Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

With a large number of cannon fodder troops who were not afraid of death at all, the Persian Sassanids' breakout seemed like walking into a trap.

The more they struggled, the tighter the net became.

Like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, the Fars Sassanids sadly discovered that their situation was heading towards irreversible decline.

They might lose, and lose miserably.

The moment he thought of this, Fars Sassan's heart felt as if it was being squeezed tightly by someone, and despair even filled his heart.

He didn't even know how to command next. The other side was constantly dismantling their military organization. It seemed that there was no impact in the short term, but the moment the other side took action, the army might fall apart in an instant.

"Persia will win!"

A roar coming from the west instantly calmed Fars Sassan's panicked heart. Ardashir arrived, and an invisible force seemed to appear at this time, allowing Fars Sassan to regain his composure.

"There's still a chance! All troops, listen up and follow me!"

Fars Sassan looked at the Persian army whose momentum suddenly began to rise because of Ardashir's arrival, and quickly made up his mind. There was nothing to say, as he had already completely failed.

Previously, they had traded space for time, and also planned to extend Xinghan’s logistical supply lines, causing the enemy to return due to logistical defeat.

But their light cavalry was no match for the Baima Yicong, and Xinghan's logistical supplies had already entered the airdrop stage, so Persia's first plan failed.

Then the second plan was for them to launch a breakout battle. After all, Ctesiphon was the capital and it was impossible to give it up easily. Even if they wanted to make a strategic shift, they had to fight.

However, they didn't expect that Xinghan was planning to annihilate them completely and blocked the door with the Miracle Legion, so that they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

At this point, they can only use their least favorable, but also final plan, to cooperate with Ardashir in the beheading.

Now, in Fars Sassan's eyes, although they were completely suppressed, Xinghan should have also invested the vast majority of its strength. In other words, they tied down most of Xinghan's strength.

There will definitely be no other chance after this one.

So after sensing the arrival of Ardashir, Fars Sassan made up his mind and led his legion to charge towards Mu Yi.

"Sure enough, Zhuge Kongming's guess was correct. Ardashir carries the will of the Persian Empire and the destiny of the next generation. No wonder he can accomplish miracles. He is really an existence that should not be underestimated!"

Han Xin looked at Ardashir, who was leading his troops from the west and planning to bypass the north gate and attack the main camp of Xinghan directly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

You really think you are Xiang Yu.

If all the soldiers under your command have the third talent of military soul, Han Xin will still look upon you with a higher regard.

How could there be any possibility of success for a plan that was completely exposed to Xinghan's vision from the very beginning? Did they really think Han Xin was a fool?

However, the Persian Sassanids had no choice. If this method had a 10% chance of winning, other methods would only lead to death when facing the 800,000 troops controlled by Han Xin.

Han Xin ignored Ardashir. There was still some distance to go from the west gate to the north gate, so he just left it alone for the time being. Instead, it was Fars Sassanid that needed his attention.

With the arrival of Ardashir, the imperial will of Persia began to emerge. Not only the morale of the Persian side, but also the strength and momentum showed a significant increase.

At the level of a large army, any reinforcement may bring about changes, and with so many Persian guards, it was completely within Han Xin's expectations that two of them would have three talents and a military soul.

He was holding back so many legions and not making any effort, just waiting for Persia to explode. Then, if he suppressed the explosion by force, the Persian army would be completely sentenced to death.

However, when Han Xin saw that Fars Sassan chose to charge towards them, Han Xin laughed. To be honest, he had seen this scene several times.

Bai Qi, Wu Qi and Sun Wu all tried to take a two-pronged approach to change the military situation.

But even if Wu Qi charged in person, he couldn't reach him, let alone a mere Fars Sassanid.

If the opponent was intent on defense and counterattack, he could only infiltrate and wear down the opponent bit by bit, but the opponent actually chose to take the initiative to attack.

When is the army without any flaws?

Naturally, there are no loopholes in theory and if you stay still.

The transition from offense to defense, or even the change in general direction, is not something that a large army commander like Fars Sassanid can handle.

