My XX deal with Sister Nero

What Tony used was what he was most familiar with, the Ming Three-Section Attack.

The so-called Ming Dynasty three-stage attack is actually similar to the linear tactics, which is three rows of musketeers. After the first row finishes firing, they retreat to let the second row go up, and then they reload ammunition themselves. By the time the third row has finished firing, the ammunition of the first row is almost loaded.

That’s right, at this moment, the Odney First Legion is equipped with the most advanced weapon Tony can get, the matchlock.

Don’t ask Tony why he didn’t make a flintlock rifle. Although Tony studied engineering drawing in college in his previous life, gears...he really couldn’t draw them. What to do?

Well, the route to India has not been opened, and his own "gunpowder factory" can only produce too little gunpowder. There is no way. If it were not for these constraints, Tony would have pushed the Roman Empire into the era of hot weapons in one breath.

Or...if Rosa's research institute could help, that would be great.

The topic has gone too far.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards him with scimitars in hand, Tony raised his lips slightly: "Do these guys want to capture me alive, so they gave up using bows and arrows?"

Bows and arrows are different from crossbows. The accuracy of bows and arrows is not that high. Therefore, at a long distance, archers will mostly adopt a covering strike and use numbers to eliminate the enemy. However, if, like in this case, they need to capture someone alive, such a covering strike can easily cause accidental injuries.

So according to the general's idea, the Parthian cavalry should use their scimitars to first break through the enemy's thin shield wall, and then... take down the carriage in the center in one go!

However, the general did not know what he would face.

It's near, it's near!

The cavalry charge was very fast, and it didn't take long for the Parthian cavalry unit to reach the front of the Roman infantry.

"Something's wrong!" Just when the Parthian cavalry vanguard was about to collide with the Roman infantry shields, the young general suddenly woke up. From the charge until now, the Romans... have not thrown their javelins!

As mentioned before, when Roman infantry were fighting, no matter whether their opponents were cavalry or infantry, at the beginning of the battle they would first throw one or even two waves of their javelins, trying to kill as many enemies as possible, and then slowly advance layer by layer to defeat their opponents.

But now, his cavalry troops had already entered the range of the javelins, and even the vanguard of his cavalry and the enemy's shieldmen were breathing each other... They were already close to each other, but the enemy hadn't thrown the javelin yet. There must be a problem!

"put!"

Just as the general was thinking about what was happening, in the center of the Roman army, Tony looked at the Parthian cavalry that was almost approaching and finally gave his order.

Following an order, the musketeers standing in the second row lit the fuse. After a few breaths, accompanied by strong flames and roars, the Parthian cavalry running in the front seemed to be concentrated by something. They fell to the ground with screams, and then... they just lay on the ground with their horses, motionless.

"What is this?" The general, frightened by the huge fire and roar, subconsciously tightened the reins. As the warhorse under his crotch stood up, the general took the opportunity to glance around him and found that many warhorses under the crotch of the cavalry were startled by the fire and roar. Either they stood up or disobeyed the orders of their masters and ran away.

For a moment, the formation of the entire cavalry unit was in chaos.

Just like the Inca Empire's first encounter with the Spanish expedition in the previous world, when the 80,000-strong army faced 168 Spanish colonists, it was as if they were facing gods.

"They rode on horses, wearing armor on their chests, and holding sticks that could emit thunder and fire... They were like gods descending here."

Faced with 168 Spanish colonists, the 80,000-strong Inca Empire army had no choice but to kneel on the ground. The once most powerful empire in South America was destroyed.

At this moment, the Parthian cavalry was almost the same as the Inca Empire soldiers. They simply could not understand why the weapons in the hands of the Romans could emit flames and roars.

God!

These are the words that all Parthians can think of at this moment!

This is not the Romans, this is... the army of God!

Yes, it is rumored that His Royal Highness the Prince is favored by God. It is also rumored that the demigod Romulus, the ancestor of the Roman Empire, appeared in the world for this reason. So it is normal that His Royal Highness the Prince is surrounded by the army of God.

After taking a fearful look at the "God's Army" dressed as Roman soldiers, the Parthian general finally gritted his teeth and fled with the remaining soldiers like a stray dog.

"God's Army? What is that?"

Three days later, in a military camp, Tiridati looked at the report in his hand, stood up subconsciously, and said to himself in some doubt.

According to intelligence, His Royal Highness seems to have a mysterious army. This army is not large in number, but can use a powerful weapon accompanied by flames and roars to kill Parthian warriors. Is this... a magician?

No, probably not!

