Chapter 1086: Blazing Sun Riders
"kill!"
Bai He didn't know how many times he had shouted this slogan, and he didn't want to know.
He now had only one thought, which was to kill the enemy in front of him.
However, reality is not a fairy tale, and the enemies before us are not puppets. They will not stand there and wait to die.
The higher the virtue, the higher the devil.
The Sun Knight and the Thirteen Roses fought each other desperately, but no matter how crazy both sides were, the casualties always remained at a ratio of one to three.
“Poof~”
Once again, Baihe was knocked to the ground by Nareto, but this time he did not get up immediately. When the power of will was exhausted, even though he was unwilling, Baihe did feel extremely tired.
The number of Sun Riders was no longer enough for him to maintain his immortal state.
"Hahahaha! For Caesar! Kill!" Nareto was in a daze for a long time as he looked at Baihe who had not gotten up for a long time. The two had stabbed each other to death more than dozens of times, but this time Baihe actually fell down.
Is this the end?
The lack of blood supply to the brain caused Baihe's vision to become blurred and his breathing began to become weak.
The past began to recur in his mind, and his life of battles disappeared from his sight like a revolving lantern.
“Is it over…?”
People often say that they will see their whole life before they die. I didn’t expect it to be true.
Suddenly, a ray of sunshine shone into his mind.
He saw the sun, the sun in his heart.
An irrepressible feeling of unwillingness surged into my mind!
No!
It...can't end like this!
Bai He used all his strength to catch the ray of sunlight that seemed unreal.
He used up all his strength. Every part, every tissue, every cell seemed to have been exhausted...
"The sun is about to rise in the east, shining on the Fusang tree beside my railing. I stroke my horse and drive it safely, the night is bright and the sky is getting brighter."
The poem "Nine Songs: God of the East" that I had read before came to my mind.
Bai He laughed loudly and got up from the ground, and the haze in his heart was swept away.
If darkness shrouds the future, then he is the first ray of sunshine that pierces the darkness.
“Feel the glory of the sun!”
Baihe held his weapon high, bright sunlight emerged from his body, and the threshold that was originally invisible and intangible was easily crossed.
After witnessing Baihe's transformation, the soldiers of the Sun Riders woke up from their dreams, and the suns in their hearts rose deep in their minds.
"Well done!" Guo Hao held up a sun and descended from the sky under the protection of Lu Bu.
Bai He did not let him down. Under the desperate high pressure, he broke through himself and successfully entered the realm of military soul.
Moreover, at this moment Bai He has replaced Guo Hao as the commander of the Sun Cavalry, just like Gao Shun replaced Lu Bu as the commander of the Xianzhen Camp.
This moment is just like that moment.
But replacement does not mean that they gave up their role as Guo Hao's personal guards. On the contrary, they truly became Guo Hao's shield from the role of followers.
"kill!"
Shrouded in the sunshine, Baihe felt that he had endless energy. His fatigue and wounds began to recover under the sunshine. He had never felt so good before.
The gun tip smashed onto Nareto's shield. Unlike any previous attack, Nareto felt an explosive force coming from the shield.
Even after the force was unloaded and rebounded, the force still penetrated into the internal organs from the shield.
"Puff~" Nareto spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know what kind of attack this was.
But he knew that the Sun Knights could once again pose a deadly threat to them.
Many soldiers of the Thirteen Roses were not prepared, and under the influence of the explosion, they fell to the ground and lost their lives.
In addition to the opponent's explosive attack force, he also felt many abnormalities.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his defense was getting weaker and the consumption of his military soul power was accelerating.
It was as if... I had encountered Parthia's burning talent.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Nareto instantly realized that it was not an imitation, but the real Parthian burning talent.
At this moment, Nareto finally reacted and realized how the Tenth Knight had pushed them, and how the Sun Knight in front of him had bought the military soul.
It turned out that they all entered the Army of Souls by stepping on the corpses of Parthia.
Not only did the Sun Cavalry travel further on its own path, but it also annexed part of the burning power within the Parthian Empire's will.
In other words, the sun itself is the highest form of expression of the talent of burning.
