Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 808 Total War, Blood and Faith

"Army attack!"

At the center position, Artoria raised the new holy sword decorated with gold stripes, and loudly gave the command for the general attack.

After a short and fierce bloody battle, the coalition forces have gained the upper hand.

The goddess called the demon pillar lurking in the valley, and sent several Knights of the Round Table and the rest of the army to stop the decline.

Naturally, Artoria would not sit idly by. The so-called taking advantage of your illness to kill you, she mobilized all her troops in one go.

Tawara Fujita, as the deputy commander, stepped on the horse, showed the heroic courage of the generals in the Heian period of Japan, and shouted loudly with his chest. This is the loudest voice that humans have ever made:
"Rise up, rise up! proud warriors!
The monster wakes up, the enemy army has arrived!
Spears should be brandished, giant shields should meet the enemy.

Before the sun rises, we will fight with blood!

rush!rush!Rush to the holy capital! ! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he snatched a huge horn from the flag officer and blew it vigorously. Even the horn couldn't withstand the majestic momentum and exploded into pieces!
Around the Great Temple, horns from all regions of the entire army responded at the same time, interweaving into a magnificent symphony.

The flags were flying, the blood of the soldiers was boiling, and the shouts were deafening.

Returning to the days of war, the chest of the military commander Utota was filled with passion and courage. He rode away with his whip and his morale soared to the peak!

"Charge! Charge!"

"Kill...kill to the holy capital!"

Sanzang, Matthew, Arash, Baimao Hassan... Almost all the heroic spirits shouted and charged together, followed by groups of Egyptian cavalry holding bronze spears.

However, the number of horses is limited after all, and the coach, the Knight King, led more infantry to form an attacking phalanx and follow the cavalry.

The armor light flashes, the evil spirit shakes the whole field, and the charge of thousands of troops is as unstoppable as a tsunami sweeping the earth!
There are many people on the battlefield and it is easy to be confused, but under the command of Tawara Fujita and Artoria, tens of thousands of troops charged together without procrastination, one can imagine the level of the two.

Faced with such a mighty and unparalleled military force of the coalition forces, the Knights of the Round Table, who had experienced many battles and also charged with solemn knights and [-] guerrilla troops, all changed slightly.

In particular, Tawara Fujita's morale-boosting shouts and the brave performance of leading the charge made them feel a little regret.

With surprise in Gao Wen's eyes, he stared at Tawara Tengta who was riding Juechen:
"In peacetime, it's like two different people, Fujiwara Hidesato, I really didn't expect to be such a rare warrior on the battlefield."

Sanzang and Tawara Fujita had been guests in the holy capital for several months.

Usually, this pair of master and apprentice is like a pair of live treasures, laughing and joking all day long, who would have thought of the critical moment...

Xiao Mo had a ferocious smile on his face, staring at the bow soldiers of the Yongguan Army and said coldly, "We should have killed him earlier, instead of imprisoning him at will.

What do you say, Xiaolan? "

Some time ago, Tawara Fujita accidentally broke into the Round Table outpost after leaving the holy capital, and was imprisoned there after being defeated by the Yangtze River Knights.

"Well, we underestimated him before." Lancelot frowned.

At that time, he could have executed him directly, but it is a pity that everyone didn't pay much attention to him at that time, and they didn't want to offend Sanzang... As a result, the coalition forces picked up a brave general for nothing.

Despite the fact that there are so many heroic spirits in the coalition, there are only three who can really fight.

The king of knights, the alternative pharaoh Ramses II who likes to conquer in person, and the military commander Wa Fujita who can charge into battle.Although Beckham will also, but his health is too poor.

The Knight King is the coach, and the Sun King is going to fight the Goddess.

If there were no Tawara Fujita, there would not even be a person in the coalition army who could lead the army to take the lead in the charge. It would be absolutely impossible for their soldiers to be as orderly as they are now, without a trace of chaos and momentum.

It can be said that Tawara Fujita is even more valuable in the coalition than Top-level followers like Sigurd and Skaha.

If he had been killed in the first place...

Gawain shook his head, suppressing the regret in his heart, regretting that such emotions were useless on the battlefield.

"Knights, the world has come to an end! Everything will be burned, and only my king can bestow final salvation!"

"Holy City is the last hope, the last shelter of human beings! The ideal land that will never be stained will never be defiled!"

"Rush! Follow me!! Smash all enemies who dare to invade!"

Gawain raised the Holy Sun Sword and shouted loudly.

The flag fluttered in the wind, and the white horse under him immediately ran wildly!

As he advanced, the rays of the scorching sun dispelled the dim afterglow of dusk, as if a great sun was rising.

Bathed in brilliant brilliance, he is so holy, he can be called the embodiment of the highest ideal of chivalry, and the Camelot knights looked at him with enthusiasm, watching their most pure Sun Knight, frantically following him like moths to a flame With his figure, gallop on horses!
Tens of thousands of troops charged, setting off billowing sand and dust, and the thunderous sound of horseshoes and the majestic and desolate sound of horns resounded through the sky.

