Chapter 93: Soldiers versus soldiers, versus generals
Without mercy on the battlefield, blood and dead souls will become medals decorated on the chests of the victors. It is a nightmare that the weak will never wake up from, and it is also a carnival for the strong.
Siegfried held the great sword of fantasy horizontally and galloped on his horse. The white hair dancing on his head was so eye-catching. He rushed into the center of the battlefield without hesitation.
Clang!
Several sharp spears tore through the air, piercing his body and shooting out countless sparks. The impact caused his tall body to shake slightly, but they were unable to penetrate the blood armor!
Siegfried's eyes were indifferent as he looked at the Egyptian soldiers surrounding them with spears. The green jade inlaid on the hilt of the sword released its brilliance.
boom!
His sword swept across, the air roared, and the twilight-like sword light was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, knocking away more than a dozen cavalrymen and horses!
The sword light then struck the ground, tearing a crack more than ten meters long.
He continued to gallop on his horse, and the soldiers and horses around him fell from the sky, followed by short screams that stirred up dust and bloody flowers on the ground!
Invincible, there is no single enemy.
Wherever Siegfried kills, people will fall on their backs.
But in just a few rounds, hundreds of soldiers were bleeding on the battlefield under his sword.
It is at this time that people will be deeply aware of the power of heroic spirits that transcend the ordinary world.
Sweeping thousands of armies, one man can defeat thousands of enemies, one man can serve as a million divisions... These are the best interpretations of heroes, just like the King of Knights who shocked the Roman Empire by himself.
It can be said that if no one stopped them, Siegfried and Morgan would be enough to kill all 5,000 of the Egyptian Amon Legion.
However, the coalition forces will naturally not let them use Wushuang.
In front of Siegfried, a knight broke through the siege and reached him like lightning. He immediately swung his sword and imagined that the sword met the ice-blue edge that was slashing towards his neck!
Clang!
The two magic swords collided fiercely, thunder arose in the void, and the magical wind shook!
Siegfried's white hair was flying, his hands were clenching the fantasy sword that was constantly shaking and shooting out sparks, and he was fighting against the slashing demon sword Gram. His eyes were focused on Sigurd's cold face, which was as cold as a pool of water.
Blue eyes.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Two Nordic dragon-slaying heroes with similar origins meet on a narrow road here.
The two of them exchanged blows and then passed each other.
Siegfried pulled the reins and asked the horse to turn back. He stared at him with sharp eyes and said in a steady and powerful voice:
"It's not a coincidence that we appear here at the same time."
"Yes, this is the crossroads of history, the place where the trajectory of fate intersects and collides with those unknown variables."
Sigurd's voice was cold, and there was a cold light on his glasses.
"Since it is the crossroads of destiny and history, and we have never walked on the road, how should we judge right from wrong?" Siegfried asked in a deep voice.
"There is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat!"
"Win or lose? Can mankind defeat the omniscient and omnipotent God (Goetia) and prevent the great flood that destroys the world (the Burning of Humanity)?"
“In the Old Testament, God punished the sins of all mankind, while in the New Testament, Jesus atones for the sins of all mankind. This is the difference!
Times have changed, and the rule of the gods has ended. Do you want to punish and cleanse all mankind? In your dreams, the Bible would not even dare to compile it like this!"
Sigurd's face was cold, and what he said was audacious.
Fortunately, Joan of Arc is not here, otherwise, she would not have had a crazy fight with the dragon-slaying hero.
Siegfried: "..."
The other party said that the Bible would not dare to be compiled like this...
What else could he say?
After a moment of silence, Siegfried stared at the other party's cold face with doubts:
"That's not like something you would say."
Such words are so lawless to the core that only an unbeliever who has no fear of gods can blurt them out. This should not happen to a descendant of a great god.
"It's indeed not me. This is my Master. That's what the Master asked me to tell you." Sigurd added expressionlessly.
"What did the soldier say?"
Siegfried was slightly surprised. It was not difficult to guess that the soldier leader was definitely a lawless and unbelieving person. He sighed, "He has absolutely no respect for the gods."
"..."
Sigurd was silent for a moment.
