Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Thunderous and windy, late to come, clutching his homeland, ever-changing, defeating the enemy with light speed, Penirens led the Emperor's Guard Corps and the Roman Guardian Commando, like a dragon in the middle of the army, continuing Nigel galloped through the gap left by him.

If the first auxiliary is Rome's last line of defense, then the Emperor's Guard Corps is the sword and shield of the Roman Empire.

The reason why the first assistant is the most powerful is mainly because of his size, with more than 12,000 people, which is enough for the first assistant to beat any opponent into scum.

The Tenth Knight is also very strong, stronger than Penirens expected.

But speaking of the strongest, the strongest legion on the Roman battlefield will now only be the Emperor's Guard Legion, because they are led by Penirens at the moment.

Many times, whether the legion is strong or not depends on the ability of the legion commander.

And Penilens' ability is undoubtedly the best in Rome.

"Didn't you expect that you couldn't complete the so-called miracle like this?" Penilence frowned.

The reason why he chose the Emperor's Guard Corps for his last stand was because the Emperor's Guard Corps itself was one of the strongest legions in Rome.

The original plan was to create a miraculous opportunity, with the help of the eleventh legion's sacrifice, to allow the Emperor's Guard Corps to cross the last threshold and complete the so-called miracle.

However, I didn't expect it to fail in the end. Although after the Eleven Eagle Flag independently sacrificed the sacrificial flag, the Emperor's Guard Corps had already reached the point of being as high as the sky without using their military souls.

However, this power cannot be superimposed with itself. The power of the Eleven Eagle Flags' sacrifice is eventually mixed with the will of the Eleven Eagle Flags. If the Eleven Eagle Flags are willing to completely sacrifice themselves, just like the eternal belief of Northern Xinjiang, they will die by themselves. At the cost, maybe the Emperor's Guard Corps can make a temporary breakthrough.

However, in order to directly sacrifice an Eagle Banner Legion or a decisive battle legion, the political interests involved are too great, and civil strife may break out first.

What's more, even if Luciano agrees, not all the soldiers of the Eleven Eagle Banners may agree.

This made Penilence sigh inwardly, but he quickly regained his composure and looked up in the direction of Tal.

Based on the fluctuation speed and frequency of the command line, he locked Tal's position. The first assistant had paved the way forward. All he had to do now was to fight out.

He knew that the other party should also have a military soul army ready to attack.

But Penilence was very confident that in a narrow encounter, the brave would win. He would lead the Roman Emperor's Guard Corps to defeat his opponent, and then take victory in his hands.

Penylens had been prepared to sacrifice one or two border Dukes for this purpose.

What he was betting on was that Mongolia would not be able to ignore the commander's life like he did. The so-called tyranny was afraid of being stunned.

I'll trade the lives of two border Dukes for the life of the Khan of your tribe. This deal is a bargain!

Penilence himself is not a good guy. He did all the dirty work in Rome back then. Now that he is bound to Severus' interests, he naturally has to consider Severus's political interests.

Didn't you see that he sent Ganassis to protect the parliamentary guards? When the time comes, he will follow the parliamentary guards and run away, and safety will definitely not be a problem.

The only unlucky ones will be Arnubis and Nigel. Using war to eliminate dissidents is already a commonplace method.

And Penilens did it without any sense of disobedience. After all, he personally took the lead in the charge, and Nigel and Arnubis were the commanders.

The cavalry on the left and right wings will inevitably target these two people.

Just as Penilens was running through the battlefield at lightning speed, Arnubis could no longer withstand the pressure. The Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side had nearly 20,000 and more than 30,000 natural combat forces, and the 11th Legion on his side had to withdraw directly.

Even if he relies on the barbarian to hold him back with his life, it is a bit unstoppable.

Alnubis, who realized that his position had been locked by the opponent, did not dare to hide his weakness anymore. If he did not reveal his trump card now, he would never have the chance to reveal his trump card.

The pressure is also huge on Nigel. After all, Arnubis still has Trajan and the Invincible Legion, two three-talented talents to support the scene, as well as the fifth Skylark and the eleventh to play the drums, plus there is a semi-disabled person. The First Italian Legion was beaten twice and could hold on for a while. The crisis on his side was visible to the naked eye.