They let out passionate roars and roars, and raised their swords to meet the tens of thousands of allied forces who were also coming like a rainbow.

The Holy Capital VS Allied Forces, the all-out war begins at this moment.

Smoke and dust flew up, roars resounded through the sky, horseshoes sounded like thunder, and armor flashed... The distance of several kilometers was almost fleeting, and the two armies collided with the momentum of thunder!
"Ahhhhh! Kill kill......!"

"Kill kill kill...!!"

The spear pierced the chest, the blade cut off the head, the horse collided with the neck and twisted, the fallen soldier was trampled into a pulp... Tens of thousands of troops clashed, and countless flesh and blood stumps flew across the scene. The scene was indescribably tragic.

Shouts, wailing sounds, blade collisions, the sounds of muscles tearing and bones smashing, etc. are all connected together!
The iron-blooded evil spirit was almost as real as it was, dyeing the sky red.

On such a battlefield, life is trampled on like grass.

Only the strong can shine and shine.

boom!
The holy sword Galatine in Gawain's hand was burning with a layer of blazing flames, shining like a star. He swept it lightly, and the flames swept all directions, instantly burning dozens of Egyptian soldiers around to ashes!
His strength is too strong, one person with one sword, like a branding iron piercing tofu, tearing apart a corner of the coalition formation.

As a result, the cavalry behind him drove straight in, tearing apart the line of defense.

If no one stops it, the loopholes will become bigger and bigger, until the coalition's front completely collapses like a flood bursting an embankment.

"Gawain!"

Arturia personally blocked his way, and her holy blue eyes locked on him, her gaze was a bit complicated.

"My king." Gao Wen clenched the Sun Sacred Sword tightly, his brown hair fluttering in the wind, his expression solemn, "We meet again, this time, I will not show mercy.

For the sake of the Lion King, I will carry out the highest ideal of chivalry to the end of the world! "

"This belief, this loyalty, I have already felt."

The blue skirt swayed, King Dumao nodded, and raised the holy sword of the stars in his hand, "But I don't approve of her. Civilization is moving forward. Human beings are no longer children. They don't need to be warm and comfortable in the gods forever." Only in the cradle can we survive.

I also don't want to convince you, right or wrong.

So let's do it, since we can't reach an agreement, then use the sword to decide the future path of this world! "

Looking at the girl whose eyes were still as clear as a spring, Gao Wen was in a trance.

She has indeed changed.

It has become more calm and calm, but what remains unchanged is the pure and flawless heart, sincerity and kindness.

"King, offended."

Gao Wen took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes became sharper.

boom!
Huge fluctuations of magic power swept all directions in an instant, and he flew towards the King of Knights. The holy sword Galatine in his hand trembled, releasing a radiant light like a corona!

The ground along the way melted under the high temperature, which shows how powerful the Sun Knight is.

Artoria also grasped the Holy Sword of Neo tightly, and the beautiful light like a golden glow gathered, bathed in countless light rains, like a holy goddess.

Gawain shouted: "This sword is the incarnation of the sun..."Excalibur Gallatin"!"

"When evil manifests itself, gather the breath of the stars──the holy sword of light, two stages of liberation!" The King of Knights also shouted.

On one side is a corona-like halo of fire.

On one side is a torrent of golden particles.

Holding their swords, the two flew across the ground at a terrifying speed that had already broken through the sound barrier, and the two holy swords of stars slashed at each other!

Boom! !
Two extremely bright lightsabers crossed and collided together!
The torrent of flames and light beams entangled and rose up, and the energy continued to rise in the shape of a spiral tornado. Under the dumbfounded eyes of many soldiers on both sides, they rumbled straight into the sky!

With the place where they stood as the center, a surge of energy swept across the four directions!

The mud and sand were blown away, the ground was cracking, and deep cracks spread to the surroundings. In the wild sand, sword lights could still be seen flashing. Gawain and Artoria fought fiercely amidst the flames and rain of light... …

This kind of fierce battle is far from one place.

boom!
The demonic sword in his hand was lingering with dark red blood, Xiao Mo grinned grinningly, and waved it a few times, a few bursts of red lightning from the sword blasted a group of Egyptian soldiers into coke!

Wearing armor decorated with horns, she looks like a demon.

"Weak, really weak."

She stepped over their corpses, her smile was bloodthirsty, "What, you are so weak, you can just stay at home and drink milk, why did you come here to die, don't you think so?"

Swept by her ferocious beast-like eyes, several surviving Egyptian soldiers nearby suddenly turned pale and dripped with cold sweat.

"I hate cowards." Xiao Mo sneered and swung the dark red magic sword.

boom!
A few bursts of red thunder and sword light tore through the ground along the way, and slashed at those soldiers!
Just as they were waiting to die in despair, a burst of warm and soft Buddha light lit up from in front of them, and the blood-red red thunder sword light bombarded the golden Buddha light, but was bounced away one by one.

