They are the Tenth Knights Legion, and Emperor Caesar is still watching them. They must not lose.

"Humph! I really think I have no one in Rome!" Penirence snorted coldly, and under the watchful eyes of Severus and Caesar, he called Benito.

"Let Luciano move and pass on the power to the Tenth Knight Legion. Haven't their Eleventh Legion arrived on the battlefield yet?"

Caesar blinked. He didn't know what this legion was, but according to Penelens, could it convey power?

"They Parthia can transfer power and inherit power. Don't we in Rome have such an Eagle Banner Corps?" Penilence said with a sneer.

He didn't react before, but now that he saw the way the Burning Legion advanced, Penelens instantly realized that this was just relying on the burning power of the will of the empire to superimpose the power of the same source.

They, Rome, don't have the guts to show imperial will, but that doesn't mean they don't have such power.

"The Eleven Loyal Claudius Legion, it seems, has something to do with Caesar the Dictator!" Severus looked at Caesar with a confused face and explained with a smile.

"Oh?" Caesar was very happy, because things like power transmission sounded very good. He never expected that such an outstanding existence would appear among his descendants.

However, Severus did not continue talking. We cannot say that the fourth emperor of the Roman Empire, Claudius, was followed by the fifth Nero, and then the dynasty ended and a new dynasty started.

But in fact, Caesar didn't care. He didn't even understand the matter of Octavian becoming emperor.

But looking at the current Roman Emperor, he probably understands something inside.

But for him, only the Tenth Knight and Thirteen Roses deserved attention, while the others had long since changed.

"Let me see, the tenth..." Luciano used his talent to feel the tenth knight, and then fell silent.

What kind of ghost army is this? Is the Miracle Army so unreasonable?

Luciano felt that filling in the entire Eleventh Legion would not be able to replenish the strength of the Tenth Knight. In other words, the Tenth Knight would probably be cutting melons and vegetables if they were to attack them.

"Let's use barbarians!" Luciano shrugged, and directly circled a large group of barbarian legions wandering outside the battlefield, and then sacrificed them directly, transmitting all their power to the tenth knight.

It is true that the Tenth Knight can crush these barbarians because the upper limit of each of their legions is not high, but the total added up is actually about the same.

Penilence looked at the suddenly sluggish large group of barbarians, frowned, and prepared to directly transfer the Emperor's Guards Corps.

What they want is a complete victory, and the front line here is suddenly as thin as a feather, and some of them may be lost by the Parthian army.

"Leave a gap and let them go!" Severus suddenly stopped Penilence.

Penilence was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Severus was planning to leave a buffer zone for the war.

After nodding, he adjusted the layout again to leave an escape route, which could also maximize the overall strength of Rome.

Virgilio, who had received the help of the Eleventh Legion, grinned. His body, which had been completely empty, was once again filled with strength. Although it was not at its peak, it was still mostly recovered.

For them, this is enough. A mere incomplete miracle, most of the power is enough. This is the confidence of their Tenth Knight Legion.

Babak took a deep breath and looked at the Tenth Knight Legion, which was gaining momentum again, without the slightest fear.

"war!"
Chapter completed!