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Chapter 3004 Burn everything

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    "Shoot!" Kirkuk roared and slashed with his sword, killing the Macedonian elite in front of him who was out of shape due to his own movement.  However, then I saw more spears coming from the opposite side. If there is nothing unnecessary, the Macedonian Legion has always been known for its cooperation, and its old-fashioned and dull combat methods also mean rigid dogma and simplicity.  The movements that have long been burned into the body's instincts, combined with this simple straight thrust, easily blocked Kirkuk's movements. If it were not for the desperate resistance of the guards around him, this counterattack alone would be enough to take Kirkuk away.  Walk.  After all, the battlefield is never a place for one-handed rampage. Even a top general like Lu Bu needs the cooperation of his personal guards in order to fight with the momentum he deserves.  Stab, recover, and stab again. There is no need to care about other directions or long-range attacks. The comrades around you will protect yourself from being killed by the opponent to a distance where the weapon cannot turn back, and the Scythian archers behind you are enough to fight with  Compete with any remote.  Scythia also has a place among the top archer corps in the world.  "Babak, you go first!" Kirkuk felt the bloody brilliance on the ground. He knew very well that this was the inheritance secret method created by the Parthian Empire. However, this kind of thing is not important. What is important is to continue to be dragged.  No one can leave here.  "Shut up, I promised to cut off the queen together with you!" Babak roared and waved his spear and charged towards the Eighth Augustus Legion, but the other party pushed Babak back without fear.  A legion that fights head-on, the Augustus legion is never afraid of its opponents!  "Throw a spear to suppress!" Babak also has a tough temper. He is still holding his breath, suppressing his own soul reflection and not blooming. He is waiting, waiting for the last moment to come, either to succeed, to reach the sky in one step, or to die.  Under Ctesiphon!  "Tap, tap, tap!" There was a dull sound. Even if the essence of heaven and earth was used to attach it to greatly enhance the power of the spear, it failed to create much results in the face of Augustus's refined movements.  Not to mention creating a breach or something.  "Order the Macedonian legion to huddle up and defend, all the Scythian soldiers should be cocked, and the longbows should be fired quickly!" Filippo saw that although the Macedonian legion had an advantage for a while, it looked like it would be difficult to take down the Milanese guards, and in other directions,  Although Rome fought hard, it was indeed difficult to gain the upper hand in the face of the desperate An Xi, and he immediately roared and ordered.  Failure to open up the situation means delaying time. As the dominant party, knowing clearly that delaying time might lead to accidents, Filippo made a prompt decision and fought to reduce the combat effectiveness in a short period of time to first destroy the resting legions.  After all, although Rome's strength is very strong, it is distributed in four directions. Even if the main army at the south gate is very strong, it cannot be said to have an absolute advantage over Anxi, who has broken through violently. As for the other three  A large army is coming from several directions There is basically no hope for the north. After all, the short leg of Rome is famous throughout the history of the world. It is possible from the east and west sides, but it is not possible to rush over and attack in a short while.  Following Filippo's order, the Macedonian Legion directly transformed into a tortoise shell state, completely shrinking behind the shield, and a dense wall was erected in front of the Milanese guards. Kirkuk was stunned for a moment, and then decisively used the spiral force.  The field was opened to the maximum, and then the shield was raised to defend. However, a dense rain of arrows covered it. In just five breaths, Scythia shot a pot of arrows empty.  Facing such arrows that were equivalent to strong bows, and under such a scale and quantity, even the Milan guards who relied on the spiral force field to innately suppress arrows were killed on the spot.  It was even more because of the subsequent burst of fire that several holes were opened in the battle line, and the Macedonian Army seized this gap and began to counterattack violently.  The Milanese guards, who were originally suppressed, were forced to open a passage due to the huge gap between the two sides after the Macedonian Legion seized the vital points of the broken battle line and attacked fiercely.  Caught in a semi-encirclement of the Macedonian legions.  "Kill!" Kirkuk struggled to lead his guards to the front line, hoping to use his bravery to pull up a counterattack line. As a result, the Macedonian army concentrated its superiority and killed it before it even started to attack.  Suppressed.  Kirkuk, who was shot twice and had seven arrows in his body, looked at the half-surrounded Milan guards and roared, leading the remaining dozen or so guards to launch his own final charge towards the Macedonian legion. However, he had not yet arrived.  