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

"Yes, that is my Iskandar dream."

"Cross the end of the sea, go to a strange country, see the scenery you have never seen before, and carry out the way of conquest to the end."

"That's exactly what I'm doing now. This desert is just the beginning, the Mesopotamia is not the end, and Europe and Asia will not stop me."

Grinning wide to show his white teeth, Iskandar still had that iconic smile.

"My dream is to bring the whole world under my control."

This is an impossible dream. There are too many people and too many heroic spirits in this world who will stand in the way of conquering the world.

Webbert wanted to say this, but he couldn't say it after seeing the figure of the Conqueror.

Maybe, this man... can really do it?

"How about my dream, isn't it awesome?"

Raising his eyebrows, Iskandar was not very satisfied with Webbert's daze.

Shouldn't we be cheering at this time, or at least showing a look of astonishment?

"It's... quite powerful."

Webbert said sincerely, knowing how dangerous the current world is and still daring to say such things, he is either a madman or a genius.

"Then make a bet with me, Webbert Velvet."

Iskandar's broad left hand pinched Webbert's right hand, and his right hand covered with a crimson cloak slapped Webbert's left shoulder.

"When I realize my dream, you have to realize yours too."

The face of the Conquering King looked a little blurry under the sunlight, which made Webbert look a little dazed as he watched this scene.

After a while, he finally came back to his senses.

"That's it, I really can't do anything to you..."

Defeated, defeated by this fool.

Webbert said this in his heart, but his palm was holding Iskandar's thick fingers.

"That's it!"

154. Reinforcements arrive

Today, the Persian plains have been flooded by a large number of undead creatures. If these undead souls were not able to leave the scope of Darius III's Noble Phantasm, an undead natural disaster sweeping across Eurasia would have been unavoidable.

In this vast Dead Sea, there are three places that the undead cannot conquer.

The first is the frontline camp established by the United World Government, which gathers most of the resources of the G15 member states. It has complete defense lines and attack methods, and even millions of undead armies cannot invade.

The second is the temporary garrison camp where Mordred, Lu Bu, Arash, and Yu Ji are located. This is the place closest to the headquarters of Darius III. In order to confront the king who awakened countless undead, the four heroic spirits chose to station in this camp. Here, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

Finally, there is the coalition of Middle Eastern countries led by Iskandar and Medea. They move like a pair of scissors on the Persian plains, and their target is the headquarters of Darius III.

"Looking at this vast ocean of monsters, it's really hard not to wonder whether humans are still the masters of the earth..."

Xia Jin stood on the observation deck of the temporary camp, holding a telescope and looking at the dark army of undead below.

Hundreds of soldiers were in the trenches defending and counterattacking the undead who were trying to charge. Flames kept shooting out from the machine gun positions. Artillery shells rose high and then hit hard, firing in the center of the monsters. Put out a firework.

The attacks and defenses of both sides have never stopped and have lasted for several days. The war between humans and the undead has become more and more anxious, and the eyes of the whole world are focused on this.

They found a higher mountain range on the battlefield, and used Mordred's Noble Phantasm to change the terrain of the surrounding desert, creating this highland front that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

But even so, the numerical advantage of the undead creatures is too great. If it weren't for the fact that these monsters will turn into spirits and dissipate after being killed, Xia Jin would be worried that the height advantage of this highland would be filled by those skeletons. flat.

"Chief, the airdrop supplies have arrived."

While he was observing the battle situation, a soldier next to him reported.

In order to gain a foothold in this strategic location, the coalition government's frontline camps are constantly transporting resources here.

Although the ground has been completely submerged by the sea of ​​undead, it can still be passed through at an altitude of a thousand meters.

"How much spirit-enhanced ammunition are there?"

Xia Jin put down the binoculars and asked with an unsightly expression.

Because undead creatures have strong resistance to ordinary thermal weapons, the consumption gap of their spirit-enhanced ammunition is extremely huge.

The supply airdrop this time was a full two hours late, and he was thoughtful and realized that the front line here might not last long.

"Only 40% of what was expected."

The messenger said truthfully, the messages from the frontline positions were intermittent due to the interference of black clouds, but the reason for the shortage of supplies always remained the same.

Only Dayan and Daying can produce spirit-enhanced ammunition, and other major countries have coveted this technology for a long time, and they are trying to get it from these two companies at this juncture.

There is such a huge lack of production capacity now, which proves that the price between countries has not been negotiated. There is no other reason besides this.

"Hey, what expression should I use when facing those soldiers who can only use ordinary ammunition..."

