Chapter 1060: Scythia: Destruction before Reconstruction
"What a tricky legion!" Penelence sighed. Even the three guards organized by Severus himself and the current Sixth Triumph were still unable to suppress Babak.
The other side has the will of a large army, and their point-to-point capabilities are really strong.
"It's expected, isn't it? Parthia is an empire. Don't harbor unnecessary luck!" Severus was very calm.
He was very open-minded about the casualties among the Eagle Flag Corps. Of course, casualties were one thing, but the organization could not be broken.
They could not accept the loss like Macedonia had suffered before, where not even a single seed was left.
That was a real loss. Even if he could use it to gain the position of the fourth eagle flag, it would still be a huge loss for the Roman Empire as a whole.
Just like the church, it must be suppressed, but if all the people in the church died, it would also be a big blow to Rome.
As the emperor of Rome, he had to control and suppress various forces to concentrate power, and also learn to drive and use these forces.
Just like now, he placed Cyprian in front of the Han Dynasty and Arnubis and Niger in the other two directions.
As Rome was about to destroy Parthia, they could not act recklessly. Once they did, they would lose the support of their homeland and power would still flow into Severus' hands.
For ambitious border county dukes like them, this was the most intolerable outcome, so they had no choice but to obey Severus' orders, taking their own personal guards and leading a large group of barbarian troops to attack the city.
In order to prevent the Parthians from abandoning the city and breaking out, Penelence also arranged several Eagle Flag Legions to defend under them.
"That's right!" Penilence nodded. "Unless the First Auxiliary is deployed !"
Severus also nodded in agreement, but then shook his head.
The first auxiliary can be suppressed, also by relying on numbers. Now Babak's abnormal legion can fight against it. Fighting with the opponent is equivalent to going against the will of the Parthian army at the same time. This kind of power is too special.
Under normal circumstances, any one of the three talents could fight against the opponent, and at most would be at a disadvantage. But now, Babak is not something a single legion can contend with.
"The Tenth Knight might be able to do that, but never mind, it doesn't matter if they don't mention it!"
Severus said suddenly, but the next moment he frowned, shook his head, and changed the subject.
Penelunus naturally understood why Severus did so. According to records, the Tenth Cavaliers was a legion that was not inferior to the undefeated Trajan, and it was also the only legion that supported Caesar and marched forward triumphantly.
Even though he looks like a slacker now, it is estimated that he has at least three talents as a minimum.
The problem is that this legion did not recognize the Roman emperor, but only Caesar. After Caesar's death, it began to play badly. Because Octavian was considered Caesar's successor, the legion helped him win the civil war.
Then they started to play badly, and this kind of playing badly was even passed down.
After Augustus was resurrected, the Tenth Knight had evil intentions and wanted to resurrect Caesar. Then Nigel, Arnubis and others began to add fuel to the fire and directly roasted Severus on the fire.
It can be said that half of Severus' problems came from the Tenth Knight.
If it were an ordinary three-talent legion, he would have found a way to deal with it long ago, but the problem was that all the members of the Tenth Knight were Roman nobles, and everyone had a position in the Senate.
Not only the commander of this legion has a title, but all the soldiers have titles.
He had no way to deal with it and could only hold his nose and bear it. As long as he made use of the merit of destroying the country, even if Caesar was resurrected, his throne would not be shaken. Then the Tenth Knight could jump however he wanted.
It was difficult for Severus to talk about cleaning up the Tenth Legion. After all, this legion had been around for more than a hundred years, and no one had said that it would be cleaned up once or twice. Besides, no matter what, the Tenth Legion was still very reliable in defending the country, and it was indeed a very capable legion.
They are good at fighting, but their identities are problematic. If it is not necessary, Severus really does not want to bother with these guys.
"Where are the Eagle Flag Legions on the other two city gates? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Penilence naturally changed the subject.
"They should be here soon. The Eleventh Sacrifice Legion, the Twelfth Thunderbolt Legion, and the Twenty-second Devouring Legion are slow to begin with. Plus, the battlefield is now compressed near the city gate. Even if they come, they won't be able to squeeze the barbarians out!"
