Chapter 2561
Standing in Place
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The defense of the Thirteen Roses Legion is very high for most legions, especially when it can be equipped with an eagle flag. When it is stacked twice, the defense is indeed terrifyingly strong.
However, no matter how strong the defense is, it does not mean that you will be safe.
Therefore, the most core and important talent of the super elite Rose Legion is its own thorns.
It can be said that since Caesar founded this legion, the talent structure has basically not changed. Except for further deepening of the talents, the effects of the talents are the same.
So when the Rose Legion showed all its strength, Fars Sassan was also very clear that this was the limit of the Rose Legion.
"How could this bastard Giulia be blinded by the achievements in front of him?" Benito waved the spear in his hand, looking at the increasing number of Parthian soldiers in front of him, his face becoming more and more ugly.
Although his legion could switch talents at any time, the soldiers of Theia were fighting to the death, and he could not break through even if they switched talents.
Even with a powerful and effective frontal talent, it would be difficult to defeat the Parthian soldiers who were fighting desperately in front of them. The talent that allowed for rapid advances and jumps was destined to easily expose one's own weaknesses, and it would not be able to save the Rose Legion on the front line, and it might even trap oneself.
Looking at the soldiers in front of me, even if I just look at the courage and strength they have shown, how could there not be traps in Gillia when things are going so smoothly?
The attitude shown by the Parthian soldiers, who usually retreated with one attack, now made Benito feel disappointed.
The two sides have fought so many wars against each other for so many years, how could they not know the power that Parthia once possessed?
No matter what, Parthia was a very powerful existence in the past. How could it not have the power to target the super elite!
On the other side, Dirina looked at the increasing number of Parthian soldiers, felt the enemy's growing momentum and better coordination, and the pressure he felt in his heart began to increase rapidly.
But no matter how great the pressure is, Dilina must try to rescue the Rose Legion.
Because that is the Rose Legion, the Rose Legion of the Claude Family. Not only does it have an eagle flag, it is also the most powerful legion in the entire eastern province.
No matter how serious the loss is, at least the other party must be rescued. If he cannot be rescued, not to mention him, all the legion commanders present will basically be brought to a military court. If they are lucky, they can still survive, but if they are unlucky, they will probably become slaves or be directly sentenced to death.
Dilina had no intention of taking a closer look at the power wielded by the Claudi family.
"Kill, open the way, we must rescue the Rose Legion!" Dilina, who also understood part of the plan, had a look of anger on his face, both towards the enemy and towards Gillia.
Both the Rose Legion itself and the Eagle Flag were extremely valuable items. He could not afford to lose them, and neither could the people of the Eastern Province.
Obviously, not only Dirina, but other Roman legion commanders, after seeing this scene and understanding the situation, launched the most powerful attack and held back the Parthian army in front of them.
No one can take on this responsibility, and no one can afford this responsibility.
Over the years, the number of times Rome has lost the eagle flag can be counted on one hand. As for the cost and revenge, that is not something they can foresee.
At this moment, the Roman legions burst out across the board, like a surging wave, fiercely hitting the defense line of the Parthian army, and completely lost the idea of retreating at the beginning. Pure glory cannot move people's hearts, but if there is a heavy price behind it, if you have to choose one of the two, anyone with a little bit of brains will not know which one to choose.
However, the Parthian soldiers who had already completed the cloud connection and responded to the command were like boulders under the waves. Although they kept falling into pieces, they still stood there and held their own line.
Gillia, who had his eyes fixed on Fars Sassan, could hardly hide the smile on his face as he looked at the other's growing figure.
After breaking through to a very close distance, Gillia suddenly felt the pressure around him loosen, as if the opponent's defense had been completely crushed.
This sudden feeling of relief gave Gillia a momentary illusion that victory seemed to be right in front of him, and Fars Sassan's life would end here.
However, when this illusion disappeared, the real scene presented in reality was that Gillia broke through this line of defense and saw the galloping cavalry, the cavalry waving scimitars.
"A mere Turkic cavalry, what's so special about them?!" How could Gillia, who had already thought of dealing with the cavalry's counterattack, not have made preparations in advance?
With a roar, under the command of Gillia, the Rose Legion, holding heavy shields, directly made one angle after another, so that the cavalry was diverted during the charge because they could not break through the defense.
Then the infantrymen holding spears placed their spear blades along the edges of the corners, severely injuring the diverted cavalry and forcing them to fall off their horses.
Falling from a horse at high speed will result in serious injury if not death. It can be said to be simple and efficient.
However, the first prerequisite for doing so is to be able to block the opponent's attack so that the diversion can be guided.
In this regard, Gillia is very confident, very confident. Their defense is recognized by the world as strong, very strong!
As for the cavalry that dared to charge against them, every one of them was killed easily. It can be said that apart from using cavalry to fight cavalry, they were the best choice to deal with cavalry.
How could an accident happen when one is planning it without any intention?
"Ridiculous!" Ardashir looked at Gillia with cold eyes, and then directly called upon the army's talents to cover the Rose Legion in front of him.
Simple Burning, specifies to burn one of the opponent's talents, starting from the upper limit and gradually moving towards the lower limit. The closer to the upper limit of this talent, the more vulnerable it is to being weakened by Burning.
It can be said that a legion like the Rose Legion, which has expanded its talents to a certain peak, basically does not need too much time to influence the opponent's actual combat capability.
The man used the horse's power, scimitar in hand, and swung the sword under the calm gaze of the Rose Legion soldiers.
The defensive protection that he was so proud of seemed to have lost its effect in an instant. The scimitar hit the shield directly, and a dull collision sound was heard instantly.
Relying on their excellent physical fitness and in-depth knowledge of force-releasing techniques, many soldiers of the Rose Legion can still stand still even after being impacted.
(End of this chapter)