I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

The rolling yellow sand is flying, and the thousands of troops of the "King's Army" shake the earth and advance forward.

Amidst the loud shouts of killing, the first order has been issued.

"Antigonus, take the lead."

"As you command." The old general with only one eye promised loudly and stepped forward on horseback. "The first infantry formation, raise your guns and charge!"

Following his shout, an infantry team broke away from its formation and headed towards the enemy. Although they were charging, the formation was not chaotic at all, no one fell behind, and no one made any mistakes.

Just this move made the Knights of the Round Table on the opposite side look at him with admiration.

"Amazing, amazing." Kai whistled.

"Kai Qing, this was before the king came." As an auxiliary officer, Agguiwen glared at him coldly, and then said, "This is not an elite in the ordinary sense. Who is that old general?" ?”

"Antigonus I, this name may be unfamiliar to you, but at that time, he was known as the 'God of War.'" Merlin fulfilled his duties as a sage with all his heart, and educated a group of ignorant knights.

"Army God Antigonus?" Gawain nodded slightly.

Mordred let out a disdainful snort: "No matter if he is the God of War or some other kind of war god, relying on just a few people to try to take us down is just a waste of fame."

"Don't be careless, it's not that simple!" Bedivere reminded.

Sure enough, when the charge was in progress, the one-eyed old man who was known as the God of War suddenly waved his hand, and the military formation that had been maintaining the charge slowed down. The hand holding the gun changed from forehand to backhand, and then all the guns were raised. Throw.

Yes, the charge, the Macedonian phalanx, etc. were all pretense, and throwing spears was the real intention of Antigonus.

At this distance, a thrown spear is more powerful than a bow and arrow.

Hundreds of spears fired in unison are powerful enough to destroy everything.

Since the larger number is needed to fight the smaller number, it is natural to maximize the numerical advantage, otherwise Antigonus would not be worthy of being called the God of War.

"The king is right, he is indeed a strong enemy, but -" Lancelot, who was standing in the first place under the spear formation, still had the same expression, "-this level is not enough to defeat us, Gala. Hud!”

The young man standing at the end of the line walked out without saying a word, and never glanced at Lancelot from beginning to end. He is Galahad, the son of Lancelot, but because Lancelot did not fulfill his father's obligations, the relationship between father and son was very bad.

Of course, as the most noble knight among the Knights of the Round Table, Galahad will not let his personal affairs affect his business affairs. He walked past the king, crossed over his father, came to the edge of the oasis, and was at the front of the array. He raised the shield in his hand high and chanted loudly with a pious voice.

"This is our hometown that can heal all wounds and calm all resentments - appear, 'Lord Camelot, the ideal city that is already far away'!"

Pure light bloomed from the shield, which was the light in Galahad's heart and the light in the hearts of all knights.

In the light, a city rose from the ground.

Pure white, solemn and sacred, it embodies an infinitely beautiful city. That was once the center of Britain, and it was the object jointly protected by the Knights of the Round Table, the royal capital of Camelot!

Although it has been destroyed long ago, even though it is far away, no knight has forgotten this city full of their ideals.

It was not just the privilege of conquering the King's army that had the same scenery carved into their hearts. The Knights of the Round Table also carved this scene into their hearts that they would never forget.

As long as they have this city at their back, no matter what kind of attack they encounter, the knights will not be defeated.

Not to mention hundreds of spears, so what if there are tens of thousands? As long as the knights' faith does not waver, the defense of the ideal city will not be broken.

Arturia silently climbed to the top of the city, and the knights followed behind the king. Just like before, it was a trace that would never be erased no matter how many years passed.

"Sir Tristan."

After throwing a gun, after breaking free from the memories, Arturia called out a name.

"Here, my king." A knight with long red hair and always squinting eyes came out.

"please."

"learn."

Tristan took off the weapon that looked like a harp and a bow from his back, and flicked it gently.

Every time it is plucked, beautiful notes flow out.

Every time there is a fluctuation, an enemy will fall on the opposite side. The vital parts of the heart, head, or throat were covered in blood and flesh, as if they had been shot by arrows.

In the flow of notes and killings, Tristan, who looked more like a knight than a bard, sang in a low voice.

"I'm very sad. It's such an exciting moment to meet the king again, why do I have to pull this demon bow with my own hands and take away other people's lives."

"Don't draw the bow if you don't want to. It's not like you have to do it." Lancelot shrugged and mocked.

"That's right, we haven't forgotten what you said at that time." Gareth also said.

Like Mordred, she was the only one wearing a helmet among the knights present, and the only other female knight besides Arturia. The purpose of wearing a helmet is to hide the identity of a woman.

"Do you have the ability to say it again? That sentence - "

"Don't, stop talking, I was wrong."

The hand pulling the demon bow became more urgent, and the chaotic notes showed his confused state of mind. Of course, the enemies outside the oasis fell faster. No matter how Antigonus changed his formation or responded, he could not resist the killing of this invisible arrow.

"Sing the pain, play the cry. 'Failnaught'!"

This is Tristan's Noble Phantasm, which controls the atmosphere through the bow string and shoots arrows of vacuum.

Since there is no need to reload arrows, the speed of shooting is extraordinary, no matter how fast a hero is. It is almost impossible to avoid them all. What's even more frightening is that the demon bow also covers a wide area. With this kind of long-distance shooting, he could suppress an entire army of Antigonus alone.

By this time, Antigonus also knew that nothing could be done and retreated decisively. His mission has been completed. Not only did he force out the two Noble Phantasms of Tristan and Galahad, but he also discovered the decisive fact that the knights can use the Noble Phantasms.

If they ignore it and launch a group charge like last time, they may have been defeated by this time - anyone familiar with Iskandar knows that once his blood gets the best of him, he will definitely rush to the front line without hesitation. Being targeted by a Noble Phantasm like that just now would have disastrous consequences.

However, this problem no longer exists, because the shadow warrior who can give orders on behalf of the king and stop the king's chaos is back.

Not only did he come back, he also brought new strength and new partners.

Now we will never lose no matter what kind of enemy we face.

Antigonus, the god of war, has never been so sure! So did his companions.

At this time, the second order has also been issued.

"Leonatus, take your men to support Antigonus. Perdiccas, you go too!"

PS: Gareth is a female, and she has a solid record in Chapter 6 of FGO. She has respect and love for the Yangtze River - and if I remember correctly, it seems that she usually wears a helmet. Since she has to wear a helmet to cover her face, she must be a beauty that cannot be described as a man. Yangtze River, you are a fool, and you actually killed someone in the end. Gawain, you are also Erque, and you killed her once in Chapter 6. This is your sister, how can you fix it!