The only flanks on his side were the Tenth Knight, the Macedonian part of the Fourth Eagle, the Seventh Eagle, the Eighth Eagle that had withdrawn from the front line and regrouped, plus Nigel's own personal guard regiment.

Although the parliamentary guards and Ganassis were targets, taking some of the pressure off him, it was still a drop in the bucket.

The Tenth Knight had already exhausted all his might to hold down Agula-Ulagai, and Nigel was in danger of being beheaded, visible to the naked eye.

“This bastard Penelance, could he have done this on purpose?”

Nigel cursed Penilence in his heart, but the knife was already on his neck. If he tried to hide his stupidity at this time, he would really be seeking death.

Nigel raised his hand, and the elf who usually followed Nigel flew directly into Nigel's hand, and naturally pressed it into his heart. Nigel returned to his peak.

Like Huang Zhong, Nigel also chose a certain secret technique that can store the breath of life. He usually looks wilted, but once he returns to his peak state, he can immediately attack at his peak.

"Open it for me!" Nigel roared and opened the monarch's talent to the limit.

Although he used it before, it could only speed up his own comprehensive recovery, but now he can let the blessed soldiers curb the damage they received, without even requiring the soldiers' approval, and it was completely stimulating Nigel himself.

"Asshole, you forced me to do this!"

Seeing Nigel reveal his trump card, Arnubis gritted his teeth and then directly raised the Roman dagger.

To be honest, he and Nigel did not want Rome to be defeated, so they decided whether to show their talents as monarchs instead of running away and sending the Roman army into hell.

Penilence took advantage of this and threw the two of them into bait.

"In the name of the North, kill the enemy in front of you!"

Albinus's eyes were on fire, and the Roman dagger he held high burst into brilliant light. At this moment, everyone was enveloped in the pale and dim light.

At the same moment, everything on the battlefield faded away, and then the battle situation seemed to be recreated. Everyone clearly watched the review and the subsequent development. Mongolia was defeated and Rome was victorious.

The dim pale glow disappeared, and what seemed like several hours of watching the movie turned into a blink of an eye and fell into the memory of everyone present.

The originally unclear direction became clear. Nigel, Arnubis, and Penirens all seized this opportunity and launched a comprehensive counterattack by Rome.

This is Albinus’s monarch talent, copied in the future!
A very powerful monarch's talent, an ability to get the future you want with a high probability, and to rely on your own ability to truly copy this future into reality.

Rome's counterattack began. The war had been rehearsed at this point, and based on this, the direction to victory was obtained. The Roman barbarians, the Roman Eagle Banner Corps, and everyone in Mongolia saw the complete process.

This kind of experience, which is like personal experience and is being replicated bit by bit in reality, has greatly reduced the morale of the Mongolian side.

Even the Mongolian generals were shaken, and the wavering of will caused the front to waver at the same moment. "The ability to predict the future is such a disgusting ability!"

Tal's face changed slightly, looking a little ugly. Any ability that involves predicting the future is a very powerful ability, and it is not common in the Mongolian Empire.

"Want to behead you? Then let me see if you have the ability!"

Tal stared at Penelens indifferently, and then turned on his monarch talent.

As Tal activated his monarch talent, the knight status of every soldier in the Mongolian legion suddenly climbed up a level.

"My talent as a monarch is very weak, but I was born into a powerful empire!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Tar's lips, which was a taunt to himself, a taunt to Rome, and more importantly, a taunt to his talent as a monarch.

Because of the monarch's talent, after training, he was transferred to the Fourth Royal Court and became a tribal khan, which was considered a good starting point.

But also because of the limitations of his own talent as a monarch, he did not receive more attention. The biggest feature was that he was not allowed to conduct wars to conquer the world.

In other words, it's not that it's not allowed, it's that it doesn't support him. Even before the war with the Ming Dynasty, he couldn't conquer a big world by himself.

And some people have been included in the top training ranks since they were born, and the empire level provides tilted resources for support. The six big worlds behind the empire basically come from this, and they are conquered with the support of the empire.

The difficulty level is terrible.

Tal's monarch talent, witnessing glory, can bring a permanent 1% increase effect every time he witnesses glory.

The definition of this glory is very vague. So far, Tal has only triggered it when witnessing the glory of the Mongol Empire.

