"You're one of the few people who can get my attention."

"Hum ~~~~~" The Hero King waved his hand, and a golden light appeared behind him, and countless swords were ready to attack in the golden light.

“Saber！” Kamiya called, and Saber, dressed in red armor, stood behind him, within the protective range of the shield.

"Whoosh, swish~~~~~" Countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds flew towards the two.

Seeing his Master holding his shield and struggling to move forward in the rain of swords, a familiar unwillingness appeared in Saber's heart.

"I can...... Ever did ...... I should be able to remember...... I...... OK! ”

"Hey-ha!" With a loud shout, Saber's body flashed red, and in an instant, countless Roman soldiers in iron armor holding square shields appeared around her, and these soldiers covered each other with shields, forming a famous formation - the Roman Mobile Tortoiseshell Formation.

"Bang Bang~~~ Ding ~~~~~" The flying sword hit the moving tortoiseshell array, and the power was greatly reduced, and as the pressure was reduced, the movement speed of the large array gradually increased.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" The neat pace knocked on the heart of the hero king, and his brows were twisted into the shape of "Chuan".

"It's changed...... Saber…… It looks like you've found your true self again. Zhengse looked at the approaching array in front of him, and the Hero King stopped attacking.

"Because of this, you are also qualified to look up to it, just like that teenager."

The Hero King used the key in his hand to open the treasure vault in the void. He didn't unfold the King's Treasure again, but took out a mere sword.

It's just weird. It has both hilts and gauntlets, and is similar in length to a normal longsword. However, the most crucial part of the "sword body" is far from the traditional sword. I saw that the three cylinders were tightly connected, and the not sharp blades were twisted into a spiral, and the three cylinders slowly wound together like chains, whirling and stretching out each other

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. Something that was born long before the concept of the sword could not have taken on the shape of a sword.

"Is his treasure......" Seeing the Hero King like this, Saber and Kamiya nodded tacitly.

"Ding!" Saber stacked his Noble Phantasm, EXcalibur, with Kamiya's golden sword.

"Hum~~~~~~~ Saber's EXcalibur vanished, and in its place, the golden holy sword took the form of the Sword of Oath Victory.

The two hands of the boy and the girl clasped tightly together, and they jointly grasped the holy sword in their hands.

“Enuma——Elish！ (Groundbreaking: Deviant Star)"

Hearing that the opponent had liberated Treasure's true name, Ueya and Artorius did not hesitate to call out Treasure's true name.

“EXcalibur！！！”

"What the future holds, let's witness together!" Thinking like this, the two of them saw the red rift blade and the golden light blade collide with two powerful rays of light.

Suddenly, as if sensing these two earth-destroying forces, a golden scroll appeared in the sky above both sides, and after a green light flashed, the great underground cavern regained its calm again.

23rd century BC, southern Mesopotamia, under the city of Uruk

The troops in array were well organized, the flying military flags covered the sky and the sun, and the blazing sun shone on the long spears, flashing a little cold light.

On top of the chariot, the young man wearing a crown looked at the heavily guarded city in front of him and was silent for a long time.

Looking at the dense and tightly organized, endless but silent army all around, a trace of heroism swelled in the young man's heart.

"I never forgot ...... I am the son of a gardener. ”

"Even so, would you like to be by my side all the time?" The boy turned his head and looked at the armored girl beside the chariot.

(Actually...... I'm also a family that grew up in an ordinary home...... Looking into the young man's clear eyes, the girl finally responded.

“Long_love_the_king！ (Long live my king)"

"Bang!" The girl stood solemnly, raised her right arm, and hit her chest hard.

The gift of the oath weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

"Thank you~~~" The young man bowed slightly.

"I haven't forgotten either...... We are all brothers. ”

"~~~~~ Zheng!" Looking around, the boy slowly pulled out the sword on his back.

"I haven't forgotten it...... We! Fight for freedom! ”

The golden sword held high reflects the sunlight and emits a dreamlike rainbow light.

“Sargon！ Sargon！ Sargon！ (Sargon, Akkadian translation: The True King)

Chanting the leader's name, the well-organized attacking phalanx began to advance.

