Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 517 Ten Thousand Soldiers
Two fists are hard to beat four hands, crowd tactics have never been out of date.

When a person is surrounded by ten people, he still feels alone and alone.

What would it be like if he was surrounded by a hundred people, a thousand people, or even tens of thousands of people?
Of course, the scene that is enough to make ordinary people collapse is not necessarily a hopeless situation for heroic spirits full of legends and miracles.

Slaughtering dragons, sweeping thousands of armies, defeating demon kings, rivaling gods...the existence of heroic spirits is a kind of "romantic" in itself.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Rows of cavalry rode their horses and galloped. The cavalry raised their swords and guns, and shouted like a tsunami, which was mixed with the sound of horseshoes as passionate as drums.

The emperor did not directly use the entire army, but sent four thousand-man troops to charge from the front.

Even so, it was a very shocking sight for four thousand cavalry to charge together. The horseshoes kicked up waves of yellow sand, and the blades were dotted with cold light.

Just the dense crowd of war horses and cavalrymen's roaring aura just like the tide, gave people a feeling of suffocation.

Ren's eyes were very cold, facing the mighty army like a raging sea alone, but he didn't see a trace of fear.

He is like a lonely mountain, standing in the tide, just a person, exuding a sense of oppression that is not inferior to the thousands of troops on the opposite side.

"Hephaistion, who's that guy over there?"

Among the cavalry who launched the attack, a gray-haired general who appeared to be old and vigorous asked a question to his partner next to him.

The veteran named Parminio was once the most powerful general of Philip II (the emperor's father) and also a hero of the emperor, so he can be regarded as a veteran of the second dynasty.

With a thin face and long black hair, Hephaistion stared at the young man with snow-white hair and a red coat, and shook his head.

"I don't know, Wang said he called himself the Nobody."

"Don't be kidding, look at the scene opposite, corpses piled up, swords and soldiers everywhere... This kind of bloody butcher on the battlefield, you tell me he is an unknown soldier?"

Parmenio held the rein, his white eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help but glared at Hephaistion next to him.

"But the king really doesn't know who he is, and this person doesn't seem to be one of those famous heroes in history." Hephaistion said with a puzzled look.

Hephaistion is the emperor's best friend and lover, and his relationship with the emperor is like that between Enkidu and Jin Yingying.

He himself is proficient in command and diplomacy. Of course, he is most famous for his friendship with the emperor.

When the emperor's army passed the former site of the ancient city of Troy, the emperor went to worship at the tomb of the idol Achilles, while Hephaestion went to worship at the tomb of Achilles' friend Patroclus.

Achilles and Patroclus were famous homosexuals in ancient Greece. The actions of the Great Emperor and Hephaistion were tantamount to revealing their friendship to the world.

In this wave of a total of 4000 cavalry, Parmenio was responsible for leading the charge, and Hephaistion was in charge of commanding.

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

Both of them have long black hair, thin faces, tall legs and long legs. Their temperament and appearance are quite similar. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the emperor likes Weber so much.

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

The red wilderness is close at hand, corpses are piled up on the rock and weeds, and countless knives, guns, swords and halberds are stuck on the ground.

The flames were burning in the air, and the stars were dazzling. Before they got close, an extremely strong smell of blood rushed to their faces, and all the cavalry looked solemn.

Everyone is a seasoned warrior, and they are very sensitive to the perception of danger and the breath of death.

In the middle of the wilderness, Ren glanced at the cavalry, showing a cruel smile, and gently raised his hand.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the wind, swords, halberds, spears, scimitars... Countless cold soldiers' sharp blades suddenly rose from the ground, piercing the void like thunderstorms.

The dense array of weapons lined up in the air one by one, covering the entire sky like a flock of black crows!

A large shadow shrouded down, and the tip of the gun, the tip of the sword, the blade, etc. shone coldly in the air, stirring up the airflow, and aiming at the swarming army one after another.

The expressions of all the cavalry riding their horses were shocked.

"This... what a joke, these are not ordinary weapons, these are all treasures! They are all treasures!"

Parminio couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking incredulously at the weapons that were filled with cold light and magical energy in the night sky.

When observing from a distance, he thought those were ordinary weapons, at most similar to mass-produced magic dresses.

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

But if they are all Noble Phantasms, that is a completely different situation!
The power of the treasure just falling down is comparable to the bombing of shells, which is not comparable to ordinary arrows.