The power manifested by the Sun Knight at this moment is exactly the power of the sun, manifested in two abilities.
One is the power of the sun itself.
To put it in scientific terms, this thing should be called the power of nuclear fusion.
By controlling light, inertial confinement is achieved, and then even greater energy is released.
This is also the true face of the attack that Nareto and his men felt was extremely heavy and like an explosion.
However, this thing is still far from the real solar nuclear fusion. The Sun Rider still has a long way to go before it can make the sun explode by rubbing it with your hands.
And another power attached to the sun is the burning of Parthia.
Because Guo Hao threw the fragments of the Imperial Will that were snatched back by the Yulin Army to the Sun Knights, and the Sun Knights' solar power and burning power overlapped highly.
Baihe and his friends easily mastered this power called burning, as if the sun itself was a celestial body that was constantly burning.
"Retreat!" Nareto did not hesitate at all. When Lu Bu, Guo Hao and a sun fell from the sky, he knew it was time to run away.
However, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.
But as the Sun Knight began to complete his transformation, Nareto knew that if he didn't leave today, he would never be able to leave.
The legion that masters the power of burning has always been one of the nemesis of these defensive legions.
Especially when both sides are at the same level, such a legion is even more disgusting.
The previous Thirteen Roses died because of her burning talent. This fact made Thirteen Roses feel full of fear.
Of course, the person he feared the most was Guo Hao.
In Rome, Guo Hao's appearance has been deeply engraved in the hearts of all legion commanders.
As a great general of the Han Dynasty who was almost equivalent to Severus in the Han Empire, they naturally had to understand this kind of person.
With the appearance of such a big shot, he will no longer be able to hold on on the battlefield.
Bai He wanted to chase after him, but seeing that his brother had not yet fully transformed, he finally sighed and gave up the chase.
When everyone had completed their transformation, they lined up in front of Guo Hao.
Now they are qualified to say that they are Guo Hao's personal guards.
When the Yulin Army hurriedly arrived, this was .
"From today on, the Sun Cavalry will be renamed the Fiery Sun Cavalry! Baihe, you will be the commander of !"
Guo Hao looked at the soldiers in front of him who were suffering tragically but still holding their heads high, and issued the appointment order.
This is also to allow Baihe and others to better break free from the shackles of the past and move towards a new future, and this new name is the starting point of everything.
"Yes!" Bai He saluted respectfully with his fists clasped.
Virgilio on the other side felt a little upset. He thought Nareto had killed the Sun Knight, but he didn't expect that the other party also took the last step and entered the ranks of super elite.
And it's the kind of annoying talent that the Burning Legion has. After sighing, Virgilio didn't blame Nareto. There was nothing wrong with Nareto's choice.
If it really is a great general of the Han Dynasty entering the battlefield, then Nareto is definitely not someone he can contend with.
Killing a Parthian king would kill half of their Tenth Knights. What price would it cost to kill the Han general? Even Virgilio didn't dare to think about it.
What's more, the Yulin Army is eyeing them covetously.
After escaping the battle, Virgilio also understood what power the Yulin Army used: the power of time, and they borrowed power from the future.
The one-on-one battle was forced to become a one-on-many battle, and he really couldn't think of any good way to deal with this kind of enemy for a while.
I can only calm down and plan to go back and train well to make up for the losses caused by my past performance.
And last-hitting is also a big problem. Thinking of this, Virgilio's face suddenly darkened.
If they fight to the death with the Yulin Army, both sides will surely suffer losses. Even if the Yulin Army can win, there will definitely not be many people left alive.
After all, they are people of the same level, and a casualty ratio of 1:1.0 is the limit. They, the Tenth Knights, will not be pulled down to the point of 1:2.
But the problem is that the Yulin Army is a military soul corps, and the difficulty of replenishing troops for both sides is almost the difference between heaven and hell.
Thinking of this, Virgilio's face became even darker. He suddenly remembered that the Yulin Army only had half of its people, which meant that the military soul's ultimate move had not been activated.
The gap between them and the Yulin Army might actually be as high as one to two.
