God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Having confirmed the main theme for the future, Vincenzo nodded on the spot and then returned to the army to take command of the front lines.

Even without a clear main theme, it can be said that the Tenth Legion's formidable combat power was overwhelming Ma Chao and Ardashir.

After fighting for a while, both Ma Chao and Ardashir realized that something was wrong.

The opponent was very strong, so strong that it was beyond their control and beyond their ability to cope, but neither of them backed down.

For Ma Chao, how could he retreat when even his own ally, the young Ardashir, hadn't retreated?

They were all young men, and his defeated opponents. It would be shameful to retreat first under such circumstances. Ma Chao didn't like to lose face, so he mustered his energy and went all out, hoping to use a stronger burst of energy to shift the focus of the Roman army to his side, and then force Ardashir, whose pressure was reduced, to retreat. Finally, he would rely on his faster reaction speed, combined with Xu Huang's two-way air control, to retreat as well.

For Ardashir, every war he has experienced so far can be described as a national and personal vendetta, and naturally he will not lack the will and courage to fight.

Especially in this war, seeing the Han Empire's army fighting so hard, how could Ardashir be afraid or scared?
If even his own allies dare to continue fighting, and keep fighting, how could Ardashir, as a witness to national and personal tragedies, possibly retreat voluntarily?
As a member of Parthia, if even he doesn't care about Parthia, why should the Han Empire care about Parthia?

It can be said that the two had different ideas and attitudes, but they both shared the same direction: a firm and strong fighting will. Under this will, even if the casualties were greater, neither of them were afraid.

Until Vincenzo returned to the front lines and faced Ma Chao!
"Demigod of the Han Empire, may I state my name?" Vincenzo, who had been somewhat casual, realized something was amiss after nearly being stabbed by Ma Chao in the previous two exchanges. Looking at Ma Chao's youthful face, he instantly recognized the other's identity and strength.

With the support of the legion's strength, and during the battles, the combat power that Vincenzo can unleash under the clouds is in no way inferior to the ultimate internal energy separation technique. Due to the special nature of the army, he even has some advantages.

However, even with these advantages, they still couldn't gain the upper hand, so assessing and guessing the opponent's strength becomes quite simple.

"Xiliang Ma Chao!" Seeing that he hadn't managed to hit his opponent with his two spear thrusts, Ma Chao realized that his opponent was no ordinary person and was definitely not one of those lowly soldiers with extremely poor awareness and reflexes.

As a true master, he did not show overwhelming power when attacking the soldiers of the Eagle Banner Legion. The enemy soldiers effectively deflected the force and counterattacked. However, the extremely large difference in quality between the two sides only prolonged the final outcome.

"I see, I understand!" Upon hearing the name, Vincenzo laughed on the spot, looking at Ma Chao with a smile, and said softly, "If I kill you, I should be able to defeat you!"

Before Ma Chao could even retort that the other party was arrogant, he saw a radiance emanating from Vincenzo.

The moment Ma Chao saw that radiance, he made a judgment in his mind, directly assuming that the other party was using a special secret technique to gain super strength under the clouds, and that he had the potential to kill him.

The radiant light gradually spread and appeared on the soldiers of the Tenth Eagle Banner Legion, then quickly coalesced into a unified whole. However, in just a fleeting moment, before this power had even fully coalesced, Ma Chao immediately realized something was wrong and roared, "Xu Gongming!!"

Having spent so much time in Chang'an, and with the dangerous intuition in his mind, Ma Chao instantly understood what kind of army the enemy was.

Although they seem to be somewhat inferior to the White Feather Soldiers in terms of momentum and condition, for a legion that can reach that level, this difference is no longer important, since they can easily crush them anyway.

The Miracle Legion represents an unattainable pinnacle, possessing strength that surpasses the world's limits—a level of existence that is simply beyond the comprehension of other legions.

How can they, who cannot even approach the upper limit of the world, possibly fight against the legionary power that surpasses the upper limit of the world?

Faced with Ma Chao's close-range roar, Vincenzo, who had no idea what the word meant, was about to unleash a miraculous power that surpassed the limits of the world when he saw Ma Chao throw a bag directly from the horses behind him.

"A mere trick!" Seeing the bag growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, even accompanied by a slight whooshing sound, and only a few meters away, Vincenzo used his spear to thrust it out directly, colliding with the bag's internal energy protection. However, this protection was extremely fragile, so much so that it quickly exploded at the moment of impact.

Following the explosion was a huge cloud of white smoke, which was flying rapidly toward Vincenzo's back.

In the instant it exploded, Wincinio, who had shouted loudly, also tasted the smoke and dust from the explosion and instantly realized that this thing was food - flour.

The soldiers behind Ma Chao basically followed suit, throwing out the flour sacks they had stored behind them. The sacks left a cloud of dust in front of them and flew towards the enemy, blocking their view.

"The enemy is the Miracle Legion, retreat!" While doing this, Ma Chao also used the simplest method to spread the information and then tell everyone to retreat.

Aldashir, who was already struggling to hold on, managed to sever his tail after suffering some casualties upon hearing these words. Relying on the two-way airflow manipulation provided by Xu Huang and Wei Yan, he used the power of the wind to gain a faster movement speed and retreat.

Conversely, for the Tenth Legion, the wind is not an aid, but an obstacle.

In particular, the flour thrown by Ma Chao's army did not fly south after it started from the north, but instead began to spin after passing over the army in front of them, forming a circle of flour that physically interfered with the field of vision in that area.

"Damn it, you despicable bastard!" Vincenzo spat out another mouthful of raw flour and immediately started cursing.

As a member of the nobility, especially a descendant of the victorious line, when did Vincenzo ever stoop to eating raw flour? Dry and unpalatable, it was practically inedible. (End of Chapter)