Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Chapter 38 : Booming City Garbage

Vichymiris fortress.

Wearing riveted chain mail, wearing black bearskin on his head, and holding a steel round shield in his left hand, Oudepius coldly looked at the Legionnaires ahead. Reflected in his black pupils are all exquisite faces that are extremely elegant and handsome. On both sides of these faces, which are much more beautiful than human women, there are even a pair of red and slender ears, which stretch out into the slightly cold air from the gap in the steel helmet.

That’s right, this Roman legion turned out to be composed of half-elves and even high-elves!

The elven tribes originally lived on the picturesque Greek peninsula, where they established splendid city-state civilizations. Hundreds of years later, under the leadership of a legendary emperor, they united together. Once conquered the vast expanse of the Persian demons, even reached the Indian Peninsula in the Far East, and established a huge empire spanning three continents, Asia, Africa and Europe.

Its prosperity is also violent, and its death is also sudden. With the passing of the legendary emperor, the empire he forged instantly became torn apart. The elven tribes that were forcibly unified are also scattered around the coast of the Mediterranean just like duckweed after the rain.

The families of the high elves are still the absolute masters of Greece, the drows went south to rule Egypt, the footprints of the wild elves traveled throughout Asia Minor and the fertile crescent moon, and the gray elves established a new city-state in Africa: Carthage.

Later, the gray elves ruled and enslaved dozens of dwarf fortresses in Iberia, and even under the leadership of another legendary elves, they crossed the Alps and invaded the Roman mainland.

However, those glorious pasts have long been ruthlessly run over by the wheels of history. The Punic War, the War of Conquest of Greece, the Holy Expedition of Egypt…Under the seemingly endless desire of the Romans to conquer, the elves can only tremble in secret, or kneel down docilely. Let his slender neck be chained with cold steel chains by the hungry Legionnaires. An incomparably exquisite and gorgeous flag has fallen into the dust of history, and countless fierce and **** falcon flags are flying above the ancient elves with a long history.

However, this also caused the number of half-elves in Rome to soar. Like Urpius Victory, this kind of legion created and enlisted directly on the Greek mainland, six out of ten are half-elves, and two more. One is a high elf. The last two? One is a Roman, the other is a barbarian who submits to the north.

“Odepius! Don’t be in a daze there! The orc scout touched it!” Suddenly, a terrifying roar drew the banner officer from the inexplicable sense of superiority.

I saw one holding a tower shield and a short sword. The half-elf wearing triple armor walked to him viciously. The soft and close-fitting cloth armor, riveted chain mail all over, and an extremely strong scale armor chest protect the half-elf’s toned body. On the exquisite helmet made of steel, the bright red feather crown that traverses the left and right sides of his head further demonstrates his noble identity as a centurion.

“Yes.” Oudepius sighed helplessly, hum! The slaves of the elves hundreds of years ago are now on the same level as the noble Romans…Forget it, obeying orders is a soldier’s bounden duty. Wait until he is in a higher position than him, and then settle the accounts slowly.

Thinking of this, the banner officer raised the bright and dazzling scarlet eagle flag in his right hand, and raised his white chin arrogantly. Quickly walked in front of hundreds of Roman soldiers wearing heavy chain mail and blood-colored cloaks. With well-trained imperial warriors, they formed an indestructible steel line of defense inside the city gate.

The top of the sacred eagle flag was not an ordinary steel spear tip, but a golden palm forged with pure gold surrounded by a golden wreath. There are six silver rings under the wreath, and a line of sacred Latin characters is also engraved on the delicate nameplate.

LEG·XXX·COH·I

First Battalion of the Thirtieth Army. Magnus guessed right. The Romans stationed inside the fortress had only one full battalion. The six silver rings symbolize the six hundred-man squadrons under the first battalion. But… the pure gold forged palm on the top of the flag shows that they are not ordinary goods, but the 30th Urpius Victory Army, the most brave and proficient main battalion! The golden wreath is to commend their outstanding military exploits!

In recent years, in order to dominate Gredinian, the Eastern Goths have launched a **** battle with monster clans and kingdoms such as ogres, orcs, wolves, goblins, and so on. It took a very heavy price to win the final victory. There is even no extra manpower to reinforce the fortress that is about to fall.

As a last resort, the new Eastern Gothic king had no choice but to present a large number of rare treasures from the north to the Eastern Roman Empire on the west bank of the Black Sea. He also knelt before Arcadius, expressing his willingness to become a vassal of the empire. This was exchanged for Augustus’ generous military assistance: a main infantry battalion, two cavalry centuries, oh, and an eight-man squad caster.

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“Ha! Look at the ridiculous appearance of those orcs!” One hundred and forty-four heavy-armored crossbowmen, all of them were drawn from the team of hundreds at this moment, and they were stationed on the high wooden wall, with the help of the dim firelight, contemptuously. Looking at the two hundred orc scouts who squatted with huge bodies, carried five or six javelins, tiptoed forward.

