Chapter 1061 The Rapid Reversal of the Balance
As he returned to the top, Filippo roared to the sky.
The ultimate archery, the height that people have always longed for, was finally achieved by the Scythian Legion at this moment.
The limit of archery, the limit of power and the limit of shooting speed, have finally been extended with the loss of the second talent . Even if both sides cannot be integrated, it is enough to have the strength to fight to the death when facing a strong opponent.
Watching the Burning Legion relying on its powerful recovery and attacks that almost ignored defense, and suppressing the Roman legion in a crazy counterattack, Filippo led the entire Scythian Legion to raise their bows and arrows.
The previous Scythia had no way to deal with the Burning Legion protected by the Spiral Stand, but now it is different. The current Scythia has completed its transformation, and the Spiral Stand is no longer an insurmountable wall of despair for them.
"Babak! Go to hell!" Filippo drew his bow and shot an arrow. The special steel gun contained a frightening power.
With a roar, the steel gun shot out, and the moment it left his hand, it shot out with a sharp sound like an explosion.
An ordinary longbow reached its ultimate power in the hands of a Scythian archer. As an arrow shot without completely giving up the firing speed and accumulating strength, it had the same effect as the fatal arrow of the Shesheng Camp.
"Kirkuk!" The nervous Babak saw the arrow, but before he waited for it to fall, he suddenly turned around and looked at the Milan guards behind him.
The steel spear shot by Filippo directly pierced Kirkuk and he was stuck on the ground.
Similarly, the Milan guards were almost wiped out. Like Kirkuk, they were nailed to the ground by powerful arrows.
Filippo's feint to the east and attack in the west successfully deceived Kirkuk. Kirkuk and Milan's guards subconsciously gave the spiral position to Babak.
By the time they realized something was wrong and tried to rebuild their defenses, it was already too late.
The spiral formation built in a hurry could not defend against the outburst of the Scythian archers who were endowed with the Roman military spirit at this moment, which was a full-strength attack combining spirit, energy and soul.
Even if Milan's guards were fully focused on defense, casualties were inevitable, let alone at a time like this when they were being attacked from the east.
Most of the Milan guards were shot through the chest by arrows. The terrifying power directly created a hole as big as a bowl on their chest. This was the archery technique created by extending the power of a strong crossbow to the arrow.
It is a fatal arrow that combines essence, energy and spirit together.
Filippo actually wanted to shoot this wave of fatal arrows at Babak's forehead, but his reason stopped him. Under the protection of the Spiral Field, it was really a big question whether the Burning Legion's arrows could kill with one shot.
So Filippo settled for the second best and set his sights on Kirkuk. After all, Kirkuk was the enemy who brought destruction to the Macedonian Legion, so he was also avenging the Macedonian Legion.
"The Milan family has been killed in Kirkuk"
Filippo shouted loudly with the bowstring still slightly moving, he could still recognize the top nobles of Parthia.
As a well-known Parthian general, Kirkuk's death was a heavy blow to Parthia.
The momentum that had been rising suddenly came to a halt. After Upal, another patriarch of the Parthian nobles died on the battlefield.
Kirkuk, whose chest was pierced by a steel gun and who was hanging upside down on the gun barrel, clearly felt his life slipping away.
"What happened? Oh... I'm going to die!" Kirkuk felt his heart beating weakly in his chest.
"I was careless after all!" Kirkuk smiled bitterly and waited for the end of his life. He had realized what had happened. Babak's bravery blinded his cognition, and he paid a heavy price for it.
"I really can't accept this!" Kirkuk slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
Just as Kirkuk sinking slowly into darkness and silence, a deafening roar awakened Kirkuk.
"Kirkuk!!!" Babak's sad roar spread throughout the area.
"Babak, yes, Babak is still struggling, I want to help him!" Kirkuk, whose eyes were almost dark, opened his eyes with difficulty after hearing the roar, and raised his hand tremblingly.
"Babak! Take Parthia and go!"
Kirkuk used up his last bit of strength and entrusted everything he had to Babak, and entrusted everything that Milan guarded to Babak.
