Chapter 991 Regret and Gains and Losses
"Puff!" With a dull sound, the spear directly pierced through the giant's chest, and the terrifying nail hammer directly hit the Iron Pagoda's soldier. With a crisp sound of breaking glass, the huge nail hammer directly knocked the soldier on the horse flying backwards.
However, after rolling on the ground for several times, the Iron Pagoda soldier climbed up directly, but the metallic skin color had dimmed a little. The soldier of the Eighth Eagle Flag on the opposite side covered the fist-sized hole in his chest and spat out blood.
The opponent's blood vessels were twisting wildly like a dragon, and then he could no longer maintain his giant form. He half-knelt and returned to normal, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with black and gray, and died on the spot.
To be honest, that shot would not on the spot. Given his physical fitness, it would not be fatal as long as he was not stabbed by others.
But the giant mode is not a fully developed mode. Once the balance in the body is broken, the so-called Roman pure blood, the momentum is the metal elements accumulated in the body.
After all, the Romans in this world have very good physical fitness, and they have a problem, which is that they like to eat lead powder.
Just like the so-called celebrities in Wei and Jin Dynasties, they took Wu Shi San desperately, pursuing the ultimate stimulation.
Although due to their internal energy and physical fitness, most of the living Roman families actually have resistance to heavy metal particles.
But, that is an inert heavy metal.
The Eighth Eagle Flag Soldier, who was fully inspired by Africanus and transformed into an iron giant, now has heavy metal circulating almost from the inside out.
Once the balance in the body is broken, heavy metal toxins will flow into the heart through the blood vessels. Even if the internal energy leaves the body, it will not be easy to survive.
"So that's how it is. Are you planning to train the incomplete legion on the battlefield?" Jin Wushu smiled. As a master of Iron Pagoda, he could see the problem of Africanus at a glance.
"Good opportunity, kill!" The blood color on Jin Wushu's body became more condensed, and then bloomed completely.
After understanding Africanus's predicament, Jin Wushu became completely murderous. The Iron Giant's obvious disadvantages were exposed in front of him, so he might as well just cripple or even annihilate the opponent.
If we can do this, even if we are blocked and killed by the angel army today, it will still be a gain.
This is a royal guard, and it has huge potential. No one understands the potential of the Iron Giant model better than Jin Wushu. They are almost on the same path.
But the difference is that he pursued the cavalry charge and killing, while Africanus pursued the imaginary giants.
Therefore, facing this crazy and brutal situation, Africanus became anxious. The disadvantages were exposed, and the opponent was ready to fight for his life.
He really wanted to smash Jin Wushu's head, but the current situation did not allow him to do so.
Even if Africanus scratched his head, he couldn't figure out how he could turn the situation around in this situation.
The opponent was almost his superior troop. He took a blow from our giant mode and was able to get up without any problem and continue to counterattack.
The super strong defense of my elite backbone was like paper to the enemy and was torn apart so easily.
No, it’s not a problem of defense. Ultimately, it’s because the legion is not yet perfect.
Now, ordinary fighting directly turns into a fight through, and there is no way to continue fighting!
At this moment Africanus looked back at Jin Wushu and found that the other party was rushing towards him with a spear in hand. There was no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him!
"Retreat!" Africanus did not dare to hesitate at all. Although he was very unwilling, there was no doubt that the other party really had the ability to kill him.
If he really continued to hold on here, Jin Wushu would most likely chop off his head.
The order to retreat caused the Roman legion to collapse.
Originally, those barbarians followed the Eagle Flag Legion because of its strength, but now that the Eagle Flag Legion collapsed first, they collapsed even faster.
As a result, Africanus's order to retreat led to the defeat of the entire army.
Seeing this, Jin Wushu gave a ruthless pursuit order. He was already furious at being chased by the Angel Legion, and now he had finally caught a weak target. If he didn't destroy your legion today, he would write the word "Gold" backwards.
Chase!
However, Africanus decisively abandoned the Roman barbarians and chose to save the soldiers of the Eighth Eagle Flag under his command.
