Is it not difficult for Marche to really want to scold his mother at this moment? If the soldiers under my command are so strong, I am afraid it is not difficult either, but isn’t there no problem?
"I'll go back and think of a solution." Marche said while keeping a smile. After all, you can't spit out sweet things, and you still need to save face.
"Brother, let me tell you, you are too gentle. The Twelve Legion is the backbone of us. Now that we are like this, I'm sorry for the country, I'm sorry for the government, and I'm sorry for the commander of the army. Why don't you let me give you a few beatings?"
"Yes." Vincenzo said to Marche with a smile.
The Tenth Knight has been banned, and he has also been banned. Although the two sides have now gathered their armies and have the combat power to suppress the Miracles, if not necessary, both sides will only use the Miracle Legion as a strategic deterrent. Whose Miracle will be the first?
If it ends, it means whoever is defeated at this stage, so Vincenzo has been a little idle during this period.
I only hit a dozen of Thirteen Roses every day, but Thirteen Roses may have really been beaten out of tolerance again, and Vincenzo no longer feels as good as before when hammering.
After all, the Miracle Legion is only as powerful as it is strong, but Thirteen Roses was beaten for a year and fought with Gao Lan on the battlefield for half a year. In all aspects, it has completely surpassed what it was before. For the Tenth Knight, it is equivalent to reaching a certain level.
A horizontal line, and if you continue to increase your power, you will truly be in a combat posture.
This is the difference between sparring and fighting to the death. In the former, no matter how cruel the Tenth Knight may be, he can still control the force exerted and there will be no accidents. However, in the latter, there is basically no way to guarantee that he will only be injured but not killed.
It could very well be fatal.
Therefore, the Tenth Knight has also been training more recently. After all, it is not the real ceiling. There is no way to guarantee that the Thirteen Roses will be played like a ball like before. Everyone is swollen, but the muscles and bones are fine, and Renato also clearly feels something.
I was secretly happy about the change, but I didn't dare to say it out loud.
In this way, the tenth knight can only change the target to beat. Looking around, the fifth skylark and the twelfth throwing thunder and lightning are okay. As for the very durable eleven loyal Claudius, save it, five
There are more than a thousand people loyal to Claudius, and with Vincenzo's few men, it's still a matter of debate who will fight who. Although Luciano places Vincenzo in a relatively high position, he is really not afraid.
In the army, the strongest is respected after all, and Eleven Loyalty Claudius is the top legion no matter what. Even Vincenzo will give him face. In this way, only Skylark and Thunder Thrower are left. Who can
Let these two be of the line of Caesar.
The Tenth Knight habitually believed that he was the leader of Caesar's legions and their elder brother. The eldest brother was his father, so he should accept the beating for brotherly love.
Palmiro decisively refused. Among this group of legions, the fifth skylark has the worst combat effectiveness. Relying on the suppression talent, the damage of the shots is not as good as the other legions. But in a head-on confrontation, forget it, forget it, the positioning is different.
, this is a reconnaissance corps.
"I'll go back and train them hard!" Marche refused decisively and wanted to hand it over to the tenth knight to beat them up. That would really be shameless.
"Stop, there is a large group of people invading." Just when Palmiro was watching the excitement of the others, his spirit moved slightly, and then his hand directly showed the light and shadow around him. However, it was snowy and he could not see anything.
Ermiro could only speak orally.
"The Han Dynasty has gone crazy again!" Marchai stood up and said as if he had been pardoned.
At the same time, a light wall quickly appeared at the location of each regiment commander, with a bright red line of Han troops invading on it, and the approximate scale and invasion location were marked on the side.
"Is it possible to do this now?" Vincenzo was also a little surprised. This light wall looked particularly impressive.
"I've already fought against each other here, what do you think?" Palmiro carried the Roman dagger and walked out, but as soon as he finished speaking, his face froze, "It is impossible to encounter opponents from both directions.
It’s three talents.”
While saying this, two red marks appeared on the light wall in front of all the legion commanders, and then marked danger, suspected of being a three-talented, melee heavy infantry.
"How did you collect so much information?" Vincenzo couldn't possibly participate in the battle. He and the Tenth Knight were on the platform, so he chased Palmiro and asked curiously.
"Light and shadow are also harmful." Palmiro rolled his eyes and said, and then the blurry phantom under his feet seemed to stand up and grabbed Vincenzo's legs. Vincenzo was stunned. This is
What the hell kind of talent?
"No, you fooled me." Vincenzo was the camp commander of the Miracle Legion after all. He quickly realized that this was not a matter of manipulating shadows to bind him, but that light and shadow were made into entities. This legion had the ability to manipulate them before.
The ability of light and shadow can only be said to have deepened this ability, but this ability looks very weird.