In fact, what Fars Sassanid has done is already perfect. People like Sima Yi and Xu Shu cannot find any fault with them at all. It can be said that the current Fars Sassanid even has a sense of déjà vu of being at the peak of commanding a large army.

In fact, it is true that Fars Sassan has begun to burn himself desperately, using all kinds of secret medicines and secret techniques at all costs to bring his condition back to the peak of his youth.

Anyway, if he died, Ardashir would succeed him, or he had come with the intention of dying from the very beginning. If he died while fighting against foreign enemies, all his past crimes and stains would be washed away.

But even the most powerful commander of a large army is still a mortal.

In the eyes of military gods like Han Xin, their perfection was not perfect enough. There were many fundamental flaws and loopholes that could be exploited by them.

"We have completely fallen into the trap set by Marquis Huaiyin!"

Bai Qi, who was standing aside, shook his head as he looked at the scene in light and shadow.

"Putting you and me on opposite sides won't be any better. Haven't we tried it?" Wu Qi also shook his head.

The fundamental gap in strength between the two sides is too great. There is a huge gap not only in command level, quality of troops, level of officers, but also in strategy and tactics.

It's like Han Xin, who leads his elite troops who have fought in many battles, fighting against Han Xin, who leads his miscellaneous soldiers. Even if their strengths are the same, the former can defeat the latter.

The Feixiong Army, with its Xiliang Iron Cavalry, alone was able to suppress at least seven Persian guards. The impact of this advantage was even greater than the existence of the Feixiong Army itself.

The Xinghan soldiers following Feixiong and Xiliang Iron Cavalry used their advantage and numbers to continuously put pressure on Persia, forcing Persia to deploy more troops to face the Xinghan attack.

When Bai Qi saw that Fars Sassanid was going to make a last-ditch effort and attack Han Xin, he simply chose to sit down and drink tea. There was nothing to see anymore, he was doomed.

"The stupidest choice ever!"

Wu Qi also sighed. This was the worst way they had lost in the previous simulation.

If they had used other methods, they could basically have broken through successfully. After all, it was easy to break through Han Xin's encirclement by concentrating the troops at one point.

This is the reason why Han Xin's ambush was defeated by Xiang Yu. It is too difficult to completely annihilate the enemy if your military strength is not several times that of the enemy.

"Now even if multiple three-talent legions explode on the Persian side, it won't have much impact!" Sun Wu also did the same.

They already have an idea of ​​how the situation will develop next. For them, the only thing to watch next should be the fight between the Miracle Legion.

"Well, it's totally boring!"

Wu Qi also sat down because he saw a fatal mistake made by Fars Sassanid. Although it was not a mistake in essence, it was basically a death sentence.

What Wu Qi could see, Han Xin could naturally see as well. With a flash of light in his eyes, he directly took over the troops coming from the west gate.

In Fars Sassanid, when the flank became the vanguard, the flank faced by the west gate troops became the rear army.

Han Xin directly controlled Ximen's troops to start tactical penetration. When the Persian formation changed, he directly inserted several hundred-man teams into the junction of the Persian formation, cutting off part of the cloud blessing of the army formation.

Then, when the enemy was anxious to launch a counterattack, they took the initiative to give up the cutoff point and retreated to the rear. At the same time, they used the refueling tactic to pull over several hundred teams, apparently hoping to block Persia's pursuit.

The hastily erected defense line while fighting and retreating gave the Persians the illusion that they could break through at any time. In fact, if this was not controlled by Han Xin himself, this defense line would indeed be not far from collapse.

However, under Han Xin's control, the defense troops were always only slightly stronger than the pursuit troops, which gave Persia unlimited hope.

Fars Sassan's eyes were all on the front slope, and he had no time to look at the flank of the rear army.

The officers on the flanks were in the middle of the battle and could not see clearly. They were confused by the scene in front of them and mobilized the surrounding hundred-man teams to work harder to break through and reduce the overall pressure on the army.

Then, at the moment when this group of breakthrough troops slightly pulled and deformed their formation, Han Xin showed his fangs, controlled all the hundred-man teams of Ximen, mobilized all the clouds to temporarily strengthen the Ximen army, and launched a wave of devastating attacks.

