Not far from the rear of the defense line originally organized by Boudica, Lu Bu, who had lost control, was attacking both enemy and friendly soldiers indiscriminately.
However, most of the soldiers around him were originally stationed on the defensive line, with only a few enemies who had penetrated under the opponent's tactics.
So Lu Bu was basically beating up friendly troops.
Lu Bu, who could still be controlled to some extent under Jing Ke's suppression, became the most terrifying god of death in the eyes of these soldiers.
Although he has lost his mind, Lu Bu, who is known as the flying general, still has the courage to fight against all odds.
His martial arts skills will not be lost due to madness.
On the contrary, only the existence of madness skills can make this "house slave with three surnames" controlled by his master and have the possibility of becoming a servant.
Otherwise, even if this man who lives in heaven and earth rebels against his master when he is not summoned, he will rebel at the instigation of the enemy after coming into contact with him.
Jing Ke was separated, the sergeant was killed again, and now under the pursuit of the frantic Lu Bu, the defense line that Rome had maintained for a long time in the hands of Octavian and Caesar collapsed so easily, and retreated all the way here.
The enemy troops mixed in with the fleeing soldiers were still attacking Lu Bu from time to time to lure him towards Rome.
If you want to know the whole story, you have to go forward in time a little.
As early as the day before Animusfia and others set out, Iskandar and El-Melloi II defeated the Dalmatian province where Croatia and Serbia were located and the Pannonian army in southern Austria. Province.
The provincial governor, who was swinging between the two sides and had no contact with Rome, had no intention of fighting after seeing Iskandar's oxcart flashing with lightning and the mighty army behind him, so he simply surrendered.
Iskandar took down these two provinces almost without a fight and laid an ambush at the front of the defense line one day earlier than Animsfia and others.
"In my lifetime, I had been looking towards the end of the world to defeat the powerful enemy in the east, but I never expected that the real powerful enemy was in the west of Macedonia."
Iskandar, better known as Alexander the Great, who single-handedly established the Alexander Empire, looked at the heavily fortified Roman defense line in front of him and said with emotion.
"Rome, the country established by the descendants of Troy on the land of the Latins, is really a good target to conquer."
From Iskandar's point of view, the strength of Rome now is even higher than that of its great enemy at the time, the Persian Empire of Darius III, the King of Kings of the Achaemenid Dynasty.
After all, Darius III was completely defeated at the hands of Iskandar, and now Iskandar is not sure whether he and his fellow cavalry (hetairoi) led by him can defeat this army that is almost as huge as his achievements. of empire.
When he was alive, Iskandar never imagined that that small city-state on the Apennine Peninsula could actually evolve into the huge and powerful empire it is today.
Just like Thebes, Sparta and Athens, after competing for hegemony with each other for hundreds of years, they did not expect that they would eventually be defeated by Macedonia, a small northern country that was almost a barbarian.
Iskandar's arrival was not expected.
Iskandar felt extremely annoyed when he thought of this.
If he had lived longer, would he have been able to see the expansion of Rome with his own eyes and compete with Rome in person?
However, it's not too late.
Looking at the well-prepared military formation in front of him, Iskandar showed a generous smile.
The flying hoofed thunder bull pulling the divine wheel seemed to feel its master's emotions, and tapped its front hooves restlessly.
Several thunderbolts appeared under their hooves accompanied by the kicking of the sacred bull that symbolized Zeus.
Thick breath spurted out from their noses, mixed with a little thunder.
Zeus, who controlled thunder and lightning and once transformed into a bull to seduce the princess Europa, became the origin of these bulls.
However, just when Iskandar wanted to take advantage of the night to make a surprise attack, El-Melloi II standing beside him stopped him with a calm voice:
"Now is not the time, Rider."
The sudden interruption caused Iskandar to stop the chariot he was about to run out of. He looked doubtfully at El-Melloi II, who was also standing on the chariot with him.
"What's the problem, Webber? Wouldn't this be a good time to attack?"
"Maybe for this fight."
Hearing the name that no one had called him for a long time, El-Melloi II took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket.
"However, for the overall situation, if we attack now, we will undoubtedly lose the opportunity."
After he finished speaking, he did not explain anymore, but silently took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, and then took out a Zippo brass lighter from the pocket on the other side.
The front of the shell, which is as brilliant as gold, is embossed with a ferocious tiger head.
The boy who was originally a Weber didn't look like someone who would smoke. However, years of training in the world of magicians made the originally innocent boy grow up a lot.
The specific manifestation may be those eyes that make others scared and the abuse of tobacco.
As for the tiger head on the lighter, it seems to be related to the experience of fighting with Iskandar.
Iskandar, who has always loved tigers more than lions, can better see his achievements in conquering Asia.
After lighting the cigarette, El-Melloi II took a deep breath from the cigarette in his hand, and then slowly exhaled it.
He is no longer the reckless and panicked Weber he was before.
"Unlike Dalmatia and Pannonia before, according to the magician's information, there are two servants on the defense line here."
"Is it possible that you are timid because of this? Weber."
"No, I'm not questioning whether we can win, Rider. I have seen your strength before. As long as the opponent's guard is no longer at Gilgamesh's level this time, we should not fail. possible."
"Then what are you waiting for? This is the moment when the enemy is most tired and sleepy. If this delay continues, the best fighter opportunity will be missed."
In Iskandar's view, if he misses the opportunity to attack now, and he and El-Melloi II are likely to be restrained by the other party's servants, it will be very difficult to defeat Rome's well-trained legions.
“So it’s back to the question we started with, how to maximize victory————————”
El-Melloi II stubbed out his cigarette and threw it under the chariot.
"Although I don't know the real name, according to the reports from Caesar and Octavian who were defeated before, at least one of the servants here should be a berserker. Although the other one doesn't know the job description, or even the specific movements and appearance, But instead it revealed the fact that it was Assassin."
Only Assassin can maintain his identity in this situation.
"...You are not a berserker who wants to take advantage of the other party, are you?"
Iskandar, who had experienced many battles, was keenly aware of El-Melloi II's intentions.
"Exactly like that. According to my calculations, the opponent's backup will probably arrive at noon tomorrow. We might as well wait until then to attack the position here."
"At that time, we only need to separate the opponent's Assassin and Berserker, and then drive the opponent's Berserkers back so that their reinforcements cannot reinforce the front line for a while. We will then take the opportunity to wipe out the Assassin first."
Iskandar has already pre-launched subsequent tactics.
El-Melloi II nodded in agreement.
"Hahaha, what a plan! You've made some progress over the years, Weber."
"It's not all my own fault. Zhuge Kongming, who was willing to lend me this spiritual foundation, must be the real planner."
"However, how to ambush until noon tomorrow is also a problem."
Iskandar looked at the mighty army behind him and said with some distress.
They might be able to hide now under the cover of night, but it would be a fool's errand to ambush them after daybreak.
"You don't need to worry about that, Rider."
"Oh? Do you have any idea?"
"Maybe I don't, but [Zhuge Kongming] may not."
El-Melloi looked at the defense line not far away and slowly pushed the frame in front of him.