According to those court magicians, there has always been a saying in the magic world, that is to maintain one's own mystery as much as possible and avoid contact with ordinary people as much as possible. This is the rule for magicians passed down from the Age of Gods. So perhaps the Roman Empire, like the Parthian Empire, also had a certain number of court magicians, but... this number certainly could not be as many as hundreds as described in the letter!

PS: It’s amazing, seriously, not only have I just finished writing a chapter at this time, I haven’t even had dinner yet…

According to the plan, I had a little free time today so I could write two chapters, but what I didn’t expect was that my college roommate was really… He was poor and wanted to make some extra money. I said okay, and then asked me to help him. I understand that he trusted me but didn’t trust the people I found, but he had too many problems… And many things that we didn’t think were risks were also risks in his eyes. Even after I proposed a solution, he was still worried about what would happen? What if it didn’t work?

I really wanted to throw the phone away several times. We talked in the afternoon and evening, and continued talking until after midnight... I really give up. It's better to just give up if you are afraid of this and that. It's really true.

Chapter 504: God's Coming to the World (Part 1)

Therefore, the enemy’s army is definitely not composed of magicians. If so, this number is too terrifying!

But the opponent is not a magician, so what is it? What on earth can make such a huge roar and fire? Is it a new weapon?

Or, is it really the army of God?

If this is really the Army of God...

Subconsciously clenching the paper in his hand into a ball, Tiridates stood up and said gloomily, "Pass the order down, rest here for a day, and then... order the army to march at night and raid Prince Odney's forces!"

"Yes!"

Just as Tiridates ordered the entire army to assemble and prepare to raid Prince Odeni's forces, on the other side.

After two days of marching, Tony finally arrived in Juliopolis.

"Actually... little Tony, I feel that your war... is quite simple." After calming down, Ta Miao sat on the sofa in the study and said to Tony with his head tilted.

"Simple? Emmmm... I remember that Sister Ata lived in the Age of Gods, right? According to my understanding of history, during the Age of Gods, the so-called wars were, in fact, all about personal bravery. That's why there were so many heroes during the Age of Gods, heroes like Achilles and Leonidas I. After the emergence of tactics, individual heroes gradually became less and less. So in this era, tactics determine the victory of a battle."

Tony paused before continuing, "Of course, due to the limitations of the times, many famous generals of the Roman Empire, including those on the front lines, may think the same way now. What tactics should we use to defeat the enemy? But my idea may be different from theirs. If our equipment is advanced enough, we can completely defeat the enemy with force. No matter what tactics are used, can't we just push forward and be done with it?"

"So... that fire-breathing pipe is the advanced equipment you invented?" After hearing Tony's answer, Ta Miao suddenly remembered that in the battle two days ago, the fire-breathing pipe used by the Roman soldiers... should be the so-called new equipment, right?

Indeed, this equipment... is really powerful.

Although the term "job classification" is only used by Servants and not Heroic Spirits, Heroic Spirits were once humans or gods, and they also have their own strengths and weaknesses. For example, Tamiao is good at bows and arrows, so... it is easier for him to understand than other Heroic Spirits how powerful this tube that can spit fire is!

However, Tony was right. With such equipment, there was really no need for any tactics.

So...why is this little guy so smart?

After Tony entered Juliopolis, the situation in the entire Anatolian Peninsula became very delicate.

Taking into account the needs of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and in the absence of logistical supplies, Tiridates ordered the army to disperse and supply locally, and to destroy the Asia Minor Peninsula as much as possible. It was precisely because Tiridates chose to divide the troops that the Roman army on the Parthian front dared to boldly allocate troops to ensure its own supply line as much as possible and disperse the Parthian cavalry in several vassal states.

What about Bruce? In order to atone for his sins, after leaving half of the army behind, Bruce personally led the Guards to defend the Asia Minor Peninsula, attempting to take advantage of the enemy's division to annihilate as many of the Parthian cavalry as possible. In addition to the Roman Empire's field army, in order to defend the city, local governments also raised national armies, intending to use the city's defense advantages to defend against the attack of the Parthian cavalry.

So... before Tony intervened, the entire Asia Minor Peninsula was in chaos. The local national army, the imperial guards, the field army on the front line, plus the armies of the vassal states of the Roman Empire and the Parthian cavalry, all the forces were intertwined. Now Tony's Odenian First Legion has arrived. What do you think should be done?

All the departments of the Roman Empire knew that Tony's appearance meant that Tiridates would most likely quickly assemble troops to capture our Prince alive, and if these local troops wanted to protect His Royal Highness... Sorry, because the Empire had almost transferred all the manpower it could to the front line, and to be honest, the remaining national army was already struggling to defend the city, let alone go out to rescue Tony.