"You are so courageous, you dare to appear in front of me!"

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at Xuanzang Sanzang who was not far away with Buddha's light on his body, and said with a sneer, "Father said you are a distinguished guest, so don't neglect him, and said that maybe you can take Gareth's place... But in fact Prove her wrong!
It's just in time, I've wanted to stab you for a long time, the guy who eats inside and out! "

Sanzang had been eating and drinking in the Holy Capital for several months, so of course she knew her.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

Miss Sanzang held the staff in her hand, chanted the name of the Dharma, and walked over with a peaceful expression, "Master Mordred, you are too murderous."

"Mercy? Killing too much?"

Xiao Mo burst into laughter immediately, and she pointed her sword at the plateau that was gradually stained red with blood.

Corpses were lying on the cold and devastated ground, swords and swords were everywhere, blood was splattered, and the wailing sounded non-stop.

She sneered unceremoniously: "Monk, tell me, what kind of mercy can there be in this kind of place? Don't laugh out loud."

"Ahhh... At least it can stop you from slaughtering ordinary soldiers."

The strong smell of blood and the screams on the battlefield made Miss Sanzang frowned, and she lost her composure and yelled.

As a monk, she is really not used to this kind of scene.

"Oh, how are you going to stop me?"

Xiao Mo seemed to be mercilessly laughing at her hypocrisy, "Are you trying to kill me? Hahahaha...is it ridiculous?"

"That's not it." Miss Sanzang corrected, "It's to save you."

"You hypocritical bald donkey, is it not murder if you save yourself?" Xiao Mo snorted disdainfully.

"Of course not, you stupid idiot!"

Miss Sanzang put on a pretty face, and said coquettishly, "Transcendence is throwing your soul into hell, going up the mountain of knives, going down into the sea of ​​fire, wearing lute bones, and boiling oil...

When you cry to your father and mother to ask for the protection of the Buddha, the salvation will be completed, Mordred benefactor, it is very simple, right? "

Xiao Mo: "..."

You call this an overreach?

Looking at the young monk with a "compassionate" face, the brat who has always been fearless shivered.

"Just kidding."

Seeing the rebellious knight with an unnatural expression, Miss Sanzang smiled and said, "My Buddha is merciful, how could this be possible."

"..."

Having said that, Xiao Mo always felt a little cold in his body.

(Nero: Your Buddha is very merciful. When I was beaten by the Heavenly Wheel Holy King, I also lay in the side prison for more than 1000 years.)
"Hmph, then let me try your skills."

Xiao Mo gritted his teeth as if his hair had exploded, and released thunder from the evil sword in his hand that was lingering with ominous blood.

Counseling is impossible, not possible in this life.

The iron-headed baby, she slashed with the magic sword in her hand, the blood rainbow shone, and the red thunder fell towards the demon monk like a waterfall!

Seeing this, Sanzang raised his palm filled with bright golden light to meet him.

boom!
The crimson thunderbolt and the golden Buddha's light shone in all directions, and the mud and sand thrown up by the vibrations drowned the two women who were fighting fiercely...

.........

Not everyone is brave enough to die.

The battle was so fierce that it didn't take long for some deserters to appear.

Tristan blocked the way of several deserters, his handsome face and eyelids were closed, and a few fingers gently plucked the demon string.

puff!
The air kept screaming, and an invisible sound blade beheaded a soldier from the holy capital, blood bursting out!
"My lord, please forgive me..."

The comrade-in-arms next to him had a look of horror on his face.

Before he could finish speaking, his body trembled suddenly, bloody cracks appeared from his forehead to his crotch, and the next second the blood splattered violently, spilling his internal organs all over the floor.

"It's so sad."

Stepping on the blood-stained ground, Tristan sighed, "Human courage fades so quickly that it cannot stand the test at all, just like a woman's tears.

With such a little will, how can a miracle be born?
It is better to just sleep peacefully in the eternal utopia and wait for the next world where there is no sorrow, no wind and rain, and the world is always like spring and flowers are blooming all the year round, which is the choice of fragile life. "

He is killing deserters.

Whether it is the deserters from the Holy Capital or the deserters from the coalition forces, they will all be killed.

"Knight, humans are not as fragile as you think."

In the cold wind, a black shadow condensed into a human form.

"Oh, you group of mice in the gutter, dare to show up aboveboard?" Tristan opened his eyes and sneered.

Wrapped in a shabby black robe, Hassan the Cursed Arm blocked the Son of Sorrow's way. The skull mask on his face trembled:
"Even on the dead body, there will be daisies blooming, life is fragile, and courage is easily blown away like the wind, but the belief soaked in blood will be passed down from generation to generation.

Assassin Order, come to experience Your Excellency's skills! "

The black shadow flickered, and the murderous aura froze the air. Serene Hassan and the many clones of Hassan with all appearances appeared together.

All of them held daggers that shone with cold light, and they surrounded Tristan together...

Everywhere on the battlefield, raging flames of war were ignited.

(End of this chapter)