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

"Please don't stare at a lady intently. Don't you think it's rude?"

Medea raised her head slightly, with only a faint thin lip exposed under the black hood.

And the one who had been staring at her was naturally Lu Bu, who had fought with her.

"Roar……"

Lu Bu growled lowly and didn't do anything too drastic. He just sat quietly in his seat.

In fact, as far as Fengxian's own wishes are concerned, there is no need to pay too much attention to Medea.

But his master Xia Jin didn't think so. This witch caused hundreds of billions of property losses when she caused trouble in Great Yan, but she also left behind a lot of magic knowledge from the Gods.

The Dayan Empire had its gains and losses in the Nanshan University incident, but relatively speaking, it still made more money.

Therefore, as a representative of Dayan, it is impossible for Xia Jin not to pay more attention to Medea.

But now even the Master couldn't be present at this gathering of heroic spirits, so he could only take a peek through Lu Bu's perspective.

"Hey, stop talking about what's available and what's not available."

Mordred slapped the table angrily and stood up, staring directly at the chief Iskandar and said.

"The enemy monarch is probably Darius III. Haven't you defeated him several times in history?"

"I'm almost sick of killing undead here, and I'm almost tired of fighting monsters."

"Since you are Alexander the Great, go and deal with him quickly."

Surrounded by countless undead and monsters for several days, Mordred has been shouldering the responsibility of the fireman.

During this period of time, the temporary camp destroyed a million enemies, and nearly [-]% of them were killed by her using the Noble Phantasm.

"It's not easy to defeat that man. Don't worry, Sir Mordred."

With a wave of his hand, Iskandar asked Mordred to sit down first.

"I have fought against Darius III many times, and I know best how difficult that man is."

"No matter how many times we defeat him, he can always come back with superior strength. His toughness and courage are top-notch."

"After all, he is the guy who has stood in my way of conquest several times and is called the Conqueror's biggest opponent."

Iskandar has a very high opinion of Darius III, not only because the other party is his father-in-law, but also because of the experience of several battles.

They fought several times, and although Iskandar won the final victory, every time he was on the disadvantaged side and won with difficulty.

Just like now, Darius III's army numbered tens of millions, but the conquering king brought only a few thousand people.

"Tsk, there are six heroic spirits here now."

"Don't worry so much, just rush over and kill that big black guy."

"Isn't this a very simple thing?"

Mordred's idea is very simple and unpretentious. Their high-end combat power is obviously more solid than Darius III.

Six against one, the advantage lies with me. Once A passes, it’s over.

"Hmm... Sir Mordred, you don't have the skills of leadership and strategy, do you?"

After pondering for a moment, Iskandar suddenly pointed out.

"Huh? What's wrong? Does it matter if you have or don't have that kind of thing?"

Mordred tilted his head, not quite sure what he meant.

"Well, that's it."

Iskandar nodded, and then began to talk about his arrangements.

"Although I really want to wait for Lancer to show up, the battlefield is an ever-changing place, and we don't have much time."

He pointed behind him, where a map was spread out on the wall of the conference room.

Large areas of red occupied areas are marked on it, and only a few places in the entire Persian plain are still resisting the ravages of the undead army.

"Beheading Darius III is what must be done."

"But charging at the enemy's headquarters all at once is a fool's errand that is completely incapable of winning."

"The enemy has a huge force that we cannot ignore, as well as an extremely difficult undead cavalry. If we simply march towards the enemy commander's camp, with our current strength, it is very likely that we will be defeated halfway. He died of exhaustion."

In Iskandar's hands, one war chess after another was placed on the map.

There are many black flags that represent the enemy's military strength, but there are only a few white flags that represent our own military strength.

"What does this mean? I can just run over those undead!"

Mordred curled her lips, feeling that Iskandar's caution was completely unnecessary.

"Sir Mordred, your Noble Phantasm can cross a distance of 1000 kilometers in one go, crushing more than [-] million undead armies along the way, and it can still maintain combat capabilities after arriving at the headquarters of Darius III. ?"

Putting his hand on his chin, Iskandar said in a pretentious tone.

"If this is really possible, then please ask Sir Mordred to be the vanguard."

As soon as these words came out, Mordred was dumbfounded.

"Five hundred kilometers...1000 million undead..."

"I can do it, but I have to do it in the sea..."

"If you use a Noble Phantasm in the desert, its range and consumption will be greatly limited..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, no one was found in the conference room.

There are so many enemy troops, and are they still so far away from the opponent's base camp?

