Perhaps the Slavs were born to be suitable for this legion, or perhaps because the legion’s requirements for organizational strength were not so extreme. At this moment, Bai Shen showed explosive power, combined with the Slavs’ tendon flesh, truly reached the category of the three-talent legion.

"Hahaha!" Igor danced a giant axe that was big, swept the wind and snow. The extreme coldness of the Eastern European plains was naturally accompanied by the drop in temperature, which made the Romans' weapons obviously brittle, and the destructive power of the ice axe was fully displayed at this moment.

After the Slavs' tyrannical fighting style was discovered that they were suppressing each other, they, led by the commander of a thousand men, started moving around with ice axes and tried to surround the 11th Legion.

Compared with the Han Dynasty's way of not actively destroying the main Eagle Flag Legion of Rome, the Slavs and the Romans had a lot of hatred, while the top legion of the Eleventh Legion, which had been squatting in the Slavs' territory for many years, had a lot of hatred between the two sides.

"I underestimate you." Luciano's Roman dagger directly slashed the ice axe with glow, and then quickly retreated back to the front line. However, when the ice axe that had been dancing around the wheel turned around again, the break on the ice axe had naturally closed part of it.

"I really didn't expect that you Slavs would have such a legion." Luciano stared at Igor opposite and showed a little cautious. The Slavs did not act too strong among the three barbarians, and at most they were relatively united. Unexpectedly, there was such a legion in their hometown.

"Hmph, you have never entered Eastern Europe before, nor have you ever fought with us in winter. When our Slavs is the strongest, it is winter." Igor lowered his body, and the gap on the axe blade has been naturally completed with the effect of climate and talent, and once again became a weapon that can cut and kill the opponent. "This is the first time and will be the last time."

Igor took the White Disaster Legion to Slav without hesitation. He had never been here in winter before. The Slavs had the final say in whether there was such a thing, so they saved the Han Dynasty from taking the blame.

"I really underestimated you." Luciano breathed deeply, and a string of white mist slipped straight, then turned into ice residue. At this moment, Luciano lowered the center of gravity as much as more than ten years ago, mobilizing the muscle groups like a cheetah, and preparing to attack.

A large part of the reason why Luciano easily believed that Baisha belonged to the Slavs was that this legion was too compatible with the Slavs. Moreover, if this legion was created by the Han Dynasty, it would definitely be given to his own legion, not to the Slavs.

The Romans also had this idea that if they were not of my race, their hearts would be different. They even said it too much that the Romans and the Han people might even like each other.

"Kill!" The previous battle between the two sides had already made their subordinates understand the strength of their opponents, and the brief ceasefire was just to prepare for the next step. The sights were staggered, and the eleventh Legion and the Slavs' Bai disaster rushed over directly.

Both sides are specialized legions, and they do not have any special talent effects. They only have strong defense, terrifying lethality, and shocking will to fight.

The ice slag was rolled back, the sword blade shattered, and was forced to be reduced to a battlefield below minus 60 degrees by Bai Shen. It showed its extremely cruel side when both sides made all their efforts. The blood condensed as soon as it splattered, and the wound turned into a black green moment when it slid. Even if the 11th Loyal Claudi Legion is worthy of the peak Roman legion, it is difficult to survive after the ice axe.

"Retract the power to protect other legions, sacrifice the Eagle Flag reserve to the legion, and disperse some of the strength to maintain body temperature." After slashing and killing two Slavic soldiers, Luciano ordered loudly that the refined Slavs cooperated with Bai Dan, no longer need to be said to be surpassing the Imperial Guards, which is comparable to three talents, but they really have three talents.

"Claudi's glory is imposed on me!" Luciano decisively sacrificed the power reserved by the Eagle Banner. Although the Bai Disaster led by Igor was not stronger than them, the power flow brought by extreme cold and the fragility of weapons had a great impact on the Roman soldiers.

In this environment, if you can't get rid of the opponent for a short time, the loss of physical strength caused by extreme cold is enough to drag them until they lose their combat effectiveness. Therefore, Luciano directly sacrificed the eagle flag and used the power of the scattered part to maintain body temperature and ensure the strength of the weapon.

The red flames representing the Julia Claudi Dynasty were directly wrapped around the soldiers of the 11th Legion along with Luciano's sacrifice. The injuries caused by the broken ice residue on the original body were also forcibly recovered under the influence of this force.

"Although I can't do the power of Alessandrona to kill his opponent with one punch, under the glory of Claudi, as long as my will is not destroyed, what is the mere injury!" Luciano roared and led his soldiers under his command to rush towards the Slavs wearing ice armor.

