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I have never seen the Ottomans in my life and don't know much about the fighting power of the Janissaries. The latest news is that Leman Russ's Janissary Corps was beaten badly by the Byzantines, and Clark's Janissary Corps was forced to seek help from the Holy Roman Legion, which led to a wrong judgment.

Ryan said nothing and started with a Holy Slash. The surging divine power emanated from her six wings and transformed into thousands of golden flying stars. They soared, spun, and danced in the sky, and finally gathered on the two-handed giant sword. She waved her hand and blasted out a magnificent golden beam of light!

Maximilian instantly cast the warlock magic, Wings of Refuge. A pair of magic wings protected him tightly in the center. The golden beams that covered the sky were like a tsunami washing over the reefs, and could not shake him at all.

Ryan was not in a hurry. She raised the giant sword high above her head again. A golden beam of destructive light shot up into the sky along the sword, burning through the clouds. She swung the giant sword again and made two consecutive Holy Slashes within four seconds!

Maximilian's face turned pale, the opponent's speed of attack was too fast, the Wings of Shelter could not be activated continuously, and there was no time to use the Polish frost bloodline to freeze him. He could only use the magic shield to resist!

The golden light was so bright that his eyes would be burned just by looking at it, forcing him to close his eyes to defend himself. The moment the golden light was about to touch him, it was blocked by the magic shield. He frantically burned all his mana to resist Ryan's damage. When the attack was over, Maximilian was surprised to find that his mana was less than half.

At this moment, Ryan took a breath, took a step forward, and launched the third Holy Slash at the sixth second. However, because of the continuous use of such powerful moves, she was a little tired at the moment, and her speed slowed down a little. Maximilian disappeared directly on the spot and actually escaped.

Three Holy Slashes in six seconds, who dares to fight this guy?

"coward."

Ryan said coldly, pointing the giant sword at the Shinra camp. Many knights were frightened by her and no one dared to come for a duel. She walked around triumphantly and returned to the camp proudly.

"When did you learn this move? Three Holy Slashes in six seconds? You didn't do it to hit me, did you?"

Aenarion was also frightened by Lion's performance. After careful calculation, he realized that he could use Wings of Refuge to block the first one, and use Demon's Shadow to block the second one, but he couldn't block the third one, Holy Slash. He could only find a way to escape.

Lion glanced at Aenarion with a subtle expression.

"Uh, you're not practicing this just to beat me, are you?"

Ryan didn't reply, just snorted and went back to the camp happily.

The mutual probing between the two sides continued, and neither side was sure of victory, so neither dared to fight a decisive battle involving all the elite expeditionary forces.

After a series of small-scale frictions and battles, the two men turned their attention to the outside world. Diplomats and ambassadors from the two Roman Empires rushed into the royal courts of all nearby countries in groups, promising benefits and trying to win them over. Habsburg diplomats were even sent to Aenarion.

"Your Majesty, Aenarion. We, the Holy Roman Emperor, would like to discuss a deal with you."

These people of Holy Roman Empire are quite interesting. They call Byzantium contemptuously during war and Rome respectfully during negotiations.

"We can divide Serbia into two, one for each of us. This way, we can avoid the elite armies of both sides from being destroyed on the battlefield. You see, there are so many Janissary states in the Balkan Peninsula. If everyone is hurt, they will be the happiest. To show peace, we are willing to marry you a Habsburg princess. She is very beautiful. What do you think?"

Card 391: Driving the Wolf and Devouring the Tiger

"Thank you, but I have no intention of marrying. As for peace, let's put it this way. Belgrade, Severinburg north of the Danube, Anina, Resica, and Sabac, the four earldoms, can be ceded to Clarks, allowing her to become a great noble. However, the military fortress of Belgrade and the territory in the south must be completely returned to the true King of Serbia. Mara's Serbian throne is legitimate, and Clarks is just a crying daughter who is not favored by her father. Giving her some land is already the greatest tolerance."

Aenarion declined the proposal of the Shinra envoy, not because he looked down on the Habsburg princess, but because the conditions offered by the other party were too bad.

Divide Serbia? You must be kidding. Serbia is a land surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Without the Danube and Belgrade, there would be no passes and strategic points in the north for defense. Even if he got half of Serbia, the defense pressure on the northwestern border would increase sharply. If the Holy Roman Empire wanted to attack him, it would have at least four roads to choose from, which would be difficult to defend. The military expenditure needed to protect this land would likely exceed the benefits of occupying half of Serbia.