As he spoke, Vincenzo easily broke free from the shadow that restrained him, and then suddenly found that he seemed to have received some kind of invisible and immaterial restraint.
"It is the light that binds me. Sure enough, the emperor has taught you how to control the light." Vincenzo said with some caution. These two seemingly simple performances, used in the hands of the Fifth Skylark, can be said to be almost
There is no solution, "But your will is too fragile, otherwise it is really a very good ability, the ability to turn light and shadow into reality."
"Monster." Palmiro said after being silent for a while. He originally thought that he could suppress Vincenrio by relying on the ability gained from holding Caesar's thigh, but the other party reacted in a few seconds.
"It's not bad. In conjunction with the previous manipulation of light and shadow, now I have the ability to penetrate light and shadow with my will and manipulate light and shadow into actual attacks. It is really outrageous. If I learn another fantasy warrior and cut through the light, it will be quite powerful.
Yes, but the strength of his will is too low and the damage is not too strong." Vincenzo followed Palmiro out, commenting as he walked.
"But you don't seem to need too much damage, so this is fine. It will be good if you can protect yourself." Vincenzo said like an old mother, pestering Palmiro.
"Fantasy Soldiers? Do we need this?" Although Palmiro was choked by Vincenzo's words, he still said with a sneer, and then several selves appeared around him. This is the most basic operation of light and shadow.
Let one body show the ability of several images, and then swing the sword.
In fact, when Palmiro was splitting the image, Vincenzo realized that the Fifth Skylark could control the light and shadow and add additional attacks to the image it presented. The whole body may be covered with light and shadow, but the wrists
Part of the light and shadow was transformed into reality, and suddenly I felt so vicious.
"In this case, there is only one flaw left." Vincenzo touched his chin and said, while Palmiro nodded helplessly, locking his will. There was really nothing he could do about this.
"Okay, you should just be an eyesore. It's useless to get stronger. There happens to be a legion in the Han Dynasty opposite to restrain you." Vincenzo patted Palmiro's shoulder, rushed out with the legion, and then
Milro disappeared directly in the snow. As an assassin corps with a reconnaissance nature, how could anyone see its true form?
"The Han army is really crazy!" Nigel said with a dark face, "Papinian, look, this is not my fault, it was the Han Dynasty who started it. Two three-talented super elite troops, from then on
These two directions are coming, they want to fight us, I can't go too far if I fight back."
Papinian sighed, but in the end he didn't say a word. What you said is very reasonable. I have nothing to say. Is it really for peace that the Han Dynasty and Rome asked your two commanders to come here? Or maybe everyone is holding on to it.
You have the idea of restraint, but is this called restraint?
The moment Nigel rushed out of the camp, his dark face returned to a proud look. He was just a warmonger. If he fought, it would be very uncomfortable to stay in Rome without fighting. No matter it was training troops or fighting to the death, no one in Rome would do it.
Don't be afraid!
"The Eleventh Legion has gone to block the front." Nigel looked at the light wall formed in front of him, which showed the positions of the Han Dynasty and the Roman Legion. Compared with the Han Dynasty, the Roman Legion was marked which one.
The current position of the legion makes commanding more difficult.
"Luciano, we Slavs are here again!" Igor, the commander of the Bear Cavalry Legion, was quite ferocious when he saw Luciano. The entire Slavs have suffered too many losses from the Eleven Loyalty Claudius Legion.
, and the most serious one is the Valery tribe who now commands the heavy axemen. However, this does not mean that other Slavs have not encountered Luciano.
"Who are you?" Luciano asked in confusion after Luciano's inner-qi separated general held Igor.
"I am Igor, the patriarch of Black Sea Slavs!" Igor roared.
The Slavs under his command also roared and rushed towards various ice axes. Under the current temperature, including the blessing of talent, the strength of ice blades even exceeded that of steel.
More importantly, for the same volume, the weight of weapons made of ice is only about one-eighth of that of steel, so the Slavic weapons appear quite terrifying at this moment.
"Bang?" The soldiers of the Loyal Claudius Legion held up the ice axe, feeling the fierce power and terrifying impact without any reservation.
"I didn't expect you Slavs to have such a background!" Luciano grabbed the ice blade with one hand, and started the five-layer cycle of sacrifice directly. The fierce momentum directly blew away the surrounding snowflakes, and the cloak automatically moved without wind, and then Lu
Siano stared at the Slav opposite and said indifferently.
"Suffer death!" Wielding an ice ax as big as a man, the Slav fiercely slashed at the Eleventh Legion. The ice shards burst and the Roman soldiers took a few steps back.
The attack range of such a super-large weapon makes it impossible to dodge in close combat and can only resist. The ice slag splashed at close range exploded with a little blood, and all the old and new grudges were released at this moment.