"Boom! - Boom! - Boom! "The uniform pace of the attack shook every inch of Mesopotamia and struck the heart of every Uruk defender.

"Squeak~~~~~~ swish~~~~" The huge stone block flew towards the distant city wall with blazing flames.

Uruk Palace

"Boom!" The earth trembled, and in the great hall, the hearts of the ministers trembled.

"Report ~~~~!" Outside the main hall, heralds rushed in.

"Your Majesty~~ the son of the Akkadian pariah...... Sargon and his group of untouchables have begun to storm the city! ”

"Boom!" Another loud bang.

"Whoa~~~" On the ceiling, a little rubble fell.

"My King - Lugar Gilgamesh ~~~~ Gilgamesh, the hero of Sumer~~~~~~" In the main hall, the courtiers knelt down one after another.

"King Lugar Zajisi has been defeated by the untouchable son, and the army of fifty kings has been defeated by the untouchable, our heroes, the king of kings! You're the only ...... to save us, to save your people~~~~~" begged the old lords who were once high above beneath the throne.

"This ...... Finally???? Looking at the familiar throne, the familiar city-state, and the familiar everything, the hero King Gilgamesh was extremely surprised.

(No...... No way!!! When Sargon's mongrel attacked the city, the king was obviously lying on the bed in the dormitory?? Hybrids!! He even attacked the city when the king was too old to hold a weapon! Bastard! Bastard!! Hybrid !!!!! The Hero King's angry fist clenched tightly and slapped against the armrest of the throne.

Uruk, a battlefield outside the city

"Ready—" Captain Akkadian Centurion raised his hand as he looked at the walls of Uruk in the distance.

"Put!"

"Whoosh~~~~~~ Countless arrows flew towards the city wall.

"Defensive !!" The Uruk nobles were also well-trained, forming a shield wall in rows, and the soldiers crouched behind the shield wall, protecting each other.

"Dada~~~Puff~~~Uh~~~" A rain of arrows, few injured.

"Quick! A little faster!! Beneath the walls, Artorius, dressed like the soldiers, commanded the storming carts, slowly but surely advancing towards the ornate and fortified gates of Uruk.

"Put!"

"Crunch~~~~~~squeak~~~~" Several huge oil flints flew into Uruk City like a rain of fire.

"Boom! Rumble! - Whoa! "In an instant, a fire broke out in the city, and smoke rose from the collapsed ruins."

"The same ...... Whenever, wherever, and for what, war ...... Never change. Looking at the flames that were gradually connecting in Uruk, Artorius had mixed feelings.

"Keep going!" However, at this moment, she is aware of her insignificance, and she understands her role even more, because she ...... Long accustomed to war.

Akkadian Central Army Formation

Looking at the tide of siege troops, the young man's heart became more and more determined.

"The Chinese army advances, blow the horn!"

"Woo woo woo woo-" The horn of an all-out attack finally sounded, and the ladders like a forest, and the countless soldiers like ant colonies overwhelmingly pressed towards Uruk, the city of destiny of the Sumerians.

Uruk Palace

The herald of the "~~~~~~" rushed in again.

"Your Majesty! The Akkadians have begun to attack the walls! ”

"Bastard! Untouchables!! Zajisi, that shit! This king actually passed the throne to a waste...... A waste that has been beaten by untouchables and mongrels!! ”

"Bang!" slapped the throne, and the hero king was furious.

"I remember...... I remembered it~~~~ This king remembered! ”

"That kind of contempt, hatred for mongrels! Many? Right! Too much...... Too much~~~ Too much!! There are too many mongrel pariahs! ”

"That kind of vigilance...... That hatred...... That kind of powerlessness! Yes...... There are more mongrels than ants, untouchables that can never be killed...... Lots – it's a sin! ”

Uruk, the battle of the city gates

"Cover each other!!" Arttorius commanded skilfully.

"The shield man stands on the outside of the city cart~~~ The people covering the cart, believe your comrades, they will definitely be able to block the arrows shot down from the city!"

"Whoosh~~~~Whoosh~~~~" On the city, he still keeps shooting arrows and rushing city cars, which can be described as the enemy of defending the city.

