Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

As the bright light illuminated the sky, the marching speed of the Mongolian and Yuan armies began to increase. They defeated Rome in one go and pushed the enemy directly from the horizon. This was Timur's simple and crude strategy of expanding the outline.

This simplicity and crudeness comes from Timur's confidence in the Mongol and Yuan armies, and also from his confidence in himself.

"Charge the flood tide, suppress all fronts!"

Timur's expression was dull. Rome was an opponent that he could treat differently, so he would not have any luck and direct this war with 200% seriousness.

In just three waves of powerful charges, Rome's outermost barbarian army defense line was completely defeated and completely suppressed by Meng Yuan.

Although the backbone of the legions, such as the Second Augustus and the Thirteenth Blood Rose, withstood the flood charge, the Barbarians' rapid retreat forced them to retreat.

If they don't retreat, they will be trapped in a tight siege, forcing these backbone regiments to retreat.

The Meng Yuan, who had fought against Rome several times, had also figured out the Roman military system, so their goals had always been clear. Timur fully grasped the weakness of this army mixed with barbarians.

The first line of defense of the Roman army was disintegrated by fairly easy means.

The retreat of the front did not cause any chaos. Penilence, who was in charge of the front line command, was quite calm. Although Severus was the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he still conducted the front line command. Severus was in Rome and controlled the overall situation. .

Zhuge Liang specifically pointed out the threat of the God of War before. After deducing the military flag with Zhuge Liang, Penilence fully understood what the God of War was.

Therefore, he did not have any carelessness from the beginning and faced the Mongolian and Yuan army as a challenger.

The defeat of the first line of defense was within his expectation. He had long since stopped counting on these barbarians who could only serve as cannon fodder. The purely citizen army they had formed was their real support this time.

But now, the barbarians are just cannon fodder they use to drain the strength of the Mongolian and Yuan armies.

Rome knows this very well.

Timur glanced at the speed at which the Roman defense line collapsed. Although it collapsed at the first touch, it did have a buffering effect. The most important thing is that the momentum accumulated from the beginning has been vented.

The opponent's cannon fodder suffered heavy losses, but it did have an effect.

"The infantry troops charge, covered by arrows, to suppress the enemy's central army. The army makes a roundabout movement on both sides, knocking out all their flanks first!"

Timur calmly commanded the infantry troops to take over the attack, suppressed the Roman army, and then directly pointed the front of the troops at Ardashir on the flank.

Mongolia also fully understood the opponent's thoughts, so they directly decided to clear out Aldashir and the others.

"Cross cover, prepare to retreat, the enemy is coming towards us!"

When Ardashir saw the Mongolian cavalry rushing toward them, their heads were trembling. They wanted to fish in troubled waters, but they didn't want to fight with Meng Yuan.

"Want to run?"

Looking at Ardashir and other troops in the distance who had begun to adjust their battle lines and prepare to retreat, Timur showed a sarcastic smile on his face. He stepped into this kind of battlefield, but he was not prepared to fight. He is just a courageous bandit. .

"The arrows suppress the enemy for one round. The light cavalry moves around to suppress the arrows. The heavy cavalry prepares for the legion attack. Let me cut their battle line directly!"

Ardashir and the others wanted to retreat, but how could an army of hundreds of thousands retreat so quickly?

Moreover, in order to prevent them from collapsing at the first touch, Rome packed several citizen legions and elite backbones in their camp, in order to prevent Ardashir and the others from retreating at the critical moment, forcing them to fight the Mongols head-on.

Of course an ordinary Roman general wouldn't be able to do this, but Rome put a special figure in for this.

"Remnant soldiers in peace, are you going to run away again?" The angry question made Aldashir's pupils shrink extremely.

How could Ganassis, who once single-handedly suppressed Parthia and defeated Ctesiphon, appear here?

"Ganasis!" The moment Aldashir saw Ganasis, his mind was running at high speed and he understood everything in an instant, but it was too late at this moment.

"I originally thought that Persian Sassanid would be an opponent that could surpass the Parthian Empire, but I didn't expect that it would turn out to be even more rubbish than the Parthian Empire."

"If the opponent is you, maybe I can defeat Ctesiphon this time!"

"Rome will take back whatever Armenia gives to you!"

