Chapter 1066: The Last Glory of Parthia - Holy Fallen Knights
"Ardashir, you only have a quarter of an hour. The Second Trajan and the Thirty Invincible are both heading towards you. If you cannot penetrate the legions in front of you within a quarter of an hour, Parthia will perish!"
Just as Ardashir was staring at the first auxiliary, thinking about how to achieve success.
A voice came into his ears.
"Who are you?" Ardashir frowned. A third-party force appeared on the battlefield.
But he soon realized that on this battlefield, the only one who could intervene in the war between Parthia and Rome was the Han Dynasty.
And the source of the sound is in the sky!
When Ardashir looked up, he only saw a shining sun, but that was the Roman secret magic.
"The great general of the Han Dynasty, Guo Hao!" Guo Hao passed his real name to Ardashir.
"Haha, the Great General of the Han Dynasty, I am really flattered!" Ardashir pursed his lips. He knew the value of the Great General of the Han Dynasty, which was equivalent to the Roman Emperor Severus.
The Han Dynasty is really mysterious. They can still interfere in such a place.
At the beginning, perhaps absorbing the Huns was really a wrong move by His Majesty the Emperor. Temujin and his men's attempts to leave also broke Ardashir's heart.
But there is no point in saying all this now, fighting is his only option.
"None of that matters. What matters is that you only have a quarter of an hour!"
Guo Hao withdrew his gaze and sighed.
The hymn of mankind is a hymn of courage. Seeing Ardashir fighting to the death, he was deeply moved.
So he told Ardashir about the developments in Rome, and he wanted to see what Ardashir could do.
But it was just a feeling. If Ardashir really succeeded, he would lead the Yulin Army and send Ardashir away personally.
"Ardashir should be able to force Rome to reveal many of its hidden cards!" Li Ru said calmly. There was actually nothing interesting to see at this point in the war.
Parthia was basically doomed. No matter whether Ardashir succeeded or failed in the end, Parthia was completely doomed.
Yue Fei also nodded, because Parthia had no more cards to play, so it was time for them to take the stage.
"Pass my order, march!"
Accompanied by heavy drumbeats, the Han Dynasty began to march.
"Damn it, is it finally coming?" Cyprian was quite annoyed when he heard the horn.
From the moment he was sent here, he knew that things were dangerous.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This is his life creed.
However, facing the Han army head-on is obviously an extremely dangerous thing.
If it were in the past, he would have definitely slipped away, but now that he was burdened with the last wishes of St. Peter III, Cyprian found himself unable to make such a decision.
"Frederick, the command of the battle is now left to you!" Cyprian took a deep breath to calm himself, then gave the order.
"Yes!" Frederick saluted respectfully. After only a short while, Cyprian's wisdom had completely convinced him.
Moreover, Cyprian gave him great trust and directly handed him the power to command troops. He jumped back and forth between the emperor and the church. This was the first time he had such power.
"Prepare to meet the enemy! Send the message back to the central army!"
Frederick calmly began to give his orders, while Cyprian looked solemn, like a stone statue.
As the Pope, he holds the position of spiritual leader and is the greatest inspiration to all believers as long as he is alive.
"The Han Dynasty chose to take action at this time?" Penilence inevitably frowned after receiving the news.
"The think tank said that the biggest possibility is that the Han Dynasty also has the ability to manipulate light and shadow to observe the battlefield!" Severus also received a report from the think tank.
"Well, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence!" Penilence nodded.
This is the final period of the war between Rome and Parthia. No matter what they want to do to the Han Dynasty, they are now powerless.
In particular, their top priority now is to first deal with the Holy Fallen Knight who is about to fight with the first auxiliary.
"Haha, Penilus, relax a little, believe in the First Auxiliary Legion, believe in Alessandro, the Second Trajan and the Thirty Undefeated will be here in a quarter of an hour!" Severus was very optimistic.
He had great faith in the First Auxiliary Legion. It was simply impossible to defeat the First Auxiliary Legion in a quarter of an hour, unless a miracle happened.
Otherwise, the First Auxiliary Legion would be the most powerful shield of the Roman Empire, a wall of despair that could make anyone sigh.
