The so-called shadow followers, as the name suggests, are the 'shadow' existence of the servants, they have no wisdom, they can't release the treasure, they will only rely on the orders of the master to act, which is equivalent to a weakened Berserker, and the combat power is undoubtedly not as good as the real heroic spirit, maybe not even half of the strength of the body.

However, although the Shadow Servant has no intelligence, he has instincts, and relying on the combat experience and skills left by the Heroic Spirit of the Essence, it is barely a problem to fight against the weaker Servant.

However, to delay the footsteps of the junior version of Alexander, there is also a need for an additional insurance.

"Order with the Spell, Shadow Servant, kill Alexander with all your might!"

"Hmm......"

The second spell on the back of his hand disappeared, and the shadow servant made a muffled sound from his throat as if it were a response, and the black mist on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the spirit disappeared in the eyes of the surrounding soldiers, and when it reappeared, it was already outside the shield array.

"Oh?" Alexander raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Shadow Follower who suddenly appeared to block his way, "That's ....... Servant? Or something else? Oops, the Holy Grail doesn't seem to have the knowledge I have ever given. ”

The Shadow Servant didn't say a word, and with a wave of his right hand, a spear that was also wrapped around the black shadow appeared in his hand. With a single step, he swooped down towards Alexander.

Seeing the enemy single-handedly charging back against a cavalry regiment of hundreds of men, Alexander smiled admiringly: "It seems that he is a warrior." Well, I'll have to pay my respects to him! Busfarus! ”

Alexander's lover Mabusfarus cried, as if sensing his master's mood, and sped up sharply.

The two sides collided like chariots, but just a second before they made contact, the Shadow Servant suddenly moved to the left, and swung his spear at the legs of Alexander's horse.

But should it be said that it is worthy of Alexander's beloved horse, after Alexander became a heroic spirit, his war horse also has the quality of a heroic spirit, although it is the lowest, but it is also not to be underestimated, in the face of the shadow servant's temporary change of tricks actually reacted, jumped on the horse, and crossed the shadow servant's spear with an almost millimeter gap.

Alexander did not turn around, but took advantage of the situation to rush straight into the shield of the Roman soldiers, and a beautiful jump of the war horse went straight over the heavy infantry with the shield erected, and fell heavily into the battle group, taking the life of an unlucky man the moment he landed. Then Alexander bent down and swung his short sword, slashing precisely through the necks of the two soldiers, clearing a small clearing in an instant.

The cavalry not far behind him also collided with the shield-bearing heavy infantry, their spears piercing their shields, their strong horses breaking through their formations, their heavy hooves stomping their heads, and their indomitable momentum was formidable.

While the infantry and cavalry were in the middle of the battle, the Shadow Follower also turned back, smashing away all the beings that stood in his way with incredible speed, and roared and pounced on Alexander on his horse.

"It's really tough." Alexander looked at the black shadow rushing towards him, smiled, and pulled the reins, and the war horse under his crotch suddenly stood up, and then his hooves fell heavily, making a muffled sound that made the earth shake, and all the soldiers in front of him flew out.

Clearing the obstacle, Alexander pulled the reins to tilt the horse's body to the left, and with a swing of his short sword, it collided with the Shadow Servant's spear.

But what happened next was unexpected, and after the shadow servant picked his short sword away, several black spears suddenly stabbed out of his chest and pounced on Alexander's face.

"Wow!" Alexander let out a gaffe and leaned back, narrowly avoiding the sudden attack.

But his horse was not so lucky, and was pierced through the abdomen by several spears, and let out a cry of pain.

"Busfarus!"

At this moment, a sword light as black as ink suddenly came from behind, and the hind hooves of Alexander's war horse under his crotch were cut off by Qi Gen, the war horse had no support, and his body was tilted, and Alexander had to jump off the horse.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the man who had attacked him, dressed in the exact same equipment as the Roman soldiers, but with a black sword in his hand, and his eyes were not at all as numb and fierce as the soldiers of this era, but shone brightly.

On the back of his sword-wielding right hand, a red pattern caught Alexander's eye.

"I see, you're .......," he laughed inexplicably, "it's really, it's very different from what I imagined." I originally thought that we would meet later, but who would have thought that the dignified master would actually fight like the Heroic Spirit....... Not bad, really good! ”

As soon as Alexander finished admiring, a black spear stabbed at him mercilessly, and he gently dodged it sideways, bent his knees, and cocked the spear with great force. Before the visitor could react, Alexander lunged into the Shadow Servant's arms, aimed his dagger at his chest, and then rolled on the ground like an unpredictable prophet, and the spear that burst from the Shadow Servant's chest swept over his head, taking away a few strands of red hair.

Battered to the chest, the Shadow Follower took two steps back, but not yet collapsed.

The final blow was delivered by an ordinary cavalryman, who rushed over on horseback and shaved off the head of the Shadow Follower with a single sword.

The headless corpse of the Shadow Follower leaned forward and fell to the ground, turning to ashes and vanishing, Alexander's dagger falling to the ground with it.

He calmly walked over and picked up the short sword, and when he looked up again, he heard the horn of the withdrawal of troops.

Of course, it was not a signal from their side, the cavalry regiment led by himself had firmly grasped the situation, and the Roman heavy infantry was not worth mentioning under their iron hooves, and there was no reason to retreat at this time, not to mention that he had not issued an order to retreat. The sound of the trumpet should have been from the enemy's side.

Sure enough, as soon as the horn sounded, the Roman soldiers, who had already collapsed, could not wait to retreat and flee.

Alexander's cavalry tried to go in pursuit, but he stopped them.

"The teacher once told me that poor Kou Mo chases, and that's what he said." Alexander rode a black horse brought for him by his subordinates, glanced regretfully at Busfarus, who had fallen to the ground and disappeared into magic, then looked into the distance and smiled calmly.

"Our armies have appeared all over Rome, and they will be left to the other emperors."

"Yes, General."

Seeing Liu Yuan's figure merge into the fleeing team and gradually be swallowed up by the crowd, Alexander narrowed his eyes and muttered softly: "Master of the Chaldeans, don't die so simply before you find your servant, otherwise this war will become a simple ravage." That's not bad, but I like something more challenging....... Heck, if the teacher hears this, he will definitely be scolded. ”

As he spoke, Alexander himself laughed again.