24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Xia Jin thought for a moment and realized that now was not the time to be petty.

He decisively ordered the Great Yan troops to abandon their heavy supplies and heavy firepower and charge at full speed towards the surrounded friendly forces. They must lend a helping hand to Mordred's troops in the shortest possible time.

The disputes between countries can be put aside in the current racial war between the undead and humans.

There are no permanent enemies, only permanent benefits.

But now, choosing to retain the vitality of the human side and forming an alliance to fight against the undead army is the best answer to preserve the interests of Great Yan.

The battle at the front was in full swing, with the undead and the heroic spirits fighting together.

But the real culprit that drove Darius III completely crazy and constantly sent undead cavalry to attack the surroundings was still a long way from this core battlefield.

"That guy is impatient..."

Driving the jeep, Iskandar looked far to the east. He had left the territories of Greece and ancient Macedonia, and headed for the Persian plains with thousands of followers behind him.

"Hey... is this really good? Cooperate with that traitorous witch..."

Webbert was sitting in the passenger seat of the Conqueror. He looked behind him with some fear.

Among the invisible troop transport team, there was an ancient chariot with a very special shape and covered by a black curtain.

Riding in it was the famous witch Medea.

Not long ago, Medea took the initiative to find Iskandar and expressed her willingness to cooperate with the Conqueror against Darius III, and her goal... was the Holy Grail.

To be precise, she wanted to use the Holy Grail to summon a heroic spirit.

As for who, she did not say.

But Webbert speculated that it must be a heroic spirit that would never respond to Medea's summons under normal circumstances, and that the Holy Grail must be used to force it to appear.

It's really hard to guess who it could be, don't you think so, Jason?

"Hahaha, you don't understand the current situation."

"Medea's magical talents are what my army needs, and her wishes are clear."

"Under this premise, as a conquering king, there is no reason to refuse!"

"Don't worry, with my Iskandar's courage, she will never be able to cause any trouble!"

Smiling and patting his master on the back, Iskandar showed no pressure at all to conquer Medea and become his subordinate.

Isn't she just a traitorous witch? With his strong heart, he is not afraid of someone with such a bad reputation joining him.

As long as he is a capable person, he will treat them equally as his subordinates.

Just like the last words spoken by Alexander the Great before his death.

Only the strong can achieve everything.

"This kind of thing cannot be solved by courage..."

Webbert felt that this conquering king was very unreliable. She was a witch feared by the whole world, a poisonous woman who treated her family and husband cruelly, Medea, who could be called the representative of betrayal.

As a magician, he couldn't believe this heroic spirit no matter what.

"Her desire for the Holy Grail is real, and as long as this desire remains, she must follow the King's journey."

"Because - the Holy Grail only exists in the hands of the winner."

"And I, Iskandar, am always the winning side!"

A short sword appeared in his hand, and Iskandar's huge body stood up from the driver's seat of the jeep.

"Follow me! Go and win the victory!"

The heroic roar resounded throughout the world, and the faces of the soldiers who followed the Conqueror King immediately turned red.

They drive vehicles supported by countries in the Middle East and carry the most advanced weapons they can find.

Without exception, these equipments have been engraved with a large number of magic arrays by Medea, and these troops have been strengthened into soldiers using spirit technology.

In this Middle East battlefield, they will be a truly decisive force.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

After more than 2000 years, Iskandar's army gathered again, and the conquering king stepped into the Persian plains.

This action instantly ignited Darius III's anger.

142.Save Smiling Boy Plan

The BB live broadcast room has the largest number of viewers at this time, and the most popular ones are undoubtedly the live broadcast rooms of Mordred and Spartacus.

The reason is this. Just an hour ago, when the Great Yan troops defeated the monster group led by Ifrit, Spartacus was entangled by the black undead cavalry sent by Darius III.

This ownerless berserker was different from the Great Yan troops who chose to avoid fighting and flee from pursuit. Not only did he not escape after encountering an attacking force composed of [-] undead cavalry, but he laughed at those who were driving the demon pigs. The powerful undead rushed over.

Just like what he has been doing since joining the battlefield in the Middle East, fighting alone against thousands of armies without retreating, stirring up bloody chaos with an iron rod.

Unfortunately, the enemies Spartacus faces this time are completely different from those monster groups in the past.

The fighting power of these black undead cavalry transformed from the Noble Phantasm of Darius III is extremely powerful. The demon pigs under their crotches run one by one like an unstoppable high-speed train, plowing out the desert one after another. exaggerated ravines.

Even if Spartacus was the greatest resistance hero and the most enduring and invincible berserker, he was so stunned when he encountered such a terrifying cavalry charge on the endless plain that he couldn't find his way.

"It's love! It's love! Your muscles make me feel real love!"

He laughed crazily under the trampling of the demon pig cavalry, and the pink light on his body could not help but circulate his savings. At the same time, he waved the nail-headed iron rod in his hand desperately, seizing the opportunity to hit the demon pigs that hit him and their backs. The knights on top were all smashed to pieces.

The momentum was like that of a ghost, but everyone could see that this couldn't last long.

