"Those who block me will die!" Ardashire roared angrily as if a spring had been suppressed to the extreme catharsis when he was touching the Rome formation. Even if it was only one person, his momentum directly suppressed the Sixth Triumph Legion.

The heavy scimitar extended with flames and slashed towards the heavy Roman infantry in the front, tore the opponent's armor and took the opponent's remaining body away.

Blood sputtered Ardashire all over, but set it off like a demon.

At this moment, hundreds of elite soldiers collided with each other. The elite soldiers who were resting in peace, the elite soldiers of Rome, and the elites who were almost standing at the top of this world, nearly a hundred people fell down forever at this moment, but neither Ardashir nor Acino were moved.

In a battle of life and death, I want to save the country, and you want to destroy the country. Then whoever is right and who is wrong will be fought by their own strength. The fittest survives and the fittest survives. This has been the case between countries since ancient times!

There is only one way, either killing through or blocking it, it’s that simple. Even if there are swords and fires ahead, you must rush over to this level!

An Ai Centurion, who was shot several times, was once again pierced by the Roman heavy infantry during the roar and sprint. The flames that had originally been stubborn in their eyes gradually extinguished, but before the unyielding will was extinguished, the Ai Centurion seemed to feel something and swung his heavy scimitar in front of him with an unyielding aura.

The scimitar passed by a bloody color, and then the last ray of light in the eyes of the Centurion disappeared, and fell from the war horse with a sigh, and then was crushed into powder.

"Salute everything I have, for rest!" The moment he fell off his horse, the centurion chanted softly, "General Ardashir, you will surely succeed!"

The horse fell into powder, but the unyielding will and the faith that never regrets until death were directly incorporated into the blessing of the Rest Legion. Even if we fall, our spirit will be with you!

"Kill!" Ardashir roared and slashed out with a knife. Even if he had already reached the boundary like Ma Chao, even if he was as bright as a god or a demon, he could not truly affect the situation of the battle with his personal force on such a battlefield. Even Ardashir was inevitably injured.

With a sword, he killed the opponent in front of him, and a stinging feeling came from the wound between his waist and abdomen. However, this stinging not only did not shake Ardashire, but instead made him more ferocious.

Cut off weapons, cut off opponents, and cut off all enemies who dare to block them. Whether it is the Roman heavy infantry or the barbarian auxiliary soldiers, cut down with one knife and kill them. If even a mere decisive army cannot sweep across, then what else can you talk about tearing the encirclement of Rome, and escape from the sky with His Majesty and the flames of restlessness!

"Bang!" An arrow passed through the chest. There were no invincible generals and soldiers of this kind of war. Even if Lu Bu was mixed in, he was not unbearable by elite soldiers. Although Ardashire was strong, he was not an indestructible body of Vajra. No matter how strong his talent was, he still had his own limits.

Seeing the arrow in his chest, Ardashir was in a daze for a moment, then roared and broke the arrow shaft, knocked the arrow out from behind, and then blocked the wound with his muscles and continued to charge forward. He saw the Roman city guardian who was pulling the bow and arrow to the left, with the arrow pulling the left. However, Ardashir did not deviate from his route.

If you have a grudge, you can take revenge later. The current mission is to rescue Taixifeng. There is no need to spend time here. Every extra minute you can gain more spirit. After all, you are not a messenger, but a decisive army. From the moment you step into the Zagros Pass, Ardashire began to build up momentum.

The Sixth Triumph Legion's blockade did not last long and was killed by Ardashir. The losses of both sides were basically the same, but when Ardashir jumped out of the Sixth Triumph Legion's defense line, all the Roman elites, including Acino, felt deflated.

At this moment, as Ardashir stepped on the solid earth with his jealous hooves, all the soldiers felt a momentum that was completely different from the past, and all the soldiers felt a dawn that was approaching!

It's right, that's it. If you just followed Ardashir before, all the guards who followed Ardashir now have another idea, that is, they can win, and they may really win!

The Sixth Triumph Legion, who was waiting for the array, also encountered it. They could barely suppress the other party, but it was not easy to win. However, this time, it took less than two quarters of an hour to kill it through. The strength and weakness can be seen at a glance.

"Aldashir, give up." The moment Ardashir crossed the rear of the Sixth Triumph Legion, the voice of the commander of the Sixth Triumph Legion Arcion came from the Zagros passage, "You are too late!"

"Rome is not as strong as you thought! Just like you thought you could block me!" Aldashire's voice was conveyed in a mighty manner with the echoes of the mountains.

"I can lose, Rome can lose, but you can't afford to lose!" After having closed the rear army and cut off the infantry legion behind Ardashir, Acino's voice came again, "After An is dead!"

"I'll be alive and rest!" The voice was a little far away, but it could still be heard clearly. "As for you who can't afford to lose, then win and win the end!"

"No one in this world will be undefeated!" Accino split the legion and tried hard to intercept the remaining infantry legion of Ardashir. He could not kill Ardashir, and at least he would weaken the opponent's strength.

"Then I will be the first undefeated from ancient times to the present!" Ardashir came from afar with absolute confidence in his firm voice.

"Is the first one undefeated?" Accino sighed at Ardashire, who had disappeared from the mountain passage. This kind of spirit would have been born in Rome, but unfortunately she was born in peace.

[You don’t understand everything I shoulder at all, and you must never fail!] Ardashire’s eyes were like flames burning. For this land and to raise his motherland, he was willing to give everything he had. He absolutely would never fail!
Chapter completed!