"Be careful, Yuan Bo." Although he had a high level of confidence in the elites he led, Yuan Tan still repeatedly reminded Gao Lan to be careful. After all, the Yuan family could not afford to lose money. They were no longer the Yuan family in Hebei that Yuan Shao had once controlled.

"Don't worry." Gao Lan looked sideways at Yuan Tan, and then slowly bloomed his spiritual talent. All the soldiers appeared on their bodies, as dark red as the ashes left after the flames burned. This was Gao Lan's legion talent, and he had not yet been reborn in the ashes.

The barbarians surrounding the Han army also began to mobilize. The Gaul cavalry looked forward and waited for the Han army to leave the camp. The Teutun axe thrower touched the small axe at his waist and bowed slightly. The Sixuya archers held the arrow and narrowed their eyes slightly. The German infantry carried a huge oak wooden shield to rush forward.

Outside the Han army camp, in addition to the gangster Fifth Skylark, there were about 80,000 barbarian troops from all over Rome. The strongest of these barbarian troops was not inferior to two talents. Of course, this number was about one-tenth, and it was even smaller if it was divided into various types of troops.

The one-day gift can barely account for half of it, and the remaining half is divided into miscellaneous soldiers according to the Han army. In comparison, most of the weapons and equipment are much worse than the regular Eagle Flag Legion in Rome.

Simply put, the heavy infantry of the Roman Eagle Flag Legion, no matter what, it has a fairly appropriate armor, a shield of quality, a long spear, and three short spears for melee combat and spear throwing.

The heavy infantry of the barbarians, except for those who can possess weapons and equipment that are similar to Rome, are mostly oak shields and spears with iron spearheads. As for other equipment, Rome said, you should solve it yourself.

By the way, apart from the iron gun tip, it is possible that the iron gun tip was provided in batches by Rome, the oak shield and other things were very likely made by the Barbarian himself...

"This barbarian all over the mountains." The commander of the Xixuya Legion, who was sent by Pippens Anus, was stabbed to stabilize the barbarian army's retreat and served as the supervisor and reserve forces, looked at the barbarian in front of him and mocked him.

"It seems that you are not leading a barbarian." The commander of the Macedonian Legion, who is also under the Fourth Eagle Flag Legion, looked at the other party with a sneer, and then reached out to the Xixuya archer who was mixed among the barbarians in front of him, "I saw your tribe."

"Shut up! Lyon, are you looking for death?" Philippo, the commander of the Sixia Legion, turned around and looked at the commander of the Macedonian Legion. Although he was a Sixia, they had already completely Romanized. They were the Royal Bow Cavalry Legion!

"Tsk." Lyon Nador sneered relentlessly, "I think, if we separate, I will not die if you die. Which legion was almost destroyed not long ago?"

"Even if we were almost wiped out by the team, we won the due record and killed an absolutely the same number of elite Han troops. What I want to ask is which legion last time did not even achieve its own strategic intentions, and was actually killed through!" Philippo sneered and looked at Lyon's dou, with sparks almost bursting out in his eyes.

"Filippo, I'm here to negotiate with you this time." Lyonnado's eyes were also sparking, but after a while, he calmed down, took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anger, and looked at Filippo and said.

[Lyon Nador, I think you should have a good talk with Phillippo. After all, you are an Eagle Flag Legion. The Fourth Eagle Flag Legion is the main battle legion. It attacks and defense, pursues and reconnaissance, faces head-on, and guerrillas can do everything, but...] Lyon Nador remembers Pippensianus's words and forcibly suppresses his inner roar.

"Hmph, as long as you help me defend the front, I will kill you and dare to attack our elite." Phillipo said coldly, and he was also educated by Pippens Anus.

"..." Lyon's many blood vessels on his forehead collapsed, "You are not you, you always like to run around. You always take all the archers away to kill the enemy!"

"Aren't you just rushing inside when you see your opponent?" Philippo was furious at Lyon's noodle and was furious. "If you weren't you, an idiot, rushed inside every time, would I have to take all the archer attacks?"

Soon, Phillipo and Lyonnador led several of their own personal guards to perform a full martial arts campaign behind the army. The Fourth Eagle Flag Legion has now been completely abolished. The Fourth Eagle Flag Legion, which was once a total of 12,000 and super capable of fighting, has now been downgraded to two 6,000-man legions with barely dual talents, and even the title of the Fourth Eagle Flag Legion cannot be inherited.