"Escape, remnants of Anxi, that's all you can do!"

After Ganassis finished taunting him, he directly led his own bodyguards to abandon their pretense and began to accept the command of the barbarians and citizen legions.

Ardashir's face turned completely dark. He had already noticed the anger and confusion in the eyes of the Persian soldiers and generals.

Escape without fighting is indeed the strategy that can preserve their strength to the greatest extent, but running away in this situation completely disheartened Sasan.

The talents he had picked up before would also be discouraged later. This was a conspiracy, a conspiracy to force Aldashir to fight.

"No matter what, at least you have to do it once, otherwise it's really over!" Aldashir's face was livid, Ganassis entered the game, and he had to fight this time.

As they plotted against Rome, Rome plotted against them.

Armenia was a hook planted by Rome from the beginning, and it was not until this moment that it was completely ignited.

If Ardashir was Armenia that was defeated by Rome, this tactic would be completely ineffective at the moment.

But Ardashir was negotiated from Rome, which immediately put Ardashir on the grill.

Just when Ardashir's expression was uncertain, Kushan's commander-in-chief Rahul came directly over and spoke to him.

"Join forces, repel them, and cover each other's retreat!"

Rahul also wants to vomit blood now. They were sold by his own people. The bald monks who replaced the Brahmins actually reached an agreement with Rome secretly, retreated directly, and sold them. Now they can't escape intact.

If they didn't join forces with Aldashir, they wouldn't be able to go back intact today. Even if Fu Men intercepted and killed them, Meng Yuan would never let them go.

Rome had been laying the groundwork for so long, but in the end, they used scheming and countermeasures to lock them on the battlefield.

"Okay, let's join forces and defeat them first!" Aldashir nodded heavily. At this time, he could only fight.

At least something must be done, otherwise the morale will be extinguished, which will be extremely harmful to an empire.

Unlike Ardashir and Rahul who were held hostage, the people from Buddhism and the God of Light withdrew quite decisively. face? Angry? These things mean nothing to them.

Just when Aldashir and Rahul reached an agreement, Meng Yuan had already arrived in front of them.

The three-talented Mongolian light cavalry rained arrows wantonly on the flanks, disrupting the planning of Aldashir and others.

The heavy cavalry of the Mongolian cavalry drove directly into the defense line at a rapid speed.

The absolute gap in strength allowed the Mongolian cavalry to quickly cut through the barbarian front. Although Ganassis led his personal guards to push forward, the situation was precarious and there was a danger of overturning at any time.

"Ganasis, get away with your trash and let you see the bravery of our Persians!"

Aldashir has the intention to kill Ganassis, but at this moment he has to take his own bodyguard to take over Ganasis's position. If he is really cut off from the battle line, then he will die.

The soldiers of the Holy Meteor Knights slashed with all their strength. As a legion that followed the Persian Sasanian Empire and was reborn from the ashes, they were the bodyguards of Ardashir and the military soul legion that carried the will of the Persian Sassanid Empire.

The heavy scimitar slashed at the Mongolian cavalry soldiers with an almost irresistible cutting ability. The heavy scimitar cut through the opponent's parry with almost impossible lethality, and also cut through the pseudo-miracle. The brilliance of transformation.

The terrifying lethality caused the Mongolian cavalry soldiers to immediately give up parrying and choose to explode with all their strength. The battlefield entered a white-hot stage in an instant.

The Holy Meteor Cavalry used its terrifying lethality and entered into a fierce fight with the Mongolian Iron Cavalry.

Ganassis's pupils shrank. No one in Rome could stop this terrifying lethality. This was an unrivaled destructive force.

"Hussar arrows cover!"

After realizing that the Holy Meteor Cavalry was the kind of cavalry with over-limit attack power, Meng Yuan's counterattack arrived instantly. The light cavalry's arrow rain combined with the heavy cavalry began to suppress the Holy Meteor Cavalry's momentum.

After all, legions with off-the-charts offensive power all have one flaw that cannot be erased, and that is their poor defense capabilities.

For ordinary legions, the defensive power of the Holy Fallen Cavalry is considered excellent, but for Meng Yuan's light cavalry, it is not enough.

"Peacock, suppressed by arrow rain!"