The Holy Roman Empire wanted to directly grant Northern Serbia to Krasnodar and let her guard it. The Habsburgs didn't have to spend a penny and even had to collect taxes from her. Could the costs be the same?

The Holy Roman Empire would naturally not agree to such harsh conditions. Serbia was like the center of a vortex at this moment. A bunch of nearby Janissary states made their choices under the temptation of interests or the coercion of force. The envoys of the Roman Empire had tried very hard, but the conditions offered by the Habsburgs were too tempting.

As long as they join the war, Bulgaria and the Ogre Kingdom can divide up the extremely large and rich Thracian province, leaving Byzantium with only one city in Thrace, Constantinople. Wallachia will own the entire Crimea province, Macedonia will be able to recover its entire territory and seize Thessaloniki, the second largest city in Greece, while marching southward into the Thessaly Basin, and Albania can get the entire Epirus province.

The Habsburgs directly made a preliminary plan on how to dismember the Roman Empire, and used the fat of the Roman Empire's territory as bait to lure the five neighboring countries to join the war. The Roman Empire's diplomats were powerless. They simply could not come up with more tempting conditions than this. Promising the territory of the Holy Roman Empire was not enough. The Roman territory next to them was fat with fertile land, while the Holy Roman territory next to them was chicken ribs that were tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

That night, Chagatai Khan, Aenarion's eighth magical pet, immediately handed over the Habsburg negotiator's promise to him intact. Aenarion thought about it and asked her to pretend to agree first.

In November, the worst happened. Sanguinius of Wallachia, Chagatai of the Ogre Kingdom, and Philus of Bulgaria joined forces to declare war on the Roman Empire. Under the command of Habsburg diplomats, they went directly south, trying to attack Constantinople, besiege Aenarion's capital, and force him to accept the agreement.

When the giant Gorgon heard that Thrace could be divided up, she even forced herself to stay asleep and woke up in the winter of November. She ordered a group of followers to stand beside her with torches 24 hours a day to simulate a warm environment. She did not return to normal until she left cold Bulgaria and came to the Thracian region with a Mediterranean climate. She sighed and said that it was no wonder that her mother chose Athens as her home base, as it was as warm as spring here even in winter. She wondered if she had run too far north that year.

However, Leman Russ of Macedonia refused. Last year, Macedonia was badly defeated and lost the ability to send troops for several years.

As for Albania, the Albanians built bunkers in the mountains, and no one cared. Ever since Rogal Dorn and the Seventh Legion returned to Albania, these gold dwarves had gone crazy, frantically building fortresses in the mountains of Albania, which were already easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Maximilian breathed a sigh of relief, recovering from the trauma of being almost killed in seconds by Lion. The outcome was decided. Aenarion brought the entire elite of Rome to confront him in Serbia. The only troops defending the country were the 13th Legion of the Ultramarines. He did not have the extra forces to stop the three legions including the Wallachian Legion from going to the Thracian Plain to burn, kill and loot, and try to launch a fatal blow to Constantinople!

Now, if I attack on two fronts, he will definitely be overwhelmed and forced to agree to my conditions. If I'm lucky, I can really get the whole Serbia!

While Maximilian was instigating the other nations to attack Rome, he was also using the century-old spy system built by the Habsburgs to try to make some small moves within the Roman Empire. Aenarion had only been on the throne for a few years and had carried out major reforms, touching upon many of the old nobles' interests. He now wanted to contact these people to see if he could do something, bribe them with large sums of money, incite rebellion, and stab Aenarion in the back, but he suffered an unexpected failure.

Aenarion's reforms were relatively mild. The old nobles retained their original land, wealth, and power. Although they had lost their monopoly, they had to share power with the new military nobles who had fought from scratch. They were somewhat angry and dissatisfied with Aenarion, but were far from being forced to revolt. What's more, the people they had to surrender to were the Germanic barbarians, whom the High Elves looked down upon the most. This was a huge issue of face. Moreover, their descendants were all serving in the Third Legion, the Emperor's Children, and were now fighting on the front lines with Aenarion.

