"Hurry, fall a few soon!" After discovering that his family was completely in the celestialis, Vincenrio quickly ordered the soldiers who were very excited to fall a few times, but...

Looking at the headquarter that was standing in the end, Vincenlio was a little embarrassed and agreed to Emperor Caesar that he would definitely save face for other legions, but this was a bit too much.

On the other side, Vergilio was even more direct and kicked more than a dozen soldiers, indicating that their 10th Knights Legion suffered considerable losses in this battle, rather than defeating the Third Eagle Banner Legion without injury. After all, Emperor Caesar was right and needed to save face for the other party!

Kabi was caught in self-doubt when he watched this scene. Isn’t their Cyreniga Legion the top legion of Rome? Their combat power is notoriously high. Why is it so embarrassed this time that he can’t even knock down the opponent?

"Let's go, go, hurry up." Vincenlio took Virgilio away. He knew very well that these commanders of the 10th Knight who were beaten by the 10th Knights needed to calm down. It would be better for them to beat Thirteen Rose, which felt more comfortable.

"Are you here?" Renato looked calm and looked at Vergilio and Vincenlio, who were particularly arrogant in walking. He was already used to this kind of scene.

"Come to test your achievements in the past six months. The Emperor has devoted a lot of effort to you, so we are here!" Vergilio looked like an invigilator coming to evaluate.

"Where is General Kabi?" Prautianus asked as he looked at the two people opposite him.

"The Third Eagle Flag Legion was destroyed by us, and he is doubting life." Vergilio's arrogant expression was not artificial at all, and he was particularly straightforward.

"You rely on this equipment?" Prautianus frowned at the two men who only had arm shields and Roman daggers, and did not even have armor.

"Of course, the ostrich is just the burden." Vergilio said naturally. The 10th Knights' Legion had ridden this thing before and knew how to use it.

When a single legion broke through Egypt, the Tenth Knights were not wearing armor, holding a Roman dagger and an arm shield to protect Caesar, so they were also experienced.

"Aren't you afraid of encountering something on the road, destroying you?" Prautianus looked at the commander of the 10th Legion and the camp commander of the 10th Legion with dissatisfaction. This was obviously irresponsible to the Legion.

"Don't worry, when we encounter that situation, we will remember to strip Thirteen Rose's armor." Vergilio waved his hand and said, "That was what they did back then. Anyway, after their 10th Knights Legion came, Caesar would no longer need a slap guard like Thirteen Rose.

Renato covered his face and didn't want to speak, what is shameless and shameless? That's it. If you can still say such shameless words so openly, you will be the tenth Knight.

"Renato, why do I feel that your Thirteen Rose has not become stronger in the past six months, but has become weaker?" Vergilio went straight to the point, "You shouldn't throw the emperor's teachings behind you in the past six months, you feel weaker and weaker."

"Vergilio, you can beat us with your strength, but you can't deny our efforts. All the soldiers of Thirteen Rose have been working hard in the past six months, just to catch up with you." Renato said angrily, and was actually said by the Tenth Knight. Although Renato thought that the Tenth Knight was just for trouble, he was still very unhappy.

So a big battle between the two sides, Thirteen Rose fights against the Tenth Knight without armor, but is pressed into the soil by the Tenth Knight, miraculously turns into light and adds body. He catches Thirteen Rose hammers all the way and kneels down all Thirteen Rose. After the fight, the soldiers of the Tenth Knights are not in pain or not, but at least one or two are still physically patrolling.

"How... could it be... so strong..." Renato fell to the ground. He originally wanted to maintain his dignity and stood still, but in the end he was beaten by Vergilio. He really couldn't stand up. Now he was completely supported by his will.

"What's the point? Look at it yourself. The soldiers under your command could kill at least a few hundred of us half a year ago. What about now?" Vergilio squatted down and looked at Renato with anger. "What do you want to do for the Emperor's efforts all day long? Why are you getting weaker and weaker!"

Renato lay on the ground and had nothing to say. If he had thought the Tenth Knight was asking for trouble before, he would no longer think so. Thirteen Rose is really weakening. In the past, he could have taken at least eight hundred people on the other side, but now he can't even take three hundred people away.

So much so that Renato had to doubt what he was doing in the past six months. He was obviously experiencing painful training that made people's rational collapse every day, and was crazily strengthening himself. After working hard for half a year, he found that not only did not become stronger, but instead became weaker. This made Renato quite shaken.

"You're OK, you knocked down at least 300 people, and I didn't even knocked down three of them." Kabi reached out to help Renato up. He had realized what was going on now. His Cyreniga Legion was very strong, but he was too restrained against the Tenth Knight Legion.

Cyrenaga's talent for illusion splitting can divide the will and create a completely equivalent will body. This will has very strong combat power, whether as a split illusion body or as an additional body of itself.

