The rolling yellow sand was flying, and the thousands of troops and horses of the "King's Army" shook the earth and moved forward.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the first order had already been given.

"Antigonus, you take the lead. ”

"Yes. The old general, who had only one eye, promised loudly, and stepped forward, "The first formation of the infantry, raise the gun, charge!"

With his shouts, an infantry detachment broke away from its position and headed for the enemy. Although it was a charge, the formation was not chaotic at all, no one was left behind, and no one made a mistake.

This hand alone impressed the knights of the round table opposite.

"Amazing, amazing. Kay whistled.

"Kaiqing, this is before the king. As an assistant officer, Ag Guiwen glared at him coldly, and then said, "This is not an elite in the ordinary sense, who is that old general?"

"Antigonus I, this name may be unfamiliar to you, but at the time, he was known as the 'God of War'. "Merlin dutifully fulfills the duties of a sage, giving science to a group of ignorant knights.

"Antigonus, the god of war?" Gawain nodded slightly.

Mordred let out a disdainful snort: "It doesn't matter if he is a god of war or a god of war, if he wants to take us down by relying on this little people, it is just a waste of fame." ”

"Don't be careless, it's not that simple!" Bedwell reminded.

Sure enough, when the charge was in progress, the one-eyed old man with the name of the god of war suddenly waved his hand, and the military formation, which had been in a state of charge, immediately slowed down, and the hand holding the gun changed from forehand to backhand, and then threw the gun in unison.

That's right, the charge, the Macedonian phalanx, and so on are all disguises, and throwing guns is Antigonus's real intention.

At this distance, the spear is more powerful than the bow and arrow.

Hundreds of throwing spears were fired in unison, and their potential was enough to destroy the withering and decaying.

Since it is necessary to fight more and fight less, it is natural to give full play to the numerical advantage, otherwise Antigonus does not deserve to be called the god of war.

"The king is right, it is indeed a strong enemy, but—" Lancelot, who was standing first, remained unchanged under the spear throwing, "—only this is not enough to defeat us, Galahad!"

The young man standing at the end of the line stood out without saying a word, not glancing at Lancelot from beginning to end. He is none other than Galahad, and Lancelot's son, but because Lancelot has not fulfilled his father's obligations, the relationship between father and son is not good.

Of course, as the noblest knight of the Knights of the Round Table, Galahad would not let his personal affairs interfere with his business. He walked past the king, past his father, to the edge of the oasis, at the very front of the array, and raised his shield in his hand, chanting aloud in a reverent voice.

"This is the homeland of us, who can heal all wounds and appease all resentment—manifest, Lord Camelot!"

Above the shield bloomed a pure light, the light in Galahad's heart, and the light in the hearts of all knights.

In the midst of the light, a city rose from the ground.

Pure white, solemn, sacred, condensed the infinitely beautiful city. It was once the center of Britain, the object of the Knights of the Round Table, the royal capital of Camelot!

Though long gone, long gone, no knight has forgotten the city full of their ideals.

It was not only the privilege of conquering the king's army that carved the same scenery in their hearts, but also the Knights of the Round Table imprinted this scene in their hearts that will never be forgotten.

As long as they have their backs to this city, no matter what kind of attack they encounter, the knights will not be defeated.

Not to mention hundreds of throwing spears, even if it is tens of thousands? As long as the knights' faith is not shaken, the defense of the ideal city will not be broken.

Artoria silently ascended to the top of the city, and the knights followed behind the king, as before, a mark that would not be erased no matter how many years passed.

"Secretary Tristan. ”

After a round of shooting, after breaking free from the memories, Artoria called out a name.

"Yes, my king. "The knight with long red hair and perpetually squinting eyes came out of the ranks.

"Please. ”

"Understood. ”

Tristan untied the weapon behind him, which resembled both a harp and a bow and arrow, and plucked it gently.

With every pluck, a beautiful note flows.

With each wave, an enemy will fall on the opposite side. The heart, or the skull, or the throat, were blurred with flesh and blood, as if they had been shot by an arrow.

In the flow of notes and killing, Tristan, who was more like a knight and more like a bard, chanted in a low voice.

"I'm very sad, it's such an exciting time to meet the king again, why do I have to pluck this demon bow with my own hands and take the lives of others. ”

"If you don't want to, don't draw the bow, and you don't have to. Lancelot shrugged and scoffed.

"yes, we haven't forgotten what you said at the time. Garlace followed suit.

Like Mordred, she was the only one to wear a helmet among the knights present, and the only female knight other than Artoria. The intention of wearing a helmet is to hide the identity of a woman.

"Do you have what it takes to say it again?

"Don't, don't say it, I was wrong. ”

The hand that pulled the bow was even more hurried, and the misty notes showed his confused state of mind, and of course, the enemies outside the oasis fell faster. No matter how Antigonus changed his formation and how he responded, he could not resist the killing of this invisible arrow.

"Singing of pain, playing of crying. 'Failnaught'!"

This is Tristan's treasure, which manipulates the atmosphere through a bowstring and shoots arrows of vacuum.

Since you don't need to reload arrows, the speed of shooting is extraordinary, and no matter what, a hero who is good at speed. It's almost impossible to avoid them all. What's even more terrifying is that the demon bow also covers a wide area. With such long-range fires, he alone could overwhelm an entire army of Antigonus.

By this time, Antigonus also knew that something could not be done, and decisively retreated. His mission has been accomplished, not only forcing Tristan and Galahad's two Noble Phantasm, but also discovering the decisive fact that the knights can use the Phantasm.

If they ignore it and launch a group charge like last time, they may have been defeated by this time - those who are familiar with Iskandar know that once he is enthusiastic, he will definitely rush to the front line without hesitation, and be targeted by a treasure like the one just now, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, this problem no longer exists, because the shadow warrior who can give orders in place of the king and stop the king from coming has returned.

Not only is it back, but it also brings a new force, a brand new partner.

Now we will not lose no matter what kind of enemy we face.

Antigonus, the god of war, had never been so sure!

At this time, the second order was also given.

"Leonatus, bring your men to support Antigonus. Padicas, you go too!"

PS: Garlace is a woman who has a real hammer in the sixth chapter of FGO, and has a love for the Yangtze River - and if memory serves, it seems that she usually wears a helmet. Since you have to wear a helmet to cover it, she must be a great beauty who can't be said to be a man. Yangtze River, you are lacking, and in the end you actually killed someone. Gawain, you are also a second shortage, and you also killed her once in Chapter 6, this is your sister, how can you repair it!