Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the tactics of crowds have never gone out of style.

One person is surrounded by ten people, and there will be a feeling of being alone.

What would it be like if he was surrounded by a hundred, a thousand, or even tens of thousands?

Of course, the scene that is enough to collapse ordinary people is not necessarily a hopeless desperate situation for the heroic spirits full of legends and miracles.

Slaughter evil dragons, sweep away thousands of armies, and defeat demon kings, comparable to gods...... The very existence of the Heroic Spirits is a kind of "romance".

"Oh oh!"

Rows of horsemen galloped on horseback, and the cavalrymen raised their swords and spears, and their mouths let out tsunami-like shouts, mingled with the sound of horses' hooves as impassioned as the beat of drums.

The Emperor did not directly use the whole army, but sent four armies of 1,000 people to launch a charge from the front.

Even so, the four thousand cavalry charging together was a very shocking sight, with the horses' hooves raising gusts of yellow sand and the cold light of the blades dotting it.

Just the war horses that were as dense as the tide and the roaring momentum of the cavalry made people feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

Wren's eyes were very cold, and he faced the magnificent army like a raging sea tide alone, but he did not see a trace of fear.

He was like a lonely mountain, standing in the waves, just a person, exuding a sense of extraordinary oppression that was not inferior to the thousands of troops on the other side.

"Hephaetian, who's that guy on the other side?"

Among the cavalry that launched the attack, a white-haired, but old-looking and strong general asked his partner next to him.

The veteran is named Parmigno, who was the most powerful general of Philip II (the father of the Emperor), and is also a hero of the Emperor, and can be regarded as an old minister of the Second Dynasty.

Hephaestian, with a thin face and long black hair, shook his head as he looked at the young man with snow-white hair and a red coat across from him.

"I don't know, the king said he called himself a nobody."

"No kidding, look at the scene on the other side, with corpses piled up and swords everywhere...... This bloody battlefield butcher, you tell me it's a nobody? ”

Pamiño held the reins, his white eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't help glaring at Hephaestian next to him.

"But the king did not know who he was, and he did not seem to be one of the most famous figures in history." Hephaestian said with a puzzled expression.

Hephaestian was the Emperor's best friend and lover, and his relationship with the Emperor was like that of Enkidu and Golden Flash.

He himself was good at commanding, and he was also good at diplomacy, and of course, he was best known for his relationship with the Emperor.

When the Emperor's army passed through the site of the ancient city of Troy, the Emperor went to the tomb of his idol Achilles, and Hephaestion went to the tomb of Achilles' friend Patroclus.

Achilles and Patroclus were well-known gay men in ancient Greece, and the act of the Emperor and Hephaetian was tantamount to opening up their friendship to the world.

Of the 4,000 cavalry, Paminio led the charge and Hephaestion commanded.

It is worth mentioning that Hephaestion looks a bit like Weber, especially like Weber ten years later.

Both of them have long black hair, thin faces, long legs, and similar temperament and physical features, which may be the reason why the emperor likes Weber very much.

The cavalry was extremely fast, and the army quickly crossed hundreds of meters.

The red wilderness was close at hand, corpses piled up on the rocks and weeds, and countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds stuck in the ground.

The flames burned in the air, the stars were dazzling, and before they could get close, a rich smell of blood came to their faces, and all the cavalry looked solemn.

Everyone is a battle-hardened warrior, sensitive to the perception of danger and the aura of death.

In the middle of the wilderness, Wren's gaze swept over the cavalry, revealing a grim smile, and he raised his hand slightly.

"Woohoo Blah Blah Wow!"

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, swords, halberds, spears, scimitars...... Countless cold soldiers suddenly rose from the ground, cutting through the void like thunder.

Dense weapons were arranged in the air one by one, covering the entire sky like a flock of black crows!

A large shadow shrouded in the air, and the spear heads, sword tips, and blades shone with cold light in the air, stirring the air currents, and aimed at the swarming army.

The horsemen who galloped on their horses were shocked.

"This ...... What are you kidding, it's not an ordinary weapon, these are all treasures! It's all treasures! ”

Pamiño's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he looked at the night sky with cold light and magical weapons.

When he looked at them from a distance, he thought they were ordinary weapons, similar to mass-produced magic costumes at best.

Even if they guessed that the other party might use them to fight, with their almost unparalleled army, they might not be able to withstand the attack and strangle the white-haired heroic spirit.

But it's all treasures, and that's a completely different situation!

The power of the Noble Phantasm alone is comparable to the bombardment of cannonballs, but it is not comparable to ordinary arrows.

