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

"It's strange. His arrows are real. Why do they seem to be inexhaustible? They keep popping out of the arrow pot."

"You must be ignorant upstairs. Arash is the ancestor of making arrows, just like Du Kang who brewed wine. As long as he is alive, there will be no shortage of arrows."

"Hey! Look! What is that! It's coming out of the gap opened by the human army!"

"So many...so many ancient soldiers!"

"The one at the front is! The Conquering King!"

In the scene in the BB live broadcast room, after Mordred and Arash opened the road to the headquarters of Darius III, the real decisive force of this war finally appeared.

Thousands, tens of thousands... no, probably hundreds of thousands.

Wearing leather armor, holding spears, and looking brave, the fearless Macedonian warriors reappeared in the world.

And leading them is Iskandar who is driving a war horse!

162. The conquering king was defeated?

"The road to victory has appeared! The headquarters of Darius III is close at hand! Soldiers belonging to the conquering king Iskandar!"

In front of the huge number of ancient soldiers, Iskandar raised his dagger and announced loudly.

"Follow me! Go and get glory!"

As soon as the words fell, the war horse raised its hooves and flew high.

"Kill! Kill kill kill!"

The soldiers also raised their spears high, shouted and rushed out after Iskandar.

The majestic formation swept out, forming a trend on the unimpeded battlefield.

There are no brainless undead that can stand in front of the king's army. Following the flat desert laid out by Mordred's Noble Phantasm, if you have good eyesight, you can even see the huge demon elephant.

And, the dark king on the back of the giant demon elephant.

"Roar!!!"

"Hoo ha!!!"

Faced with Iskandar's attack, Darius III roared loudly without dodging.

There are thousands of black undead cavalry beside him, and more black undead cavalry are resurrecting around the giant demon elephant.

These exist as a Noble Phantasm of Darius III, and are truly ten thousand immortal cavalry composed of legends and history.

Even if they are killed, even if they are destroyed, as long as Darius III is still alive, they will crawl out from the underworld and continue to follow their king.

"ah!!!"

The black undead cavalry ran, their horses and demonic elephants flying with hooves, raising smoke and dust that was no less powerful than Iskandar's army.

While they were marching, undead souls continued to crawl out of the earth and rush towards the conquering king's army regardless of their own safety.

"King Atashata! Come and fight me! Cancel this regret of not having a winner!"

Iskandar rushed to the front, his resolute face showing a fanatical fighting spirit.

"Is... Kandar!"

Darius III also responded to this invitation, and the huge war elephant finally moved.

Although it didn't charge as fast as the cavalry, its huge body moved, and its astonishing momentum shot straight into the sky.

The left and right wings of the two armies collided first, and the ancient Macedonian soldiers raised their spears to stab the black undead cavalry.

The sharp spear instantly penetrated the war horse and the demon elephant, and the rider on top fell to the ground uncontrollably.

In contrast, more cavalry crashed into the infantry formation. These undead cavalry completely ignored the spears thrust towards them, and drove the magic pigs and war horses to fly away and crush all the enemies in front of them like crazy.

The cruelty of ancient cold-weapon warfare is shown here in front of modern people's eyes.

"This... Iskandar's army is at a disadvantage!"

"These ancient soldiers are very strong in physique and strength, but the black undead are cavalry after all, and they have the upper hand."

"This exchange ratio must be five to one, right?"

"In ancient times, exchanging five infantrymen for one cavalry was a huge gain."

"Hiss... isn't this right? There shouldn't be so many war horses and war elephants in ancient Persia. The number of cavalry here is obviously excessive."

"Look! Iskandar and Darius III have collided!"

Soon after the army of the Conquering King and that of Darius III were entangled, Iskandar rushed not far in front of the undead monarch who was driving a huge demonic elephant.

The guards of both sides fought each other crazily, and the battlefield here entered a white-hot stage.

"Is... Kandar!"

"King Atashata!"

Iskandar called Darius III by his real name, and Darius III also called the conquering king by his name.

The two collided without delay, and bright sparks flew between the dagger and the axe.

The huge demonic elephant riding on Darius III raised its trunk and tried to attack the BMW under Iskandar's crotch.

But Bucephalas did not grow up on a vegetarian diet. The fierce horse opened its mouth wide and bit the elephant's trunk mercilessly.

"hold head high!"

The demon elephant let out a painful cry. The confrontation between the two sides was only brief, and the battle quickly became chaotic.

The personal guards of Iskandar and Darius III all gathered around, and the fight changed from one-on-one to a crazy group battle.

