Chapter 1930: The Legend of Destruction

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"This legion of Rome is finished." Li Jue said with sadness. A super elite legion was finished after saying this, and it was in front of their eyes. They witnessed with their own eyes that the entire super elite legion was annihilated.

"It's hopeless. If the legion that is desperately trying to rush in doesn't leave, it won't be saved by the time the Parthian legion frees up its hands." Zhuge Liang sighed and said, with an inexplicable feeling of depression in his chest.

"The Romans have been plotted from the beginning." Sima Yi murmured to himself and looked at the battlefield in the distance. The previously ferocious Thirteenth Legion had been completely cut into nearly ten pieces and was driven crazy by a large number of Parthian elites. With the attack, it is already a matter of time before it is destroyed.

"There is a problem with Anxi's elite talents. Their quality has not improved significantly, and their strength has not improved, but Roma seems to have become weaker." Chen Gong said with a frown.

"Negative elite talent." Zhang Liao thought for a while and said.

"Perhaps we may really see a battle today in which the super-elite army is completely annihilated." Gao Lan was silent for a while and said. Judging from the situation he experienced, the Thirteenth Army is basically hopeless. As long as reinforcements are not available at this time, appeared, Rome's current military strength in the Mesopotamia could not save the Thirteenth Army.

Sun Quan looked at the large army that was mixed together, and felt a little excited inexplicably. This was indeed the first time for Sun Quan to experience a war with such an elite army. Whether it was the enemy or our side, they were so powerful that Sun Quan didn't know what to do. How to describe.

"Let's watch and see if Roma has any other tricks." The judge said to Yuan Tan beside him. In today's situation, Roma and An'an's strength has obviously exceeded the standard.

"Give the call, let the 14th and 15th legions support our retreat!" Gillia ordered with a ferocious expression to the captain of the 100th team beside him.

A hundred steps in front of Gilia, Ardashir was leading an elite legion, gathering other generals to squeeze and cut his thirteen legions.

There were almost overlapping Parthians on the periphery of the Thirteenth Legion. The Roman Thirteenth Legion had completely fallen into the enemy's main line. However, Gillia firmly believed that he could definitely lead his troops to break out, although he did not know what the Parthians used. Their defensive talents were eliminated, but their Thirteenth Legion still had strong offensive power.

As Gillia gave the order, the captain of the 100th Team silently conveyed the order. Then Gillia took off his helmet and glanced ahead with cold eyes. Then without any hesitation, he directly led the most elite troops. The headquarters broke out toward the west.

Gilia took out his dagger and led his centurions directly to the front line. He personally led the soldiers and led the most elite infantry to launch a counterattack towards the Parthians. He gathered the core strength of the legion and carried the eagle flag. Breakout toward the west.

"That idiot Guilia!" Benito roared angrily. They couldn't free their hands to respond now. What's more important is that Guilia broke out directly to the west. That was completely seeking death!

"Hahaha, Benito, you will soon see the demise of the Thirteenth Legion!" Datis said with a wild laugh, "Such an idiot, you actually let him lead the Thirteenth Legion, we accept this gift! "

Just like what Datis said, Giliya led the most elite Eagle Flag guard to break through to the west. The Parthians in the west seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Giliya broke through hundreds of steps to the west at an alarming speed.

However, it was not until the Parthian elites in front of Gilia blocked him that he discovered that only a few hundred of his elite soldiers were following him. As for the others, when he retreated westward, the ever-elongated formation was split between the left and right sides. Crazy rest level truncated collapse.

"It seems it's time to end it." After Aldashir killed the Roman infantry in his encirclement one by one, he led his troops to rush towards Gilia. The eagle emblem of the Thirteenth Roman Rose Legion was to become his collection.

Benito took a deep look in the direction of Guilia. Not surprisingly, this should be the last time he saw the Legion of Thirteen Roses. Even if there is a chance to regroup in the future, there will no longer be Caesar's Legion of Thirteen Roses.

"Evacuate!" Benito immediately ordered, and arrows shot out wildly towards the Parthians. The entire legion's talents quickly changed and they evacuated quickly. The Parthians were completely different from before. They no longer collapsed at the first touch. But it has power again.

Following Benito's order, the Fourteenth Legion quickly evacuated along the path left during the previous attack, and the organization was very clear, leaving no chance for the Parthians.

On the other side, Aldashir shot Gilia through with a dagger, stabbing him to death on the eagle emblem. Although Gilia's performance in commanding troops was extremely poor, at least he was still the same at the moment before his death. In battle.

The Eagle Guards of the Thirteenth Roman Legion were also wiped out. There were less than a hundred surviving warriors in the entire Thirteenth Legion, and almost no one surrendered.