We have to admit that people who are tall and have long legs run faster than others. We also have to admit that people with four legs generally run faster than people with two long legs.
Just run. You don't have to run too fast, just run faster than the Roman barbarians.
Those barbarian troops would naturally block the way of those cavalrymen. Even if each of them could only hold out for one or two seconds, or two or three seconds, it would be enough for them to run away.
Although he didn't know how long Jin Wushu's metal state could last, based on his own speculation about the iron giant's perfect state, half an hour was the limit.
When the time comes, find a complex terrain to drill into, and you'll escape. Although the environment here is flat, there are still many shallows and bushes. If you have the ability, you can even crash through the forest.
I'll wait until the next time I've completed my legion and obtained intelligence on this guy before coming back to take revenge. Now is not the time to fight to the death. Run, run quickly!
But Jin Wushu did not want to let Africanus go at all. He had finally captured an incomplete legion that he had suppressed to death.
What's the difference between this and a hungry wolf catching a wounded antelope on the grassland.
Although the opponent is very fast at running, as long as they chase him patiently, victory will belong to Iron Pagoda. After killing an entire army of guards, Iron Pagoda's strength can be further increased.
Those blood-colored lights are not only used to absorb armor, but also to absorb the essence of killing enemies.
Plunder is something engraved in their Xiongnu blood.
Therefore, even though he was delayed for a while by the defeated Roman barbarians, Jin Wushu still led the Iron Pagoda across the front line and chased after the Eighth Eagle Flag.
This kind of pursuit was extremely terrifying, especially when the Iron Buddha, as a cavalry, was chasing the Eighth Eagle Flag, which was an infantry. It was even more terrifying.
After catching up, Iron Pagoda quickly killed many giants of the Eighth Eagle Flag Legion who were not running fast enough. At this pace, if he continued to chase them all the way, it would take at most half an hour for Iron Pagoda to kill all the opponents, including Africanus.
However, they had only been chasing for less than a quarter of an hour when something unexpected happened.
"Brother! Give me a hand!" Africanus, who was running away, suddenly had his eyes lit up. The direction he chose based on his intuition was indeed correct .
From a distance, he saw his own Eagle Flag. Although he couldn't see clearly which legion it was, all the Eagle Flag Legions that could be active here were more or less top elite.
No matter what, with the cooperation of the two eagle flags, we will definitely be able to escape today.
"General, it seems that the Eighth Eagle Flag is being chased ahead. The opponent should be Parthia's newly promoted three-talented Iron Pagoda?" The scout said to his own legion commander Camillo.
They were also on patrol. After all, the two sides were maintaining a low-intensity war, which could suddenly turn into a fierce battle. The Second Trajan and the Seventh Eagle Flag were both wandering around as patrols.
They were just afraid that Parthia would suddenly have a brain storm and their top legion would end up like a tiger among the flock of sheep.
Just think about how much damage the previous Iron Pagoda charge caused.
Just as these top legions were allowed to kill without restraint, the new legions on both sides, which had not yet grown up, really couldn't hold on.
Everyone is still in the process of bargaining and there is no need to go all in. That would be too irrational.
This is not the last battle, so everyone should remain restrained as much as possible.
“Take action!”
After confirming that it was indeed the Eighth Eagle Flag Legion, Camillo led the legion forward without any hesitation.
It is reasonable for them to take action.
"Damn, what bad luck!" Jin Wushu said with a dark face.
The death of the Iron Giant was a foregone conclusion, but then a Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Withdraw the troops and march back. Send someone to find a way ahead to avoid being entangled by the angel army!"
Jin Wushu angrily used the spear in his hand to attack the legion, killing several giants who were running at the end, then turned around and walked away.
Judging from the flag of the enemy reinforcements, it should be the second Trajan, also with three talents. There is not much benefit to be gained from fighting. This trip is considered a fruitful one, so we can only retreat.
Africanus, who was rescued by the Second Trajan, counted his own losses, not counting the barbarian troops. They were worthless and he didn't care about them.
As a pure-blooded Roman supporter, he wanted to kill all these barbarians, so how could he care about them?
