Mythical Three Kingdoms

Therefore, when the Fourteenth Legion moved to the right to release the Assault Legion and the Fifteenth Legion to merge as one, although there were actions by the Sassanid Fars to send troops to prevent it, they didn’t put in much effort, especially since this movement was from the direction of the Fourteenth Legion towards the Fifteenth Legion.

This behavior caused the invincible Thirteen Roses Legion to drift further away from the other two legions. This super elite legion, led by descendants of the Roman Royal Family, finally found itself completely engulfed by the Parthian Army when the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Legions merged.

"Does Parthia intend to devour this legion?" Zhuge Liang was slightly stiffened. Today has really been an eye-opener—first a fully established super elite, then nearly a hundred thousand of the same elite talent legion, subsequently several Assault Legions led by Inner Qi Manifestation appeared, and now the situation of encircling and annihilating an organized super elite legion is here.

"It feels like what we haven’t seen before got a good look today." Sima Yi opened his mouth, then said with a hint of helplessness.

"Fellow generals, do you think Parthia can take the opponent down?" Chen Gong inquired, the situation is quite peculiar, both sides are tough nuts.

"It’s not easy," Gao Shun replied after a moment of silence on behalf of others, "the besieged Roman Heavy Infantry Legion has too strong a defense."

Li Jue nodded beside and said, "Heavy infantry is inherently a defensive strong type, it’s very clear that this legion has a talent for defense, and from my current observation, this legion also has the ability to rebound all close combat attacks."

"This is basically a steel-skinned hedgehog, the Parthians’ slashing or even assault damage is essentially useless on these heavy infantry, while the rebounded, scattered attacks can hurt the attackers." Guo Si said with a bitter smile, "This thing is really tough to deal with."

"Such a legion, apart from having heavy infantry deal with it, can only be afflicted with long-range attacks, while the damage from those to heavy infantry is nearly zero, probably only bed crossbows and stone throwers are somewhat effective, hmm, a single bolt strong crossbow with great power should also work." Gao Lan said helplessly, this legion is completely just like a wall.

"Frontal cavalry can’t do anything." Fan Chou spoke after a period of silence, "We can’t beat it either, the best approach with this type of unit is to wear it down."

"Because the equipment of heavy infantry and heavy cavalry are too heavy, in the absence of Cloud Qi, ordinary soldiers can bear the weight of 200 pounds, but after Cloud Suppression, without Inner Qi support, strength and endurance in all aspects will be reduced." Gao Lan explained, after all, Great Halberdier was a heavily equipped spear and shield soldier back in the day.

"Even if significantly reduced, Parthia doesn’t have any solution for the time being." Zhuge Liang was simply speechless, this is basically a rogue troop type, strong in defense and with added rebound scatter attacks, they’re practically impenetrable.

Just as Zhuge Liang and others were commanding armies to observe from the side, a messenger ran over, informing Zhuge Liang and others that the Sassanian Fars general requested the Han Army not to act lightly, this battle is fully handled by the Parthians.

Zhuge Liang nodded, "Let the Sassanian General be relieved, our army in this battle will only be spectators and will not engage in any offensive actions."

Honestly, even Zhuge Liang had no intention to take action at this moment, even the war-loving Li Jue and Wei Yan were now uninterested in engaging, this war simply cannot be resolved by sending in a single elite legion.

"Benito, don’t we need to aid Gilea?" After the merge of the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Legions, seeing Benito directly leading his forces to attack west, Dirina asked immediately.

"First, extricate ourselves, issue orders to have the Barbarian Army merge with us and quickly retreat back to Between Two Rivers." Benito coldly ordered Dirina.

Seeing Benito’s stern demeanor, Dirina was startled in his heart. Although he’s also an Eagle Banner Legion Commander, much like how everyone is a general, some stay in the Martial Temple, while others are nailed to the pillar of shame, generals too differ greatly.

Benito is mostly affable and doesn’t argue with other generals, but that doesn’t mean others can underestimate Benito. The low-key Fourteenth Legion among the Roman Army, its combat power isn’t low-key at all, if considering general adaptability, this guy ranks in the top five among many legion leaders.

Thus, with Benito’s command, the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Legions quickly merged together, raising the Eagle Banner, breaking through towards the west, while the Barbarian Army, having been suppressed by the Parthian Army, rushed in slight chaos under the direction of their respective legion leaders, retreating while fighting towards the direction of the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Legions.

"Are we really just retreating like this?" Seeing that Parthia seemingly allowed them to leave easily, fighting their way out from the army, Dirina asked in a bit of panic. If the Thirteenth Eagle Banner Legion were completely annihilated, they would have difficulty escaping judgment by the Parliament even if they fled.