"Poof~~~~Uh......" Beside her, a soldier fell from an arrow.

"The people in the back! Make it up!! ”

Standing behind the storming car, Artorius looked at the city gate not far away.

"If you are united...... Definitely can......"

Uruk, the royal palace

"Report ~~~~~~~!" The herald galloped in for the third time.

"Your Majesty, the Akkadian untouchables are attacking fiercely, the warriors are too few in number, and the walls are in danger!"

"Take (the king's armor) ......" The hero king raised his hand and wanted to give an order, but he found that the armor was already on his body.

"Hand ...... There is no trace of those years either. ”

"Hmph...... Is there an inherent enchantment......" The Hero King seemed to think of something, and his face returned to the arrogant and disdainful expression of the past.

(Look at your well-behaved appearance, this king will play with you for a while~~~~) "The hero king has regained his former majesty.

"My courtiers, this king will repel the untouchable Sargon, and then take their heads and pay tribute to the heroic spirits of my Uruk warriors!"

"Long live my king......" In the main hall, all the ministers bowed.

Uruk City, city walls

"Ding~~bell~~poof~~" An Akkadian soldier was stabbed in the chest with a spear and fell down the ladder.

"Plop~" He fell to the ground, and the red blood moistened the land of Mesopotamia.

"Didn't disappear !!" Artorius was surprised.

She glanced back at the soldiers who had fallen on the siege road, and a ...... None of them have disappeared.

"That's not right...... During the last Holy Grail War, the defeated Heroic Spirits in the Conqueror King's inherent enchantment should have disappeared, how could there be blood??? How can a corpse be left behind???? For a moment, Artoria was in a trance.

"Whoosh~~~!" Sharp arrows flew by.

"Hiss~~~" A hint of pain came from his arm.

"Uh...... Yes! Turning over the fabric where the cotton armor had been pierced, it was as if Artorius Antemius had seen the most incredible thing in his memory.

"Wounds??? Blood!!! ”

"This ...... Could it be ............" Altorius was stunned, but he felt unacceptable.

"Flesh ......" Artorius looked at the short, rough Arcade sword in his hand, and his heart was relieved.

"Sure enough, only holy relics can ...... But...... Master…… ...... the hell you"

"Your Highness, please be careful." As she pondered it, she was surrounded by a shield wall formed by the guards.

"I'm fine, keep going!" With a wave of the great sword in her hand, she led the siege troops forward like a rising star.

Uruk City, Central Square

"Warriors! I am the son of Lugar Banda, the hero of yours, the king of kings, Lugar Gilgamesh! ”

"Hero King! Hero King! Hero King! ......" the warriors of the Uruk nobility cheered, for they saw hope, the hope of victory.

The Hero King waved his hand and signaled silence.

"Akkadian pariahs, illiterate and unbelievable, Sargon's yellow-mouthed child, dares to challenge the authority of my Uruk state, and his sins are unforgivable!"

"Sin is unforgivable! Sin is unforgivable! Sin is unforgivable! ……”

"Warriors must follow this king, slay all the Akkadian bastard pariahs, and exchange the heads of Sargon for the eternal glory of my Uruk state!"

"Long live the Hero King! Long live the Hero King! Long live the Hero King! ……”

Looking at the flaming city wall in the distance, a proud smile appeared on the face of the hero king.

"Young man, no matter who your surname is, this king is standing here, here~~~ is a place you will never be able to cross!"

Uruk, the city gate

"Dong" heavy ram, striking the strong city gates.

"One~two!"

"Boom!" The rustic siege engines and ornate gates reflect the polarized world of the Akkadian untouchables and the Sumerian aristocracy.

"Come again!"

"One~two!"

"Boom!"

The ornate gates were finally knocked out of a crack.

"Oh!" The Akkadian soldiers saw the light of the city.

"One~two!"

"Bang!"

The crack widened again.

"One~two! - Hey! "This time, everyone used all their strength!

The ornate gates, though strong, were finally unable to withstand the continuous heavy impact.

"Boom!" The latch breaks, and the gateway to Uruk City opens!