But the loss of his own soldiers made Africanus so heartbroken that he wanted to blow himself up on the spot. Why was he pretending? Why did he enter the battlefield so arrogantly? Why didn't he request the support of the Roman eagle flag in advance?
Nearly half of them died. If Camillus had not arrived in time, he would probably have died here.
"Damn Parthia! I'm not done with you!" Africanus said with gritted teeth. His dream of becoming a giant was almost shattered.
Wash your necks and wait, you Parthian parasites must be killed.
After being beaten, Africanus calmed down a lot. He knew that he couldn't bear such a big loss. No matter how proud a person is, he must face the reality.
In fact, if it really comes to killing, Iron Pagoda's attack may not be able to kill one soldier of the Eighth Eagle Flag with one shot. After all, without a charge, he is actually the same as them.
But the problem is that they have problems of their own. Especially when the opponent is injured and it's okay, but they will die immediately if they get injured , they simply can't fight.
Simply put, many soldiers of the Eighth Eagle Flag Legion were not beaten to death, but were poisoned by their own heavy metals.
This is also the reason why the Eighth Eagle Flag Legion was unable to counterattack later. Otherwise, if it was just a pure fight between combat forces, even if the Eighth Eagle Flag could be killed, it would not be so easy.
After all, any top-level guard troop, if it has no flaws, would be difficult to defeat even if a stronger force came to destroy it.
After all, the Royal Guards have reached the top of the world, and they are not without the ability to fight against the three talents and the military soul. It is even not impossible for them to reverse the three talents.
But the prerequisite is that there are no defects in oneself.
In fact, after seeing how his own headquarters died, Africanus had already realized the shortcomings of his own giantization. It was obvious that he had not yet developed it to the limit, and he would need to work harder in the future.
Moreover, the other party has already revealed to him the subsequent development path of the Iron Giant. Although he cannot copy it, it is a great inspiration for him.
Africanus was a little depressed. He died before he could accomplish his mission. In the first battle on the battlefield, nearly half of his troops were killed.
To be honest, if it were someone else, he would have been dismissed directly, but on the one hand, he was now in the emperor's faction, and on the other hand, he was facing a powerful enemy with three talents, so in the end he was only given a few mild reprimands by the Roman rear.
Penelunus then quickly gathered some reserve backbones to supplement his son's troops, and then quickly wrote down his views on the giant army of Africanus.
He did not judge the pros and cons of this type of troops, but directly pointed out some of the problems that the giant troops must currently solve, and then provided a series of related secret techniques and information.
This is the advantage of having someone to back you up. If it were anyone else, they would have been dismissed long ago, and it would have been impossible for them to replenish soldiers in this way, nor would they have been able to access such comprehensive information.
But Africanus is different, his father is Penilus.
He rarely refused Penelunus's help, because Africanus also understood that Penelunus gave him reinforcements so that he could quickly win the battle.
To be honest, Severus was already a bit passive, and now so many Eagle Flag soldiers have died, so Africanus' position as the legion commander is not so stable.
If he continues to be willful at this time, it would not be a sign of personality, but rather a way to seek his own death.
Africanus entered the battlefield and continued the giant development, trying to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.
Next time I must not let my opponent defeat me so easily.
The Parthians were quite happy. To be honest, the Seventh Eagle Flag had directly killed one of their guards, which made their morale passive.
However, with the victories of Ardashir and Temujin, as well as the subsequent positive records of Jin Wushu, Murong Ke and others, the Parthians were encouraged and excited.
What people fear most is not war, but a war without hope.
Once there is no hope, the war is hopeless.
The current low-intensity war is actually a preparation for both sides to continuously accumulate momentum and train troops.
The war will start in the spring, and by then it will not be the small-scale fighting we have now.
All the elite troops will be deployed to that huge battlefield.
By then, let alone the Royal Guards, even if one has the three talents of military soul, there is no guarantee that one can walk away from the battlefield in one piece.
That is the horrible hell called the meat grinder.
What was waiting for this hell to come was not only Parthia and Rome, but also the Han Dynasty, which had been eyeing it covetously.