Therefore, although Maximilian received many letters of goodwill, these elves were more cunning than each other, a group of thousand-year-old foxes playing Liao Zhai with him. They happily accepted the money and promised very well verbally, but there was no actual project implemented. No one was willing to do the real work, leaving me to rebel behind the scenes and reduce the food supply of the army on the front line. Fine, you defeat Aenarion first and destroy or severely damage the army that is completely loyal to him, and then I will start to work.

"These damned elves won't release the eagle until they see the rabbit."

Maximilian was speechless, and his prejudice against Byzantium deepened.

Well, let's see how much victory the three Janissary Legions can bring to me. I have tied the main force of Rome in Serbia. I don't ask you to break into Constantinople, but it should be okay if you can break into Thrace and cause damage to the richest province of the Roman Empire.

However, what he did not expect was that the coalition forces of the three legions could not even capture Adrianople, let alone burn, kill and loot on the Thracian Plain.

There are three routes to go south from the north to the Thracian Plain: swimming through the Black Sea, swimming through the Aegean Sea along the Meritsi River. However, the Ottoman Empire had not developed a navy, so it would be a miracle if the split Janissary Army State had a navy. The Black Sea Fleet and the Aegean Sea Fleet of the Roman Empire were already as powerful as Venice, dominating the two oceans with no rivals. This was simply not an option.

The last route is through Adrianople, sandwiched between the Meriz River and the Thracian Mountains. The Turkish name here is Edirne, once the capital of the Ottoman Empire.

Gilman led the entire Ultramarines Legion and stationed in Adrianople. Looking at the three legions coming in full force, she began the second round of the Battle of Adrianople.

The Iron Hands Legion dug trenches under the artillery fire all over the mountains and slowly advanced forward, building artillery positions and lines of defense to protect the artillery positions.

But at this moment, a large number of silver-armored blue-robed cavalrymen rushed out of the city and charged towards the artillery positions! Under the cover of the rain of bullets that covered the sky, they were like a blue blade, easily cutting through the enemy positions that had been blown up by the artillery, and rushed all the way to the artillery, throwing torches at the ammunition depot, destroying the Iron Hand's cannons in the deafening explosion, and consuming the coalition's ammunition stocks.

The sudden cavalry attack by the Extreme Marines caught the coalition forces off guard. They really didn't expect that Gilman would dare to come out and make trouble. Faced with the galloping horses, the artillery commander had to hide in the trench for temporary refuge. However, the extremely conspicuous helmet tassel on his helmet attracted the attention of this cavalry team.

The leading Ultramarines general saw him hiding in the trench, so he jumped off his galloping horse, drew out two swords, and leaped into the trench! In an instant, the clanging of swords, the sound of flesh being torn apart, and the screams of soldiers resounded through the sky. The Ultramarines were like a spinning top, wielding two swords and killing people in the narrow trench. The blood-stained swords spun like a windmill, and the broken limbs and flesh dragged the blood in all directions. In just a few seconds, dozens of artillerymen in the trench were killed on the spot by him!

His blue battle robe was stained with blood, and he climbed out of the trench with the artillery commander's head pinned to his belt. His horse had already run back obediently and was waiting outside the trench for him to mount it and lead the cavalry to charge again.

"I! Cato Sicarius! Am the strongest!!!"

Cato Sicarius laughed loudly, and the Ultramarines beside him cheered for their leader's bravery and their morale was high.

Filth was enraged and ordered the fastest White Scars to destroy this group of cavalry. Under the order of Chagatai Khan, a large number of ogres ran barefoot at a speed comparable to that of war horses, surrounding and outflanking them on both sides.

Cato Sicarius laughed loudly, holding the sword in his right hand, and took out a two-meter-long javelin as thick as a baby's arm from his dimensional bag with his left hand, and threw it out with the force of the horse's charge! Accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, the clanging sound of metal, and the sound of flesh and blood breaking, an ogre's nose was accurately hit by the special javelin, and the bridge of his nose was smashed into powder in an instant, and the javelin shaft shot through his entire head!

The ogre's huge and bloated body fell down, leaving a big hole in the ground without even a scream.

After one hit, the general took out the second, third, and fourth javelin from his dimensional bag. Every time he threw it, an ogre would be shot in the face and fall down. It seemed that his bag was full of javelins, and he could never throw them all away. Dozens of ogres were killed by his long-range shots, and the remaining ogres were so scared that they dared not move forward. At this moment, the cavalry came within the artillery range of Adrianople again. The artillery fire that covered the sky and the sun forced the ogres to retreat again and again. They could only watch him and the cavalry return to the city under the cover of artillery fire.

