The reality of fantasy in comprehensive comics

PS: Chapter 451 has been swallowed for the time being, and it will only be released tomorrow morning.

"Uh... Yes, I'm going to do my best!" the soldier on the side was straight, and obeyed the order very loudly and firmly.

If you don't listen to the red fat man's words, those who see this scene will definitely think that this is a serious scene of dispatching troops, but if the general who dispatches troops gives an order for the soldiers to 'retreat after a while', it will make people want to complain.

Cope with it with all your might... Is it going all out, or is it going to be coping?

"Well, really... That adult's delusions should also be put to a halt a little... Well, trouble, it's troublesome! I don't move a bit, just let the enemy come to me, understand?"

"Yes!" the soldier suddenly cheered up, shouted very powerfully, and turned to run towards the front line of the battlefield.

The red fat swordsman sat in the middle army, but he sighed and said reluctantly: "Really, although I am Saber, I didn't expect to really have to fight with my sword..."

His attitude is not at all like a strong-willed soldier, but like a politician who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, subconsciously 607 rejects unfavorable developments, but he cannot ignore the disadvantages that befall him.

Still, he made the right decision.

It is impossible for humans to compete with the Servant, and if these soldiers are allowed to stop each other, it will only lead to heavy losses on their own side, and it will not be of any use at all, so in the face of the Servant, he can only play by himself as a Servant.

......

The other side.

On the battlefield in this part of Gaul, the soldiers of both sides were fighting together, swords and spears were crisscrossing horizontally, making countless soldiers stain the loess with blood, screaming incessantly, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Although it is not that he has never seen a big scene, but seeing a legion of more than 10,000 people fighting in front of him, whether it is Matthew or Fujimaru Rika, they are all shocked at this moment.

"The battlefield ... It's such a tragic place, and everyone is facing the threat of death all the time..."Fujimaru Rika said with a complicated expression.

Although it is not that I have never seen the scene after the slaughter of the town when I was in France, nor has I not seen the bipedal wyvern all over the world, countless human beings gathered together to fight, blood, screams, severed limbs, internal organs... But it was the first time she had seen her.

Nero, Boudicca, and Spartacus were here, looking at the bloody battlefield in front of them.

Bai Ye is naturally standing here without exception, he looked at the difference in front of him, he knew a little, as a general of the Ma Empire, he was summoned to this era, all of them were Roman emperors.

And as the same emperor, is the civil war the result of the will?

"I will open the way with Spartacus, you and His Majesty the Emperor, break into the enemy's base camp!" Boudicca's hand showed a simple sword and shield, and said: "As long as the enemy general, this war is our victory, and after victory, there will naturally be no need for fighting and casualties!"

"Hahahaha! Great, there's everything here!"

Spartacus's face showed his usual smile, and he said something of unknown significance: "Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of enemy soldiers who have turned into the hands of tyrants! This is not a disadvantage, but an advantage! From now on, my cry is equal to a prophecy of victory!"

The two servants, as arrows to open the way, shot out quickly, easily opening a hole in the road ahead.

"Well, it's really troublesome for those two, Boudicca is right! Now is the time to defeat an 'emperor'! Take back Gaul occupied by the 'puppet emperor', and return to peaceful Rome!"

Hearing Nero's command, Bai Ye did not object, and together with Matthew and Fujimaru Rika, he followed Nero and rushed into the road opened by Boudicca and Spartacus, and headed towards the base camp of the enemy servants.

One of the enemy soldiers spotted the four men who had broken through, spear in hand, and stabbed at Nero, who was at the head of the group.

Of course, such a simple attack did not work, and the spear he swung was directly cut in half by the red long sword, and the whole person was also slapped out by the back of the sword.

Bai Ye, who was following her, raised his eyebrows, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he also punched out, directly suppressing the air on the left, generating a violent air current, so that all the soldiers who approached were blown away uncontrollably.

On the right, Matthew also waved the back of the shield and knocked all the soldiers out without hurting their lives, while Fujimaru Rika was between the two, gathering the magic power in his body on his legs, trying not to slow down his progress.

Whether it was tacit understanding, forbearance, or strategy, the three of them did not hurt people, but chose to cut down all the soldiers.

Ordinary soldiers were knocked away, but things like puppets didn't end so well, either being smashed by a punch from Shirano or being burned into charcoals by Nero's flaming sword.

Soon, the four of them drove all the way into the base camp of the Combine Army.

"I'm tired of waiting, how long do you want me to wait?"

And waiting here was the red swordsman sitting here, the fat man with the laurel wreath on his head, who first complained impatiently, and then showed a very satisfied smile.

"But this boring wait is also worth it—it's beautiful!" he exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! It's enough to be the treasure of the world, and it's as beautiful as Rome!"

His gaze went straight to Nero.

His words were all about complimenting Nero's beauty.

It's just that this enigmatic man, who is their enemy, only praised Nero's beauty after meeting them, instead of speaking coldly, which made them a little inexplicable. _

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