"Another fight?" Pippens Anus looked at Ferucci's forehead and held his mouth speechless. The Roman legion commander was also a group of problematic students. Tachito had been reluctant to leave before and had to stay here to fight the Western Liang Iron Cavalry. In the end, he was taken away by other legion commanders. Kamiluo was the kind of guy who was normal and indifferent, and was extremely arrogant when he fought the real fire. In the end, he was forcibly taken away by the Augustus Legion.

"Yes." Ferrucio said with his head down.

"Go and warn those two idiots that if they dare to do it again, I will get rid of their position as commander of the legion." Pippens Anus said furiously.

[Two idiots, the Fourth Eagle Flag Legion was led like this. I still haven't understood the Fourth Eagle Flag. I don't want to exert all the power of the Eagle Flag like the Fourteenth Legion. You must at least be able to use the Eagle Flag, but it still splits now.] Pippens Anus is also very immense. The Fourth Eagle Flag Legion, if you do this, you will have to lose the rhythm.

The white horses, who were speeding on the other side, didn't know that their speed was one quarter faster than they were in northern Xinjiang. Although they clearly felt the property of speed, it was difficult for them to actually determine how fast it was. After all, the white horses themselves can be called "Sky and Lightning".

"What is that?" When more than a thousand fifth Skylark soldiers sent to the north for investigation were hiding on the plains to prepare for concealed fortifications, they inexplicably saw the small dot on the horizon, and the leading centurion asked casually.

"I don't know, I can't see clearly when I'm a little far away." A soldier next to me stared at me and said, then he felt something was wrong, "Why do you feel like these little bits have become bigger? Uh, they're really getting bigger, this is..."

"No, it's a cavalry, and not our cavalry. I'm afraid it's a reinforcement from the Han army. I'm going to inform the commander of the corps. The Han army reinforcements have arrived. Not good..." The leading centurion reacted immediately, but when he turned his head, he found that the cavalry on the opposite side had changed from a small point to a knuckle size, and was immediately shocked.

As veterans, they can clearly judge how fast a certain army is, and it is obvious that the cavalry legion opposite is definitely the fastest legion they have ever seen.

"The whole army is hidden! The second group went to inform the commander of the army at a speed. The others were ambushed on both sides of the reinforcements of the Han army and prepared to launch a sneak attack. Never let it go!" At this time, the centurion who had reacted immediately issued the latest order.

Even if he was just an ordinary Roman centurion, he knew how terrifying the legion of such a high-speed movement was, and he also knew what it would mean after entering the field. No Roman legion was qualified to be restrained in front of this legion.

Even the fourteen-combined legion, which is known as the king of the two talents, has no way to face such elite troops who are almost at a speed. This is obviously a speed that exceeds the limit.

Therefore, the Roman centurion ordered the violent assassination of the White Horse at all costs at the first time. After such a high-speed legion entered the field, no legion could stop it. Even if the Fifth Skylark had light and shadow operations, it could not run so fast. As long as the other party was careful not to be ambushed, there would be no problem.

After the more than a thousand soldiers of the Fifth Skylark quickly completed the integration into the environment with light and shadow operations. The white horse, which was originally a small dot on the horizon in the eyes of the Romans, has now become the size of a rabbit, with only a few dozen heartbeats. All the soldiers of the Fifth Skylark couldn't help but think about one question, how fast is this legion.

"It's approaching, it's approaching..." All the fifth Skylark soldiers who were ambushing the white horses through the route were silently estimating in their hearts. The opponent's super high speed made it difficult for them to stab the accurate position, so all the experienced fifth Skylark soldiers all set their targets on the opponent's war horses.

"Take it!" The centurion of the Fifth Skylark Legion rushed up as soon as the white horse approached, and the Roman sword in his hand stabbed directly at the white horse Yicong's war horse passing by him. At that moment, almost all the soldiers of the Fifth Skylark were extremely excited.

However, the next moment, when the soldiers of the Fifth Skylark were about to stab the white horse, all the righteousness waving their long swords like conditioned reflexes and chopped towards the soldiers of the Fifth Skylark Legion who were completely integrated into the environment. It was far exceeding the normal speed. The moment before the soldiers of the Fifth Skylark stabbed the white horse, they were cut in half by the white horse with one knife.

Now the white horse, whose straight line is rushing at a speed of nearly 80 meters per second, is completely impossible to rely on vision to capture objects at close range. At this super high speed, when you look at the nearby things, you can see all kinds of light bars that retreat, and you can't see anything at all.

Of course, in this case, the white horse does not rely on vision to fight, but entirely on the flow of the wind. In addition to driving the wind and controlling the wind, it is more about controlling the wind.

This perception of wind can allow the super-speed white horse to accurately know when to swing the knife at a high speed of 100. This is the key to the super-speed white horse’s melee battle.
Chapter completed!