Hephaestion also changed his face, and looked at Ren, who was standing in the middle of the red wilderness like a god of death a few hundred meters away, he couldn't help sighing:
"It's really terrifying, an unprecedented enemy."

"Yeah, what the hell, what is the origin of that guy? The demon-breaking red rose, the spiral sword, the indestructible lake light... so many famous treasures.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least their aura is very intimidating, and they don't look like inferior imitations. I even saw the treasures of some of us in the sky! "

When Parminio's white beard moved, he felt like a dog.

They were summoned with the ability of the king, and none of the members of the legion had Noble Phantasms.

Also, they were not assigned to specific classes according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, so all members had no class or class-related skills.

"Pamino, it seems that our entire army is going to be wiped out." Hephaistion glanced at the group of treasures in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "The number is at least [-], and they are projected together. We didn't even avoid them." Space."

Moreover, the opponent projected so many treasures at one time, but there are still various weapons inserted in the wilderness, but the density is a little lower than that just now, which shows 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..."

Parminio's face was very shocked. Could this heroic spirit copy the treasure from the history of mankind?Otherwise how could there be so many.

The voice did not fall.

The overwhelming treasures are like heavy rain, pouring down from the sky, forming a black mass.

A handful of treasures tore through the atmosphere, ruthlessly projected down, with a suffocating sense of oppression, all in sight are sharp blades and cold light, there is no room for dodge!
Boom boom boom──! !
The rumble sounded like a violent storm, like a dozen artillery battalions being bombarded, or thousands of strong bows and crossbows firing continuously!

Dust and sand billowed, and people turned on their backs.

The horses neighed, blood splashed, and teams of knights fell down in pieces like dominoes.

The sword pierced through the armor, and blood spatters bloomed!

The corpses of the horses and knights fell one after another. In the flames of the explosion, blood and dust mixed together, forming a tragic picture of death!

"Damn, it's a little bit worse!"

Parmenio uttered a roar of unwillingness, and was finally stabbed by a spear and fell from the horse.

He glared at Renn who was 100 meters away, pulled out the spear pierced into his shoulder, and threw it aside.

Bearing the pain, he continued to charge with a spear in his hand. The distance was not far away. With the speed of a follower, 100 meters was reached in an instant.

But it is this distance, which is as unreachable as a moat at this moment.

Parminio glanced at Zhou Zhou from the corner of his eye and found that almost everyone had fallen off their horses. Among the 200 cavalry, less than [-] were alive at this time.

Ren didn't give them any chance to breathe, and his cold eyes swept over the group of defeated soldiers.

With a thought, thousands of cold treasures rose from the ground and shot at them again like a rain of arrows!
puff~

A cold light flashed across, and a sharp knife entered his body.

Pamino, who was rushing forward at a high speed, fell to his knees on the wilderness. A total of three swords pierced his chest, and the bewitching blood kept spilling from the wound.

There's just too much to dodge.

As for Hephaestion, he was not a general who charged into the battle, and his skills were not very good, so he died long ago.

As he was dying, Parminio looked around and found that everyone had fallen and no one survived.

He finally looked up at the heroic spirit of unknown origin in a black and red coat not far away, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth:
"Who is Your Excellency?"

Ren glanced at the veteran. He didn't recognize which heroic spirit it was, but this person was the closest to him.

The opponent dodged dozens of treasures and rushed to a place less than 50 meters away from him before falling down. He was probably number one.

"No Ming." Ren said simply.

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

It's a pity that he doesn't have a treasure, nor does he have a class or skill. No matter how good his skills are, he can't withstand the coverage of thousands of treasures.

Most servants in this world rely heavily on Noble Phantasms.

Without treasures, it is basically useless. Even the King of Heroes is a waste without all the treasures.

Imagine that Jin Xingshan does not have the King's Treasure, the Sky Lock, and the Deviant Sword... only an ordinary sword in his hand, who can he beat?

There are exceptions, such as Sasaki Kojiro, who does not have a treasure in his hands, but still possesses considerable strength.

The knife in the hands of the gatekeeper is not a treasure, but an ordinary knife, and he can use "Swallow Return" during his lifetime, which is not the ability obtained after becoming a heroic spirit.

"The nameless man?" Parminio coughed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes swept over the corpses and swords in the wilderness, "I think you can call yourself the Lord of Armies."

After speaking, the blood-stained general fell to the ground.

Before dying, Paminio suddenly had a thought in his mind—if these thousands of treasures were equipped with them, a group of iron cavalry who are brave and crowned the world, what kind of spectacular sight would it be?
(End of this chapter)