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Seven hundred and twelve.(3/3)

The Romans attempted to find excuses for this disastrous defeat and concealed the root cause of the failure without arousing the anger of the Roman citizens. Therefore, they told all Roman citizens that when the 15th Legion marched, their chief centurion Senadi made arrogant and rude words to the fire god Hephaestus, thus completely angering the fire god, which brought the disaster to the 15th Legion, causing the Roman legion to suffer heavy losses.

The Germans called this victory "Loki's revenge."

Loki is the god of fire in the German mythology, and is also the nickname of Richterhoven. Some Germans even believe that it was Richterhoven, the messenger of the god of fire, who summoned the help of Loki, and ruined the 15th Roman legion.

In the future, this myth became more and more popular, and Richterhoven was called the main character in this war, which made people laugh and cry.

It will always take advantage of what kind of mask you choose to wear.











Whether it is "Hephaestus's wrath" or "Loki's revenge", the nightmare experience of the 15th Legion here will definitely not be forgotten by those survivors.

They said that this battlefield became the "battlefield of fire and death". Here, 3,900 Roman soldiers died, more than 1,000 were injured, and less than 1,000 people escaped. The entire 15th Legion was completely finished.

Most of them have never even seen the shadow of their enemies.

Is there anything more sadder than this?

The auxiliary legion led by Sentumarus must be glad that he did not follow the pace of the 15th legion, otherwise they would have encountered such a nightmare.

Sentumarus stared blankly at the thick smoke rising in front of him. He never dreamed that his ambition would be ruined here.

When he saw Senadi appearing in front of him in a mess, he forgot what to blame.

What has the whole army become now? Some of the people who escaped have been burned, some are in a mess, and even Senadi is the same.

"Consul, we're playing, we're done..." Senadi burst into tears. The veteran who had been through the battlefield burst into tears for the first time: "6,000 soldiers, 6,000 soldiers, now there are only so many left.

Sentumarus smiled bitterly. Who could have expected such a thing to happen?

"I...you..." Sentumarus had no idea what he should say.

But the Roman nightmare is far from over, and countless barbarians have already come out from all directions.

The earth-shaking cry and the extremely fearful shout made the soldiers of the auxiliary legion look at each other.

A fire not only burned a Roman legion, but also completely destroyed the fighting desire of the auxiliary legion.

They don't want to fight at all.

The savages have surrounded them, and when the cry of anger resounds here, Sentumarus's mission will end here.

The barbarians rushed up, and the barbarians slaughtered these Romans who had lost their last trace of fighting spirit.











Senadi mustered up the last courage and tried his best to command the soldiers to fight to the end, but at this time, his prestige had disappeared completely due to a fire and no one would listen to his orders again.

Now, whether it is for those survivors in the fire or for the soldiers of the auxiliary legion, the most important thing is to protect their lives.

Some of them fled in scattered ways, while others simply put down their weapons and chose to surrender.

The only one who refused to give up was probably Sennadi. Even in such a desperate situation, he still led the few soldiers who were willing to continue fighting to protect Sentumarus.

For him, this is his duty.











More and more people were defeated, and more and more people surrendered, but fewer and fewer people were willing to follow Senna's first battle.

He saw a savage rushing towards him, and the savage was dancing with a giant axe.

Senadi yelled and went up to meet him. But under the attack of the savages, Senadi was no match at all.

Several Romans who wanted to help also died under the attack of their savage companions. Now, only the battle between the giant axe barbarian and Senadi was left behind.

Sentumarus looked at all this blankly, not knowing what he should do now.











With one axe after another, Senadi was dodging in a mess under the fierce attack of the opponent. He was already beaten, and his aura was burned down in the fire. When the last axe of the barbarian fell, he had no way to dodge.

So he watched the giant axe fall on him.

In the bloody light, Sentumarus fell from his horse to the ground. His fighting spirit was lost, and he did not even have the courage to escape.

Sienady's body was lying on the ground. Charleman, the warrior of Hesse, finally stopped swinging the giant axe, and the winner's smile appeared on his face.

Then, his eyes fell on Sentumarus, who was frightened on the ground, and he walked over with a grin and grinned step by step.

In front of this barbarian, the Roman soldiers had no courage to continue to resist. They screamed, threw down their weapons and fled in all directions.

Charman came to Sentumarus's face kiss, smiled, and then raised his giant axe

"Wait, don't kill me!" At this moment, a voice stopped Charman in time.

Charman looked at the place where the voice came, and his face immediately showed an extremely respectful look: "Dear Consul, please follow your instructions."

That was a man wearing a skeleton mask, and this was also the most respectable person in the German League: Ernst.

Bryme!

Wang Weiyi came to Sentumarus: "I am Ernst, the consul of the German League. What about you? Is Sentumarus, the commander of the 15th Legion?"

Sentumarus barely climbed up from the ground. He wanted to maintain the majesty of a Roman commander in front of the savage leader, but he could not do it at all: "Yes, I am Sentumarus." His answer was weak, and he didn't even dare to look directly at the skeleton mask of the savage leader.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Wang Weiyi asked with his eyes fixed on him.

Sentumarus shook his head.

"Because you have no threat to us. If Caesar fell into my hands, I would definitely kill him without hesitation, but you don't need it." Wang Weiyi's words were filled with a smile: "You cannot cause even a little destructive power to us. Your only value is that we can ask the Romans through you for a large ransom."
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