These savage and cunning green-skinned monsters, just like the centaur, picked this one because of the thick

The clouds, the dark night where the eyes can barely see the five fingers, launched a night attack on those human barbarians who do not have dark vision. However, they didn’t know that nowadays, the walls are full of elves with dark vision.

“emission!!!”

Following the lead of the centurion, the ready-to-go crossbowmen ignited the sharp crossbow bolts wrapped in the tarp inside the groove, and then squeezed the trigger of the heavy crossbow in their hands. The sound of the heavy crossbow string loosening, like a series of terrifying muffled thunder, blasted into the hollow of the city wall. Countless flame crossbows burning with raging flames drew a dazzling arc in the dark and cold night sky, nailing them to the bodies of the orc scouts!

Countless heavy crossbow arrows, shredding the armor and flesh of the orcs, stabbing the shields and bones wearing green skin, and burning the hair and skins of monsters! In the flame hell, there were bursts of miserable and desperate roars!

“It’s time for us!” Asana waved the heavy mace in her hand and ordered the Eastern Goths to attack. With the burning rockets of the Roman Legion, more than five hundred barbarian archers can now rely on the bright flames to accurately see the enemy’s location. They pulled the rough bows and arrows of different lengths into a terrifying full moon one after another, and shot sharp arrows that covered the sky and covered the sun at the dazzling fierce people outside the city!

Like the flame element, countless orcs who were burning with terrifying flames roared with pain. There were a few determined green skins, gritted their teeth and continued to run towards the fortress, but they were shot into hedgehogs by densely packed sharp arrows, ending the terrible pain they were lit by flames.

“Ha! This orc clan, but so.” Looking at the vanguard that the orcs had almost wiped out, the female priest of the barbarian clan finally breathed a sigh of relief, showing a satisfied smile on her pure and beautiful face. Although within the kingdom, the matter of becoming a dog of the Romans is quite controversial. But the female priest, who had long been persuaded by Roman missionaries to become a believer of the God of Punishment, was clearly on the side of Rome.

“Don’t be happy too early, barbarians, this is just a scout unit for the orcs to fight the vanguard.” Looking at General Asana who was smiling to the side, a male drow warlock with an abominable face let out an arrogant sneer. “This is just a tentative attack, the show is yet to come…what is that?!”

“Huh?” Asana turned her head to look subconsciously. But she did not have the dark vision that the drow could see farther than ordinary monsters, and could not see what was happening outside the city.

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“Cheating! Cheating! Those pink shrimps, how could they find my boys?!” An orc chief, who was two meters high in steel chain mail, furiously waved the two-handed axe in his hands. Roar up to the sky. Every round iron ring in the chain mail was shaking slightly at his boundless anger. “Forget it! Frontal attack! Carry out my bombing garbage! WAAAGH!!!”

“WAAAGH!!!” In the jungle, more than two thousand green-skinned monsters in animal skins opened their mouths full of sharp fangs, catering to the chief’s voice, and roared to the sky. It’s like a wave there. Amid the endless roar, pulled out a four-meter-high, tattered, patchwork huge garbage dump?

The male drow was holding his slender and sharp black ears, and in that wave of bloodthirsty roars, he carefully looked at the trash mountain carried by the orcs. The chassis of that thing is a simple raft made of countless wooden piles tied together.

However, the four-meter-high tattered thing above, the warlock really didn’t know how to describe it! It’s just a trash tied together with hemp rope to countless large wooden stakes, small tree branches, and dense bones and other messy things!

An exaggerated blood-colored rope is connected to the largest wooden stake on the trash mountain at one end. The other end is tied to a wooden pole that traverses the trash mountain. The slender left and right ends of the wooden pole are also tied with four shorter sticks, forming two skewed “meter” shapes.

Wait…Two green-skin monsters are turning the “meter” sticks on both sides of the trash mountain. The blood-colored ropes are slowly tightening and entangled in the slender wood with their movements. On the pole, he pulled the largest rough tree stump on the trash mountain and slowly descended from the top of the mountain.

What a junk thing that doesn’t talk about mechanics at all, is actually a torsion trebuchet? They used a bunch of wooden sticks and rope to make a winch abruptly? Can such a shoddy thing really be launched?

The drow was dumbfounded.

“Chief! The bombing of garbage is ready!” The panting orcs confirmed that the long rope woven with intestines, tendons, straw and other messy things has been tightened to the limit, and immediately shouted excitedly! The thick nostrils spit out two warm white mists in the cold night.

“Very good! Cannonballs! Come on! Let’s play bombing the city!” The green-skinned chief, who was a head taller than the ordinary orcs, laughed excitedly, and a huge monster named “Cannonball” sat there excitedly On top of a huge wooden stake. The monster was 5 feet tall, had extremely long arms, and had a rotten iron gray skin. The hair is black and green like seaweed.

The shells of these orc clans turned out to be a juvenile troll!

“Fly! High! High! Slightly!” Obviously the orc chief would not miss the rare opportunity to play. He personally loosened the rough noose, and the huge and thick wooden stake made a loud “bang”, instantly returning to verticality. The location, by the way, shattered about one-fifth of his parts.