The holy light above the sky suppressed the possibility of their undeadization, but it could not stop them from entrusting their thoughts and elite talents to their comrades.
Vogys V stretched out his hand sadly, and the clouds above the Parthian army burned even more vigorously.
Although he couldn't see what was happening on the front line, he knew what was happening just by listening to the sounds and looking at the clouds above his head.
The flames could not be kept strong without firewood, but on the battlefield today, firewood could only come from the dead Parthian legions.
The thoughts of Kirkuk and Milan's guards turned into a stream of light and merged into Babak's body.
"Babak, stay alive!" Kirkuk's voice came to Babak's ears like an auditory hallucination.
Immediately afterwards, spiral formations appeared on the outside of the bodies of all the Burning Legion soldiers. They came from the final blessing of Milan's guards. Although they were not as strong as when they were alive, they brought the Burning Legion's defense to a higher level.
At this moment, Babak stood there like a sculpture, the fire in his heart was burning madly, and the burning fire brought him even more powerful strength.
Emotion becomes the best catalyst for will.
"For Parthia, kill!"
Babak roared with a terrifying aura. When the sound waves spread in all directions, Vologases V, who was in the center of the formation, could not help but feel happy. With this kind of momentum, could Babak break the impossible and enter into a miracle faster than Ardashir?
"Isn't this right?" Penilence was a little annoyed. This Parthian approach seemed wrong no matter how he looked at it.
"The secret methods of the three empires blended together actually have such an effect?" Severus was also a little confused.
"It seems that after conquering Parthia, it is necessary to let the Senate study Parthia's many secrets carefully, and contact with another continent should also be put on the agenda!"
Severus considered more, not only the present, but also the future of Rome.
"Things have become even more tricky. Even if the first auxiliary goes over now, I'm afraid he won't be able to suppress Babak!" Penilence felt it was a bit tricky.
The three talents are not scary, and the Royal Guards are not scary either, but if the power of the three talents and the Royal Guards can be combined, that would be a very scary thing.
However, after Penilence continued to observe, he discovered that the Burning Legion had only inherited part of the spiral stance, which was far from reaching the level of superposition.
This made him feel relieved. If it was just this, then it was still within control.
If it is directly superimposed, the situation will be completely uncontrollable.
Penelence should consider whether he should persuade Severus to move back.
With an unstoppable offensive, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause. Military situations are sometimes unreasonable.
"Let Filippo retreat. This should have drained their energy and spirit. By the time Macedonia finishes its retraining, the Fourth Eagle Flag will probably be at the super elite level!"
Severus said calmly that he still admired Filippo very much. It was worth it that he personally ordered the rescue of the Macedonian Legion. He was very satisfied with the answer given by Filippo.
"Well, then Rome will have one more main combat legion!" Penilence nodded in approval.
When Filippo was transferred away, a corps of archers was sent in to replace Scythia to continue shooting arrows.
No matter how effective it is against the Burning Legion, even if we cannot kill it, we must ensure that we can suppress the advance of other Parthian legions.
Babak and the Burning Legion, now a single legion can no longer control them, and can only resort to gang beating.
In fact, it's not that there is no way out at all. No matter it is the Emperor's Guard Corps, the First Auxiliary, or the Second Trajan or the Thirty Undefeated, just pull any one of them over to fight head-on with the Thirty-first, Thirty-second, and Thirty-third. There will be no problem for the three eagle flags to hold off Babak.
Although Babak is powerful now, he is not yet at the level where he can sweep away the enemy. As long as he has three talents to support him, he can contain the opponent and even directly surround and kill him.
But Penelence endured it. He did not want to trade with Parthia. He was waiting for Parthia to reach its peak.
Filippo's shooting of Kirkuk was an episode, which certainly suppressed the Parthian momentum, but what followed should have been a rebound, making the Parthian momentum completely unstoppable.
Just like Babak now, unstoppable.
If you want to destroy a person, you must first make him crazy.
Parthia now has no room for error. If it falls into a disadvantage, it will be doomed.
