Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Painhurs looked around with satisfaction, the heart of the Western Empire has now fallen into his own hands!

A red eagle flag fell down the walls of Milan and fell into the dust. The warchief led tens of thousands of blood and angry elites, stepped on the eagle flag of the empire, and entered the center of the empire mightily, with a blue dragon flag. The elated monsters were inserted on the top of Milan's towers, senate, and imperial palace, demonstrating the final victory of the warchief.

The people in the city knelt down on both sides of the road with fear and trembling, welcoming Peinhes and the elders of the tribe into the city. The gorgeous and extravagant Roman Yale was quiet and silent, replaced by the grassland with powerful men and horses. War song.

Walking behind the horses and horses is the mighty army of greenskins. They happily beat the drums that can make the most noise, blow the horns with the sharpest pitch, and yell with the loudest voice.

"Brother Mao, brother Mao, warlord, skill tyrant!

Fuck brother, Mao brother, warlord, skill tyrant!

The green torrent that has always been heroic,

Your army has been famous all over the world in many times.

Your army has been famous all over the world in many times.

Army of Green Leather, Army of Green Leather,

Army of Green Leather, Army of Green Leather,

Love your clan with deep affection.

Defeat your enemy and let him suffer the humiliation he deserves.

Defeat your enemy and let him suffer the humiliation he deserves! "

"WAAAGH! WAAAGH! Let" sWAAAGH! ! ! "

The residents of Milan were in awe and awe of the chieftain, and the human spies under Painhes first entered Milan. After Augustus fled south, they provoked a plundering riot that lasted nine days. And the person who stopped all these riots and saved Milan was the white horse who regarded herself as the governor of the five provinces of the empire and the husband of Honoria.

When the tribal army entered Milan, they did not commit any crimes under Painhes's strict orders. They quickly suppressed all the mobs, returned the capital to peace, and distributed half of the seized property to civilians, which initially stabilized the hearts of the people.

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At the same time, Valentinian III fled hurriedly under the cover of the Forbidden Army. However, they acted in a hurry. They only took Augustus’s wife and the Forbidden Army on this trip. All the family members of the Forbidden Army stayed in Milan. Moreover, in one night, they had no time to prepare enough food and grass to support Rome. Although they had enough gold and silver treasures, they wanted to gather enough food to feed 10,000 horses in the villages and towns along the road. It was tantamount to a fantasy—— Italy itself depends on the food supply from North Africa.

A few days later, the incident of the Milan riots was also passed to the ears of the Forbidden Army by the members of the Dove. Some dove whispers who are pro-tribalism spread the temptation to surrender to the tribe to the Forbidden Army.

Tired and hungry, and not knowing the life or death of their family members, the Forbidden Army could no longer bear the anger in his heart. The fire of the rebellion quickly started a prairie fire. They set off a mutiny at a post called Ma Wei. Intent to capture Augustus, as a gift to the warchief.

The originally united Forbidden Army quickly split into two parts. The former brothers and swordsmen faced each other. However, only a few hundred of the tens of thousands of Forbidden Army remained loyal to Augustus. On this **** night, all the last loyal ministers of the empire were bloodshed. In the post house, under the protection of the two legends, Valentinian III escaped to Rome single-handedly, and even his favorite concubine died in the chaos.

Solitary Augustus was tired and hungry. Under the chasing of thousands of imperial troops and desperate helplessness, he finally arrived in Rome. The local defenders were so surprised that they quickly stepped forward to support them and shot them back with a sharp arrow. The Forbidden Army.

"Your Majesty, what are you..."

The soldiers stationed in the imperial nursing home in Rome were at a loss.

"No, no nonsense! Give me a good horse! I'm going to meet you Augustus!"

Panting, Valentinian snatched the guards’ horses and went straight to the secrets of the deepest part of the empire. He walked through the bustling streets of marble, entered the magnificent ancient palace, lifted the flagstones, and passed through a series of gloomy complexes. After his secret passage, he entered the Lich's Hall.

Inside a palace made of marble and gold, carved with the martial arts of Augustus. A total of thirteen immortal bones exuding horror, sitting on thirteen golden thrones flooded by scrolls and books, while studying magic, while thinking about the future destiny of the empire, their emotions have long been endless. The years are exhausted, and what is left is just as cold as a machine.

"The ancestors of the empire! The younger generations are not filial, and the empire is about to die in my hands! It is time to initiate the final agreement! The enemy, the enemy has passed through the Alps, and came straight to Rome! Please list Augustus to save the empire! !!!"

Valentinian III knelt in mourning in the sea of ​​books, and grabbed his last life-saving straw.

Suddenly, a shadow obscured the dim candlelight, and Augustus looked up, and it turned out to be the sister he hadn't seen for many years!

Honoria's charming face, filled with the smile of the winner, and graceful figure, stood arrogantly in front of him, without saying a word, and the words of the liches made him like an ice cave.

"Painhurs, Placidia's son-in-law, Honoria's husband, and governor of the five provinces of the empire. This is just a political tumult within the empire. Don't look for us. Now Augustus, Are you so weak and incompetent? What exactly have you fallen into?"

Octavian didn't raise his head, and said very tiredly.

"We will only help the empire and defeat foreign enemies like Sassanid Persia, and will not participate in the empire's internal fighting."

Trajan carefully read the magic dossier before him.

"This is a lesson that everyone has learned from the painful history. If we have to participate in every internal fight in the empire, then every innocuous political game will evolve into an uncontrollable brutal massacre."

Scipio said lightly.

"Remember the crisis in the third century? You old things, because of their different positions, were divided into three factions. A small coup d'etat gradually evolved into an uncontrollable civil war in the empire, and the entire empire was disintegrated into After three parts, this kind of thing must never happen again!"

Dioclet first threw away the book in his hand angrily.

"Look at the good things you old folks do!"

"Yes, we have communicated since then. Now it's just a reshuffle, a shuffle within the empire. Since you can't protect your throne, then it means that you have no ability to protect the empire we defeated and cut out the weak. Retaining the strong is conducive to the growth of the empire."

Titus ended this fearless conversation coldly. Shattered the last hope in Valentinian's heart.

"Since you cannot guard the position of Augustus, from now on, you will no longer be the emperor of the empire."

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