Severus said casually that the Roman legions were basically weak in defense, and he did not expect those ordinary citizen legions to come. They just had to follow Nigel and Arnubis, the two guys with ulterior motives, to attack the city and maintain the organization.
Penelence held the same view, so he only mentioned the Eagle Banner Legion. It would be better to spare those ordinary heavy infantry legions, as this is Ctesiphon, the capital of Parthia.
Even if there were no obstacles, it would take most of the day to get from one city gate to the other, let alone in a war environment.
For example, as for the church legion on the other side of Ctesiphon, Penelence just left an order to monitor and defend the Han army, and had no intention of mobilizing it at all.
By the time they came, the day lily was cold.
The two of them tacitly did not mention the Tenth Knight, this troublesome legion.
As a knight corps, they are naturally cavalry, and with their speed, they should have come here long ago. The fact that they haven't come here yet can only mean that the other side just wants to do nothing.
However, the two of them didn't expect each other to be reliable, so they were thrown into two directions that Parthia was unlikely to choose. Whatever happens, it happens.
Babak's heroic fight was successfully conveyed to all the Parthian soldiers. All the soldiers with the burning talent seemed to be burning and attacked the defense line in front of them with all their might.
Whether it was the Eagle Flag Legion, the Citizen Legion, or the Barbarian Legion, all of them were in trouble.
Even though the flames burning the gifted soldiers were not as outrageous as those of the Burning Legion, they still burned their bodies like mortals facing scorching flames.
The Parthian front began to advance again, while the Romans could not stop retreating.
However, Vogels V was not happy at all. Up to now, none of Rome's super elite legions had taken action.
Their momentum was indeed rising, but both he and Fars Sassanid knew that Rome was waiting.
Wait until their momentum reaches its peak, and then rely on the explosive attacks of several super elite legions to kick Parthia directly into the abyss.
If these super elite legions joined the battle now, the battlefield would only turn into a bloodbath. Even if Rome could win, it would have to pay a heavy price.
But if they were hit head-on at the moment they reached their peak, their morale would probably drop to freezing point.
Voggis knew very well that all their current advantages were based on their high momentum, and their secret techniques relied on this strong momentum to achieve the greatest effect.
If morale drops and momentum weakens, it will be a huge blow to Parthia. If they fall into a vicious cycle, they will be sentenced to death.
But they have no choice now, because they can't find Rome's super elite legion. Even if they want to target them, they have no way.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue moving in the direction of Severus.
But with every step forward, their hearts sank deeper into the abyss.
Their intuition told them that the more they advanced now, the more brutal the blow from Rome would be.
As for saying that Rome was crushed by them, people who have such stupid ideas would never live to this day.
"Go to hell!"
Babak roared and thrust forward with his gun. The terrifying flames burned like real flames. Moreover, compared to real flames that could be blocked or extinguished with armor, the rage ignited by will was an unavoidable and fatal attack unless the personal will reached a certain level.
As soon as Achino blocked the attack, he felt like he was struck by lightning. The brief moment of distraction caused a big hole in his abdomen. If it weren't for the desperate protection of his personal guards and other city guardians, Babak's next shot would have hit him in the forehead.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!" Achino's personal guards carried Achino and retreated frantically to the main camp. There were some medical angels left by the church and Roman doctors who were left there specifically for emergency treatment.
Without Achino's Sixth Triumph, the army became even more disorganized, and the 31st, 32nd and 33rd legions were under even greater pressure.
They were indeed a powerful legion organized by Severus himself, but they were still no match for Babak, who carried the will of the Parthian army, if it were not for the eagle flag's certain resistance to fire after it was opened.
They had been defeated by Babak a long time ago, and now the commander of the Sixth Triumphal Army was missing and unknown, and the Sixth Triumphal Army was on the verge of defeat. The pressure instantly doubled.
"Shoot! The Sixth Triumphant Retreat!"
Filippo conducted the command calmly. As a long-range legionnaire and someone with a sense of the overall situation, Penilence named him the commander of this area.
After all, Penilence is in remote control of the overall situation, and the command is to drive the whole from point to surface, so the commanders of each legion and the grassroots officers are indispensable nodes of the war.