Chapter 392: War in Serbia

Under the harassment of the Ultramarines cavalry and artillery, it took the Iron Hands three days to deploy the artillery positions and then opened fire. However, Adrianople, such an important pass, had long been transformed by Aenarion. Outside the original city wall, a three-layer bastion was built with a composite wall structure of stone-mud-stone, making it impregnable. The Ultramarines' artillery firepower was not as fierce as that of the Iron Hands, but with the defense of the bastion, the two sides were evenly matched.

Sanguinius tried to organize an air force attack, and the vampire lords appeared on the city wall riding zombie dragons. Then he saw the most core members of Angros with two crows resting on their shoulders, and blue-purple wings growing on their backs. They also transformed into demons, soaring in the sky, and bombarded him with a casting speed far beyond the limit of normal mages!

On the ground, a large number of Roman auxiliary soldiers raised their muskets and formed a dense barrage of bullets, shooting the Undead Air Force on the spot. Zombie bats and undead ravens fell into the city like raindrops in the night, and fell into a pool of rotten meat. Some guys who worked part-time as necromancers even tried to snatch control of the undead dragons from the vampires!

The Ultramarines' artillery capabilities are not as good as the Iron Hands, their mobile warfare capabilities are not as good as the White Scars, and their Necromancer and aerial combat capabilities are not as good as the Ghouls, but the Ultramarines have all three, and are only slightly inferior to the extremely proficient and proficient Janissaries. They have no shortcomings at all, and rely on Adrianople.

It was a super fortress that fought back and forth with the three legions, and even relied on the blood transfusion of the entire Roman Empire to bring a large number of cavalry to harass and cut off the food supply of the three legions.

And if they concentrated the strength of the three legion commanders for a fierce attack, the effect would be minimal. The top forces of the Roman Empire were relatively well preserved. Not to mention the Angelos family who were a bunch of guys who could transform into demons, Caledo, the Lord of the White Tower, was also coming here from Constantinople to take charge, and he was not inferior in the competition. Chagatai Khan was still Aenarion's pet, a mine deployed in the Janissary countries, and he was really acting.

Half a month passed, and the three legions were helpless against Adrianople, so they were stuck there.

At this moment, the one who was having a headache was Maximilian. His attempt to instigate rebellion behind enemy lines had failed, and the three rebellious Janissary Legions on the move were blocked outside the country by the Ultramarines who outnumbered them one by one. After going around in circles, he realized that he could not make the Roman Empire collapse by small tricks. It seemed that he could only fight a head-on battle to the death.

Fortunately, their reinforcements also arrived. A large number of Hungarian nobles and herdsmen joined the front line in a mighty manner, presented a declaration of war and demanded a decisive battle.

If you can’t get what you want with documents at the negotiation table, then get it with swords and guns on the battlefield!

Aenarion gladly accepted the challenge, and the armies of both sides deployed and Aenarion divided the army into three parts. In the center were the two fully-strength legions, the Third Legion, the Emperor's Children, and the Second Legion, the Varangian Legion. On the left wing were the First Legion, the Dark Angels, which were all cavalry, the Janissaries. On the right wing were the elite Serbian knights of the Jorah and Joan brothers, with a total strength of 40,000, all of whom were elite.

As for the formation of the army of the Holy Roman Empire... it was a bit weird. In the center, fighting against Aenarion, there were Shinra Land Dragon Knights, whose number increased to 500 after the arrival of reinforcements. Behind them were thousands of mounted retinues, and the complex and intricate flags of the 500 families fluttered under the golden black eagle flag of Shinra.

On the left wing, the Hungarian Centaurs and herdsmen were fighting against the Dark Angels; on the right wing, the Raven Guard of Krakus was fighting against the Serbian Black Knights.

The three routes of the Holy Roman Empire were all led by cavalry, and their terrifyingly large number of infantry all followed behind the cavalry. Maximilian wanted to rely on the advantage of his own cavalry to break through the enemy formation in one go, and then a large number of infantry would rush in to destroy the formation and defeat the enemy in one go!

