God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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After turning his horse around and reorganizing his army's formation, Atlatomé prepared for a second attack.

Although the casualties were heavy, Atlatomé himself was already used to it.

Army personnel came and went, and countless soldiers were replaced. As long as the corresponding results could be achieved, and as long as the path to saving the Parthian Empire was being followed, sacrifices were necessary and acceptable.

"Throw javelins!" Caracalla roared as he gave the order, seeing the Parthian cavalry had already turned the corner.

Whether the distance is enough or not doesn't matter anymore, as long as the direction is right!
The Third Army Corps, having suffered such a heavy blow, was simply unable to withstand a second wave of attack. The original positions of the corps were no longer occupied by orderly ranks of Third Army Corps soldiers.

The Third Army Corps, which is still on the battlefield, no longer possesses any army-level organizational capacity.

Apart from the organizational capacity of a few small units, the Third Army Corps was almost completely disorganized.

In this situation, if the Third Legion were to suffer another attack, it would essentially be able to say goodbye to the Roman Empire.

As the leader of the Second Parthian Legion, Caracalla, though unaware of the perilous situation, was able to sense that something was amiss.

In order to halt the Parthian Army's advance on the Third Army, Caracalla directly ordered his troops to use javelins, a medium- to long-range heavy armor-piercing weapon, to create a barrier through continuous hurling—a barrier that the Parthian Army feared.

It was this attack that diverted Atlatomé's attention to Caracalla and the Second Parthian Legion.

Looking at this large and elite heavy infantry legion, and then at the javelins falling continuously to the ground ahead, Atlatomé turned his horse again and said, "Retreat!"

As the order was given, the Parthians in the surrounding area began to quickly disengage from the battlefield, trying to get as far away from the current situation as possible.

"General Kirby, are you alright?" Caracalla asked as he helped Kirby up from the ground and checked on Kirby's condition.

"Your Highness Caracalla, thank you for coming to my rescue. I'm alright!" Kirby looked at Caracalla, who had quickly jumped to his side, and expressed his gratitude sincerely, with a hint of approval in his words.

Kirby was well aware of the situation just now, and he could better understand Caracalla's choice.

As the son of Emperor Severus, Caracalla would undoubtedly enjoy wealth and honor, but whether he would ascend to the throne of Rome remained uncertain.

After all, at this point, Caracalla's qualities, achievements, and the number of people who recognized him were not enough to qualify him for that position.

Everyone agreed that as long as they demonstrated sufficient ability, they could rely on Emperor Severus to resolve the matter.

However, merit is not so easy to obtain. Even if you blend in with the general situation, without any outstanding achievements, and rely entirely on getting by to gain merit and seniority, it is ultimately not perfect.

There was a very opportune moment during the previous battle. By using the heavily damaged Kabi Legion to lure the Parthian cavalry into continuing their attack, and then leveraging the sheer number of the Second Parthian Legion to outflank and, together with the barbarian legions, annihilate this Parthian cavalry force, it was highly probable that they could do so.

However, in order to save the Third Legion, Caracalla clearly gave up a way to gain a lot of battle merits, even if that way was not perfect.

However, for those in positions of power, some sacrifices and choices are an inevitable part of the process.

In reality, Caracalla had no such thought in mind. He simply felt that the Third Legion was about to be wiped out, so he led his troops to do everything in their power to save it.

The loss of the Thirteen Rose Legions had already enraged the Empire. If they were to lose the Third Legion, especially one under his father's leadership, wouldn't that be the end of them?
Each had their own thoughts, and after asking each other and understanding the situation, Kirby looked at the battlefield and felt a chill run down his spine.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Third Legion were scattered here and there. With his superior physical abilities and eyesight, Kirby was able to get a rough count of their numbers in just a few breaths.

The number of soldiers belonging to the Third Army Corps is most likely no more than two thousand, which means that the Third Army Corps suffered more than 70% of its losses in this war, which can be described as a serious blow.

Although the number of horses lying on the ground was no less than that of the soldiers of the Third Army, this could not conceal the grief in Kirby's heart at this moment.

“Pure offense, an offense without any defense, this cavalry unit of Padia…” Recalling everything that had happened before, Kirby’s face darkened considerably.

This level of loss is enough to warrant replacing the legion commander.

Originally, he had the highest casualty rate in the entire Roman army, but now he has become the one who has suffered the most losses in the Roman Eagle Legion.

Even the Fourth Lucky Legion, which has always been in the central army, is probably much smaller than the Third Legion.

“Parthia also has a group of decisive people, so this situation is not unusual.” Caracara offered a brief reassurance in response, then noticed the approaching sky in the east and instantly shouted, “Defense!!”

"Let's go. Now it's time to test our riding skills. Only if we run fast can we survive." Lu Meng put down his bow and arrow, looked at Sun Quan not far away, quickly greeted him, and signaled the troops to put down their bows and arrows and move backward.

The arrow that was fired at this moment actually contained a large amount of cloud energy. With the enhancement of the Armed Cloud Energy Transformation, it not only became larger and more solid, but also contained more and more violent energy.

Instead of using split arrows for a massive attack once again, Lü Meng's army used flash arrows, which had never appeared on the battlefield before, in this attack.

Flash arrows are basically useless in daylight. Even if they can provide a brief dazzling and intimidating effect, they are unlikely to buy much time.

However, on a pitch-black night, it's a completely different story, especially since these flashing arrows are a type of arrow themselves, so it's even less of a problem.
When people try to dodge arrows, aside from a few who rely on luck, most will keep their eyes wide open to observe the trajectory of the arrows, then pause to anticipate and deflect them, thus successfully surviving.

This kind of behavior, which is so commonplace and without any apparent problem… (End of Chapter)