God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Winning is winning, and losing is losing. Reality will always confirm the outcome, and that's undeniable. But for Camillo, this reality was unacceptable, and the outcome was even more unacceptable.

The glory and history of never being defeated for over a century is not just a matter of pride and self-confidence, but also a matter of having a higher status when facing others, and being in a superior position due to innate factors.

After all, who would know that their opponent was a legion that had never been defeated in over a century and had even crushed other legions?

Faced with such an opponent, how many people wouldn't be cautious and prudent in dealing with them? And how many people would think they would win when facing such an army?
Compared to the possibility of victory, the more likely scenario is that, like other legions over the past century, they will be defeated by Trajan's legions and then accept defeat.

It can be said that Trajan's legion had a morale advantage over any Roman or Parthian legion, including the First Auxiliary Legion of Rome.

Although they might not be able to defeat the First Auxiliary Legion of Rome, even the First Auxiliary Legion did not feel confident of victory before the battle began. This was the imposing presence and dominance of Trajan's Legion, Rome's top decisive battle force.

However, this suppressive force was useless against the Flying Bear Army, useless against Duan Yun, and perhaps somewhat useful against the Three Idiots of Xiliang, but it became useless the moment they actually came into contact with them.

For Duan Yun, the talk of being invincible for a hundred years or having a hundred years of glory was all nonsense. Strength was strength, and weakness was weakness; no amount of boasting would change anything.

If he lost the mentality and will to continue fighting simply because the opponent was an undefeated powerhouse, could he still be called Flying Bear?

"I dare to fight even the White Feather Soldiers, who do you think you are?" Ignoring Camillo's roar, Duan Yun led his army to charge forward once again.

Skillfully using gravity conversion techniques, they utilize the self-weakening of gravity to increase speed, and at the last moment before colliding with the enemy, they directly reverse the talent effect to greatly increase the impact force of the collision.

The Xiliang horse, already quite heavy, combined with the force of gravity, generated an impact exceeding tons, sending both the rider and shield flying.

Forget super-fast reaction time, forget about invincibility of the mind; under absolute power and impact, all of that will be sent flying!
"White Feather Soldiers?" Camillo, who also heard the voice, was puzzled, and then his heart was filled with boundless anger and resentment.

It's an utter disgrace to compare ourselves to an army we've never even heard of, whose soldiers are probably from who-knows-where.

Trajan's army had not suffered such an insult in over a century.

In the past, when their legion appeared, they were welcomed by friendly forces and feared by enemy forces wherever they went.
Their presence will change the battlefield; they will decide the future and shape the outcome of the battle.

The shame and anger in his heart triggered a surge of power within him. With the blessing of Trajan's Legion's idealistic talent, the higher his spirit, the more terrifying the blessing became, and his strength increased at an extremely rapid pace.

However, Duan Yun ignored this change and launched an attack as always, forcibly blocking the power unleashed by Trajan's army and showing a tendency to continuously suppress the enemy.

"General Li, General Guo, we can continue advancing to the right flank to guide the Parthian army's battle line and simultaneously halt their gradual retreat." Duan Yun glanced at the center of the left flank, then at the Parthian army, which was some distance away but still positioned on the right, and relayed the information to Li Jue and Guo Si. "Can they hold out?" Li Jue, positioned slightly behind, frowned slightly as he watched the fierce battle between the Flying Bear Army and Trajan's legions.

The momentum displayed by Trajan's army was indeed growing stronger, and the effects it produced were becoming increasingly terrifying.

If nothing unexpected happens, the opponent is either in a slump and rapidly recovering their fighting strength, or they were just joking around before, and their subsequent fighting strength will be the absolute key.

Neither possibility is a good outcome.

Although the Flying Bear Army was powerful, it was ultimately limited by its numbers and was no match for Trajan's army in terms of sheer numbers. The difference in numbers was quite significant.

"I believe in his strength and his perseverance. After all, we also have our own mission." Guo Si looked at the spear in his right hand, his gaze fixed on the Parthian army on the right flank, his brows furrowing slightly. This was really too abnormal.

The neighboring central army was engulfed in flames of war, but here there wasn't even a wisp of smoke. The enemy forces were pitifully few, except for a seemingly elite and reliable Second Army Corps; the other troops were quite weak.

Rather than saying that an elite legion led two auxiliary legions to invade, it would be more accurate to say that only this elite legion was qualified to fight. The auxiliary legions were not qualified to participate in a war of this level; they were dispensable on their own and might even have the opposite effect when used.

Even if they really wanted to quickly transform from ragtag soldiers into elite troops, it wasn't something that could be accomplished with just words.

"It's alright, we'll leave a portion of the army to assist, and then we can withdraw the main force!" Fan Chou, who was also looking at the Parthian army on the right, had a troubled expression on his face, but he still came up with this method and action in the end.

The Parthian army on the right flank was indeed under the command of Sima Yi, and continued northward, because a large Parthian army was actually led by the local Parthian commander, Farssasan.

"Let's go!" Li Jue was a decisive man and knew all too well the price of hesitation.

On the battlefield, taking action directly is always better than staying put and waiting in vain. At least the former retains the initiative on the battlefield, while the latter leaves them with nothing. Being forced to make choices is never within the consideration of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

Moreover, Sima Yi must have had his reasons for making such arrangements in advance. On the battlefield, trusting the arrangements of the strong is a reasonable way to survive.

Although he still felt that this behavior was unreliable, Sima Yi, who was giving his all, did indeed have the demeanor of a commander, so Li Jue naturally would not contradict Sima Yi under such circumstances.

If the command is proper, everyone can survive. Being commanded, arranged, and obeying orders is nothing to worry about.

If the command was flawed, Sima Yi would certainly not fare much better.

Having risked his life to guarantee this war, Li Jue could certainly ensure that the consequences Sima Yi spoke of, in the event of defeat, would fall squarely on the enemy's head. (End of Chapter)