"Dirina, you need to have some confidence in your comrades. The Thirteen Roses Legion is not so easily annihilated, especially with me here." Benito coldly sneered as he led Dirina to charge out of Parthia’s encirclement.

"Want to annihilate me?" As the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Eagle Banners withdrew westward, Gilea understood the situation. However, unlike Dirina’s suspicion towards Benito, Gilea did not waver in the slightest.

Not to mention, Gilea knew clearly that Benito would never leave. Even if Benito left, Gilea was confident he could break through. This is the Roman 13th Rose Legion, Caesar’s legacy; how could it be annihilated here?

"The Parthian trash, I, Marcus Aurelius Gilea, will show you why the Thirteenth Legion is called the Blood Rose!" After the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Legions charged out, Gilea directly raised the Eagle Banner and shouted angrily at Parthia.

At the moment Gilea lifted the Eagle Emblem, the originally faint red radiance instantly turned into a vivid fiery red, immediately enveloping all the soldiers of the Thirteenth Legion.

"Destroy these Parthian scum for me!" Gilea shouted while holding the Eagle Emblem, the defensive formations of the entire legion suddenly dispersed, gripping heavy spears, the blood-covered Roman Heavy Infantry fiercely launched an assault on the Parthian elite army.

At that moment, the Roman Legion’s aura forcibly overwhelmed the surrounding Parthian army, the defense line composed of Great Shields and armor naturally transformed into an attack formation with a roar, iron-like defense standing firm against Parthian attacks, fiercely killing the opponent. At this moment, the Roman Heavy Infantry’s fierce attack was vividly displayed.

The dense forest of spears, combined with javelins and rain of arrows from behind, perfectly formed a complete attack stance, forcibly suppressing the Parthians who previously attacked them.

In the instant the Roman Thirteenth Legion switched to warfare mode, the targeted Parthian legion encountered an attack that toppled over a hundred men, and the powerful assault mode combined with mid-range, long-range, and close-range collaborative mode rolled like a wheel directly crushing the enemy in front.

However, when this scene appeared, Benito, who had already fought his way out, not only didn’t share Dirina’s excitement but instead let out an angry roar, "Bastard, Gilea, that bastard!"

Seeing the Roman Thirteenth Legion forcefully break through the Parthian legion with its almost invincible and fearless momentum, the Han Army fell silent again.

"Dirina, lead the soldiers and hold off the Parthians, don’t let them surround us again. I’m going to save that bastard Gilea!" At this moment, Benito was simply enraged. Gilea unexpectedly activated the Eagle Banner’s ultimate power at this time.

[Parthia came prepared this time; they definitely have means to counter us. The Thirteen Roses Legion is too stubborn; although offensively and defensively formidable, any great power, if countered, leads only to a dead end. How could this Parthian army not have Dual Talent super elites when they haven’t revealed them yet!]

Benito felt tremendous anger at this moment. Had he known Gilea would be such a bastard, he would never have recommended him as the Legion Leader of the Rose Corps during the Roman Parliament years ago. This guy might very well doom Emperor Caesar’s legacy!

[No matter how severe the loss this time, I must bring back the Thirteenth Eagle Banner Legion. Even if I have to kill this bastard when we return, right now, I must help him withstand Parthia’s next tactics!] Benito commanded five Inner Qi Manifestations, leading the entire Fourteenth Legion to launch a fierce attack towards Parthia amidst others covering the rear.

The elite talent of the entire legion directly converted into a high-speed assault, Benito, who had just charged out from the Parthian main formation, led the soldiers back into the Parthian main formation, aiming directly at the Thirteenth Legion’s direction.

"Hey, you noticed? But it’s too late now; I’ve taken the Rose Corps’ Eagle Emblem!" After the Rose Corps’ fierce counterattack, Ardashir immediately laughed wildly, reining his horse as he led the Parthian elite headquarters, who had tangled with the Rose Corps before, to attack the junction extending from the Rose Corps.

Accompanied by Ardashir’s angry shout, the Parthian headquarters army he led roared entirely, then fiercely stabbed into the Rose Corps amidst its strong assault on other Parthian legions, a furious assault, with scimitars naturally cutting through the Rose Corps’ defenses.

The originally light weapon scimitars, at this moment, showed damages not inferior to heavy weapons. As they swung, following the momentum and chops, enough to slice through even the Great Shields of Roman Heavy Infantry in their amazed eyes.

Under the blood-red radiance, the collision between scimitars, heavy spears, and Great Shields continuously sparked bright fire; this is the second elite talent of the Parthian elite headquarters led by Ardashir, a talent inevitably born when any Parthian Empire legion reaches Dual Talent.

A talent not acting upon oneself but acting on opponents, a talent emerging from the flame worshipped by Parthians, using the opponent’s elite talent as fuel, specifically burning away one of the opponent’s elite talents.