Chapter 500: Dandan’s sadness

"Legion, versus Legion!"

Although the command voice containing the majesty of the superior and the iron will of the conqueror was not loud, it spread throughout the entire battlefield in an instant. Even the brave Roman soldiers were attracted by the smoke contained in the words of the seemingly delicate girl in front of them.

Shocked by the taste of iron blood.

As the Roman emperor's bodyguards all year round, these soldiers are familiar with this feeling. It is the aura of a true emperor, a demeanor that can only be possessed by a powerful person who can decide the life and death of an entire country with just one sentence. A pretentious nobleman will spend his whole life.

It also has a metallic taste that cannot be imitated.

"Kaka, kaka..."

The sound of metal clashing sounded neatly out of thin air. Around us, and even in every open area of ​​the entire Roman legion square, countless portals emerged, emitting a faint white light. From the air, it looked like a thick

The iron sand suddenly shone like hundreds of fireflies. Even if they didn't know what happened, the Roman soldiers instinctively felt the threat. They grabbed the javelins in their hands and threw or pierced these portals, but

This is meaningless. The portal is like a reflection in the water. Facing the swarming attacks, except for waves of painless fluctuations, there is no damage at all.

A neat declaration of war sounded like thunder.

"Strength is justice! Power brings freedom! Dictatorship maintains peace! The edge of the blade is the frontier of the empire! Conquer everything! Conquer everything!!"

Listening to this powerful declaration of war, I was even moved to tears.

How long has it been? How long has it been? How long has it been since I heard such an inspiring policy for the Empire? All the former commanders of the ace army asked me to make trouble for the army, and now I am just these brainless fools.

The soldiers are still reliable!

"Arjun, what's wrong?"

Noticing that a bunch of pained expressions on my face were playing in a loop like a swipe on the screen, Sandora immediately asked with concern, and I responded with a faint smile:

"It's okay, honey, I'm just a little sad..."

Striding out of the portal were hundreds of burly men wearing black alloy armor. The high-tech armor full of rigid lines and the frosty zombie faces were writhing under the red moon.

The salty smell of rust, javelins and swords from Roman soldiers greeted these soldiers in unison the moment they appeared, and then inspired large swaths of energy sparks on countless psionic shields that shone at the same time.

——Although the complete heroic spirits may be able to compete with the Xiling soldiers, the ones here are all clones after all, and their attacks cannot break through the soldiers' defense at all.

To be honest, despite our close relationship, sometimes I really can't understand some of Sandora's ideas. For example, right now, it's obviously very easy to deal with this Roman general, but he can't resist if I just throw a few satellite cannons at him.

Yes, but Sandora actually wants to summon her own army to fight these backward heroic soldiers in a legion melee. I am afraid that I will never understand this concept of putting aside one's own advantages and taking into account "military honor".

But since Sandora is so insistent, I will naturally support her. Besides, she is not pedantic. She has made such a choice because of the absolute advantage in combat power. If she is fighting the fallen apostle, I am afraid this girl can think

The insidious tactics that come out are no less than mine...

"Light infantry, retreat and disperse! Put in reserves! Spearmen attack!"

"Each unit's psionic weapons fire at will!"

The killing cries of Roman soldiers and the roars of psionic guns and cannons simultaneously resounded through the battlefield. Black magic javelins and blue psionic sparks simultaneously erupted in every corner of the Roman legion's formation.

Airdrop encirclement and killing. Shandora adopts the typical airdrop and encirclement and killing tactics. As the former war song princess, Sandora has regarded various commonly used tactics as her own instinct. This kind of use of high-level spiritual apostles to directly rush into the enemy's formation.

Then the battle method of summoning grassroots soldiers on a large scale is as famous as the crushing of imperial heavy ships. In the melee between the two legions, a senior apostle who suddenly rushes to your base camp and recruits unlimited troops and whose own combat power is equally powerful is definitely enough to stop it.

The fatal threat of war, although this sacrifices the range advantage of the Xiling soldiers to a certain extent, the suddenness and indefensible nature of the overtime airdrops are enough to make up for this small shortcoming: we do not need the range to deal with ordinary

Troops, because the enemy's command team will all die in the next second.

It is as obscene as placing the exit of the barracks next to the enemy commander's chair.

In fact, the results of the battle were indeed good. Although almost all the Xiling soldiers were attacked by the nearest Roman soldiers at the beginning, the psionic energy shields on their bodies successfully resolved the first round of damage, and there were only less than ten unlucky soldiers.

The guy was severely injured by nearly a hundred people and had to return to a different space to wait for repairs. The remaining Xiling soldiers had already activated the psionic weapons in their hands and began to harvest the lives of the enemies in large quantities.

At my reminder, Sandora has given these soldiers the order "Only psionic weapons are allowed to be used." Although energy weapons are not as useful as physical weapons in the atmospheric environment, they are constantly reborn under the red moon.

guy, the former is the only effective method, and the so-called energy attenuation is only in relative terms. At such a close distance, no Roman soldier can withstand the power of a single blow of the psionic beam head-on, and large swaths of enemy soldiers

They were riddled with holes under the line of fire and fell heavily to the ground, and this time, they could no longer be revived.

However, even in the face of the situation where his soldiers were being killed and injured at a speed visible to the naked eye, the unknown Roman general still stood firmly on the chariot, without even blinking his eyelids, but calmly issued the order:

"Light infantry! Continue to attack from the flank! Are there any living reserves? Put them all into battle! I will not retreat, and neither will you!!"

The courage is commendable, but unfortunately, the victory or defeat has already been decided.

In fact, when Sandora and I personally rushed to the main formation of this heroic spirit army, they were already defeated.