"No... He is so mindlessly fighting against these undead cavalry, just like using his face to crush Darius III's continuous Noble Phantasm. Surrounded by a steady stream of undead cavalry troops, Spartacus Si will be sent back to the Throne of Heroes soon."

Those who noticed Spartacus's predicament were not only the viewers who were always squatting in the BB live broadcast room, but also the Integrity Knights, the Great Flame-reinforced soldiers brought by Mordred, who happened to be chasing the Great Flame Hunting Force.

After Mordred saw this scene, he immediately made the worst judgment.

She could see that with Spartacus's short legs and iron rod, there was absolutely no possibility of breaking out from the entanglement of the almost endless number of black undead cavalry.

The army of Darius III cannot be annihilated. As long as it is delayed, more undead cavalry will attack. Continuing to fight these demon pig knights is the same as killing them.

"Turn around and move forward at full speed!"

"Let's go support Spartacus!"

Thinking of this, Mordred also suppressed his desire to find Lu Bu and Yu Ji.

Although I am still very curious as to why the name Kazuko arises in my heart when I see a poppy, the most important thing right now is to save my comrades from the siege.

"But... Lord Mordred, Spartacus is not our ally, and there is no reason for us to take risks and lead troops to rescue him."

Before Snow, who was closest to Mordred, could speak, the captain of the integrity knight force said in a somewhat embarrassed tone.

He and his troops were temporarily handed over to Mordred. Because the Integrity Knights are not directly under the Land Retrieval Committee, but under the Royal Magic Association, they still have a certain degree of autonomy in this situation. Right.

The reason for this inconsistent situation can be traced back to the magic base that Merlin left behind, which contains many methods for making magic rituals.

That thing was not included in the official research institution of the Great Empire, but was hidden by the queen and used as a royal private collection.

"Listen up... On this battlefield now, those who fight against the Army of the Undead are our allies, and Spartacus is undoubtedly our staunchest ally."

"You guy, do you still have the backbone of a knight? Don't you know what the rules of chivalry are?"

"Did I take you to the battlefield to let you and your subordinates go on an outing!?"

With one punch, the metal desk in front of him was dented, and Mordred looked at the captain of the integrity knights with a very unkind look.

She had tried her best to control her emotions. If she had just gained the power of the heroic spirit and was still in the Saber class, she would have hit this idiot with this punch.

"Please listen to me, Lord Mordred."

Seeing the anger that was about to burst out of Mordred's eyes, and the solemn knight captain's head lowered with unclear expression, Snow quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

It is taboo to have conflicts when the war situation is urgent. If people's hearts are scattered, the team will be difficult to lead.

"I suggest you say some nutritious words..."

Narrowing his eyes, Mordred said in a dangerous tone.

A sinister atmosphere filled the compartment of the command vehicle, as if she was going to knock all those who opposed her into the ground at the next moment.

"...In my opinion, fully supporting Spartacus is not the best option."

"The berserker's current condition is very critical, and monster groups and undead cavalry are constantly surrounding him. The number of enemy troops in this encirclement is increasing rapidly, and Spartacus may not be able to hold on to our victory. The troops have arrived."

Pointing to a large screen hanging in the carriage, Snow indicated the movements of several black clouds under the satellite surveillance picture.

Because when the number of monsters and undead reaches a certain limit, their evil magic power will spontaneously gather into this disgusting black cloud, so the firepower and intelligence advantages that humans originally had are all eliminated.

"……go on."

Although I really want to turn the table over and curse, who knows this kind of thing?

But the remaining sanity still allowed Mordred to control the idea of ​​flipping the table and rushing to support Spartacus. For some reason, she found that stupid big guy quite pleasing to her eyes. Maybe this was a match. Just eye contact.

"I suggest that some of the Integrity Knights drive light rapid response vehicles to go with you to support Spartacus, to temporarily alleviate the crisis on the battlefield and look for opportunities to break out."

"Then the Integrity Knight Captain and I will lead a large force to block the monster group that is integrating into Spartacus's encirclement, and prevent Darius III's army from forming an unbreakable iron barrel formation."

At Snow's signal, the secretary rehearsed the situation on the battlefield.

At this time, the undead legions of Darius III were extremely active, and the number of black clouds surrounding Spartacus was also astonishing. If these enemy reinforcements were allowed to rush to the battlefield, the encirclement would really be like an iron barrel. Generally difficult to break through.

143. The incarnation of unyielding love

"Divide the troops into two groups, one to rescue Spartacus, and the other to open a breakout gap..."

Touching his smooth chin with his fingers, Mordred's brain was working rapidly.

This is indeed a good idea. If all of Da Ying's troops collide with Darius III's undead cavalry, it is really hard to say whether they can get rid of the entanglement and successfully break through.

And with a peripheral force constantly blocking the enemy legions that were closing in on the encirclement, their hopes of taking Spartacus out of the battlefield were much greater.

"This is a good idea, just follow this plan."

"Quick, quick, quick! Everyone, take action, time waits for no one!"

After taking another look at the big, stupid man in the BB live broadcast room who was struggling to fight the enemy, staggering under the collision of countless undead cavalry, but standing still, Mordred urged his men to take action quickly.

Snow and the Integrity Knight Captain looked at each other, both showing expressions of relief.