"Is... Kandar!"

"You...have become weak!"

Darius III struck hard with his axe, but was quickly blocked by Iskandar's dagger.

The dark giant roared, dissatisfied that the enemy in front of him was too weak.

"Hmph, I'll return this to you as well!"

Faced with Darius III's provocation, the conquering king grunted twice and counterattacked indifferently.

When the armies of both sides collided, Iskandar's soldiers showed an obvious decline.

Although the number of black undead cavalry is not as good as that of the soldiers in the Macedonian phalanx, the impact of the demonic elephants and war horses is too great.

Originally, they could rely on spears to fight against ordinary cavalry, but these undead cavalry were not afraid of spears at all. Even if they were stabbed through, they would still continue to charge. They were all madmen who were not afraid of death.

Although the soldiers of ancient Macedonia were also not afraid of life and death, they were still human beings wielding cold weapons. They would always fall when collided by giant beasts that were much larger than themselves. For a time, Iskandar's army was shaken. Staggering around.

"The battle situation over there doesn't seem to be going very well..."

Outside the scope of the battle between the two ancient armies, Arash stared at the battle damage on both sides and said with an unsightly expression.

He could see it more clearly than the audience in the BB live broadcast room, because the black undead cavalry would not die completely. Within the scope of Darius III's Noble Phantasm, they would only need to read the message briefly and then reappear. Resurrection joins the fight.

But the soldiers of Iskandar will fall down when they die, and when they are rolled over by war horses and demonic elephants, they will turn into pieces of spirit and dissipate into the air.

With one situation ebbing and the other ebbing, the conquering king's army might not be able to hold on for long.

"That guy, he talked very beautifully before, but now he can't defeat Darius III's troops..."

"What a waste of my expression! Let me run over it with the waves of sand!"

Mordred also discovered the disadvantage of the Iskandar army, so she picked up her surfboard and planned to go to support.

But just before she planned to ride the sand waves and rush into the fighting range of the two armies, Iskandar, who was fighting Darius III in close combat, looked over as if he felt something.

The Conqueror's majestic face shook, signaling Mordred not to act rashly.

Then... he reined in his horse and turned around, actually leaving the center of the battle.

"Damn it, did you run away?"

"The majestic conquering king was actually defeated by his former subordinate?"

"No way! No way! That's it? That's it?"

"No, it's very strange. Have you noticed that Iskandar's army seems to have only soldiers, without any officers or commanders?"

"Yes, you must know that Alexander the Great had several strong men who established independent countries under his command, such as Ptolemy, Seleucus, and Chandragupta...the strength and legend of these generals are by no means weaker than Iskandar , even worse than that."

"Could it be that these generals are too strong and therefore unwilling to respond to Alexander the Great's call?"

"Destroyed! Defeated! The ancient Macedonian army was in chaos!"

While everyone in the BB live broadcast room was still surprised by the failure after the head-on confrontation between Iskandar and Darius III, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

Iskandar's soldiers showed great decline, and some soldiers dissipated before the enemy's attack came.

The black undead cavalry of Darius III have been assembled, and their number has become more and more than the initial four or five thousand, and now they are almost reaching ten thousand.

You must know that each of these strong cavalry has the strength to defeat armored tanks. After the number of black undead cavalry exceeds [-], they will have an invincible and powerful aura.

"Your Excellency Mordred! The Conqueror should have his own considerations. We should carry out the original plan and do what we should do!"

Seeing that Mordred was tending to chase Darius III and Iskandar out of the battlefield, Arash quickly reminded him.

Before he became a great hero, he was an ordinary soldier and knew the importance and necessity of obeying orders.

"hateful……"

Mordred glanced at the direction Darius III was chasing, and suddenly realized that the black undead cavalry had rushed too fast and had completely separated themselves from the tens of millions of undead legions for a long distance.

In other words, Darius III and his headquarters have now abandoned the large army and entered a state of chasing the fleeing enemy army alone.

"Could it be said that the Conquering King is luring the enemy deeper?"

At this moment, even Mordred realized that something was wrong.

Iskandar obviously did not use his full strength. Now he is pretending to be defeated in order to lure Darius III away from the tens of millions of undead legions.

But... a feigned defeat can easily develop into a real rout. If the infantry is cut into a piece of loose sand in front of the cavalry, even the Great Luo Jinxian will not be able to save Iskandar.

"Now that the matter is over, leave it to the Conquering King."

Arash has no military talent, but he has a sincere heart.

"And we will do our best to stop these tens of millions of undead and not let them follow the monarch."