A moment later-a voice rang from the Roman legion...
"The Attendant..."
"God's servant, it's God's servant!"
"Mian Xia sent his attendant to help us..."
"Long live the almighty crown!!"
As the Roman Legion recognized the women of the patrol wind, their aura grew more and more...
If there is divine assistance, as if there is divine assistance... Now, their god is helping them, how can this make them unhappy??
At this time, the patrol envoy with Magneto's ability also moved...
I saw her horns on the outside of the cloak slightly evoked a taunting arc, and her palm gently pushed...
Those arrows that were stagnant in mid-air flew back to their original owners' heads at a speed like lightning...
The arrows are in the middle of the eyebrows...
All of a sudden, the Persian soldiers were shocked...
They have never seen such a weird thing...Who are they fighting with??
And... the arrow shot will fly back, what should I do??
Don’t those who defend the city have to open the city gate and fight them head-on??
Isn’t this castle guard too tragic??
Someone said that they can throw stones and splash fire oil on the girls...
The question is-these guys don't know that Magneto's ability can only control metal objects... They are also afraid that what if the fire oil and stones fly back by themselves??
Just when the Persian defenders hesitated...
The ladies of the patrol wind have reached the gate of the city... They did not hesitate to raise the giant sickle in their hands...
With a huge sonic boom...
Look at the iron gate made of pig iron, it has shattered into pieces...
Look at the giant scythe in the hands of the women, the original black and bright death scythe has become fiery red due to high-speed cutting...
This is the material used to make the giant sickle in their hands. The material used is Edman alloy and replaced with other ordinary metals, which has long been completely scrapped...
As the city gate shattered, the Roman legionary cheered suddenly, and Lucius did not hesitate to sound the horn of charge...
Tens of thousands of Roman heavy infantrymen, stepping in order, marching towards the city gate...
However, the Persian defenders were obviously not reconciled to such a failure. Their reserve team quickly took wood and stones, trying to seal the city gate again...
However, as soon as the Persian soldiers rushed in front of the women, they became corpses on the ground...
A group of patrolling winds turned the giant sickle in their hands into a real death sickle, with a loud noise that broke through the sound barrier, and turned into a row of meat grinders... walked towards the city... even if it was the heavy iron gate in the city. Still can't stop them...
It's still broken in one blow...
At this time, the soldiers of the Roman Legion had also poured in... They cheered and rushed towards the city...
And Zhou Ye in the wolf wolves, naturally witnessed all this...
He smiled and said, "The Kanzi Department did a good job!!"
"It's a pity for the sisters to fail to hear the Lord's praise in person..." Qing Jiaoer, the radical radical that has always been beside Zhou Ye, asked her sisters in good time: " Why not, in the evening, the Lord will treat the sisters well, as a reward for them..."
"You..." Zhou Ye laughed blankly when she heard Qing Jiao'er's words... "Qing Jiao--Qing Jiao, you are really a hot girl..."
"Thanks to the Lord for giving the word..." Qing Jiao'er is really good at climbing along the pole... "Then Jiao'er is already the word Lamei!"
"Puff—hahahaha!" Zhou Ye couldn't help laughing when she heard Qingjiao's words.
Speaking of it, it’s no wonder that Qingjiao didn’t know the meaning of Zhou Ye’s words. You should know that green peppers would not be spread to China along the Silk Road until the Ming Dynasty... At this time, what does the ghost know about green peppers?
However, smiling, rewarding still has to be rewarded...
How to reward??Of course it is----to reward Zhou Ye in a form that Zhou Ye loves to hear...
That night----
In the city that had been captured by Roman soldiers, there were celebrating soldiers everywhere... holding up their wine glasses, clinking glasses with everyone they saw...
The words greeted one by one were either [Praise the Lord of God] or [Praise the Almighty Crown!
The Alamuts who are in charge of logistics have also arrived. They have taken over the task of city defense and, by the way, help the Roman Legion to replenish various supplies...
In the most luxurious mansion in the city, Zhou Ye was rewarding his patrol envoys... Those Valkyries who were majestic in front of the two armies during the day are now under someone's body, pleasing themselves with all their abilities. Master of... At the same time, please also...
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And just as the Roman legions celebrated their victory again.
The king of Persia, Shalaman, is sitting in his palace, holding an emergency royal conference.
He looked at the ministers who had already arrived, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly: "This war that shouldn't have happened has caused me to lose all my sons and my dearest brother..."
"However, the Romans are still unwilling to give up. They have captured our city and enslaved our people... Now, it's time to fight back!!"
"Now, please listen to the news coming back from the front!!" After speaking, Sharamman nodded at the waiter beside him...
Soon, a businessman wearing a silk robe was brought up by the guard...
"May the gods protect you forever, Your Majesty the King!" As soon as the merchant came in, he saluted Saraman.
"Tell me your name..." Shalaman asked.
"His Majesty, my name is Kuslau, a businessman walking on the Silk Road..."
"Well, Kuslau, tell my ministers everything you know about the Roman army..."
"As you wish, Your Majesty!!" Kuslau said, turning to face the Persian ministers who were looking at him, and said: "In the beginning, the news of the Roman army came from the Parthian Empire... …"
Following his description, the Persian ministers gradually gained a considerable understanding of the Roman legion led by Lucis...
I have to say that Kuslau is indeed a capable person...