"I hope so!" Penelence was vaguely uneasy, but it was just as Severus said.
Even if the First Auxiliary Corps could not stop the Holy Fallen Knights, they would not be unable to stop them for even a quarter of an hour. That is the ceiling of the First Auxiliary Corps, the Roman Legion.
"Where is the Tenth Knight Legion?" Penilence changed the subject.
"We are already halfway through the journey, and we will arrive in about three or four quarters of an hour!" The soldier of the Fourteenth Legion responsible for the control of light and shadow immediately reported the news to Penilence.
"Hmph, you're so slow!" Severus said unhappily. The Tenth Knight was really too special, otherwise he would definitely find a way to deal with this legion.
This kind of battle is just a waste of time, it's just an eye-opener for him.
At this moment, Ardashir and the first assistant were less than a hundred steps away from each other.
"I'll kill you in a quarter of an hour!" Ardashir roared before the two sides engaged in battle.
Alessandro frowned imperceptibly, but said nothing more.
He knew very well why it took a quarter of an hour, because the Second Trajan and the Thirty-ninth Invincible were on their way here. If he failed to kill the First Auxiliary before those two guys arrived, Ardashir would be defeated!
The Legion of Miracles might be able to defeat the Legion of Three Talents, but it is absolutely impossible for the Legion of Miracles to contend with five opponents of the same size as the Legion of Three Talents at the same time.
No one knows the limits of miracles better than the first auxiliary. Although the undefeated Trajan defeated them, many of his men also fell.
These are the secrets of their First Auxiliary Legion, so he feels at ease.
The gun was pointed in the direction of Severus.
The momentum that Ardashir had been accumulating since leaving the city suddenly burst forth.
There is no need to keep it, and it is impossible to keep it.
Opposite them was Rome's strongest legion at the moment. No matter how arrogant Ardashir was, he could not hold back.
"For Parthia! Kill all enemies!"
The flames in Ardashir's hands spread out and directly covered the bodies of all the Holy Meteorite Knights.
The expectations of all the Parthian soldiers and the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the entire empire were all placed on Ardashir and the Holy Fallen Knights.
Once again, they stepped into that legendary impossible realm.
A fierce momentum burst out from Ardashir's legion. At this moment, the dazzling golden light no longer burst out from Ardashir's body, but from all the Holy Meteorite Knights. The gilded light continued to circle and rise, directly tearing a pillar of light from the sky to the earth.
This was the pride of Ardashir and the last glory of Parthia.
The legend of the third century, the Holy Fallen Knight!
At this moment, the Holy Fallen Knights led by Ardashir almost became a whole. The surging momentum pressed towards the Roman legion like a tidal wave. The pillars of light that pierced the sky and the earth, and the overwhelming momentum, all demonstrated the strength of the legion under Ardashir's command.
At this moment, all the soldiers looked back involuntarily, and all the legions that had reached the super elite level looked at the beam of light with solemn expressions.
"Hey, this is a bit exaggerated!"
Riding on his horse, Li Que looked at the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth in disbelief. It was completely different from what he felt last time. This time, the aura exuded by the Holy Fallen Knights was so great that even he could not help but feel palpitations.
"Damn, that kid Ardashir is so powerful now?" Guo Si was also a little annoyed. If they were confident that they could defeat Ardashir last time, they really had no confidence this time.
“If we face off head-on, we’ll be in a very bad situation!” Fan Chou couldn’t understand it. It was not like they had never seen Ardashir and the others before. The weakling back then had become so powerful now.
"We have slipped too far!" Zhang Ji's face looked a little ugly. It is not so easy to maintain the miracle. They have indeed slacked off in training in preparation for the battle.
"Is it really that strong?" Ju Yi was a little surprised when listening to the discussion of the four people.
All four of them were arrogant and proud people. Hearing such words from them was enough to show how terrifying the Holy Fallen Knights were now.
"Well, it is very likely that your ultimate attack will not be effective!" Hua Xiong glanced at Ju Yi and said simply. He had fought with Fei Xiong and Li Que and understood the horror of miracles.
"That's really scary!" Ju Yi raised his eyebrows, but didn't believe it completely.
