Magnus Maximus 3
Author: Brent Reilly
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Published: 2019-08-02
Total Pages: 244
ISBN-13: 9781086887624
DOWNLOAD EBOOKEpic alt-history! Roman, Persian, and Hun empires are assembling the largest invasion fleet in human history to take Britain, but Max knows things they do not. The bloody Battle of Britain will determine the survival of western civilization. His family moves into the Kongo, invades Russia, rescues St. Patrick of Ireland, and chases Niall of the Nine Hostages to the Americas, where they find a new world. EXCERPTS: Max put his helmet back on and drew both swords. "Any last words before I kill you?" "Futuere, Romano!" Max sighed. "Why do enemies keep telling me that" The trebuchet threw a burning rock dipped in Greek Fire a mile into the enemy camp. It looked like a comet and was impressive as hell against the night sky. The bombardment shocked the enemy. Tents and baggage burst into flame. Horses screamed themselves hoarse. Victor Maximus crested a hill and felt chills of dread tingle down his spine. Two enemy armies had his battalion trapped. The only thing left to do in life was to die well.The Roman warship punctured the British steel hull, finally overwhelming the pump stations. The British captain preferred to go down with his ship, starting a tradition that would inspire sailors for centuries. The desperate Brits hardly needed to see because everything that moved was a menace. The enemy horse foolishly didn't wait for their infantry, crawling up the opposite hill behind a shield wall. The battalion focused their fire. Man and beast fell in an orgy of death on the wet slope. 300 Brits ran into the Germani rather literally. They cut and slashed while mixing together like crap and mud. Visibility, like the battle, fell to shit while an army of infantry joined the misery. The foot flew a dozen feet and blood flowed from the Pict's leg like a hose. A cry of anguish rose from the most expensive seats. Max roared victory at his audience.Daniel Maximus screamed as the boat took the first canoes like a ramp before returning to Earth (well, water) with a splash. Cries of pain and groans of awe competed with shouts of anger as momentum shattered a ship. 50,000 people on shore, including the king, saw that boat fly.