"Knights! Charge with me! Let's fight for our homeland! Fight for freedom! Excited, Arttorius, armed with a thick sword, couldn't help but shout the slogan of the battle against the Saxons in Britannia.

"Kill !!!" His Royal Highness led the personal guards to take the lead, and the Akkadian army was demoralized and unstoppable. The sporadic resistance of Sumer was not at all climatic.

Uruk City, Central Square

"Ugh!" Artoria, who had led his troops to kill here, found that the opposite side was in full battle.

"Stop!"

"Woooooooo The horn sounded, the offensive of the Akkadian army came to an abrupt end, and all sides alternated their formations to cover and reorganize their formations, showing the demeanor of the elite division. (Historical fact: The Akkadian Army is a standing army)

"Boom-boom-" The neat steps followed, the chariot stopped, and Sargon (Ryuichi Kamiya) stepped down.

"What's wrong?" Sargon walked over to Artorius.

"The enemy is on standby, and I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to rush over in such a chaotic manner." Artorius was always keeping an eye on the opponent's army's every move, apparently old in military affairs.

"I see, herald, order the follow-up troops to advance in an orderly manner."

"Yes!" The herald galloped away.

"The opponent has few soldiers, and if he attacks him, he will still die." Looking at the other party's super small teams, Sargon just smiled.

"It's finally here, Knight King, and ...... You're a muddy master~~~~~"

"Hahahahaha~~~~~~" The Uruk burst into laughter.

"Heh~~~~ I was beaten to the door by a sludge like me, it seems that the hero king is not a big deal~~~~~"

"Hahahahaha~~~~~~~~" The Akkadians burst into laughter again.

"Hmph~~~~~ don't talk too much, the Knight King~~~ Remember the last Holy Grail War, who has the right amount to match the "Holy Grail King"? The Hero King seemed to remember something of interest.

"Of course! What the hell are you for, Archer! The Knight King replied guardedly.

"What's going on?" Sargon asked quietly.

"During the last Holy Grail War, I fought as a Servant of Einzberen, with the same rank as Saber, but having made an oath, please do not doubt my loyalty, Master." Saber looked at Sargon solemnly.

"Of course, before the army, every word is like a mountain, I believe you, go on." Sargon also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to send more troops from the city gates.

"Do you still cling to your ridiculous ideals~~~~~~ "Lugar Gilgamesh looked at Artorius Antemius playfully.

"Of course, my ideals...... It will never be shaken. Unexpectedly, Artorius greeted Gilgamesh's question with a smile.

“………… Why ......" Gilgamesh realized again that she ...... has changed.

"Because...... This is the pride of the royal family! "A smile, a confident smile appeared on the face of Artorius Antemicius, there was no need to convince anyone, only to achieve it with her own efforts, she had already understood the true meaning of the ideal.

"Really...... I've grown up~~~~Saber." At this moment, the hero king suddenly sighed.

However, what answered him was the follow-up troops, the sound of neat footsteps.

"Array—ha!" With the shouts of the heralds, the formation of a super-long phalanx standing army in the center and detachments of infantry on both sides has been completed.

"The whole army - forward!"

"Hah!" Thousands of soldiers responded with a bang, and their neat steps shook every inch of Uruk City.

"It's finally time to make a break." Gilgamesh, who was guarded in the center by the Uruk Royal Guard, couldn't help but become serious at this moment.

"Warriors, charge with me!" Gilgamesh waved his sword and led his army to the right flank of the Akkadian army.

"Oh~~~~~ It's a bit interesting~~~~" Originally, Sargon wanted to combine Alexander's Macedonian spear phalanx tactics and the experience of Hannibal's victory in the battle, and use a detachment to surround the Sumerian army in the center, and then use a dense spear phalanx to pierce it, but it seems that the hero king was not fooled, and rushed towards the edge of the large array.

"Right wing, shield wall!"

"Hah!" As the heralds ran, the right side of the Akkadian army stopped advancing, and the soldiers pressed close to each other, forming a wall of shields to defend against the incoming enemy, while the left flank and the center surrounded the right flank.

"Kill!" Many Sumerian noble warriors rushed towards the group of soldiers, armed with thick swords and wooden shields.