Even if it was the Yulin Army, he and his vanguard soldiers could still bite off a piece of meat. Although they were strong, they were not without other strength.
"A very strong opponent!" Zhang Yu stared into the distance, eager to try. This was the second opponent they had met who was at the same level as them.
“I remember the intelligence saying that the Holy Fallen Knights aren’t a three-talent legion? Can three talents also lead to a miracle breakthrough?” Wang Min scratched his head, somewhat confused.
The Divine Iron Cavalry at least has the Flying Bear, which is of the same origin, as a pedal, but how can the Holy Meteorite Cavalry directly reach the flying turn?
"It should be similar to the Divine Iron Cavalry, but we didn't see the details. This is the capital of Parthia, where the will of the empire lies. It is not difficult to achieve this level!" Zhang Yu shook his head.
"I was hoping to fight with them!" Zhang Yu murmured, his hand unconsciously stroking the scabbard.
"What a miracle!" After Temujin wielded his scimitar to kill the soldier of the Ninth Eagle Flag in front of him, he murmured in the direction of Ardashir.
"The miracle of turning the impossible into the possible, what exactly are we lacking?" Temujin stroked his scimitar, his eyes full of melancholy.
If only the Han Dynasty could have miracles, then it could be explained as special. But now even a poor country like Parthia has miracles. The Huns have not produced a miracle army for so many years.
What exactly is the difference between them? Unfortunately, no one can answer this question for him, not even Ardashir at the moment.
Compared to the ease of the Han Dynasty and the complexity of Temujin, the faces of the super elite legions on the Roman side changed drastically.
"Is this a miracle? Speed up!"
Camillus, the second Trajan, and Laclile, the undefeated 30th, chose to speed up at the same time. They both saw hope for further progress from the Holy Fallen Knights.
"Speed up the march, something has happened."
Virgilio, who had been leading the Tenth Legion in a slow and playful march, suddenly changed his expression, and looked in the direction of the beam of light with an extremely solemn look.
"Commander, that is..." The camp commander of the Tenth Legion pointed in the direction of the beam of light in the distance with a serious expression.
"That thing can't be the Legion of Miracles, right? I remember it was called Ardashir... the Holy Fallen Knights, right?" The First Eagle Flag Centurion said with a raised eyebrow.
"That's right. We are in big trouble now. I'm afraid that no . No wonder they are urging us to go over there." Virgilio said with a sneer.
"It's useless for us to go there now, right?" Camp Chief Vincenzo said helplessly, "I remember our ancestors said that this state is considered a miracle, and it denies everything that is not a miracle?"
"In our current state, we can fight against the Second Trajan or something like that, but if we really face a miracle, I'm afraid we will be beaten up."
"We have to go anyway. Miracle isn't invincible. We can always defeat our opponents in a round-robin battle!" Virgilio grinned helplessly.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. According to the news sent earlier, the other party's target is the emperor. We can't get out of it!"
Virgilio directly interrupted the discussion of the group of people. Although they could obey orders and not obey proclamations, they would not be happy if the emperor really died on the battlefield.
They were already ostracized by the entire Rome because of the sins they had committed in the past. If Severus died this time, they would definitely be the ones to take the blame.
"Is this a miracle? So this is a miracle?" Alessandro murmured as he looked at the glowing Holy Fallen Knight in front of him.
"Hahaha, we've been waiting for eighty-four years, and finally we've waited for it, we've finally waited for it!" Alessandro did not have the slightest fear at this moment, only a burning and restless heart. The always silent and iron-blooded legion commander exposed his emotions at this moment without any concealment.
I don’t know who my opponent is, what kind of person is waiting for me, or what my final destination will be. I just keep moving forward with the shame of a loser. Now I’ve finally waited for it, and my opponent is right in front of me.
"Hahahaha, come on, let's wash away our past shame!" Alessandro roared madly.
Ardashir didn't know why Alessandro and the First Auxiliary Legion in front of him were so agitated, but he knew that the Holy Fallen Knights were now extremely powerful.
Even Ardashir himself did not expect that there would be such a big improvement after entering the miracle state for the second time.
It seems that as long as they want to do it, there is nothing they can't do.