Every big world belonging to Mongolia is brilliant, so his monarch talent and hard work for so many years have only only contributed 16% to the entire army.

Penelance recognized Taal's talent as a monarch.

"Witness the power brought by the glory of the empire?" Perennis sighed softly, and the emperor's guard army behind him burst into brilliant glory.

"If the Council of Guards symbolized the support of the Roman Parliament to the state, then the Legion of the Imperial Guard symbolized the pace of Roman conquest."

"From the Roman monarchy, to the Roman Parliament, to the Roman Empire, I followed countless famous generals and changed their names. I defeated Carthage, traveled through ancient Greece, conquered ancient Egypt, and crossed Mesopota. Mia.”

Perennis slowly recounted the achievements of this legion and the glory of Rome. As Perenis explained, the momentum of every soldier in the legion behind him continued to rise!
"And now he is called the Emperor's Guard Corps. Anyone who is conquered by me will be used by me! Come and fight!" Perennis' cross sword spear pointed directly at Tal, and the Emperor's Guard Corps behind him burst out with an almost unparalleled attack. momentum.

"The glory you have witnessed is only the legacy of the elders. You only witness, not create.

It's really ridiculous that he obviously has more powerful power, but it actually comes from inheritance.

The opponents I defeat will become the bones of my high throne, and the power you once had will also become a part of me. We are the frame for the king to conquer!

I have witnessed Rome's transition from living in a corner to conquering the world. I have witnessed Rome's fall into the quagmire due to the barbarian invasion and its humiliating tolerance. I have witnessed the empire's prosperity in the scorching sun.

You can't be my enemy at all!
Even if we don’t have those halos, even if we don’t have those losers who fall under our swords, even if we don’t have the abilities accumulated over hundreds of years as numerous as stars, our desire for victory will never fail. Because we are responsible for this empire! "

Tal's face was ugly. He heard Penilence's roar and saw the brilliant will of the Emperor's Guard Corps.

This made him fall into silence. In the face of the almost naked facts, arguing was meaningless. Only the sword could tell everything.

"Guardians of Rome, attack!"

As Tarr silently charged with his own bodyguards, Penelens suddenly withdrew, leaving the battlefield to the Emperor's Guard Corps and Tarr's personal guards.

The emperor's guard legion, which inherited the abilities of all Rome's opponents, faced off against the all-powerful and perfect cavalry. The two sides happened to be matched against each other, and they were fighting hard to separate each other.

Su brought the Roman guardians to suppress Taal's personal guards, but the Mongolian guardians around Taal were not completely vegetarian.

Su looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly. He had a feeling that the opponent was the same kind of existence as him, and they were all bound by fate.

"Come and fight!"

Without saying anything, Su directly plucked his own eyeballs off. Although it could not completely solve the problem of the shackles of fate, it could at least make him stronger now.

"Sure enough, they are the same kind of people!" Su's opponent sighed, then shattered his own eyes and shed tears of blood from his eye sockets.

The two of them fought together instantly, with such violent power that even the surrounding soldiers could not easily step on it.

Penelance looked at Tarr with derision.

Who is fighting with you and dragging you down? I'm going to start commanding and exerting my strength.

Commanding something like this has always had an invisible advantage, that is, the closer you are to the battle line, the lower the delay in commanding, and the easier it is to command.

Although Penirens, who was already deeply embedded in the army, could not take care of both wings, he could minimize the delay in commanding the central army's battlefield.

"Defeat me!"

Although it was different from the future reflected by Arnubis, when Penilens' close command shattered the command line of the Mongolian central army and liberated the first auxiliary from the gun array, Tal understood that, This time they lost.

The offensive from both wings failed to bite down the crumbling defense line. The moment the opponent resisted their onslaught with flesh and blood, they were defeated.

They fell completely into each other's trap.

"We will meet again!" Tarr did not hesitate at all and gave the order to retreat, leaving behind a warning that made Penilence's face sink like water.

Penelance knew that they had won, but they had won so miserably.

In order to win, they sacrificed too many elite backbones this time...

Being able to win for a while does not mean that you can win for the rest of your life.

The next time the opponent attacks with an entire army, how are they going to stop them? (End of chapter)