"Second and Third Legions, switch to a defensive formation! Pull up all the cannons to resist the attack of the Land Dragon Knights! Pull out the cavalry of the Third Legion to assist the Serbs in attacking Krakos and Ryan! Are you confident that you can win against the Hungarian troops?"

Aenarion gave his orders methodically.

"The nobles at the head are well-equipped, with chain mail and plate armor that protect their bodies very well. They also have lances, war hammers, and longbows. If they are all equipped like this, it will be a tough battle."

Ryan said confidently.

"But most of the herdsmen and horses behind us are so poor that they only have a leather coat. Many of them only have short bows and scimitars, and don't even have spears. With this kind of equipment, they still want to fight my First Legion? And they still want to defeat my six-winged angel? What a joke!"

"Then you should win slowly and follow my orders."

Aenarion felt a little relieved. The most troublesome problem on the battlefield right now was to stop the attack of those land dragons.

Accompanied by the high and shrill sound of the horn, the Hungarian cavalry on the left, the Shinra Dragoons in the center, and the Crow Army on the right all launched a cavalry charge! What a terrifying scene it was, tens of thousands of cavalry drew their spears and urged their horses to come! The sound of the horses' hooves was like thunder and muffled drums, continuous, shaking the world and raising dust all over the sky. The weapons and armor reflected dazzling light, and under the guidance of hundreds of flags, a metal wave formed, smashing towards the enemy like an iron wall!

On the right wing, Princes Jora and Joan drew their spears and angrily denounced Krakos' shameless act of patricide, which aroused the anger in the hearts of the Serbian knights and led them to launch a counterattack against the Raven Guard. The two cavalrymen in black robes and black armor roared and killed each other. The Serbian elites were like two dark vortices, rushing madly on the bloody battlefield! A large number of Yugoslavs turned into birds of prey and soared into the sky, shouting and fighting in the air, their black wings covering the sky, and the shrill cries of crows shook the world.

On the left wing, Lion El'Jonson also issued an order to counterattack. Under the protection of the Steel Wing Armored Cavalry, the Terror Wing responsible for the saturation bombing slowly moved forward. A full one hundred war horses, pulling fifty carriages and fifty 3-pound field guns launched a counterattack towards the Hungarians. The overwhelming artillery fire directly stunned the Hungarian vanguard and wiped out their edge.

They didn't know that the entire Balkan and West Asian tactical system had improved by at least a hundred years due to Aenarion's interference. These knights living in the Middle Ages would never have imagined that artillery could be placed on carriages to quickly advance and shoot. Some light cavalry tried to launch a sneak attack on the artillery carriages, but they were completely helpless in the face of the armored Steelwing. No matter how many came, they were killed, and they couldn't even get close to Dreadwing. Seeing that the enemy was approaching, Dreadwing even replaced solid bullets with shotgun bombs. The flying iron pieces in the sky almost tore the enemy into pieces in an instant!

After using artillery fire to hinder the charge of the cavalry, the initiative of the cavalry fell into the hands of Ryan. At her command, the Hurricane Wing Heavy Cavalry launched an offensive like a tsunami! The densely packed dark angels rushed into the Hungarian army like sharp spears.

In an instant, corpses were scattered all over the ground, blood was flowing, and in the sky, the Crow Wing troops, covering the sky and the sun, were looking for the Hungarian command post. They fell from the sky like a black meteor, and cooperated with the invisible and infiltrated Fire Wing spies to start a precise decapitation operation!

Chapter 393: Encircle and Annihilate the Enemy

The First Legion on the left wing had the advantage, and the Serbian knights on the right wing also achieved good results. Although the Raven Guard was extremely elite, Serbia's size was there, and the combat effectiveness of the knights and retainers was enough to rival the Janissaries. The remaining conscripted troops far outnumbered the auxiliary forces of the Raven Guard. What's more, Aenarion also transferred the cavalry of the Third Legion to participate in the battle, which firmly suppressed the opponent's offensive.

Now, the only trouble is the central battlefield. If it is an ordinary cavalry charge, Aenarion will not worry at all, and will not even drag the decisive battle for so long. Since he started his army, he has encountered the most Janissary cavalry, and he has gained experience in fighting them. It is simply a dream for five hundred knights plus some followers to break through his infantry line, but as for the five hundred land dragons and five hundred behemoths... he can only take a gamble.