So everyone is looking forward to it, looking forward to our little prince staying in the city obediently. After all... the city is protected by the city walls, and the Parthian cavalry is currently banging their heads against the wall, and they should not be able to break open the gate of the Roman Empire city.

But is our little prince really so obedient?

After resting for two days in Juliopolis and replenishing supplies, early in the morning of the third day, Tony, despite the dissuasion of the governor of Juliopolis, led his troops out of the city and continued to march eastward.

"General, Prince Odenis of the Roman Empire has left Juliopolis." On a hillside about dozens of miles away from Tony, a general of the Parthian Empire came to Tiridates and reported to him with his head down.

"Have we left the city?" There was a gleam of light in Tiridates' eyes. After taking a look at the crowd of heads behind him, he quickly jumped on his horse and waved to the generals behind him.

The generals who received the secret signal quickly dispersed and went to various units to convey Tiridates' orders.

Soon, under the command of Tiridates, all the Parthian cavalry followed Tiridates and slowly walked towards the direction where Tony was.

……

"I always feel like something is wrong today." In the carriage, Tony muttered to himself as he felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster.

Since he was very young in his previous life, Tony had an almost instinctive foresight of danger. When danger came, he would instinctively throw the comic book in his hand into the drawer, and then pretend to be doing his homework seriously... Yes, basically within less than ten seconds after he pretended to be doing his homework seriously, his parents would appear at the door to see if Tony was really studying hard.

At this moment, Tony felt like when he was a child and his parents were about to appear at his door. His heart beat faster and he was enveloped by a sense of crisis.

"I'm afraid... Tiridati is coming!" After quickly assessing the situation, Tony came up with the most reliable guess for himself at the moment!

"Sister Mary." Tony took a deep breath, stuck his head out of the car window, and called his chief guard. He said to Mary with a serious face: "Pass the order, the army should be ready for battle. At the same time... please also ask those demigods and heroes to be ready for battle. I think... our guests will be here soon!"

PS: It’s been a long time since I fell asleep in the middle of writing… ahem, here’s the thing. Didn’t I say the day before yesterday that I have a classmate who wanted to earn some extra money? So I talked to him on the phone all day the day before yesterday, and I went to talk to him yesterday… I was so tired, so I came back to write, and while I was writing it was almost nine o’clock, and I fell asleep, ahem, I got up early today, so there are still updates to come!

Chapter 505: God's Coming to the World (Part 2)

The guests were indeed arriving.

Following Tony's order, not long after all the musketeers finished loading the bullets, Tony relied on his clairvoyance to see the Parthian cavalry appearing hundreds of meters away.

"Are they coming?" Tony suddenly raised the corner of his mouth when looking at these scouts. Although he had scared off three thousand cavalrymen before, that time he only scared them off. Of the three thousand Parthian cavalrymen, only a hundred or so remained on the battlefield forever. Most of the remaining Parthian cavalrymen fled in panic because they were frightened by this new type of weapon that they had never seen before. So overall, the three thousand cavalrymen did not suffer any major casualties.

Therefore, Tony understood that the biggest role of the matchlock and hand cannon in his hand was to scare the enemy. If it could scare off these tens of thousands of troops, it would be good. But if he ran out of tricks and they became resistant and no longer afraid after being scared a few times, then... he could only send out the heroes!

Well, anyway...

"Here they come!" At this moment, Ta Meow, who had been following Tony's carriage, suddenly twitched his ears. He looked at the empty horizon in the distance with an alert face and suddenly shouted.

Are you coming?

Hearing Ta-Meow's warning, Tony quickly poked his head out and shouted to Mary, "Order the entire army to defend on the spot!"

"Defend where you are!" Hearing Tony's order, Mary raised her left hand and shouted to the soldiers around her.

"Defend on the spot!" Under the orders of the centurions, the entire Roman legion quickly formed a standard defensive battle formation, with shieldmen in the front, musketeers in the back, and Tony's personal guards and heroes in the innermost.

Not long after, accompanied by roars and the shaking of the earth, countless small black dots suddenly appeared on the distant horizon, like a torrent, rushing towards the direction of the Odney First Legion!

"Defensive formation?" Tiridates glanced at the Roman army formation meaningfully. On the hillside not far away, he nodded thoughtfully and muttered to himself, "It's a little different from the traditional Roman defensive formation. The top is not blocked by shields. In other words, the enemy should... have some kind of projectile weapon like a bow and arrow?"

