Chapter 135: The Immortal Ten Thousand Cavalry
"Then, Camelot welcomes you to join you and conquer Iskandar."
After receiving the girl's approval, I smiled and held out my right hand to Iskander.
"Oh? Is this going to shake hands with this king? Haha, this king is very happy! Iskandar let out a hearty laugh and held my right hand with the same outstretched hand.
Iskandar was already tall, and his palms were much larger than ordinary people, and my hands were completely clutched in the middle and could not be seen......
Having then stopped the Macedonian soldiers who were at war with the British, Iskandar declared his submission to the British.
As a result, the Saxon forward soldiers who were in an extremely awkward position, except for a few who were eliminated due to stubborn resistance, most of them also chose to surrender.
At this point, the great battle between the British legion led by Artoria and the Macedonian expeditionary force led by Iskandar ended in a complete victory for the British side!
Seeing a bitter war that most likely bloodied ended so easily, both sides seemed relieved.
I turned around, ready to ask the girl next to me to help count the casualties.
After all, unlike the Macedonian army, which was fully submissive, the soldiers of the British army were all real humans in the current era, so it was very important to count the damage after the war.
But at this timeβ
The originally cloudless clear sky above the battlefield was covered with dark clouds without warning.
At the same time, a deep voice with a thick gloomy emotion suddenly sounded from above the sky:
"Iskandar, this is what you promised, to do your best to destroy the Knight King and his companions who disturbed the history of normal mankind? For this reason, this seat has specially given you the privilege of appearing as a heroic spirit, and this is how you respond to this seat's trust? β
It sounded like a mixture of the voices of countless men, women, and children, each with its own characteristics but neatly arranged together, with the beauty of a chorus of unprecedented scale.
"Haha, Alayya, this king has fully fulfilled the responsibilities you have entrusted to this king." Iskandar smiled at the sky and said, "As you can see, this king tried his best to fight a hearty battle with the Knight King, but he lost because of his lack of ability and became a prisoner of the other party. Defeat is at the disposal of the other party, and accepting the opponent's surrender is also the most common result, after all, this is the greatest respect for the hero. β
"What nonsense, you didn't take the orders of this seat seriously from the beginning! Now I command you to pick up your sword again and let your army duke it out against the Knight King of Britain once again! Otherwise, don't blame this for ruthlessly taking action personally! β
The reverberant sound in the air echoed everywhere on the battlefield, and there was an undisguised threat in it.
Hearing this, the British and Macedonian soldiers, who had already laid down their arms and shook hands to make peace, couldn't help but step back and look at each other vigilantly again.
"Forgive the king for refusal! This king has agreed to become a member of Camelot, and he will definitely not go back on his word! Iskandar said without hesitation, not giving Alaya any face.
"Hmph, sure enough, Iskander, from the very beginning you had the idea of joining forces with the Knight King." Alaya snorted coldly, "Okay, let me be a primate restraining force today, and remove you and the Knight King as a hazard to human history!" β
Immediately, a huge golden pillar of light with a diameter of hundreds of zhang that penetrated the heavens and the earth suddenly fell from the sky!
The golden light quickly dissipated, revealing the scene within:
It was a bald man no less tall than Iskander, with countless gold decorations on his swarthy and sturdy body.
The giant's strong arms each hold a sharp axe, and his red eyes reveal endless wildness!
Under the fierce gaze of the swarthy giant, the soldiers on both the Macedonian and British sides trembled and retreated unconsciously.
The momentum of this person's body is not inferior to Iskandar at all, just standing there like an undefeated demon god!
"Iskandar ββ!!!"
Looking at Iskandar, whose face changed slightly, the giant man let out an earth-shattering roar, and a pair of giant axes in his hands were raised high above his head!
"Bang bang bang bang - "
Suddenly, dense skeleton soldiers came out from under the ground, rode a war horse with only a skeleton left, and quickly gathered in front of the giant man.
The skeletons were like the most well-organized army, lined up in a phalanx and waiting for the giant's order.
"Oooo!!oo
The swarthy giant man slammed his axe at Iskandar and let out a series of indiscernible roars.
Under the thick dark clouds in the sky, the skeletal cavalry rushed towards us with their weapons in their hands.
This scene was particularly terrifying and weird, and many soldiers even broke their courage on the spot and screamed!
βββοΌ Damn, it's Darius III. As the biggest opponent in the life of this king, his treasure '10,000 undead cavalry' is a rare existence that can completely match the king's 'king's army'! Seeing the Skeleton Cavalry attack, Iskander's brow furrowed vigorously.
This conquering king, who always gives people a lot of pride, as if the whole world is not in his eyes, shows such a difficult expression for the first time.
"Can't you try to convince him? If it is really the legendary last king of the Achaemenid dynasty of Persia, he should not fight you so indiscriminately, and he is willing to be used as a spear by Alayya. "I'm right on Iskandar.
Since I had previously consulted a great deal of information on Alexander's crusades against Iskander, I naturally learned about his lifelong rival, Darius III.
Darius III, the last monarch of the ancient Persian Empire, although he reigned for only five years, he was determined to forge ahead, showing extraordinary means and courage in domestic and foreign affairs, which made the long-decadent Persian Empire a shock. Darius III stood in the way of Iskandar's army on several occasions, becoming an obstacle in his path to the East.
According to records, Darius III was a long-standing warrior of the Persian Empire before he succeeded to the throne, with a gentle and generous personality, and although he had a reputation as a warrior, he was not an aggressive person in nature. After becoming king of Persia, he was a fatherly leader with a sense of justice, compassion, and unusually sincere and faithful to those who supported him.
So I think that if Darius III were to explain the current situation, there should be room for things to turn around.
Iskandar, however, shook his head.
"Little ghost, it's impossible. You see Darius III's furious eyes and his completely instinctive demeanor, which has obviously been stripped of reason by the world, and turned into a heroic spirit in a state of madness. β