As the last pikeman was intercepted by a bright blue light, there were no more survivors on the battlefield. The Roman legion's main formation was completely destroyed, and a few kilometers away, the glory of the Crystal Virgin was gradually dimming.

: It’s not that it’s running out of energy, it’s that there are no more enemies to kill.

"Rome must win!"

Leading the few remaining personal guards, the unknown general jumped out of the chariot with a broad sword held high, and rushed towards us without fear of death. A blue beam of light came from Sandora with a sharp whistling sound in the air.

It fired from the side and behind, and hit the opponent's heart from the front. However, the all-powerful beam failed to kill its target for the first time. The opponent actually used magic power to resist the attack, with a burnt hole as big as a bowl on his chest.

The unknown general rushed straight in front of me, raised his broad sword high and struck down with all his strength.

Raising my hand to hold the opponent's sword, I couldn't help but be slightly surprised by the opponent's strength. The next second, this brave general exploded into light spots all over the sky.

"Chi chi chi", several rapid beam attacks hit the remaining heroic infantry, turning the last enemy into energy scattered in the air.

"Excellent soldiers." Sandora took a long breath and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"Anyway, he will become our subordinate soon."

"Are you really planning to abduct all the heroic spirits?" Sandora glanced at me, "But I do admire such soldiers..."

The only regret is that these Roman soldiers are not real heroic spirits. Sakura's power cannot directly transform them. I can only make my mind to negotiate with the origin of the world. Otherwise, in today's battle, we can directly abduct them.

Thousands of immortal heroic spirits are fighting.

"By the way, Sandora," I suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "The general just mentioned Gaius or something. That should be the real heroic spirit summoned by the Matou family. You know

Who doesn’t?”

Shandora blinked: "I remember he was the most famous founding emperor of Rome, right? His full name was Gaius Julius Caesar Octavianus. He ruled the Roman Empire for 43 years. He was later dismissed for his great achievements.

People take the name of Augustus...Eh? What's wrong with you, Jun?"

I looked up at the sky with tears in my eyes.

"Nothing, I just feel like letting an alien teach me the history of the earth makes me feel a kind of sadness lingering in my heart..."

You said that when I go to middle school, I can listen carefully to a few history classes. Then I won’t have to embarrass the people on earth.

Although the whole battle was extremely brutal, it actually only lasted less than an hour. The main reason was that the attack power of the violent armed gangs of the empire headed by Pandora was so ferocious. The firepower originally used to bombard the battleships in space was switched to the intra-atmospheric mode.

After being suppressed several times, its power is still not something that ordinary heroic spirits can resist. An army of 10,000 heroic spirits, and they were resurrected several times under the red moon. Their number may be about twice that number, and they were just wiped out. To be honest,

, it really feels a bit unreal.

Even though we are enemies now, I have to admire such an army. As the unknown general said, the Roman warriors will never retreat until the last soldier is beaten into a sieve. There is not a single deserter in the legion of ten thousand people.

They fought to the last man, and even when there were only three infantrymen left, they were still attacking us without panic. Even Sandora couldn't help but praise such brave soldiers.

This further strengthened my belief in abducting the heroic army...

A few minutes later, we reunited with Tohsaka and others.

"Artoria? Injured?"

I noticed that the dull-haired girl had been pressing her ribs with her hands, and there was faint blood seeping between her fingers, and I couldn't help but become concerned.

"I was attacked by a sneak attack, but it's not serious. If you have a brilliant aura, you can recover quickly." Saber answered seriously. Judging from the angry look, it must be a skin injury.

After all, the heroic spirit is not a monster like the Xiling apostle. Just a nether energy shield can make the enemy weak. Perhaps the full combat power of Saber can fight against the lower-level Xiling officers, but now she is just a summoned by the Holy Grail system.

With her incomplete body, injuries are inevitable in such a battle, and it's not just her. Sasaki, who also belongs to the melee unit, also has several scars on his body. However, the swordsman who is good at fighting and footwork has obvious damage control.

He is more skilled. Although he has many wounds, he looks twice as energetic as Saber.

"Ah! Boss! I'm injured too!"

Seeing that I was caring about a "non-staff member" as soon as I arrived, Sasaki was naturally quite unbalanced. He pointed at a white mark on his arm and exaggerated the injury. Rider on the other side also walked up to me silently, showing off a white mark on his shoulder.

There were faint traces of blood, and he muttered in a low voice: "Boss, raise your salary!"

In other words, as long as you join the Xiling camp, you can decisively maintain moral integrity -10086?

"Is everyone okay?"

I looked around. I could ignore Pandora Viskavega and the others who were bouncing around in high spirits. I could also ignore the fact that Little Bubble was raising his head and chatting with the red moon in the sky. Ding Dong had just got into my pocket.

Now I can feel the little thing tumbling inside, and Leizi is holding the command knife and posing happily alone. In short, the Xiling Front Army has experienced a battle and is in extremely good condition.

Tohsaka and the others looked much more embarrassed. Although there were not many injured, the high-intensity battle with ten thousand heroic spirits for an hour took a huge toll on physical strength, and more importantly, it was mentally draining, especially

Tohsaka, it seems like he can hardly stand up now.

"Huh -" the eldest lady let out a long breath and pulled my clothes unceremoniously to get up, "I'm still alive. I thought I was going to die today...Uncle Alien, I didn't expect it.

You guys are so awesome, to be honest, I was almost scared to death at first."

Almost scared out of your mind? I think you were really scared out of your mind at that time, right?

You were the first one to be stunned when the void explosion appeared, and the first one to exclaim when Pandora and Viska started saturation bombing!
To be continued...