to be completely different from the Parthia of the past.
"What on earth is the Second Trajan doing? Where is the Ninth Spanish Legion? Why is there no one here yet?" Ganasis felt extremely aggrieved.
Defending a city is easier than attacking it, and the same goes for defending a camp. Moreover, the Parthians on the opposite side are all crazy. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for them to break in, and they need people to help.
However, the Ninth Spain that was originally planned was nowhere to be seen, and the Second Trajan also disappeared without a trace. How could the battle be fought? If it continued to drag on, their general offensive today would probably become a complete joke.
He didn't even dare to think about the blow to morale after the retreat.
On the contrary, the people that Ganasis was waiting for did not come, but the Parthians arrived first.
"General Fars, His Majesty ordered me to come to support you one step ahead!" Atratome shouted loudly and led the scimitar archers to cut into one side of the Roman legion.
Ganasis quickly commanded the 12th Legion to charge forward. Fortunately, he kept the 12th Legion, otherwise he would be in real trouble.
But at this point, he could only grit his teeth and hold on, waiting for the appearance of the Ninth Legion and the Second Trajan Legion . Retreating at this time was simply a dream.
He was also really angry, and at this point, commanding was no longer meaningful. When two brave men meet in a narrow road, the brave will win. At this time, he had to stand firm.
He personally led his guards into the battle, and seeing the bravery of Ganasis, the morale of the Roman side remained high.
On the other side, the Ninth Legion itself was about to enter the battlefield with the dull sound of horse hooves. The charge of heavy cavalry in groups would have a devastating impact on the unprepared defense line.
The Ninth Eagle Flag Legion had a first talent of defense and a second talent of short-range non-starting charge. This meant that the legion was standing still one second and could enter a charging stance and launch a deadly charge on the enemy the next.
This is also the reason why this legion was placed in the backcourt by Ganasis. Without the ability to start a charge, the Ninth Legion is like a sharp sword in the dark night. It can omit the long charge distance and launch a charge attack in the shortest time.
Although this legion can only move forward and not backward, its mobility is very poor. If it encounters more flexible cavalry, it would be very easy for this legion to be killed.
However, because of their high quality, their frontal destructive power is directly approaching the Military Soul Legion, and they are an extremely tough offensive legion.
The effect of the heavy hammer that shattered the battle line was obviously outstanding.
Therefore, at the beginning, the Ninth Legion charged from the flank to the center camp in almost one breath and arrived at the position of Fars Sassanid.
All the Parthians who hoped to stop them head-on along the way were crushed into pieces by them, but they eventually stopped because they hit a solid wall.
After making sure that there were no problems with the camp, Li Jue immediately handed the command of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry to Zhang Xiu, and then happily ran out with Guo Si, Fan Chou, and Zhang Ji with the heavy iron cavalry to have fun.
Then, they had a head-on collision with Tacitus near this camp.
It is true that the Ninth Legion is very strong, and its frontal destructive power is close to that of the Military Soul Legion, but the people in the Heavy Cavalry are all tough men who can catch crossbows with their faces. They were caught off guard and ran into the Ninth Legion head-on, but they had no problem at all.
"Fuck them!"
Tacitus didn't recognize him at first, or he simply didn't care, he was anxious to break the battle line, since he ran into the enemy, he would fight.
Li Jue on the other side was shocked. He knew the Ninth Legion, but why didn't he recognize them? They were so stubborn, yet they dared to charge straight at him.
The encounter between the two sides was very abrupt, but both sides were the elite among the elite and both demonstrated their good qualities.
The charge without a start gave the Ninth Legion an advantage in the charge. Long spears stabbed into the heavy cavalry, knocking many of them off their horses.
"It's the Han army, it's the heavy cavalry!" Tacitus looked at the heavy iron cavalry soldiers who rolled on the ground, brushed off the dirt and climbed back onto their horses. He immediately realized who was on the opposite side.
"Open the Eagle Emblem!"
Tacitus did not hesitate at all, it was too late to regret. Fortunately, the opponent was a force specialized in defense, and the defense of their Ninth Legion was not weak either, so they could still fight if they fought with all their strength.
The other side was not in a position to charge, and their Ninth Legion had no means of starting a charge. They had every advantage and were not incapable of defeating them.
After Tacitus displayed the eagle emblem , the dark red glow of the Spanish Legion's eagle emblem directly enveloped the entire legion. Suddenly, the muscles of the soldiers of the Roman Ninth Legion bulged as if they had taken hormones, and their height was also increased.
This is the power of the Ninth Eagle Emblem and the pride of the Ninth Spanish Legion.
"Do you think you are the only ones who have it?" Li Jue sneered and pushed the legion's talent to the extreme. The light blue talent was spread over the entire army.
Guo Si and others also displayed their talents. Although the effect of their talents was weaker than that of a single person, the superposition of the power of four talents directly suppressed the brilliance of the eagle emblem.
"kill!"
Feeling the power coming from the Ninth Legion, Li Jue was extremely excited. It was a little weak, but based on this momentum alone, he was considered a rival.
There were only tens of thousands of people present, but the momentum of the charging war horses far exceeded that of a fight between tens of thousands of troops.
The moment the two torrents collided, a large number of soldiers from the Ninth Legion and the Heavy Cavalry were knocked off their horses.
Most of them were heavy cavalry soldiers. They could not compare to the convenience of charging without starting. Their charge had no distance and was more like marking time.
The action of force is mutual, but the party being hit is definitely more likely to fly than the party that hits others.
A large number of heavy iron cavalrymen were knocked off their horses, but thanks to their strength, they turned over and climbed up. In comparison, fewer people from the Ninth Legion were knocked off their horses, but not many were able to get up.
"withdraw!"
Tacitus was not a fool. He thought he could fight before, but after a fight, he found that there was a big gap in strength between the two sides. If he continued fighting like this, not only would he not be able to break through, he might even die here.
It would be more realistic to retreat first and then go around from other places.
"Send a signal and inform His Excellency the Duke!"
Tacitus calmly chose to retreat, but when he found that Li Jue and others were chasing him relentlessly, Tacitus had no choice but to send a signal to Ganasis, informing him that their actions were obstructed and they might not be able to reach the designated location.