The Fifth Skylark had already passed on the specific talents of the Babak Legion. Knowing that the Sixth Triumphal Legion would only die if it continued to confront head-on, Filippo immediately chose a rain of arrows to cover the retreat of the Sixth Triumphal Legion.
Penilence had already passed the order to him, asking them to stop Babak by force, even at the cost of a large number of sacrifices.
They want complete victory, and this is the price they have to pay.
Looking at the Macedonian Legion and the Sixth Triumphal Legion falling one after another, Filippo became more and more angry.
As the Roman legion commander, he also has his own love and support for Rome.
The flame of anger also burned in his heart. When would Rome be suppressed by a three-talented legion?
Even though the current three-talent legion is a special case, three talents are still three talents, and it’s not to the point where it cannot be handled!
However, facing the rain of arrows from Scythia, Babak ignored them , and exerted all his strength to withstand the rain of arrows and launch a counterattack to suppress the three Eagle Flag Legions in front of him.
When the rain of arrows fell on the top of the Burning Legion, they were first weakened by the spiral field, and the remaining power was sharply reduced. The little damage caused was quickly recovered by the flames on the bodies of the Burning Legion soldiers, leaving no trace.
Only some unlucky soldiers who were pierced through the head would die immediately.
But as an elite long-range legion, after several rounds of arrow rain, they could only cause single-digit casualties. What's the difference between this and not having them?
Filippo was so angry that he wanted to break the bow and arrow in his hand. The disgusting Milanese guards should have ignored the resurrected undead of the chariot legion and followed Macedonia to kill these disgusting things first.
Although there were less than a thousand Macedonians left, the Milanese guards were not much better off, with almost half of them killed if it weren't for Babak's help.
The Milanese guards would really be killed directly by the Macedonian Legion. If Scythia had been added at the beginning, they might not be so passive now.
However, Filippo also knew that there were no ifs and wherefores in war, and that Babak's Burning Legion was the source of trouble. Even if they had come directly over at that time, Babak's side would have simply activated in advance, and no one could predict what the outcome would be.
Filippo hated, but he didn't hate others, he hated his own incompetence.
They are clearly one of the best long-range legions in the world, but right now they are completely unable to produce any effect.
"Give up the second talent completely and only keep the first talent!"
Filippo, who was furious, saw Babak's Burning Legion, once again ignoring Scythia's rain of arrows in a spiral stance and launching a counterattack to suppress the enemy. He gave the order without hesitation.
"Since the second talent is completely restrained, just abandon it!" Filippo's eyes were cold, and he cut off the second talent without hesitation.
It was not difficult for a legion that had already stood at the top to cut off the power it once possessed, but with this one blow, the once top double-talented elite Xixua archer directly fell to the elite level.
After all, it is cutting off the power from one's body, just like cutting off one's arm directly. The loss of strength is not a little bit at all.
"Why pursue those fancy effects? Archery is archery. There is only one way, and only one way is needed. Even if it is a talent, I will push it to the end!" Filippo roared in a low voice as if he was roaring or swearing.
"Good! Good! Good!" Penelence, who witnessed everything, immediately clapped his hands and cheered, because Filippo was not stupid. After the fall, Scythia did not lose heart, but was full of the momentum of breaking through in order to build up again. The momentum of the entire legion began to rise again.
"Order the Parliament Guards to activate the power of the military soul and bestow that power on the Fourth Eagle Flag!" Penilence gave the order without delay.
Just like the Yulin Army can mobilize the imperial will to bless the Beiwei Army, the Parliament Guards who are dedicated to blessing can achieve the same effect.
When the blessing of the Parliament Guards fell on Scythia, Scythia, whose momentum had been rising slowly, suddenly began to rise wildly as if he had taken hormones, and directly returned to the level of the Royal Guards again.
The accumulation required in this process was fully supplemented by the Roman imperial will.
Just like the Huns and Parthia could mass-produce imperial guards by exploiting the will of the empire, the Roman Han Dynasty also had the same means, it was just a matter of whether it was worth it or not.
And Scythia, which has to break down before it can be rebuilt, is worth the investment. What's more, they are the royal guards themselves. If they return to this level, their combat effectiveness will not decline but will be further improved.