Touching his chin, Tiridates suddenly raised his hand, signaling the messenger to order the cavalry to change their formation and adopt the Parthian circle!

"Huh?" Seeing the enemy cavalry suddenly running to his side, Tony certainly understood that the enemy was going to adopt the Parthian circle formation. Until now, the tactics adopted by Tiridates were very conventional, belonging to the textbook Parthian tactics.

However, Tony couldn't just keep wasting time with the Parthians.

Although the matchlock gun completely crushed the bow and arrow in terms of accuracy, this new type of matchlock gun was far inferior to the bow and arrow in terms of range. If the opponent's Parthian circle formation closed, if the opponent launched a wave of tentative shooting, then... tens of thousands of bows and arrows... well, I'm afraid I would be killed on the spot.

So... according to the current situation, I can only send out heroes in advance to carry out the decapitation operation!

"Hercules is charging in the front, Atalanta is sniping the enemy officers from a distance, the two Egyptian pharaohs... are using Egyptian magic to harass the enemy, and then... the enemy's target is me, so let's rush forward in one go!" Standing on the shaft of the carriage, Tony took a deep breath and slowly drew out the dagger from his waist.

At this moment, he has not yet had any representative anecdotes that will be passed down through the ages, so even though Tony has obtained the blessing of the Heroic Spirit, the column for Noble Phantasm is still blank.

He only has the power of a heroic spirit, but he does not have the treasures that a heroic spirit should have.

Compared to Nero, he is more like an incomplete heroic spirit.

Well, no matter what, even without a Noble Phantasm, Tony, who has obtained the power of the Heroic Spirit, has a combat capability far beyond that of ordinary people.

When in Rome, Tamiao made it clear to Uncle B that if they wanted to find Katniss as soon as possible, the best way would be to rely on the Roman Empire and get the Roman Empire's state machine up and running, because this would be more efficient and would make it easier to find Katniss.

If Tony wants to mobilize the state machinery to find Kenis as soon as possible, then there is no doubt that he must first help him resolve the war with the Parthian Empire, because only by resolving this war can the Roman Empire free up its hands to help find people.

To be honest, Uncle B is not stupid when he is not going berserk. After all, he is a famous hero in Greek mythology. If he were a fool... Uncle B should still be carrying the sky on his back instead of Atlas, right?

In short, Uncle B, who knew the importance of this battle, could be said to have fought without reservation from the very beginning. He let out a long roar to the sky, holding the axe sword made of the bedrock of the temple in one hand, and rushed into the Parthian cavalry camp in a very violent manner.

"Who?"

I have to say that Hercules is really too big. Just imagine, a 2.5-meter-tall muscular man standing in the crowd is already very outstanding, and now he is rushing out of the crowd. How scary would that scene be?

Therefore, the Parthian cavalry who were frightened by Hercules subconsciously drew their bows and arrows and shot at Hercules!

However, Hercules was not afraid of this.

"The Twelve Glories, the first trial: the fur coat of the divine beast."

Along with Hercules' low voice, a long cloth with a very simple shape appeared out of thin air on Hercules' body, wrapping his majestic and strong body in it.

Almost at the same time, hundreds of arrows fell from the air and stabbed Hercules fiercely.

"It's done!" Standing on the hillside not far away, Tiridates smiled. Although he didn't know his name, his unusual figure fully proved that he should have been a famous gladiator in the Roman Empire, right?

Being sent out by the prince to lead the charge, this guy must be quite skilled. However... he didn't dodge or evade, and just endured hundreds of arrows. He would definitely not survive.

What a pity, such a brave general was lost. How great it would be if he could be conquered by the Parthian Empire?

However, just when Tiridates had finished thinking about all these things, the scene before him almost made him drop his jaw!

Facing hundreds of arrows, Hercules neither dodged nor evaded. When these hundreds of arrows hit him, it was as if they hit iron armor. Not only did they fail to break the defense, but they also made a strange sound of metal colliding!

"The fur of a mythical beast..." Standing on the shaft of the carriage, Tony smacked his lips as he looked at the fur cloth on Hercules. Uncle B is always Uncle B. He never drags his feet and always uses his treasure right away. This kind of personality... I like it!

PS: Thanks to "六点半12" for the tip of a blade ~ Thank you ~

Chapter 506: God's Coming (Part 2?)

Theoretically speaking, the Twelve Glories are actually one Noble Phantasm, but the Twelve Glories are the so-called "Noble Phantasms" composed of the power and items that Hercules gained after completing the twelve trials he had experienced, so to some extent, you can also regard the Twelve Glories as a mixture of twelve Noble Phantasms.