Mordred sat on his seat and looked at the map stupidly.

It doesn't look like it's that far away. Can an army of 1000 million undead be accommodated in such a small place?

156. Heroic Spirit Resolution

In this pre-war meeting where six heroic spirits gathered, Conqueror King Iskandar unsurprisingly became the most powerful speaker.

His strategic vision and tactical literacy are the strongest among everyone present. Coupled with his bold words and sufficient leadership, other heroic spirits except Mordred and Lu Bu recognized Alexander the Great as the human being in this time. Fang’s dominant position in the theater.

In fact, there was someone present who could compare with Iskandar in terms of leadership and strategy, but he was not a Heroic Spirit so he was not qualified to participate in this meeting.

Through Lu Bu's vision, Xia Jin watched Alexander the Great vigorously explain the advantages and disadvantages of the battle situation between the enemy and ourselves. While admiring him, he also felt a lot of anxiety.

"After this war is over, the name of the Conquering King will be resounding throughout the world, and then the entire earth will become the object of his legend..."

"And looking at him, he doesn't look like someone who would join any country at all. It would be better to say that Iskandar himself is a country."

"Damn it, I wish I'd died hundreds of years earlier."

As one of the ten founding fathers of Great Yan, Xia Jin's leadership and strategy are not inferior to anyone in history. He suffered a loss even if he did not die. The Heroic Soul Seat became the weapon of Alaya.

"Hey...if Wen Hou still has sense..."

Sighing, Xia Jin also knew that he was seeking medical treatment in a hurry.

If Lu Bu is really of another class, then humanity won't have to play this war. Look at what kind of heroes there are.

Iskandar sat at the top of the table, looking at his own heroic spirits below.

Betrayal Knight: Mordred,

The Knights of the Round Table's regiment-killing engine gave King Arthur a fatal wound. He looked unconvinced by everyone, and even tried to compete for the command of the coalition forces, with no self-awareness at all.

The traitorous general: Lu Bu

Although he has become a Berserker, he still likes to yell at anyone who is upset. He exudes a dangerous aura, and it is unknown whether he can understand the tactical arrangements.

The Betrayal Witch: Medea

This one is even more important. As one of the most famous witches in history, she has killed brothers and devoured husbands. She has not even spared her own children. Standing with such a person will make your scalp numb.

Beauty under the red moon: Yu Ji

Poppy was not suspected of backstabbing, but she had no intention of participating in the war between humans and the undead. She remained silent during the entire meeting. If people were not still sitting there, Iskandar would have thought she was Sneaked away.

"Arash, it seems that you have a heavy responsibility this time..."

After learning about the life stories and current status of the generals under his command, even the heroic and conquering king's face did not look very good.

He could only look expectantly at the heroic spirit holding the Bow Knight class, the only reliable hero, Arash.

"I will do my best, Alexander the Great."

Arash bowed his head slightly in greeting, saying that he would do whatever was asked of him as long as it brought peace to this land.

"Hey, hey, hey! Listen to me!"

"Even if I'm not allowed to be the commander, why did you even give the vanguard position to Lu Bu?"

"Does it seem like I, Mordred, am easy to bully? Stop looking down on others!"

Mordred looked unhappy, slapped the table and stood up to complain.

Just now, after Iskandar determined that the strategic policy was a beheading operation, he arranged the tactical positions of the heroic spirits.

What she was dissatisfied about was that even though she couldn't command other people and troops, she didn't even get the position of vanguard officer she had always wanted to fight for.

This war was broadcast live around the world, and countless people's eyes were fixed on it. The two most popular positions were taken away. Wouldn't she become someone else's supporting role?

"Didn't I already explain the reason, Sir Mordred?"

Rubbing his brows, Iskandar patiently spoke to the mindless knight.

"You have the only range-of-effect Noble Phantasm among us, and it is the one with advantages in duration and number of activations."

"In order to deal with the large number of undead creatures blocking the way to the enemy's headquarters, your Noble Phantasm is indispensable."

"And there is the King of Skeletons, a giant from the Age of Gods, in the enemy camp. He can crack your Noble Phantasm, so we must let Lu Bu deal with the enemy general first, and then you can open a breakthrough."

The tactics of the Conquering King are convincing and reasonable.

As a heroic spirit with A-level leadership and B-level strategy, he can perfectly unleash his own war potential and tear a hole in the enemy's front.

"Am I the only Noble Phantasm with area-of-effect destruction?"

Mordred glanced at Arash, who shook his head.