Not only does he have no respect, just yesterday, when he asked the soldier what he thought of the Lion King, he actually said this──
"Just stand and watch. I estimate that the waves of the Holy Spear Goddess may be bigger than those of Joan of Arc. I just don't know whether it is more exciting to blaspheme the Saint or to play with the goddess..."
"Master, don't you have any beliefs or hobbies?"
"I love beautiful...knives and believe in RMB."
"..."
"Don't look at me like this, I'm just so tacky, I love wine, sex and wealth.
Even if others are single, indifferent to fame and wealth, and not greedy for power and sex... there is a certain kind of envy behind my back. I hold the goddess on my left, the witch on my right, and the saint kneeling under me..."
What kind of beliefs can you expect from such an old pervert?
"It's useless to talk more."
Sigurd didn't want to talk anymore, his face turned cold, and the magic sword Gram in his hand spit out a frightening light of dawn!
"Then let's show off!"
Siegfried's eyes narrowed, murderous intent leaked out, and the cyan jade on the hilt of the Sword of Dusk in his hand released a brilliant light.
The two dragon-slaying demonic swords were released almost at the same time. The morning aurora and the ice-blue sword glow grew larger, and the atmosphere wailed, informing the surroundings of the fact that the two A-level Noble Phantasms had begun to be released.
"Dawn of Destruction!"
"Fantasy Great Sword·The Demon Lost!"
boom!!
The light of dawn clashes with the azure stream of light, and the two flashes of raging waves constantly devour each other with the purpose of pure destruction!
The light of destruction entangled into two spirals, and then released instantly like a tornado, annihilating all objects in the surrounding area. The solemn knights and Egyptian soldiers who were too close were implicated and turned into ashes!
The horses under the two men also whined, unable to withstand the huge impact of the dragon-slaying demon swords, and their strong bodies collapsed in an instant.
Blood splashed under their feet and air waves roared, but Siegfried and Sigurd simultaneously soared into the air from the large pit created by the collision of their Noble Phantasms!
Their sprint speed broke the sound barrier, and they rushed towards each other.
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The moment they approached, both of them waved their big swords, and the waves of sword light danced wildly at each other. Their blood and fighting spirits clashed fiercely, and sparks burst out from the sword blades again and again!
There is no hatred, no hostility, just the purest martial arts confrontation.
But the intensity of the fight is no less than any duel.
The two-color sword energy criss-crossed, tearing the sky apart, leaving the earth riddled with holes. A death vortex was formed with the two as the center, and anything that dared to get close would be instantly dismembered!
"Men are indeed reckless. Once they get into a fight, they forget everything."
With a flash of light on his back, Morgan immediately ducked his head, dodged the aftermath of a sword energy attack from behind, and couldn't help but curse.
This is the third time that she has been harmed by Chi Yu, and the two stinky men have gone crazy.
"Are you just going to hide?"
Her black hair was flying in the wind, and Scathach's snow-white pretty face was filled with a cold expression.
Lifting the gun to smash the dusk sword energy that had reached here, the magic gun in her hand flashed again, turning into a bloody lightning and stabbing the witch's snow-white neck!
Clang!
With a smile on his face, Morgan slashed his spear with a long sword and easily swung away the deadly spear tip, showing his extremely high martial arts skills.
She had no intention of fighting back, and her slender jade feet jumped back like a butterfly and quickly flew back, widening the distance.
Boom boom...!
Scathach touched his palm and released his magic power. A row of runes appeared in front of him. Flame bullets flew out from the blazing runes and fired at the witch crazily!
The barrage sprayed like fire and rain, covering all blind spots.
Bang bang!
Morgan raised his finger, and a shield of earth rose. The earth was blown up by the blazing fire bombs, and the smoke was flying!
In the surging heat wave and dust, she took the opportunity to hide away.
"Why are you chasing after me so hard?"
Morgan looked at the gleaming diamond-encrusted wedding finger in the queen's hand with complicated eyes, "Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, you have gotten what you want, how does it feel to be someone else's woman?"
She could feel the difference in the Queen.
It's not because of a diamond ring, but because of the difference in temperament.
Although she still looks as cold as ice and looks no different from before, the charm and enchanting charm that have been cultivated for thousands of years have quietly bloomed.
Before, she had a cold appearance and was lonely. Although her appearance was still beautiful, she had an aura of withering and decay.
Like a withered black rose in the corner.
