Historically, Macedonia began to expand outward during the reign of Alexander, occupying Egypt and annexing Persia. Its army approached the Shendu River Basin, and its territory reached its peak.
It was not until the Fourth Macedonian War, twenty or thirty years before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ascended the throne, that Macedonia was annexed by the Roman Republic and occupied all of Greece.
This meant the disintegration of the Macedonian kingdom.
But in this world with the power of spiritual practice, some trajectories have shifted slightly.
Because of Macedonia's strong military power and the religious system it practiced, Macedonia still maintained a relatively independent state at this time and was not annexed by the Roman Republic.
The world-famous Macedonian Phalanx was once considered by later generations to be the most invincible battle formation in the cold weapon era. It was invincible and invincible.
The gods believed in by the ancient Greeks are well known to the world. For example, the god-king, who was like a gangster leader and indulged in lust, unleashed his army of hundreds of millions everywhere without any scruples.
The Macedonian beliefs gave rise to a series of divine priests.
In terms of civil and military, national strength, etc., they are stronger than the historical line.
But under pressure from the Roman Republic, Macedonia longed for a strong partner to fight alongside.
Uniting Parthia and Armenia was something Macedonia had always hoped for.
They then sent powerful priests and generals to lead their troops into Parthia to join the coalition.
At this time, among the two people walking at the front of the queue, the woman with a cold and classical face like a goddess was Aphthia, who was known as the genius priest of Macedonia, and some also called her Aphthia.
Next to her is Arisu, a famous Macedonian general with a square face and wearing bronze armor.
Behind them were a mixed formation of nearly 30,000 infantry and cavalry.
The entire team was fully armed, and the spears in their hands were the special long war spears used by the world-famous Macedonian Phalanx, which were more than two feet long.
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Avti sat on the horse, her blond hair flying, and she tilted her head to look into the distance.
Accompanying her not far behind was Dox, the Parthian envoy to Macedonia to lobby.
"What's wrong?"
"A war is taking place hundreds of miles away. There are many people involved in the war. The atmosphere of war spreading affects even the heaven and earth."
Avtiya's tall and fit figure is sitting on a white horse.
Her voice had a slight friction and was quite magnetic.
She closed her lake-blue eyes, which the Macedonians considered to be a gift from the gods, and faced the northern void, stretching out her white and flawless hands, as if collecting some kind of breath, and whispered: "I can hear the sound of war. A large number of people died, as well as the sounds of weapons clashing, killing, fear and other emotions..."
Dox, the Parthian envoy, was dubious.
He had heard the name of the Macedonian genius priest Aphti, but he had never seen its power in person.
Can you feel the aura of war from hundreds of miles away?
Can you still hear the sounds of the battlefield?
"The war ahead is between Parthia and Armenia, resisting the invasion from the east..."
"We will rush over with all our strength and we can reach the battlefield before dawn."
Afti said: "The God of War told me that our joining will help Parthia drive away the evil Eastern Han Kingdom, and even... kill them on the land of Parthia!"
The Macedonian team immediately increased their speed.
After walking some distance forward, Doakes completely believed Afti's words.
In the northern sky, lightning and thunder can be seen, the flames burning the sky, the shadow of a tall god, and the giant tiger covering the sky.
Visions kept appearing in the distant heaven and earth.
"Dear Afti, let's rush over. Are you sure you can defeat the Han army?"
Doakes said anxiously: "More than a year ago, when we fought with the Han people, our Parthian iron army, which was undefeated, began to suffer setbacks one after another.
The Han army is extremely difficult to defeat, I mean we should be prepared. "
Macedonian general Arisu said in a deep voice: "Aphti has been blessed by the gods, and the voice she can listen to is God's will, which never goes wrong.
Our powerful Macedonian army will help Parthia and defeat the Han army together. "
Avti nodded, raised her slender neck slightly, and said calmly:
"I can sense the presence of the Han general. His will to fight is stronger than any general I have encountered before.
When we get to the battlefield, I will use my divine power to take action myself. The leader of the Han army and his troops will fall under our coalition forces, and no one can save him. "
An hour later, the sky was getting brighter, and the Macedonian soldiers and horses approached the battlefield.
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Cries of killing filled the wilderness.
Zhao Ponu, who led 4,000 old soldiers to surprise the Armenian tribe, recovered the Lu branch and beat the three of them with a loud flag, all of them covered in blood.