Having said that, the glory of the Claudius dynasty had long disappeared, and the Eleventh Legion also denied the later Claudius family.

The legion that originally lived on glory and existed for that dynasty and emperor only had one title left. It can only be said that it was to retain this title.

The ice armor shattered, and the body of the refined Slavic soldier had a clear depression in the position where he was hit. The powerful force of the fifth level sacrifice, combined with the belief that he ended, was comparable to the ice armor of heavy infantry armor, and broke on the spot in the face of such a fierce force.

The blood of the knuckles slowly dripped, but before it could fall, the injuries on the hand had recovered most of the condensed aura and the brilliant will of the melt were all included in the bodies of the soldiers of the 11th Legion. The will and the aura were in one, and there was no reservation at all.

Similarly, even if the Slav soldiers were severely injured and dying, they still siege fiercely as long as they had a breath. Compared to the fact that they had no qualifications to deal with the front, at this moment, they at least had the power to fight.

"Die!" The one-man-sized ice axe crushed the Roman soldiers in front of him with terrifying power, splattering blood, turning into ice residue, and then slashed at the other Roman soldiers again, and would not stop until the moment they were killed by the opponent.

The natural warrior, the evil bear in the snow field, is the Slavs. They have endured the Eleventh Legion for too many years, and this time they finally have the power to fight. Even if they can't beat it, they still see hope.

"Reinforcements are coming." Igor said as he sneered and looked at his opponent.

The opponent clearly cut off the ice armor and cut out a fatal wound. If the White Disaster Legion had the ability to condense ice and not frostbite itself, it instantly blocked the bleeding wound, Igor, who should have been cold at this moment, had his eyes still been unruly.

"That's the legion commander's business, killing you is mine." The general who protected Luciano's internal energy and left the body said with a sneer, "Loss? Impossible."

"There are really two such things. The Slavs' foundation is indeed beyond expectations. With such cultivation and this talent, they actually have such combat power in winter. No wonder the entire Eastern Europe is their territory." Luciano glanced at the reorganized White Disaster Legion rushing towards the other direction and said to the light curtain in front of him.

Although it is impossible to transmit voice, you can still understand the simple words when speaking. As for sign language, sorry, the Eleventh Legion has been on the Black Sea front for many years and has never returned to cooperate with the Fifth Skylark. It has played tactical information in sign language. Luciano once knew it, and now he has fed the dogs.

"I'll leave the remaining Han army to you. I have two three talents. It's not the kind of combat power you mentioned, which is similar to the three talents, but the real thing. It's a strong enough physical fitness to cultivate itself. I have added ice armor and a giant axe. The attack and defense physical foundations are all top-notch." Luciano said to Palmiro, who was a little blurred and a little panicked in the light and shadow.

If this is the case, Luciano is not afraid, because even so, he did not reach the real three talents. What makes Luciano really feel is the low temperature after being covered by the white disaster. This has too much impact on physical strength, flexibility, and weapon strength. It requires greater output from the Eleventh Legion to maintain a normal level.

With one plus one subtraction, the Slavic version of the White Disaster Legion has truly gained three talents.

"Next, unless you are defeated and ask me to retreat, don't inform me of anything, my opponent is very deadly." Luciano looked at the White Disaster Legion who was also surrounded by a giant axe from the other direction, and directly broke off contact with Parmiro.

"Igor, hold on, where is Luciano? I must kill him this time!" Oleg roared loudly, just as Ankyo hated Thirteen Rose, the Slavs hated the eleven loyalty Claudi's hatred for the long-standing hatred between the two sides.

"I can't find it in the army, just kill it!" Igor said with a laugh. At this moment, he really saw the dawn of victory.

The Slavic leaders looked at the Eleven Loyal Claudi Legion at this moment, their eyes were red, and they had a lot of hatred between them, but they had never had the chance to defeat this legion before, and now the Han Dynasty gave them this opportunity.

On the other hand, Parmiro's face turned pale, two real three talents, the Slavs have such a trump card? Although I have observed it before, it is difficult to determine the combat effectiveness. On the other hand, I also suspect that the Han Dynasty is crazy again.

"Transfer the information with peace of mind, just hand it over to Luciano." Vincenlio pressed Palmiro's shoulder and said, "If Luciano can be killed, that guy will definitely withdraw and not stay there. The Slavs are obviously not the killing move of the Han army."
Chapter completed!