But at this moment, it revived. In the cold wind and rain, the pure black roses bloomed proudly again, filled with vitality and deadly floral fragrance.
Such icy muscles and jade bones, so cold and charming.
Even she, a woman, felt a little moved, or jealous...
Only when nourished by love and irrigated by men can a woman exude such amazing beauty and peerless elegance from her bones.
"Nothing to do with you."
Scathach said indifferently, the purple tights outlined her thrilling devil figure, like the goddess of the night descending.
Her bloody spear is like a dragon, stabbing at the witch's head!
clang!
The steel collided and roared. The witch wielded her silver sword and accurately split the spear tip. The strong wind that arose in an instant made the snow-white hair on the back of her head fly.
Blocking a shot, her sexy red lips curled up and her smile was charming:
"Who says it has nothing to do with me? Our existence and even our destiny are very similar.
You were destined to wither alone in the Kingdom of Shadows, unable to enjoy the taste of being a bride for the rest of your life, and your future would be a pool of stagnant water.
And I am destined to struggle in vain in the goblin land, daydreaming about one day regaining possession of the British Isles, and no matter how hard I try, it will never come true.
Two old women who are neither old nor old, but are cursed by fate and no one wants them.
But he showed up.
He is not within the scope of human history, or even within the established destiny or destiny. Only unknown special cases like him may bring us variables and hope.
He is the person we have been waiting for for a long time, our Mr. Right!
That's why he can climb into your bed and take away your virginity in just a few days, right? I guess he doesn't even take safety measures when sleeping with you..."
"so what?"
The witch's words made Scathach very unhappy, and the murderous intent gradually burned in her red eyes, "He is my man, so of course he can do that!"
"Yes, he is your man.
This is almost destined. As long as he does not give up his ambition and desire for power, the Kingdom of Shadows will inevitably fall into his hands. It is only a matter of time.
You can't run away at all. The only difference is whether you obey him and become his wife now, or whether you are forced to become his mistress in the future...
I am also an option for him.
Thirty-seven, you win, Scathach Ackerman.
Aren't you just afraid that I'll seduce him? Haha, you're so stingy. Don't you know this saying - only children make choices, adults want them too!
By the way, your husband is nice."
The last sentence was so lethal that the Queen of Demon Realm couldn't bear it.
"..."
Scathach was furious, and a stepping man quickly shot out an afterimage in the air and chased after him, the magic gun in his hand shaking out countless red stars!
Every shot of the gun can penetrate the steel plate, and the penetration is so strong that it makes people's scalp numb.
Dangdang...!
Morgan's face changed, and she danced wildly with the long sword in her hand. The sharp silver blade cut the air and screamed, and it collided fiercely with the scarlet spear tip that was stabbing her, sending out a string of sparks!
Even if she responded in time, she could not block it completely. A trace of blood appeared on her fair-skinned forehead, and the blood stain was shocking.
If he hadn't leaned back at the critical moment, his head would have been stabbed through.
Scathach failed to hit the target, and with a sweep of his arm, the crimson spear tip burning like blood flames slashed towards the enemy's neck!
The witch also slashed at her neck with her silver sword, trying to make her retreat or defend.
However, what surprised Morgan was that the queen did not change her moves to block or retreat. She allowed the silver gun to slash towards her fair neck, and the magic gun in her hand also accelerated towards her neck.
At the critical moment of life and death, the witch could only tilt her body and tilt her head back crazily.
puff!
Blood blossomed on his shoulders. Morgan groaned, covering his bruised and bloody shoulders, and quickly distanced himself.
Scathach's shoulder was also bleeding, but she had no intention of stopping, and murderous intent boiled in her red eyes.
Charge, charge, charge again...
Abandoning defense, every blow is a move that exchanges damage for injury, or even death together!
"you……"
Morgan gasped and was so beaten that he regretted just stimulating her.
She fought and retreated, trying to escape from the center of the battlefield, but was always interrupted by the red-eyed Queen of the Demon Realm, blocking her way.
The witch became a little anxious and shouted: "Are you crazy? I have no intention of fighting for the Holy City. Let me leave the battlefield and you will lose one enemy."
"Go to hell!"
Scathach's eyes were filled with anger and he didn't listen at all. He immediately fired his gun after missing a hit.
Clang!
