The Three Kingdoms

Inside and outside the city, in a large camp, each Roman soldier has a different mentality, some are disappointed, some are sad and angry, and some are persistent...

Under the panic of the people, morale is low, and the morale of the army is broken.

In the city, in a church.

Olvelli was dressed in a red cassock and stood devoutly in front of the cross.

"Good God, forgive me my sins!"

His voice was not loud, but it kept echoing in the church.

When he decided to carry out Severu's plan, he knew that he would bear a sin that could not be washed away in his life.

Putting the battlefield of the decisive battle in the city of Rome means that he will hand over the entire eastern part of Rome to the Eastern Devil, the entire eastern part of the Roman Empire, more than a dozen provinces, and tens of millions of people...

Originally, he could have avoided this situation. As long as he could block the footsteps of the eastern demons in the First World War in Syria, he would be able to keep these demons out of the empire, but he lost the First World War in Syria.

The Roman Empire had to fight with its back.

When he thought that the people of Rome were about to fall under the iron horse of the devil because of his incompetence, he felt an unspeakable sense of guilt in his heart.

"Master Pope!"

At this time, a wild voice sounded from behind him.

"Chucks, come in!"

Hearing this, Olvelli gently opened his eyes, his voice was soft, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Meet Your Honorable Pope!"

This German general in battle armor is very young, only about 30 years old, but tall and burly, like a hill, with a long beard, long hair scattered, and a wild, unruly breath.

"May God be with you!" Olveri turned around, looked at the young man with a smile in the corner of his eyes, stretched out his hand, and gently returned the salute.

Chuck Roner.

This is a fallen knight.

His family declined in his youth, and he was finally forced to become a slave in the arena.

During the three years of slave life, he began to transform in life-and-death battles one after another, completely let go of the honor of the knight family, became more and more fierce, and became the bullfighting king of the arena.

He once tore a bullfight alive, because he came from a family of knights, and was known as the fiercest knight in Rome.

The nobleman behind the arena felt that he could no longer control this money-making machine, so he wanted to kill him.

On that dark and stormy night of the month, Chucks, who was poisoned in his body, became fierce. He escaped from the arena after killing 120 noble knights who were chasing him. A church, met Olveri.

Olveri rescued him, forced back the nobles who were chasing him, asked someone to heal his wounds, and took him in to live in the church.

From then on, he began to believe in God, and he believed that it was under the guidance of God that he met Olvelli.

He became a believer in God, and also became the most loyal Templar around Alveli.

After Olveri realized that his knight talent was different from ordinary people, he asked someone to teach him the formal fighting skills between knights, and even taught him the martial arts art of war.

Just five years later, at the age of 27, Chucks became head of the Knights Templar.

The Knights Templar is the only military force in Christianity, with only [-] members, and each of them is the best of the best. [-] knights are enough to kill an army of [-].

"Ah door!"

Chucks said respectfully.

Olvelli smiled and said, "How is the situation?"

"Lord Pope, things are going very well. I have controlled several commanders of the Parthian Legion and allowed the Templars to enter. I have killed several who intended to resist. We moved very quickly and did not cause any trouble. Unrest, the current situation is still under our control." Chucks said.

"Very good!" Olveri nodded in satisfaction.

"However, the Parthian Legion is dominated by Parthian soldiers after all. We can change generals, but we can't change soldiers. It's easy to control, but we can't fight tough battles!" Chaks added.

"Why don't I know."

Olvelli smiled wryly: "As long as he doesn't make trouble now, the current army can't afford to be hurt!"

The Parthian legions were not directly descended from the Roman Empire.

This legion was established less than a few years ago. After the Wu army destroyed the Parthian Empire, the Roman Empire gathered a large number of Parthian main forces. It was once disabled in the Battle of Armenia and was reassembled later. However, many Roman soldiers were added to make the Roman Empire Better control, but 10,000% of the [-]+ soldiers of the legion are still Parthians.

This legion, which is mostly composed of Parthian soldiers, is still a support in normal times, but now even the Roman soldiers are already panicked, and they are even more cautious.

Olvelli didn't have so much time to stare at the army, so he was overwhelmed, and a big change came.

This is about to be a big battle that concerns the life and death of the Roman Empire, and every step must not be wrong, and he will never allow any accident to destroy his plan.

"My lord, Prince Caracalla and Prince Geta have taken away our two main armies. Our troops are too weak and their morale is too chaotic. Once we start a war, we will definitely lose!"

Chucks said pointedly.

"This battle was destined to be lost!" Olveri said calmly.

He knew that if the scene was not realistic, the Eastern Demons would not be fooled. The Eastern Demons were not barbarians. Although they were fierce, they were extremely intelligent.

So there is still a battle in Antioch City, and this must be a losing battle.

Even this battle he will pay a heavy price, including his life.

But I can't bear to let my child not play with wolves.

At this point, he couldn't let his heart soften.

"My lord Pope..."

"What do you want to say?"

Olveri's eyes were clear, he stared at the most loyal Templar beside him, and said indifferently.

Chucks gritted his teeth and said, "Master Pope, this place is too dangerous. You are the cornerstone of the empire. You can't just stay here. Your loyal knights are willing to fight on your behalf!"

"You can't!" Alvilli shook his head!

[Text 450 Chapter [-] at the pre-war meeting]

"You can't do it!" The three words of Alveli kept echoing in the church.sounds of nature

"The Pope is right. Chucks is not as capable as the Pope, but Chucks is willing to die for the Pope. This battle must be fought and lost by the Pope. I am not willing to let the Pope Master Zong is in danger!"