The worst thing is that their number is only half of the Yulin Army, so there is no way they can defeat them!
Virgilio's face was full of black lines. After thinking it over, he could only go back to clinging to Caesar's thighs. This thing was beyond his ability to handle.
The withdrawal of Virgilio and Nareto made Penilence realize that Rome should lose this battle.
However, looking at the Thirteen Roses who had entered the Military Soul, he felt that Rome did not seem to have lost. No matter what, a Military Soul Legion was of great significance to the empire.
Severus's expression looked a little ugly, but he hid it in an instant.
After all, Severus knew a little more. If Virgilio could learn knowledge from the records left by his ancestors, Severus could naturally do so as well.
He knew more than Penilence, so he understood what Virgilio had done.
But the matter was done, he was powerless to change what had happened and could only accept the reality.
This is also a common problem among monarchs. Although Caesar recognized and chose to support his rule, the Tenth Knight and the Thirteen Roses all belonged to Caesar, which made him feel uncomfortable instinctively.
He was a man with a strong desire for control, which was a common feature of all emperors. The Tenth and Thirteenth were not under his control, which made Severus a little annoyed.
But he finally suppressed his annoyance. Nigel and Arnubis had already surrendered, and his position was secure, so he could just compromise on some minor issues.
It was enough that the Tenth and Thirteenth could fight for Rome.
"Treasurer, how is it generally?" Severus turned his head and sniffed Piponanus.
"Thanks to the two dukes, the wealth of Parthia should be divided 40% and 60% between us and the Han Dynasty!" Piponanus almost gnashed his teeth as he spoke.
He was really short of money, and had been counting on taking advantage of Parthia's boom, but he didn't expect the Han Dynasty to intervene and directly pick the biggest peach away. He was so angry that his back teeth were almost broken.
This was the result of Caesar's intervention, otherwise it would probably have been a 30:70 split.
Of course, even 40% of Parthia's wealth is an extremely huge sum of money, which can not only make up for the consumption of the war, but also make him more financially comfortable.
But Pippianus certainly would not show it. If Severus knew that he had extra money, he would definitely expand his army.
After all, the church has finished this battle and it is almost time to be kicked out. Five eagle flags are too many for the church.
It is enough to keep two, and the angel legions can just cut their establishment and let the church pay for them.
Once Severus knew he had money, he would definitely start building these three legions.
After all, Great Britain is still there in the north, and one-third of the force is enough to defend them. However, if you want to uproot these British barbarians, it is unrealistic not to use an army of the current scale.
Defense is always easier than offense.
"Penelus, the rest of the war is up to you. You'd better teach the Han Dynasty a lesson and let them know that Rome is not a soft persimmon like Parthia. There is a price to pay for picking peaches!"
Severus nodded and gave orders to Penilence.
"Obey your orders, Your Majesty!" Penelence took a deep breath and began to mobilize the Roman troops.
A killer move depends on how it is used. He knows that he has it, and the opponent definitely has it too.
However, the biggest difference between the two is that Penilence doesn't care about the barbarian's life. As long as he uses the barbarian to withstand the opponent's killing move, he will make a profit no matter how successful his own killing move is.
"Hehe, it's decided to be you!" Penilence looked around and finally fixed his sights on the Third Angel Legion.
A legion at the level of the Royal Guards is the best scapegoat.
Yue Fei frowned, and suddenly he felt that someone was plotting against him.
He knew that this was his intuition sending out a warning. At this point, it was hard not to trust his intuition.
After pondering for a moment, he turned his gaze to the soldiers of Iron Pagoda.
As the saying goes, it is better to let my friend die than to let me die. He roughly guessed what Rome wanted to do, and after a brief thought, he turned his attention to the Iron Pagoda.
As the saying goes, a dead Hun is a good Hun.
Although they were taken as vassal troops, if they could be used to exchange for other troops, greater benefits would be gained.
After all, compared with sacrificing the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, sacrificing the three talents of the Huns is obviously more cost-effective.
Moreover, the Iron Pagoda is ultimately an external force. It would obviously be better if the cavalry in one's hands could be transformed into Iron Pagoda.