Sighing deeply, Xia Jin grabbed the spear beside him.

As one of the highest officials of Dayan, he could understand Dayan and Daying's uncompromising attitude, but he also knew that other countries would not give up.

The top management competes with each other, but it is the soldiers fighting on the front line who pay the price.

"The special disaster rescue team has also rested for four hours, wake them up and follow me to kill them!"

After shouting something behind him, Xia Jin took the lead and jumped out of the line and rushed towards the peak of the undead army.

The means for humans to fight against the undead, in addition to the thermal weapons enhanced by souls, is the passion in their chests.

"Hey! Old man, why are you here again?"

At this moment, it was Mordred who was leading the melee troops fighting at the entrance of the camp. She was swinging the surfboard in her hand, causing a storm among the monster group.

When Xia Jin ran over, she happened to see several snake girls being knocked away by her. Their flesh and bones were separated in the air, and their muscles and bones were broken. When they landed, they turned into a burst of light and disappeared.

"Don't die in comfort."

Xia Jin ignored the group of monsters in front of Mordred, and instead led the Great Flame troops following him into the large army of undead creatures on the other side.

The most indispensable thing here is enemies. As long as you leave the mountain highlands, you will be surrounded by a large number of monsters. The only difference is the thickness of the encirclement.

"It's strange...you haven't rested for three days, right? Even heroic spirits need time to recover their physical strength and magic power, let alone an ordinary human like you?"

Mordred jumped on the surfboard and jumped on the monsters' heads with great interest.

She could crush a monster's head with every jump, and soon she was beside Xia Jin.

"You are Lu Bu's master, right? You seem to have a good compatibility with him. They are both such tireless killers."

Seeing Xia Jin brandishing a spear to his enemies, Mordred said with appreciation.

"It's still not as good as Lord Mordred. You are the heroic spirit who has killed the most enemies."

Xia Jin responded to the compliment in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

The Knight of the Round Table in front of him possesses a range-destructive continuous-fire Noble Phantasm. The reason why this temporary camp can persist for so long is entirely due to Mordred's surfing.

Once the number of monsters reaches an unstoppable limit, she will set off sand waves and walk around in a circle, crushing most of the low-level monsters to death immediately.

As for the remaining high-level monsters, Arash and Lu Bu will execute the decapitation tactics.

As for Yu Ji...

The poppies are responsible for being as beautiful as flowers and that's it.

"Of course, it's easy for me~"

Raising his head proudly, Mordred accepted the honor confidently.

Compared with several other heroic spirits, her performance was the most outstanding, and she did not embarrass the Knights of the Round Table at all.

"Well...that over there is..."

Just when Xia Jin and Mordred took the time to chat, the offensive of the undead army in front of them suddenly changed slightly.

This was quickly noticed by the two. They looked into the distance and happened to see an army heading this way through all the obstacles. Along the way, legions of undead kept rushing towards them, but they were wiped out in a short period of time. Almost exhausted.

"It seems that reinforcements have arrived."

Xia Jin looked at the human army that had cut off the undead army's offensive, and finally said with relief.

If Iskander and Medea are no longer around, the temporary camp will not be able to hold on for long.

155. Leadership and Strategy

"Saber (now Rider) Mordred, Archer Arash, Assassin Poppy, Berserker Lu Bu."

"And Caster's Medea, and finally Rider's Yu."

"Hahaha, the regular seven cavalrymen are only missing one spearman. This is really a grand event!"

In the center of the temporary camp, the burly Conqueror King was laughing. His eyes swept across all the heroic spirits present, showing unreserved appreciation in his eyes.

"Haha... the guy who came last has the nerve to sit at the top table."

Mordred, who was robbed of the limelight, said unhappily that since Iskandar arrived with a strong reinforcement force, the atmosphere here has become different.

"With the addition of Alexander the Great, this war will not last long."

Arash smiled and said that he had seen the end of the war and that peace was about to return.

Although the land is devastated, as long as people are still alive, there is always hope.

"Haha, Lord Mordred!"

"The protagonist always has to appear at the most critical moment. I'm not just hanging out here so late. I'm looking for my army and allies."

"Look, these strong young men and this powerful witch are all the fruits of this trip!"

Laughing and patting the table, Iskandar was not at all embarrassed about being late.

As he spoke, he gestured towards the last seat of the long table, where there was a woman shrouded in a black robe.

"Medea..."

Mordred glanced at the woman, but didn't pay much attention.

The betrayal witch and the betrayal knight, although they have similar titles, there is no comparison between them.