God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Severus's intervention caused a dramatic shift in the situation on Parthia's side. The rapidly changing battle and the shifting balance of power not only left the soldiers feeling confused but also filled them with a sense of the unknown.

The shifts in morale were even more pronounced; one moment they were in the lead, the next they were at a disadvantage, and then a short while later they were evenly matched.

Although the soldiers obeyed orders and carried them out, the Roman barbarian legions and Parthian regulars found it difficult to keep up with the rapidly changing pace.

This situation did not last long; both Severus of Rome and Farssasan of Parthia realized that something was amiss.

"As expected, they are not the elite of the empire. They are even lax in obeying orders. They are far too lax." Severus frowned slightly, his words tinged with complaint.

For Severus, the military emperor, who his soldiers were, their origins, and their family backgrounds were completely irrelevant.

As long as someone has the ability and fighting spirit, and is willing to support him, then the road ahead will be smooth sailing and there will be no obstacles.

As long as you are strong enough, everything is negotiable and there is always room for maneuver.

Therefore, in Severus's eyes, the difference between the Roman barbarian legions and the Roman citizen legions was not particularly significant.

The reason for the emphasis on citizen legions was that the fighting strength of Roman citizen legions was generally much higher than that of Roman barbarian legions. This led Severus to value the fighting strength of Roman citizens more, which in turn led to a further rise in the status of Roman citizens, and consequently, a further increase in their fighting strength.

Furthermore, it could also arouse the Roman barbarian legions' desire to become Roman citizens, making them more courageous and excited.

Despite these favorable conditions, the Roman barbarian legions still couldn't keep up with Severus after the delay caused by the Fifth Lark.

Compared to Severus's relaxed demeanor, Farssasan's expression was much more unpleasant.

The things they had arranged and even planned in advance were completely annihilated by the enemy shortly after they were exposed, and their own troops were also separated and plunged into a certain crisis.

This is enough to prove that the other party is stronger than oneself.

Whether the other party saw through my plan and countered in advance, or the other party is so capable that they can respond and change quickly even if something happens.

Regardless of which one it is, it's a manifestation of superior strength, only the latter is more terrifying than the former.

Taking a deep, heavy breath, Farssasan tried his best to calm himself down and unleash the full fighting power his army should have.

Although there's no longer a way to quickly advance through clever tricks, build up the momentum of victory, and reach the final victory, it's still possible to cut losses in time and leave this place with as few casualties as possible.

"Fine, though I don't know who you are, since you dare to make a move, I'm not one to be trifled with. Let me see what's going on with you." Realizing that things had taken a turn for the worse, Farssasan made a firm decision and ordered his troops to launch multiple wave-like assaults to further enhance their attack power and frequency, thereby gaining the ability to repel the enemy or create openings in a short period of time.

Of course, using this method will also rapidly increase the casualty rate, and may even result in heavy losses due to the harvesting of wheat.

However, for Farssasan, all of this was worthwhile. As long as the army could be withdrawn, there would be opportunities in the future. Farssasan, giving it his all, no longer concealed his vulnerability or the strength draining from his body. He launched a full-scale, relentless attack, using his formidable courage and unwavering resolve to thwart the ever-growing and increasingly powerful momentum of the barbarian army.

First, eliminate the opponent's momentum and curb their output; then, you only need to clean up the mess.

However, Farssasan, who originally thought he would clean up the mess, has now become the first one to step forward in the endgame, which makes him more hesitant.

"Very good. Since the Parthian army has been chosen to attack at the same time, it's my turn next. I want to see just how many experts Rome has sent, and who can stop me?" Seeing the Parthian army's situation deteriorate rapidly, Sima Yi's face was very serious, but he still showed concern and encouragement to everyone.

The situation of constantly withdrawing Roman troops, generals, and commanders was less stressful than that faced by the Han Empire, but clearly more threatening.

It can be said that as soon as Sima Yi finished speaking, subtle changes occurred on the battlefield at the front of the entire Han Empire, making it more sensitive and feasible.

Cloud formations and such are not something only Xu Shu knows; he knows them too. After all, he studied with him for so long, how could he not understand this?

Moreover, he knows not only cloud formations, but also the essence of formations themselves.

He truly mastered the techniques that allowed the Han Empire to dominate all sides, and even innovated upon them, creating his own unique style.

"Notify Duan Yun to unleash his full power and subdue the opponent." Feeling that he was almost ready, Sima Yi then relayed the order.

Time was no longer Sima Yi's primary consideration. For him at this point, a slightly later outbreak than the Roman Empire meant a higher chance of success.

"Unleash your full power?" When the corresponding command reached Duan Yun's ears, Duan Yun, who hadn't heard such words in a long time, felt a sense of unfamiliarity throughout his body, but what followed was boundless excitement.

As Duan Yun surveyed Trajan's army, roaring and fighting to the death, their indomitable and spirited will striking him, he felt a sense of disorientation during the previous battle, as if they were not the challengers, but the challenged.

Unfortunately, with his momentum suppressed, the Second Trajan's rapidly increasing strength was limited, so his passionate and high-spirited fighting spirit could not be truly demonstrated.

But for Camillo, these were things he didn't need to worry about. All he needed to do was fight, fight madly, fight without fear, because only in this way could he wash away the shame that covered Trajan's army.

"Full power unleashed? Hmph! That's nothing but self-deception. You mere Military Soul Legion, today I'll bury you!" Ignoring the unknown that was about to happen, Camillo chose to go against the tide.

If he succeeds, the once glorious and powerful Second Trajan's army will reappear in his hands.

Even without the Thirtieth Legion, they would still be the invincible legion that dominated the empire and was capable of being the most powerful legion of their time.

At that time, they will make the Thirtieth Legion choose to submit, so that they will understand who the true successor of Trajan is and who the great Trajan's Legion is.

"The spirit of the army is a miracle in itself!" Guiding the emergence of the army's spirit power, and looking at the Flying Bear Army, which was now almost 20% gone, Duan Yun directly used his hand to highlight the army's spirit. (End of Chapter)