"Kara~~~~" The humble wooden shield was cut in two by a fine Sumerian short sword.

"When Chang~~~" The rough thick sword was once again cut in two by the fine Sumerian short sword.

However, they still insisted, and they vowed to use their resilience to drag down the samurai lords who used to be high. On the staggered front, nobles and commoners are also fighting, dying, and the blood they shed is gathered together, and it is also the same bright red.

"Whoosh~~~" Suddenly, countless spears stabbed from the side.

"Puff~~~Ah~~~~" The Sumerian noble warriors who were blocked out of the shield wall spilled blood on the spot.

"Hah!" At this moment, Sargon and Artorius also approached the king of Sumer, Gilgamesh.

"Dang!" The two swords clashed, and Sargon finally learned the courage of the hero king.

"Two children who haven't stepped out of their fantasies are trying in vain to defeat this king~~~~ It's really ridiculous!"

"Dang Chang~~~" The hero Wang shook his strength and swung away Sargon's sword.

"Ding~~dang~~~" Saber, who took the opportunity to plug in, continued to attack the hero king.

"Bastard!" The hero king who was caught in the flank no longer cared about his demeanor, after all, this was a battlefield, not his palace.

"Ahh Saber swung his sword like a crack.

"Boom~~~~" Akkadian's thick sword cut a spark on the Sumerian gold armor, but failed to break the armor!

"What!" Saber was stunned by the unexpected result.

"Hmph~~~~ I actually dare to touch the king's armor with that kind of garbage...... This disrespect is an unforgivable sin! The Hero King danced the sword in his hand and slashed at the opponent in front of him.

"Huh~" Although the opponent's martial arts are not as good as his own, he can't break through the opponent's defense, and the cotton armor on his body will undoubtedly be broken in the face of the opponent's sophisticated sword.

"Dangchang!" Sargon, on the other side, made up for it in time to hold the sword.

“Master！” Seeing that his master's sword had also been cut into a groove, Saber shouted anxiously.

"Die...... Hybrid ~~~~" Seeing that Sargon's sword could no longer withstand a single blow, the hero king put on a straight face, ready to take Sargon's life.

"As soon as the leader of the mongrels dies, this war will be a victory for Uruk!"

"Whoosh!" Swing your sword!

"Bang Bang~~~" Suddenly, two figures slammed into Gilgamesh.

"What!" The frightened Hero King hurriedly turned his head to look, only to find that the situation was already clear.

The Akkadian infantry brigade held back the Sumerian noble youth, while the Akkadian pikemen pierced the Sumerian battle line with their own extra-long spears, although the Sumerian nobles were highly skilled, although many of the spears in the Akkadian phalanx did not have metal spear heads at all; But the armed civilians fulfilled their oath, and despite their rudimentary weapons and rough armor, they relied on their faith to defeat the Sumers, who had once been high above.

"Kill!" Several phalanxes surrounded them, countless spears stabbed out, and the Hero King's personal guards were all killed, and although they were defeated, they were also worthy of the oath they had made to the king.

"Ding~~~" The hero king swung the spear that stabbed him.

"Kill!" Suddenly, two loud shouts, one man and one woman, rang out from two different directions.

"Hmph~~~~" As if expecting something, there was no fear on the face of the Hero King, but a smile appeared.

"Puff ......" two spears one after the other, piercing through the body of the hero king.

"What the hell are you ...... What did you do......" Looking at the young man in front of him, the hero king asked strongly.

"Nothing...... It's to take you out of your dreams...... It's just a matter of bringing it back to reality! ”

"Poof!" Sargon poked the spear into it with all his might.

"Hmm...... Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Hero King.

"You ......" the Hero King's mouth squirmed twice, and finally lowered his noble head.

"Oh oh oh oh !!!!!!!!" All around, cheers of victory rang out.

In the cheering crowd, Kamiya and Altorius stood opposite each other.

"It's ...... Is your victory......" The girl looked at the boy thoughtfully.

The boy shook his head.

"My victory?" The girl was even more puzzled.

The boy shook his head.

"...... that?"

"The victory of the common people."

The boy patted the girl on the shoulder and walked forward.