Before the Macedonian Legion, the steel spear fired by Filippo directly nailed Kirkuk to the ground.  ¡°Milan Family, KirkukGive the head.  "Filippo, whose bow string was still moving slightly, said coldly. He could still recognize the top nobles in peace. Kirkuk, who was penetrated by the steel gun through the chest and hung upside down on the gun barrel, clearly felt the loss of his life. Milan  The guards were still fighting desperately, and the personal guards around him were also fighting hard to avoid falling into the hands of the Romans, but Kirkuk had a very clear feeling that he could not win, not at all.  The gap is too big] Kirkuk felt the weak beating heart in his chest. If he were a legion of the Fourth Eagle Banner Legion and he only had Milan guards, he would not lose so quickly. It is a pity that on this battlefield  There are enemies everywhere, Roman barbarians, Roman eagle flags, there are more than ten legions at the same level as his own Milanese guards. "How despairing" Kirkuk slowly closed.  Eyes, waiting for death to come, he had already given up when Filippo nailed him to the ground with an arrow. He was the one who cut off the latter, and he was not the most suitable one to cut off the latter. He would die. From the beginning, he had  Got it. ¡°Kirkuk!  "When Babak saw that Kirkuk, whom he had greeted before, was pierced by an arrow, he no longer bothered to hide himself and rushed directly towards Kirkuk, but an arrow pierced his chest.  But what about the world-breaking force? In this kind of battlefield, even a world-breaking expert may be killed directly by a hidden arrow. Babak looked at the arrow on his chest, looked at the bright red blood, and looked at it.  Kirkuk was lying on his back, and for some reason a fire burned in his chest. Kirkuk, whose eyes were almost dark, opened his eyes with difficulty when he heard the scream, and saw that.  During the chest piercing scene, I didn't know where I had the strength to speak, but when I didn't want to speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out. I could only raise my hand tremblingly and move it, trying to point to the south to signal Babak to hurry up.  Go, don't worry about yourself. However, Kirkuk, who has always been proud, couldn't even raise his hand at this moment. Before he could point out the direction of his right hand, a sword flashed past, and Kirkuk's head fell to the ground.  The raised finger fell heavily, but for some reason Babak fully understood what the other party meant. He roared, turned around and led the soldiers towards the front. At the same time, the bloody luster on the ground splashed onto Kirkuk.  After the last burst of blood, it suddenly burst out and gathered in the direction of Babak. There was only one percent chance, but at this moment it really became a reality, and the remaining three thousand Milanese guards also looked like this.  As if he understood something, he roared and launched an attack at the Macedonian Legion and the Eighth Augustus Legion on the other side, desperately trying to buy time for Babak to realize his monarch's last wish and allow his comrades to rush out.  "Babak, run.  "The moment the blood-red luster covered it, Babak's ears heard Kirkuk's voice as if he were hallucinating, and then before he could speak, he felt a push behind him to get him out of here. "  At this moment, Babak stood there like a sculpture, the fire in his heart was burning crazily, and he no longer needed to understand the things he had never understood at this moment. I don¡¯t know, completely.  I don¡¯t know, I don¡¯t understand, I don¡¯t understand at all. The enlightenment I have been longing for has lost its value to him. Now he only has one idea, destroy the Rome in front of him, follow his inner thoughts and destroy the Rome in front of him. ¡°No matter what!  I can't understand it even if I think about it" Babak said softly, constantly thinking about the three talents, what the military soul is, and how to be promoted. However, now that the fire in his chest has burned everything, why bother to think about [m.  ¡¿Check, why bother with desire? Just let the anger in your chest destroy everything in front of you. "Rome, you die!"  "Babak's roar spread in all directions, and the guards beside him burst into anger as if they were infected by that power, directly crossing the last line that Babak had been thinking about. Three  The final manifestation of the talent decisive battle unit, Babak's personal guard, the third ideal talent, the resting unity talent, burning everything of the opponent is no longer a simple offset talent, Babak's personal guard is almost burning at this moment,  The injuries on his body, as long as they were not fatal attacks, were quickly restored in the flames that rose at this moment. Then, the talent that was originally just a burning talent seemed to really burn under Babak's urging. "  Come, let us burn that mortal future!  "Babak roared and raised his gun to sweep across. He roared towards the south with Kirkuk's legacy. This kind of flame wrapped around the weapon was not real, but for soldiers who were not strong enough, it would be more real than real.  The flames are still thereTerrifying, and for Babak, who is now trying to burn down Rome, even dual talents cannot save him!
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