The flank defenses were forcibly torn apart in an extremely short period of time. As flank soldiers, they were not heavy infantry with strong defense like the Undead Guards and Milan Guards. After suffering a fierce attack during the formation change, they were instantly defeated.

The entire rear army was torn apart by Ximen's troops. Even if Farsi Sassanid turned his attention to the rear army, it would be useless at this moment. The torn hole was too big and could not be repaired by reinforcements.

"Go first, and shoot to destroy!"

Han Xin decisively turned over a card in his hand at this moment. The vanguard who was originally squatting in the crowd directly activated the military spirit burst. The target was not the area suppressed by Feixiong, but the area originally transferred from the rear army to the flank.

As the rearguard legion, it is naturally the most durable legion and also the strongest infantry undead guard of Persia.

Even though the Sun Legion, whose combat power was comparable to that of a third-talented warrior, had skyrocketed under the shining light of the stars, it was unable to tear a hole in the Undead Guard's defense line.

But accompanied by a slight bang, countless blood-red crossbow arrows shot out. At all costs, the ultimate skill used by the full liberation of the human soul was also the most terrifying explosive torrent.

There are many legions that can block this attack, but there are definitely no Undead Guards of the Royal Guard level among them.

The cloud arrows were filled with absolute will, instantly covering the entire remaining Undead Guard Corps.

The crossbow arrow shot out, and from the moment it left his hand, it shot out with a sharp sound like an explosion. In Xiandeng's hand, a single crossbow arrow reached its ultimate power, especially the physical crossbow on the crossbow, which, with the blessing of will, became extremely terrifying.

Even the Undead Guards with strong defensive power would be pierced through the chest by a crossbow arrow. The horrific power directly created a hole the size of a washbasin in the Undead Guard's body.

What’s even more terrifying is that there is not just one arrow of this power, but hundreds of thousands.

The arrows, like a torrent, washed over the Undead Guards without any surprise. Everything the Undead Guards had lost all meaning under the rain of arrows that exceeded six digits in an instant.

The whole audience was stunned, but Han Xin was not moved at all. He directly commanded the Sun Legion to cross the defense line of the Undead Guards and pounce towards the Flying Bear Army. A wave of infiltration directly cut off the Persian army in half.

In just a moment, the cloud of the cut-off rear half of the army collapsed, the blessing of the cloud completely declined, and the entire rear half of the Persian army became vulnerable in an instant.

The front army, which was cut off in the middle, instantly lost its power to advance due to the decline of the blessing of the cloud energy, and was blocked by the emperor's guards and troops in front.

The strength of the defense line, which was originally brought by the compression of the defense surface, suddenly had several more holes as the contact area increased. The Persian army was directly cut in two and was completely powerless to recover.

"kill!"

Ardashir, sensing the crisis, had to unleash everything in advance. If it was delayed any further, Fars Sassanid would be completely destroyed.

"With the soul of the empire, ignite the flames of war and burn all enemies!"

Ardashir held his weapon high, and the morale of all the Holy Fallen Knights began to soar infinitely. The gilded light continued to circle and rise, directly tearing a beam of light in the sky that penetrated the sky and the earth.

"Is the will of the empire burning?"

Mu Yi looked at Ardashir's actions and knew that it was different from the Roman time. He was using miracles as a guide to forcibly ignite the empire's will, which would have problems, but the other party obviously couldn't care about these at this time.

"See how many miracles Persia can create with miracles as its guide!"

Bai Qi and others who were originally lying down could not help but sit up straight. This scene was still very memorable.

After all, the last time Rome burned its imperial will, it produced three military gods, three miracles, a military soul and several three-talented people in a batch. The overall strength soared like a rocket. Although Rome had accumulated enough, the effect was still terrifying.

When the pillar of light representing a miracle rose up, the fire in Babak's chest, who was in despair in the encirclement, burned madly. He saw the path that he had been unable to break through.

"Persia will win!!!"

Babak's roar spread in all directions, and the soldiers behind him also burst into anger at the roar, taking the last step and forming the Three Talents Legion.

The three talents are the decisive battle troops, Babak's personal guards, the third talent is idealism, the incineration talent will eventually manifest into ashes, burning everything of the opponent.