So did the troops who followed them.
The Han army was partially reduced in number, but in exchange the opponent suffered heavy losses.
Two-quarters of an hour after the battle, Lieutenant General Gran was slightly injured by Fu Luzhi. He was nailed together with his horse and directly beheaded, becoming the first general killed on the battlefield.
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At this time, the war continued, and Xiao Qi Shengzheng grabbed the two enemy soldiers and put his hands together.
The enemy's heads collided with each other. Under the strong inertia, their heads seemed to have been hit by hammers. Together with their helmets, more than half of their heads were obviously dented.
Xiao Qisheng's armor was covered with thick plasma, both for the enemy and for ourselves.
He made a strange rumble in his throat and glanced around.
On the nearby battlefield, corpses were piled up, and remnants of soldiers with short swords could be seen everywhere.
This level of fighting and fighting at close quarters lasted for an entire hour, and the physical exertion on them was unimaginable.
However, after Xiao Qisheng killed two enemy troops, he briefly observed the terrain, raised his feet and ran, bang bang bang bang.
At the beginning of the war, he ran into the battle, but the Menians were not afraid and fought with him bravely.
But at this moment, when they heard the sound of the armor clashing with each other as they ran, the rhythm was exactly the same as at the beginning of the war, without any sign of exhaustion, it was like a nightmare to the Armenian tribesmen.
"Are these Han troops evil spirits? Aren't they tired..."
The surrounding Menian tribesmen suddenly had a thought passing through them.
The Han army's practice, systematic training, and experience in hundreds of battles meant that their combat endurance was already higher than that of the Menian tribesmen.
Another reason is that Huo Qubing's military formation continued to increase the Han army's military magical power to wait for work, quickly regained its strength, and greatly improved the Han army's offensive, defensive, and continuation capabilities.
An hour later, the Han army's swords were as sharp as ever, and they swung their swords through armor.
Xiao Qisheng blinked his two scarlet eyes, and when he rushed toward his opponent like a wild beast, he suddenly changed direction and accelerated, made a fake body, and got close to an Armenian general.
The next moment, the general screamed in horror, but the horse he was riding was grabbed by the legs by Xiao Qisheng, lifted up and thrown directly.
The whole set of movements is very fast.
boom!
The war horses were smashed down, and many Menian tribesmen were hit by a huge force, as if they were hit by stones of equal size. Their muscles and bones were broken, and they died miserably.
Some Armenian tribesmen could no longer suppress their fear and had the idea of escape and stay away from the battlefield.
Suddenly, someone shouted: "Go, withdraw from the battlefield, withdraw from Parthia!"
The Armenian tribesmen came to join the coalition and assist in the battle. It is commendable that they can persist until now.
It was General Ross who issued the order.
His chest and abdomen were also pierced by Zhao Ponu's war spear, and he was bleeding.
The fighting will of his subordinates was already on the verge of collapse. Even if he did not give the order, they would still be on the verge of fleeing.
If Ross hadn't been supported by his followers, he might have been killed by Zhao Ponu.
At this moment, he glanced at the battlefield, feeling the chill in his heart that he couldn't suppress even if he wanted to.
He led 25,000 troops into Parthia, and 3,000 troops stayed in the camp. The 22,000 troops were attacked by 4,000 Han troops more than an hour ago.
With the quality of the soldiers, armor, and equipment lagging behind, after an hour of fierce fighting, would the remaining Armenian tribe still have 10,000 people?
The scary thing is that the Han army still maintained its formation, and everyone's eyes were fierce and determined, charging back and forth to kill.
One person is like this, thousands of people are like this, and the entire Han army is like this.
There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!
Ross galloped on his horse and shouted for his men to retreat.
He has no doubt that the Han army in front of him will not waver even if there is only one person left fighting until the last moment!
The Han army is so cruel.
If they continue to fight, the Menians may be able to kill some of the Han army, but they themselves will definitely be annihilated.
"Let's go!"
"Chase! The Marquis said that a battle requires annihilation. Failure to annihilate them all means fighting in vain. Chase them and kill them all!"
Zhao Ponu ordered the chase, four thousand, no, there were less than four thousand after the war.
More than 3,000 Han troops pursued him, killing the deserters.
The war has turned into a chase and escape battle after victory. One side was defeated and fled madly.
On the battlefield, when one party flees, it is a real defeat, and there is no chance of repetition.
