Chapter 625 [Power from the East]
When Pang Juan's expeditionary army burped all the way toward Rome, the southern legion of Rome was in extreme contradiction...≦...≦
The Roman legion, which achieved full professionalization a hundred years earlier than China, has reflected the harm caused by institutional rigidity. Because of the stupidity of the Senate, their army did not receive instructions to return to Rome, but the Roman legion commander must not leave the garrison before receiving the order signed by the consul and the Senate, otherwise he would be regarded as treason!
With the delay in information and almost blind confidence in the city of Rome, none of the six southern legions went to Rome. When the news of the destruction of the Titus legion reached their base, the first thing the great legion commanders had to do was not to immediately raise troops to aid Rome, but to send their correspondents to try to spread the barbarian blockade to Rome to ask for his orders. Rome, whose legal civilization was more advanced than China, was bound by the laws he had made at the most critical moment.
However, after receiving the prompt from Marcus, they did at least one clever thing and did not stop Pang Juan's army. In fact, they could not stop it. The iron armor of the 100,000 Qin people was enough to make the entire Mediterranean tremble. As long as they did not attack the city of Rome and were willing to help the city of Rome, the Roman legion commanders were naturally happy to see it. At least two of them were Marcus's confidants and had already obtained some information from the consul. Rome should have changed. If there was a person similar to a dictator, the city of Rome might not have suffered the current crisis.
Marcus no longer remembers how many Gaul barbarians he killed in the city, but only remembers that he had changed at least five swords and was desperately pulled into the protection circle by the guards three times and then rushed out three times.
Rome is suffering the biggest crisis in history. What is the life of a mere consul? At least the Roman emperor promised by the Orientals to save the city of Rome first!
After the destruction of Titus's legion, the city of Rome had lost its strongest protection. Now the ones who refused to defend the city were the private soldiers of various major families, the guards of officials at all levels, and even the guards of the senate ceremonials wearing milky white robes. The nobles who were soaking in the hot pool all day long were forced to express their bloodiness that should have belonged to the Romans by the Gaul barbarians! Marcus just saw a controversial aristocratic young man killing more than a dozen Gauls in a row, and then jumped off the city with a Gallic commander and fell into meat paste with the invaders!
This young man comes from an ancient, corrupt, and even cruel family. His favorite thing is to abuse the most beautiful female slaves, and even cut off their heads to make toilets and wine vessels. Even in the noble circle, he was despised by everyone.
But such a corrupt and cruel nobleman, when the city of Rome was in danger of falling, he chose to die with his enemies. At that moment, Marquez and the nobles of Rome completely forgot his bad deeds. He only remembered the yell when he leaped off the wall with his arms, "Bad bastards, guard Rome for me! Rome will never fall!"
The spirit of the Romans supported this great city, and the madness of the Gallics was like the most terrifying natural disaster. Even if the city was made of steel, they had to chew it down. Countless Gauls attacked the city of Rome frantically under the call of the King of Gallic. Standing at the head of the Roman city, looking at the Gallics, the military formation of the Gauls had already reached the southernmost end of the Tiber River! This mother river that gave birth to Rome has now been stained with blood. The spirits of the Gaul barbarians and Romans collided fiercely in this river, and they both had to compete for control of the Apennine Peninsula.
Marcus looked at the broken guards beside him, his chest was as violent as the sea surface where a Category 8 hurricane had just roared and stabbed a Gaul centurion who had just climbed to the top of the city with a sword. He kicked the other party's body down to the city, and shouted loudly to the oriental man standing behind him: "Where is your army, why haven't you come yet?"
"It's almost here, the old Qin people never break their trust in their friends."
Jing Jian stepped in front of him. His palms shot out like lightning, knocking the two Gaul barbarians down to the city, turning their heads to point south: "I have seen the flag of Lao Qin. Listen, it is the war song of Lao Qin. Isn't it very majestic?"
"Adjust Lao Qin, expand my rivers and mountains, and blood will not flow dry, and death will not turn back."
As soon as Jing Jian finished speaking, the passionate battle song came from the south of the city, the songs from far to near, from low to high. It gradually spread throughout the Roman city. Accompanied by the war songs, there was a sound of horse hooves like thunder. The distance was very far away when it first started. It became deafening in an instant!
The Romans and the Gauls who were sacrificing their lives and fighting to the death stopped and looked towards the south of the city at the same time. On the Tiber Plain in southern Rome, a torrent of steel was racing towards the city of Rome at a flying speed. It was an unprecedentedly powerful cavalry!
The Gaul barbarians who were so poor that they could only wrap their little butts with leather armor were shocked. The Romans, who had armor like artworks, were also stunned. This was actually a full-armored cavalry wrapped in iron armor from head to toe, from people to horses!
They waved countless black flags. Even their faces were covered with armor made of copper, iron or leather, and were covered with black body. They were leisurely and devils. Even if they were riding on horses, the bows and arrows in their hands could still be fired continuously, and they were extremely accurate. Before the Gaul Legion under the city could really contact them, nearly a thousand people were shot down by the overwhelming rain of arrows.
When they approached the Gauls' military formation, these brave knights suddenly shouted, as if a thunderbolt sounded in the air. The bows and arrows in their hands disappeared, replaced by long weapons that were two feet longer than guns. With the powerful horsepower, they crashed into the Gauls' military formation like a wall of steel!
"My God!" Marcus and all the Roman nobles in the city of Rome were stunned. They saw with their own eyes that countless tall Gaul barbarians were bombarded in the air by this powerful impact, and some were like grilled fish on meat skewers. Often two or three Gauls were pierced on a spear.
In just one attack, five thousand old Qin's fully-armored cavalry taught a lesson to the Romans and the Gauls. In the Apennine Peninsula, where cavalry rarely seen, the charge of a built-in cavalry was simply the hand of death! The two Gaulian formations under the city of Rome were torn apart on the spot, and these knights did not even look back at them, and then went to the Gaul king formation farther away.
The majestic and strange war song just now sounded again, but this time what the Romans and the Gauls saw were endless infantry formations coming from the south, and neatly arranged square formations of thousands of people spread out from the Roman city, and spread to the end of the sky!
Is this the power from the East? This is simply the power that only the gods of Olympus have!
Chapter completed!