Especially the former can also self-destruct, and it also divides will and has illusion forms. The conventional method cannot distinguish between true and false. The latter is directly equivalent to the will export, and after addition, it is equal to comprehensive strengthening, and a big explosion of one blow, which is perfect, but it does not have any use. To be precise, this ability is not as good as a heavy infantry against beatings for the Miracle Legion.

Because all self-explosion attacks have a core, that is, the degree of condensation of will. The stronger the will, the stronger the impact and lethality. Cyrenaga's talent has a certain degree of correction to the will, and it is effective in using it to explode military souls.

However, after facing the Tenth Knight and offsetting some of the power, the opponent's body that had a hammer to a certain extent ignored the blow. The only effective illusion blessing was that due to the Cyrenega Legion itself, there was no in-depth development at all.

After all, the Cyreaniga Legion used to wave his hand and a large sea of ​​fantasy soldiers came out directly. Melee combat, no such thing is good, and no such effect is good. Therefore, the talent for fantasy splitting is developed to a nearly weird level, and the blessing of fantasy is basically not developed much.

So when facing a legion that will be able to offset part of the attack and withstand the body and self-destruction, it is simply a gift to the person. Although there are not many legions of this type, if you really want to count it, the tenth knight, the Western Liang Iron Cavalry, the super heavy step, and the shield guards of Zang Ba's main unit are all Tian Ke.

These legions can all be used to offset some of the explosions with will, and then rely on their own strange defense to resist, so that the obviously super strong Cyreaniga is likely to be unable to hurt any of the opponent's soldiers and will be destroyed by the opponent's team.

After figuring this out, Kabi completely calmed down. It was not scary to lose. He realized his own shortcomings and then made up for it. For example, next, Kabi was ready to block the talent of the Illusion Split, and instead develop the Illusion blessing in depth. At least he could not let the embarrassing situation appear on the battlefield this time.

Losing to one's own people is at most a matter of self-esteem. Losing to the enemy is likely to be a fatal problem. More importantly, the strong are beneficial. Isn't it because of being arrogant, who are arrogant in walking, acting, speaking, and all kinds of arrogant people, who can live because of being strong?

"I'm not happy at all when you say that." After Kabi turned over, Renato took a few breaths, his face full of loss.

"Renato, when Thirteen Rose is the strongest, you can hold half of the Tenth Knight. If you can't do it, I can find the Emperor to change it." Vergilio looked at Renato and couldn't see the joy and anger, "You are the Emperor's shield, do you understand? I don't ask you to fight, but you must be able to hold on. As long as you can, the Tenth Knight will come to save you!"

The Tenth Knight beat Thirteen Rose the most fiercely, but the tenth Knight among all the legions can give face to Thirteen Rose, because in Caesar's era, no matter what opponent Thirteen Rose was, at least it could drag the Tenth Knight to save the field.

Whether it is the Celtics, Pompei, or Egypt, Thirteen Rose holds for at least every time until the Tenth Knight appears. The combat power may indeed be far inferior, but its survival and defense are second to none.

The legion with the strongest survival and defense among the Roman Eagle Flag was so hard that even Li Jue led the Western Liang Iron Cavalry to feel a headache when he saw Thirteen Rose. Half of this positioning was beaten by the Tenth Knight, and the other half was due to their own identities.

"I have obviously experienced very painful training, why is it weaker than you?" Renato finally asked his inner doubts.

"Because they are not getting stronger, they are just recovering." Prautianus walked over and looked at Renato and said, "They have their own paths. Rather than becoming stronger, they are restoring the strength they once had. It is difficult to explore, but it is easy to pursue."

"Ha, we were not as strong as we are now." Vergilio sneered with his arms.

"You used to be able to fight seven, can you do it now?" Prautianus asked, "The so-called stronger one is just to compare with the same period. Although they are also invincible, can you still fight Pompey's seven Eagle Flag Legion?"

Of course not. The Tenth Knight himself didn't know how he fought back then. Pompei had a great advantage, Caesar went against the trend, and then kicked Pompei to death or to fight hard. There was no unnecessary tricks, but he just hit it out.

"Thirteen Rose has cut off its inheritance. Even if it inherits its talent, they have cut off it. It is not the legion that came from two hundred years ago. Although they inherited the Eagle Banner and inherited their talent, they are still completely different from the legion before. If it is not destroyed, they can keep up with your speed, but now..." Prautianus said to Velgilio.

"Hmph!" Vergilio didn't say anything else. The Thirteen Rose was dead. Even if the Eagle Banner was revived and the talent was inherited again, Caesar was willing to give the other party the name of Rose, but they were no longer the original Thirteen Rose.

The simplest thing is history, heritage, and inheritance requires one's own re-creation. The more difficult the situation is, the more tragic the war is, the more important the inheritance of the history and heritage of the legion will become. Legions of the same strength, with these legions, the possibility of crushing their opponents in a fierce war is far greater than those without them.