The bloody gun light continuously clashes fiercely with the silver gun, and the evil force and strong wind sweep across all directions!
They fought so fast that ordinary soldiers could only see some sparks or afterimages, let alone intervene.
If Siegfried and Sigurd are fierce and powerful, they are strong and powerful.
Morgan and Scathach are flexible, quick, and their attacks are as cunning and deadly as poisonous snakes.
Generally speaking, the reason why Morgan is being chased by the Queen is not because she is weaker than her, but because of her purpose and willingness to fight.
Morgan obviously had some other small thoughts and was not willing to fight with the Queen: "Don't go crazy, it's useless if you kill me, this is just a clone of me."
"So what, at least killing your clone can ruin part of your plan, I'm very happy." The queen looked cold.
"I'm not targeting you..."
"Go to hell and explain!"
The Queen of Demon Realm held the spear horizontally, and the magic power surged, burning on the gun body like a flame, "Pierce! Break through! Penetrate through Death..."
Morgan: "..."
I really regret that I have such a bad mouth.
She has other goals, she needs to preserve her magic power, and she doesn't want to fight the Queen of the Demon Realm. Even if she wins, it will probably be a miserable victory.
"Wait, I can..."
At this time, Morgan spoke very quickly.
After hearing this, Scathach paused and his expression became a little strange.
She stopped liberating the Noble Phantasm. Due to the extreme chaos on the battlefield, no one noticed the abnormality here. Soon, she took action again, using her gun to fight the witch.
The silver sword tore through the sky, the spear light penetrated the earth, and the two women continued to fight in the chaotic battlefield!
They chased and escaped, but for some reason, the moves that seemed fierce were actually not as fierce as before...
Sigurd vs Siegfried
Scathach vs Morgan Le Fay
Judging from the scene, they are basically evenly matched, at least the battle between the top servants cannot be decided in a short time.
This situation was expected by Ren and the others, and the Lion King and the Knights of the Round Table didn't find it strange either.
What really exceeded everyone's expectations was the battle between the soldiers on both sides, which was even more exciting than the battle between heroes.
The horse is dead and hand-to-hand combat begins, with a solemn knight holding a cross sword fighting an Egyptian soldier.
The two sides were going back and forth, and the sword blades collided fiercely. The solemn knight had turned into a semi-heroic spirit, crushing him with strength, and the Egyptian soldiers' wrists kept shaking and their bodies retreated continuously.
After a moment of stalemate, the solemn knight seized the flaw, knocked down the Egyptian soldier's weapon with brute force, and then slashed at his head with a sword.
puff!
The sword blade cut through the muscles and blood vessels, blood surged like a fountain, and a human head was thrown high!
The solemn knight stepped on the enemy's corpse with his boots and sneered:
"You are strong, but I am stronger!
God has given us invincible power. Even if you are elite among ordinary people, you are still vulnerable to God's power!
It’s ridiculous to even try to challenge the gods. Facts have proved that the Sun King and that bullshit military leader are idiots!”
He stepped over the corpse, holding the blood-stained sword blade, and rushed towards an Egyptian soldier with a slightly frightened expression next to him with a grin.
"I'll fight you!"
The Egyptian soldiers suppressed their fear and faced him with swords.
Clang!
The blades collide and dazzling sparks burst out!
The skills of both sides were similar, but there was a significant difference in physical fitness. Within ten rounds, the Egyptian soldiers' arms began to go numb, and they were beaten and retreated.
Facing the solemn knight who was grinning ferociously, he couldn't help but show a look of despair.
Clang!
The weapons collided again, sparks flew everywhere, and the cross sword was broken into two pieces!
"..."
The ferocious smile on the solemn knight's face froze. He looked at the broken sword with only a small blade left in his hand and was stunned for a moment.
But the opponent's weapon was still cold and the blade was not damaged.
"hey-hey."
The malicious laughter woke him up, and the solemn knight raised his eyes.
The Egyptian soldier in front of him suddenly grinned, showed a "fatherly" smile to him, and asked very friendly:
"Friend, why don't you laugh?"
Solemn Knight:?(;′Д｀?)
puff!
The Egyptian soldier smiled ferociously, rushed up, and tore his breastplate with a knife. Blood flew everywhere, and the knight was almost disemboweled!