Five hundred gorgeously dressed Shinra knights, holding special lances more than eight meters long, rode on the shoulders of hill-sized land dragons and charged rapidly. Their slender lances passed over the dragons' thick necks and the ferocious heads as big as carriages, and stretched forward another two or three meters. The sharp spear heads flashed a terrifying cold light in the sun. Some extremely wealthy knights even clad their land dragons in a layer of chain mail. The silver metal and white dragon scales kept colliding and rustling during the violent movement.

Two thousand meters, one thousand five hundred meters, one thousand meters!

"fire!"

Aenarion roared, and another hundred horses pulling fifty 3-pound field guns drove out of the position quickly and fired fiercely at the land dragons. One after another, three-pound iron balls weighing about 1.3 kilograms whistled through the sky and hit the bodies of those huge beasts heavily!

With a horrifying loud noise, the solid iron balls almost instantly smashed the pale dragon scales and sank into the huge flesh and blood of the land dragon, breaking bones and rupturing internal organs through the thick muscle layer. The dripping dragon blood gradually filled the bloody mouths of these monsters, and then overflowed from the gaps between the fangs, like waterfalls of blood. Although they could not kill them, they still caused considerable trauma to these monsters.

Some unlucky ones were hit directly in the head by the shells, which was a fatal injury. A huge dent was smashed in the heads of the two land dragons, and their brains mixed with blood splattered everywhere. They died on the spot. Their huge bodies lost balance and fell to the ground with a bang. Under the trend of inertia, they slid forward for more than ten meters, plowing a deep gully on the ground. No matter how the cavalry on the dragon's back shouted, they could not stand up again.

A Shinra knight was directly hit by a cannonball. He was not as strong as Lu Xinglong, and the plate armor on his body was pierced through by the cannonball. The impact force of the cannonball turned his soft body into a pile of terrifying blood mist, and there was no trace of minced meat.

A round of artillery fire caused the land dragons' charge speed to drop sharply, and the behemoths in the front row were also damaged. The artillerymen retreated immediately after firing a shot. It took them five minutes to reload the ammunition. At a distance of one thousand meters, five minutes was enough for those land dragons to rush at you and kill you several times.

When the beast rushed to 200 meters, the musketeers also opened fire. Thanks to their huge and clumsy bodies, the musketeers of the Second Legion could hold large-caliber matchlocks and hide in the safe back row to attack crazily. Thousands of matchlocks fired in three stages, shattering the darkness brought by the dragon's shadow with the thunder of Aenarion. Lead bullets hit the pale dragon scales, shattering them and splashing blood! Under their intensive firepower, some land dragons that were already injured by the cannons fell to the ground with wounds, wailing. The monsters that rushed to the front were also bleeding profusely, and their injuries became more serious.

When the giant beast rushed to a distance of 100 meters, Sisina and the other three Gorgon sisters also took action. These monsters were too large, and it took much longer to petrify them than ordinary people, but they also tried their best. When the enemy rushed in front of them, they froze all six land dragons and its knights into eternal sculptures on the battlefield.

"Damn it! This reminds me of the Hussite War in Bohemia. Those damned untouchables also frequently used firearms. How come these Byzantine elves are doing the same?"

A Shinra knight was furious.

"What are you afraid of! Even the Bohemian farmer's cart fort can't stop our charge, let alone these soldiers?"

The Shinra knight next to him bent down to avoid being hit by bullets as much as possible. Now, all that stood in front of the knight were the flesh and blood of the legionnaires. The halberd soldiers of the Third Legion and the pikemen of the Roman auxiliary legion who had madly poured into Serbia for support during this period, formed an immortal wall forged of steel and flesh and blood. Dense spears and halberds gathered together to resist the impact of the behemoth head-on. This formation was very helpless against cavalry, but it might not be so effective against the impact of the behemoth.

"Don't retreat! Don't be afraid! The Roman emperors of all ages are watching you! Don't let them be ashamed of your actions today!"

The centurions holding their spears roared passionately in the front row of the team. The soldiers held their spears tightly, gritted their teeth, and watched those two- or three-story-high monsters charge at them.

, and didn't take a single step back!

"boom!!!"

Amidst the earth-shaking roar, more than 400 land dragons ran at a maximum speed of 80 kilometers per hour, fiercely crashing into the spear tips of thousands of super-long spears and halberds! The terrifying force, together with the spear shafts, directly shattered the arms of these soldiers, and some elves fainted in the severe pain.