This is why after the Second Tulajan Legion disappeared, Rome had reserves of Tulajan Legion and soldiers with speeding response and group adaptation, but they did not mean to form a Tulajan Legion, because even if it was formed, it was not a Tulajan Legion.

"Do you want to fight?" Vergilio said that he couldn't speak, and he was very upset now. The commander of the First Italian Legion, do you want to fight?

"It's good to pass the hand." Prautianus looked at Vergilio very calm.

An hour later, the 10th Knights' Legion was in a mess and knocked the First Italian Legion to the ground. More than a thousand people standing in the center of the scene were panting.

"I didn't expect that you have become so much stronger in just half a year." Vincenlio resumed his breathing and looked at the first Italian soldiers who were unable to afford the ground, and said in disbelief. If the Italian Legion before was not considered as the blessing of Rome City, it was at most a top-level dual talent, now it has exceeded the level of the Imperial Guards.

"Even you can't stand the power after the confinement." Prautianus said twitching, "Just like you, we are also retrieving our own strength. After all, we were the strongest legion in Rome and the last line of defense in Rome."

"This is not enough. Even the first auxiliary and the emperor guards' army were not as good as those of the army." Vergilio said calmly at the other party.

"It'll be fine soon. We have a very long history. The eagle flag is placed with you first and we will get it back as soon as possible." Prautianus said with great confidence.

"If we don't want to, no one can take it away from us. You can call it a strong man, but only we can call it an invincible man. If you can recover and find a way to merge with the Emperor's Guardian Legion, there is barely hope." Wienchenlio looked at the other party's rare ego. If there is an invincible legion in this world, they can only be them.

"It cannot be merged. Once it is divided into three talents and military souls, it is impossible to merge." Prautianus sighed, "It is no longer a legion."

"Who knows?" Vergilio walked over with his arms around and said with a sneer.

"Let's go, I'll be here today." Vincenlio looked at the time, then patted Velgilio's shoulder, indicating that the time was almost over. Besides, this kind of large-scale gang fight should be paid attention to the impact. "Renato, maybe we will come to see you in the evening."

Renato, who barely recovered, felt a thorny heart, and his scalp was numb, but the reality was so cruel. What the 10th Knights Legion did was very difficult to control, not to mention that from a certain angle, fighting Thirteen Rose is also a life adjustment for the 10th Knights Legion.

Although Thirteen Rose herself was in great pain, it was obvious that no legion would take the initiative to lend a helping hand in this regard. After all, no one is a fool!

"You are welcome to come and cause trouble at any time. We have a lot of free time recently. Next time, we may not be wearing cloth armor to accompany you." After turning over and riding an ostrich, Wien Cinlio smiled at the three legion commanders opposite him. Even if he had a bruised nose, his face could not cover the opponent's attitude of a winner.

After saying that, the group of people rode an ostrich and left, obviously they were here to beat the group of people. Now that they have finished fighting, they have returned to Rome.

In the Roman city, Tacito went to see Severu and Caesar one after another, and then made his own request. Severu and Caesar both thought about Tacito's request for a while.

"Do you challenge the 10th Knights?" Caesar looked at the young Tachito and couldn't help but sigh, "You should know that you can't win."

"Yes, I want to know clearly how big the gap between the two sides is." Tachito replied calmly, "It is far from enough not to do it yourself, just observing it alone."

The Tenth Knights Legion was like a catfish, messing up the whole Rome, making many legions that thought they were very strong but had no reason to fight again, because as the strongest Tenth Knights Legion was still becoming stronger, the first auxiliary, the Roman Emperor Guardian Legion was all like this, and other legions were forced to get involved.

This is the case with Tachito's Ninth Spanish Legion. To say whether this legion is strong or not, of course it is strong. The Han Dynasty is the top legion. When they fought with the Western Liang Iron Cavalry, they could be said to be a hero in the Imperial Guard.

However, Tachito is confused until now, and he finds that the gap between him and the strongest has not only not narrowed, but also has the intention to expand. Therefore, Tachito feels that it is necessary to experience it personally. If he feels right, he should participate in the war again and sharpen himself on the battlefield.

"Do you want to go to the battlefield?" Caesar said to Tachito. The Ninth Legion was also his former subordinate, so he was a little incest. It's not impossible to help him.

"In Rome, the luxurious and wealthy life gradually weakens me. Only on the battlefield can I clearly feel that I am becoming stronger." Tachito said calmly, "At the time when the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, who was equivalent to me, has become three talents. I have not taken that step yet, and I can't waste my time."

"..." Caesar looked at Tachito. He wanted to say that the talent of the Ninth Spanish Legion was designed by him. He could only follow the route of the Tenth Knight, or merge it into a talent and take the first auxiliary route. However, neither of these two can be achieved in a short while, but if it can be achieved, it will be very strong!
Chapter completed!