However, what Penelence was a little concerned about was the whereabouts of Ardashir and Temujin. The Fifth Skylark and the Fourteenth Combination searched the battlefield frantically, but so far there was still no trace of the two legions.
The positions of Parthia's five super elite soldiers, Atratome and Babak, have been locked, and Jin Wushu has died. The only ones left to worry about are Ardashir and Temujin.
After waiting for a long time, Penelence still did not see Ardashir and Temujin appear, which made Penelence confused.
But Parthia’s momentum had already reached its peak. If no action was taken, Rome would fail to play the pig and eat the tiger, and would be eaten like a pig.
The five elite legions, the Eighth Giant, the Ninth Spain, the Eleventh Sacrifice, the Twelfth Thunder Thrower, and the Twenty-second Devourer, all arrived at the designated locations.
The Second Trajan, the Seventh Loyalist, and the Thirty Undefeated are also ready.
In addition, there are the Emperor's Guard Corps and the First Auxiliary Corps to support them.
The dragnet against the Parthian army was ready, just waiting for his order.
"Forget it. We are just two super elite soldiers. Let's destroy the Parthian army first. I don't think you can cause any big waves!" Penilence is not a hesitant person.
"Mobilize the Emperor's Guard Corps to fight back against Babak's Burning Legion. We don't seek victory, we just need to delay time while the rest of the legions launch a fierce attack!"
The result of destroying the Parthian army was enough for him to ignore the discord and directly issue a killing order.
In just a moment, the Parthian army, which was originally unstoppable and had even killed nearly half of the battlefield under the leadership of Babak, was instantly hit hard.
Under the pressure of the Roman army, the original Parthian army basically formed a triangular breakout formation.
Originally, with their backs to the city, this formation was not a problem. However, after they had killed their way through half of the battlefield, the bottom of the triangle was exposed.
Although the Fars Sassanids purposefully adjusted their formation and filled the bottom with heavy infantry as much as possible, they still did not completely solve the problem.
With the pincer attack from the Second Trajan and the Thirty Invincible, the Undead Guards and Undead King Knights, who were originally at ease, were suddenly under great pressure. They withstood the charges of two super elite troops.
But they could only hold off two super elite soldiers and had no time to take care of other things.
The Roman legions on both sides instantly crossed the two iron walls and attacked directly towards the central army.
The defensive pressure on both sides of Parthia was instantly increased, and the reception area increased several times.
Babak was unstoppable in the frontal attack. He was able to handle the siege of the 31st, 32nd and 33rd with ease and was able to lead the entire army forward.
It can be said that the reason why Parthia was able to kill through half of the battlefield and get here was mainly due to Babak and the Burning Legion.
But when the Emperor's Guard Corps, with the support of the Senate Guard, arrived at the Burning Legion, Babak's offensive was stopped.
"That's it, Babak. Prepare to be destroyed!"
The commander of the Emperor's Guard Corps looked at Babak expressionlessly. He was actually a deputy commander, but in most cases he was used as the main commander.
Because although Penilunth usually hangs around nearby and can replace him in command of the Emperor's Guard Corps at any time, Penilunth is usually in command and rarely leads the legion into battle.
"Let's fight!" Babak took a deep breath, knowing that the time had come to truly test himself. Unlike those weaklings before, this was also a super elite legion that had arrived, and was a truly formidable enemy.
"Humph, you are at death's door and still don't realize it, how pathetic!" The deputy commander looked at Babak with a sneer. He was sure that Babak didn't even know that their Parthia was now half-hanging on the edge of the cliff.
"Kill!" But he had no desire to explain and gave the order directly and coldly.
Moreover, the 31st, 32nd and 33rd eagle flags directly passed Babak and began to attack other Parthian legions.
Although their three legions were suppressed and rubbed by Babak, they were truly powerful. They were all top-level legions of the Imperial Guard, mixed with Severus's guards.
If the guard work had not been taken over by the Emperor's Guard Corps and the First Auxiliary after Severus became emperor, they would not have been able to disband and rebuild the three legions.