His tall body fell to the ground with a thud.
The Egyptian soldier stepped on his head and sneered:
"You are strong, but I am stronger!
The War Master has given us indestructible weapons. Even if you are considered elite among the demons, you are still vulnerable to the power of the War Master!
How ridiculous it is to try to challenge the master of war. Facts have proved that the Lion King and those Knights of the Round Table are fools!"
This was such a slap in the face that I returned it unchanged.
puff!
The solemn knight who was on his deathbed turned red in anger when he heard this, vomited blood, and his neck tilted and he died on the spot.
“he~tui!
What rubbish, there is not even a body, it disappeared like a fart." Looking at the solemn knight at his feet who turned into a rain of light and disappeared, the Egyptian soldier spat.
Fortunately, the knight was already dead, otherwise he might have been so angry that he would vomit blood after hearing this.
The scene took a dramatic turn.
At the beginning, the solemn knights killed the Egyptian soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables, and the beatings made the Egyptians cry for their fathers and mothers.
But their prestige didn't last long.
After a head was taken, or the stalemate lasted for a long time, the weapons in their hands began to be damaged, and then they were beaten to pieces by the Egyptian soldiers and almost called their father.
A quarter of an hour later.
Blood dyed the plateau outside the holy city of Camelot red, and everything seemed to be burning under the afterglow of the setting sun, igniting the blood and bones on the battlefield.
The fighting is still going on, but the situation has become clear.
Nearly 2,000 people of the Egyptian Amon Legion were killed in the battle, with only over 3,000 left.
More than half of the two thousand solemn knights had been killed or injured, and as the battle progressed, their weapons were further damaged, and the death rate was accelerating.
This undoubtedly declared the Holy City's first battle to be a failure.
In addition to a small number of defenders on the flanks, the Holy Capital has a total of thirteen thousand people.
Among them, 3,000 Suzheng Knights are trump cards and sharp knives, specially used to tear apart the defense line, relying on charge to defeat the coalition forces... The remaining 10,000 are guerrilla troops.
In addition to the Saracens attacking the city from the flanks, the coalition forces had a total of about 20,000 men from the four major Egyptian legions.
Among them, the Amon Legion is the most elite, but the other three legions in Egypt are not much different, at least not worse than the 10,000 guerrilla troops in the Holy City.
The essence of war is consumption and exchange.
The 10,000 guerrilla troops in the Holy City offset the 10,000 Egyptian legions.
Then the 3,000 solemn knights must be able to defeat the coalition forces with one against three or charge through the coalition lines.
However, it is obvious that the Sovereign Knights failed to do so. They were blocked by the Amon Army and failed to break through the blockade. More than 1,000 people died in the battle to replace less than 2,000 Egyptians.
Because the war master provided fake treasures to the Egyptians, the Sovereign Knights failed to take advantage of their inhuman physical fitness.
No matter how good your physical condition is, you will still have to receive a box lunch after your weapon is damaged and a fake treasure phantom is handed to you by the Egyptian soldiers.
Under the city walls of the Holy Capital, the Knights of the Round Table could no longer hold themselves back.
"It actually blocked it."
Looking at the solemn knight being strangled by Amon's army, Xiao Mo frowned.
"There is nothing we can do about it. Under normal circumstances, a solemn knight can fight against five without any problem." Gawain took a deep breath, "But who would have thought that Ren would use so many treasures to arm the Egyptians? This...
…”
This is so bummer.
Obviously, this cannot continue.
The goddess on top of the city obviously knew this too.
Her silky hair was flying in the wind, her beautifully decorated white armor shone brightly, and a light flashed in her pupils:
"Army attack!"
She decisively issued the order for a general attack.
At the same time, the magic power between her fingers was released and injected into the gun body. The goddess raised the radiant holy spear in her hand, and a golden beam of light shot straight into the sky, turning into golden clouds and exploding!
"Hoho...!!"
This seems to be a signal.
The earth began to tremble slightly, mist surged in, and terrifying roars came from the valley behind the Pharaoh's Temple.
Small sea monsters, chimera beasts, bipedal dragons... all kinds of monsters seemed to be driven by something, and rushed over from behind the coalition forces with red eyes.
There was almost no chance for anyone to breathe, and all-out war broke out amidst the roars of the monsters.