Hephaestine's face also changed, and he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Wren, who was standing in the middle of the crimson wilderness like a grim reaper a few hundred meters away:

"It's terrifying, a great enemy that has never been seen before."

"yes, what the hell, what's going on with that guy? The Red Rose that Destroys Demons, the Spiral Sword, and the Indestructible Lake...... There are a lot of famous treasures.

True or not, at least their aura is very intimidating, they don't look like inferior imitations, and I even saw some of our treasures in the sky! ”

Pamiño's white beard moved, and he felt like a dog of the day.

They were summoned by the power of the king, and none of the legions had Noble Phantasms. They are not assigned to a specific rank according to the rules of the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, all employees do not have rank and rank-related skills.

"Pamiño, it looks like we're going to be wiped out." Hephaetian glanced at the heavenly treasures and said in a deep voice, "There are at least twenty thousand of them, and when they are projected together, we don't even have room to dodge." ”

Moreover, the other party has projected so many treasures at one time, but there are still all kinds of weapons inserted in the wilderness, but the density is a little lower than just now, indicating that this is not the limit.

"This is too exaggerated, this kind of power is like a myth, which heroic spirit in history is that person......"

Paminho's face was shocked, could this Heroic Spirit copy a treasure from human history? How could there be so much otherwise.

The voice did not fall.

The overwhelming treasures poured down from the sky like heavy rain, and the black pressure was connected together.

A treasure torn apart the atmosphere, ruthlessly projected down, a suffocating sense of horror, the sight was full of sharp blades and cold light, there was no room to dodge at all!

Boom, boom, boom!!

The roar like a storm did not stop for a moment, as if more than a dozen artillery battalions were bombing, and it seemed as if thousands of strong bows and crossbows were firing continuously!

The dust and sand are rolling, and people are turning on their backs.

The horses neighed, blood splattered, and the knights fell in pieces like dominoes.

The sword pierces the armor, and the blood splatters bloom!

The corpses of the horses and knights fell, and in the flames of the explosion, blood and dust mixed together, forming a tragic picture of death!

"Damn, it's close!"

Pamiño let out an unwilling roar, and was eventually stabbed by a spear and fell off his horse.

He glared at Wren, who was a hundred meters away, and forcefully pulled out the spear that had been stabbed in his shoulder and tossed it aside.

The distance is not far, at the speed of the cavalry, a hundred meters is only a moment, but this distance is as untouchable as a moat at this moment.

He looked around and saw that all of them had fallen from their horses, four thousand horsemen, and at this time there were less than two hundred alive.

Wren didn't give them any respite at all, and his cold gaze swept over the group of defeated soldiers.

With a movement of their minds, thousands of cold treasures rose from the ground and shot at them again like a rain of arrows!

Puff~

The cold light swept through, and the blade entered the body.

Pamiño fell to his knees on the wilderness, three swords stabbed into his chest, and bewitching blood spilled from the wound.

There are too many to dodge.

As for Hephaestian, he is not a general, his skills are not very good, and he has long been hanged.

As he lay dying, Pamiño looked around and saw that everyone had fallen and no one had survived.

He finally looked at the heroic spirit in a black and red coat of unknown origin not far away, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth:

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Wren glanced at the veteran, he didn't recognize which Heroic Spirit it was, but this person was the closest to him, less than 50 meters, and he was probably the number one person.

"Wuming." Wren said simply.

The general's martial arts and skills in front of him are actually good.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a treasure, nor does he have a rank or skill, and no matter how good he is, he can't withstand the coverage of thousands of treasures.

Most of the servants in this world rely heavily on the Noble Phantasm.

If there is no treasure, it will basically be scrapped, even if it is a hero king, without all the treasures, it is also a waste material.

Imagine that the golden sparkle has no king's treasure, no heavenly lock, no obedient sword...... With only an ordinary sword in his hand, who can he beat?

There are exceptions, such as Kojiro Sasaki, who doesn't have a treasure in his hand and still has considerable strength.

The knife in the hand of the janitor is not a treasure, it is just an ordinary knife, and he can use the "Yan Hui" before his death, which is not an ability obtained after being a heroic spirit.

"Nobody?" Pamiño coughed up a mouthful of blood and swept his gaze over the corpses and swords in the wilderness, "I think you can call yourself Lord of Soldiers." ”

With that, the bloodied general fell to the ground.

Before he died, Pamiño suddenly had a thought in his heart - what a magnificent sight would it be if these thousands of treasures were equipped with a group of brave iron horsemen?