Looking at the fourteenth legion and the fifteenth legion that had retreated, Aldashir raised his attack power again, but compared with a rookie like Gilia, Aldashir's quality far exceeded that of Gilia. Rookie level.

What's more, the destruction of a Roman legion with its own title was already an unimaginable victory. This was the Roman Legion of Thirteen Roses, equivalent to the legion of Rome's face. This kind of victory shocked Anxi far more than the capture of the Mesopotamia. .

"Eagle emblem!" Aldashir stretched out his hand to grab the eagle emblem, but Giliya fell aside, staring at the sky with wide eyes, but unfortunately he was lifeless.

The moment Aldashir mentioned the eagle emblem, the eagle emblem of the Thirteen Roses Army was broken into small pieces. Aldashir couldn't help being stunned, then laughed, and led his troops back to the army.

The Han troops who had been watching were a little stunned at this time. They obviously had so many opportunities to rush out and were so powerful, but in the end they were completely wiped out.

"The entire super-elite legion of Rome was wiped out." Zhuge Liang felt inexplicably bitter. "Although Anxi is strong, it is not that bad. The coach of Rome performed too poorly."

"The simplest way is to defeat more and defeat less." Sima Yi sighed, "Such a strong legion was beaten to the point where not even the dregs were left."

"It can be regarded as a reminder to us. In this kind of battlefield, we must stick together. If we don't stick together, it means we may be annihilated." Chen Gong turned to look at everyone and said. Everyone present was shocked when they heard this. This kind of battlefield Whoever takes the lead may be killed.

Naturally, no one dared to joke about this kind of matter that was related to their own life and death. Everyone nodded. It was the first battle in West Asia that they saw such a terrible war. The super elite army, 6,000 people, were killed directly. They were dead. If he can't die anymore, his number will probably be cancelled.

"Generals, General Fars invites you to discuss matters." While Zhuge Liang and others were chatting, the Parthians had quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and the messenger also informed Zhuge Liang and others to go to discuss matters.

"Let's go and listen to what the Parthians want to say. I think the next war will be about us. But according to what they said, Rome only deployed eight legions in the east. It is obvious that the total of these legions is For Parthian opponents, the next war will be much easier." Zhuge Liang said with a smile.

When Zhuge Liang and others arrived at the camp, the resting main tent was filled with the excitement and joy of returning from a great victory.

"Congratulations to all generals on your victory!" Zhuge Liang bowed and saluted gently.

"I also want to thank you all. If you hadn't stepped up the battle, we might not have been able to fight the Romans freely." Fars Sasan said with a smile.

"We are allies who have submitted a letter of alliance. Isn't it right to help each other?" Zhuge Liang said gently. Although the Parthians were arrogant, they did respect them very much.

"Here, bring up the eagle emblem." Fars Sasan said with a smile to his grandson beside him.

Ardashir took out a large box from the side and ordered someone to present it to Zhuge Liang. Inside the box was a half-broken eagle emblem.

"Other things given to the Han Dynasty are not as valuable as their merits. This is the eagle emblem of the Thirteenth Roman Legion. I will keep half of it for my rest, and the other half will be given to you." Fars Sasan may also be afraid that Zhuge Liang does not know about this thing. It’s precious and was explained in detail.

"Thank you so much, General." After hearing the history of this thing, Zhuge Liang accepted it unceremoniously. This thing is almost equivalent to the face of Rome. For an empire that has been passed down for hundreds of years, its preciousness is unbelievable. Imagine.

"You're welcome. It's what your army deserves. Although your army didn't take action, it's precisely because you are behind us that we can let go without any scruples." Fars Sasan obviously got Wo's help. The instructions of Logis V were respected by the Han army.

"The defeat of the Thirteen Rose Legion in this battle has exceeded our expectations. Although I have had this idea, it is indeed beyond our expectations to be able to do it, so the next step will be much easier for us. ." Fars Sasan saw the Han army accepting the gift, and then spoke.

"Next, I would also like to ask your army to go out with our army. I am willing to share the prosperity of Mesopotamia with the Han Dynasty." Fars Sasan continued to say.

"I came here this time to help An An, and then I will attack Mesopotamia with An An." Zhuge Liang nodded in agreement.

They have also seen the fighting power of Rome. Although it is very strong, it is not unsolvable. As long as the correct response method is found, the Roman elite is not invincible to the Han army. What's more, they and Anxi cooperate with each other. So scary.

The Parthian people offset one of the enemy's elite talents, and the Han army's double-talent super elites combined with each other are definitely enough to beat the opponent to the point of doubt.