The front battlefield of the city was engulfed in flames, and the buildings collapsed in the fire.
The Parthian tribesmen fought locally and had better fighting will.
But the opponents they encountered were also stronger.
Huo Qubing personally supervised the battle. The more than 6,000 Han troops were howling like chicken blood. They were all unwilling to be followed. If they rushed too slowly, they were afraid of being seen by Huo Qubing and losing the face of their own military camp.
In the sky, after Huo Qubing released the Four Symbols Divine Weapon Talisman, the shadow of the God of War was eliminated.
This caused the morale of the Parthian tribe to plummet.
The god of war couldn't help but beat him. One of the internal reasons was that Kongsamadhi appeared in Ctesiphon, and the capital of Parthia was bleeding.
The leader of the country, Mithridates, was also at a critical moment of life and death.
An hour ago, Mithridates sneered when he sensed Kongsamadhi appearing outside the temple. No matter who dares to come to the capital of Parthia, the core place where national destiny and divine power gather, they are seeking their own destruction.
He walked calmly, holding the holy war spear and scepter in hand, and walked out of the temple in person, hoping to kill Kong Samadhi.
A powerful king, in his own royal capital, took advantage of the fate of the country and used divine power to act. He was indeed as powerful as a god, almost comparable to a semi-saint.
But in the end it was still a little short of the mark.
During the battle, Kong Samadhi's third eye suddenly erupted with divine fire.
Mithridates protected himself with divine power, but was burned through the protective wall by divine fire, and was punched through the chest by Kongsamadhi.
Had it not been for the national destiny of Parthia to protect his own vitality, Mithridates would have been killed on the spot.
He fled back to the temple, unable to escape.
The masters and troops of the Parthian capital were besieging Kongsamadhi with all their strength.
In the palace at night, Kong Samadhi transformed into a fighting figure that was three feet tall and had four arms holding different weapons.
Three rounds of Buddha's light intertwined behind him. Anything approaching or being approached by him would be drawn into annihilation and crushed to pieces.
Another strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A god evolved from the Vedas appeared in the clouds, with huge eyes and a fierce look. He held a vajra-like weapon in his hand, like a giant pillar poked down from the sky, again and again. Bombard the palace walls below.
The semi-holy level of empty samadhi turned the capital of Parthia upside down.
Dawn is approaching.
On the plain battlefield, the defeat of the Parthian army was imminent.
Army generals were killed one after another.
There were even shocking wounds on coach Utis’ neck and shoulders.
Seeing that the battle situation was tilted and a great victory was imminent, Huo Qubing suddenly looked south.
He sensed a team approaching quickly.
At this time, Huo Qubing would never allow anyone to ruin his easy victory.
He stretched out his hand and integrated the military palace into the military formation on the ground, blending it with the power of heaven and earth.
Another wisp of light overflowed from his brows and also merged into the military formation.
Those were the original sketches of many strategic magical powers that he had activated within his consciousness.
There is a bead in the divine palace that shines brightly, and with a dragon roar, it also transforms into the military formation.
The atmosphere throughout the military formation was constantly changing.
After Huo Qubing reached the ninth level, he fully promoted the cultivation of returning soldiers for the first time.
There are also several powerful military techniques that he has never had the opportunity to use until now.
Grass and trees are all soldiers, sowing beans makes soldiers become soldiers, just talk on paper.
Huo Qubing said to the hundreds of soldiers who stayed behind and did not join the battlefield: "You advance southward to Li Xu, take Zhen, Xun and other six military positions, leaving Qian and Kun vacant to deal with the incoming enemy!"
Hundreds of soldiers agreed in unison and entered the military formation as ordered.
On the other side, the Macedonian team, Aphti and Arisu led people to rush to the battlefield.
The scene in front of them made everyone awe-inspiring and frightened.
There seemed to be a layer of mist between the sky and the earth as the night was about to pass.
In the mist, the Han army stood out, armored and sharp, layer upon layer.
At a glance, there were thirty to forty thousand troops, ready to attack.
Arisu said in shock: "What a tight military formation, murderous intent is everywhere, stop moving forward."
Avti observed for a moment and sneered: "The gods told me that the eyes in front of me are just false illusions, and I can defeat the enemy by entering the formation!
The fact that the other side has set up such an illusion means that they have no more troops available, and it is the best time for our troops to enter the battle. "
Ps: I made a mistake, this chapter is not finished yet, the next chapter will be finished!
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