With a dark face, Rahul commanded the Peacock Legion that he was proud of to launch an attack, aiming directly at Mengyuan's light cavalry. He had to cover the Holy Fallen Cavalry. If the Holy Fallen Cavalry fell, they would not be able to survive.

Without elephants, the killing power of the Peacock Soldiers, who could only rely on the power of horses, dropped sharply. However, their burden also became lighter, and the number they could shoot increased.

"The incineration talent blooms!" Babak led his incineration guards and those dual-talented elites with unified talents, and applied the incineration flames to the Mongolian cavalry who were charging at the front line.

Arrows as thick as a bowl came off the string of Peacock's big bow, directly shooting through the unsuspecting Mongolian cavalry.

However, even if there was a sudden attack, this wave of arrows killed less than a hundred Mongolian iron knights.

The pseudo-miraculous blessing gives these Mongolian cavalry the miraculous power to distort reality in an instant.

Although Peacock's arrows were unexpected and powerful, they were somewhat unsatisfactory in the face of Miracle Glory's resistance.

"It's just a dying struggle!" Timur didn't take Ardashir and Rahul's counterattack into consideration at all.

Although there is resistance, it is only resistance. If you fight to the death from the beginning, it may be a bit tricky, but if you regret it halfway and want to reverse the situation, you should just go to sleep.

After scanning the battle line a few times, Timur found a flaw in an instant.

Aldashir and Rahul's front line command and dispatch were actually very meticulous, fully bringing out the effect of the two large legions commanding and working together, but working together means that they are not a whole.

Even though they were constantly retreating, there was no collapse. It was quite orderly, but the flaws still existed.

After all, there is another army of command system beside Aldashir and Rahul at this moment.

Expanded Timur once again threw in several Mongolian cavalry, killing them fiercely from the direction of the Roman barbarians. The Roman legion that had just been regrouped by Ganassis was pierced by Expanded Timur in just an instant.

The front collapsed instantly. Ganassis's military orders could be issued to the front line, but they could not be executed. The dispatch and command of the front began to be blocked.

Ganassis's existence became the greatest weakness at this moment.

The chaos of the Roman legion soon affected Aldashir and Rahul. The original strength of the defense line brought by the compression of the defensive surface suddenly opened several more holes with the defeat of Rome.

The Immortal King Cavalry and the Immortal Guards immediately began to block the loopholes, but Timur's attack was extremely simple.

After several Mongolian cavalry legions cut off the collapsed Roman legions, they directly blocked the retreat of Ardashir and others, and began to charge from the rear.

Rahul's hands and feet were cold. This was the first time in so many years that he had such weak thoughts on command and dispatch.

The Kshatriya warrior legion and armored cavalry have been bitten by the three-talented Mongolian cavalry on the front. The defense lines on the two wings are constantly torn open, and the rear is also surrounded. The opponent has made it clear that they want to eat them in one go.

At the same time, the arrival of 10,000 new three-talented Mongolian cavalry suddenly increased the pressure on Mongolia's front. The coordinated attack of light cavalry and heavy cavalry completely shattered the front in a wave of explosions.

Facing a near-death situation, Ardashir finally couldn't hide anymore.

"Bloom finally as a person!"

Ardashir roared, and the power of the Holy Fall Rider's military soul was completely burned. The white light almost enveloped all the Persian Sasanian soldiers present. Everyone's faith turned into a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, tearing apart the shackles of the sky.

With the gun pointed at Meng Yuan, Aldashir directly revealed his last trump card. There was no need to keep it, and it was impossible to keep it. If he didn't use his trump card, he would die.

"Imperial will?"

Penelens' eyes looking in the direction of Ardashir became strange. Did he really not expect that Persian Sassanid had transformed into such an empire?

However, when he turned his head, he suddenly noticed that Virgilio, the commander of the Tenth Knight Legion, was staring blankly at the imperial will blooming from Aldashir.

"I think I heard a call!"

Virgilio seemed to be lost in thought. He seemed to hear a call, an almost unrealistic call, a call deeply rooted in their souls.

"Parthia! Is the wait finally here?"

As the will of the Persian Sasanian empire rose, a flash of light suddenly appeared on the eagle flag of the Fourteenth Combined Legion, and then a figure rose up from the Eagle Flag Legion. (End of chapter)