Lu Xinglong was not feeling well either. At this speed, it would be hard to hit a wall, let alone a spear that could kill people. Even if their dragon scales were strong, they were inevitably shattered by a dozen spears. Dozens of spears penetrated into their flesh through the gaps between the broken scales, and their entire front was pierced like a hedgehog. However, they still charged forward by inertia, knocking the first row of soldiers high into the sky like light and fragile glass! After flying dozens of meters in the air, they fell to the ground and died without a sound.

One centurion after another died in front of their soldiers. The soldiers behind them roared to dispel their fear and still refused to retreat a single step!

Afterwards, the second row, the third row... the sixth row, a whole six rows of soldiers were knocked high into the sky by the dragon's charge, and then fell to the ground like raindrops, knocking down more of their companions. The spears of the Shinra knights were like a string of candied haws, piercing through five or six Roman soldiers before they were completely broken and could not be used.

The Roman Empire paid a huge price and only then was able to reduce the force of the land dragon's charge, but those monsters were still rushing forward. With a slight lift of their dragon claws, they smashed five or six spears with a sweep and knocked three or four soldiers to the ground. With their huge mouths, they could swallow a soldier in heavy armor in one bite. The Roman Empire's battle line was crumbling under the dragon's charge, but their speed had slowed down. The increasingly dense forest of spears effectively blocked their charge, and the volleys of muskets continued to bleed these giant beasts. One after another, the huge beasts fell to the ground and could never get up again.

At this moment, the artillerymen had finished loading and opened fire less than a hundred meters away from the giant beast. Each iron bullet caused more accurate and deadly damage at such a close distance. The solid shells could even blast a transparent hole covered in blood on the body of the injured dragon.

"Take out those cannons! Forward! Forward!"

Seeing that the power of the Eastern Roman Empire's horse-drawn artillery was too terrifying, the commander of the Holy Roman Knights ordered the knights to continue charging. Seeing this, the gunners turned around and ran. The remaining 400-odd dragon knights struggled to advance among the dense forest of Roman spears. Hundreds of spears and halberds were madly working, making dents and blood marks on the scales. The knights had no time to care about such minor injuries. These spear and halberd soldiers were all responsible for holding the line. The ones who could really hurt them were the muskets and even artillery behind them. They had to be dealt with first!

Behind the dragon knights, the squire knights on horseback also rushed over. On the chaotic battlefield that had been trampled by the dragon, they stabbed with overwhelming force, knocking away the remnants of the Romans, and kept up with the speed of the knights. Together, they charged and tore through the Roman battle line, becoming more and more excited in the blood and killing. They held on a little longer and fought a little further! The Romans were about to collapse!

Under the influence of the Romans' shaky formation and the extremely high hatred value of their artillery, the Shinra knights and their followers fought too deeply in the central battlefield and were completely disconnected from the infantry in the rear. There was no infantry line in Western Europe that they could not break, so it was nothing for them to do so.

But until now, they have not broken through the Roman infantry line. Before their fierce charge, the main formation of the Aenarion Legion was like a huge "V", encircling the Shinra Knights who were charging in the center.

"Now! Let Ryan defeat those Hungarian knights as quickly as possible!"

Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Aenarion finally gave the order to attack, and headed to the front line! A psychic giant with three heads and six arms, wrapped in purple and pink magic flames, rose from the ground with a creepy scream, and appeared directly at the forefront of the Shinra Knights. The psychic giant spear transformed by the Spear of Dionysus fiercely pierced through the mouth of the land dragon, pierced out of its belly, and with a strong move, lifted the entire dragon high in the air! Let its broken flesh, like a bloody flag, flutter in the air, and the dripping dragon blood fell from the sky like a rainstorm.

The Roman soldiers bathed in dragon blood saw their emperor coming to the front line. Their morale, which was about to collapse, soared. They roared and waved their spears and halberds, and followed Aenarion to fight again! Several land dragons charged at Aenarion, but were chopped to pieces by five psychic giant blades. After a lot of effort, another land dragon bypassed the chaotic attack of the six arms and hit Aenarion's body, but felt a burst of despair. The Roman emperor did not retreat a step under his full-strength collision. He was like a purple mountain that covered the sky and the sun, unshakable. Instead, he was chopped to the ground by the six giant blades that covered the sky!