Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Yes, there are too many people."

"So all that needs to be done is—"

"Decapitation strike tactics".

"Yes, the target isn't some weaklings like Hephaestion and Eumenes, but the true leader of the 'King's Army'—"

Iskandar.

"Then it's decided. We'll split into two groups. One group will do its utmost to hold back the army and draw their attention, while the other group will break into the army's core as quickly as possible and kill them... Hehe, both groups will be very difficult."

"But you're laughing... Never mind, it's nothing. I'll take care of that side. As for..."

It's impossible for me to fight alongside you, at least not now. I'll have Miyu cooperate with you then.

"Then, take care, Shuoyue."

"You too, don't die, my king."

"Our king blinked, suppressing the ripples in his heart, and turned his face away, his golden hair fluttering."

"Let's go, Miyu-san!"

"Hmm!" Miyu, now a magical girl, flew into the air, unleashing countless magical projectiles to cover the charge towards the flank.

Facing the cavalry of their companions were only Sakuzuki and the two fragile Masters.

"What did Yan Ye say? Does he want to play Tatakai with me?"

"What are you saying, you little brat? I am a Master! What Master would be like a freak like you!" At this point, Kariya didn't care about hiding it anymore and jumped up and down, cursing.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Yan Ye's anxious expression, Shuo Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then waved her hand.

[Projection begins]

Layers of iron spikes spread out from beneath Madam and Yan Ye's feet, protecting them as they soared into the sky, eventually transforming into a towering structure adorned with jagged weapons.

If any foolish cavalrymen were to charge forward, they would surely be riddled with thorns by the towers, which are laden with weapons.

"I've also set up a spatial displacement in mid-air, so you can relax and watch the show from your VIP seats." After ensuring their safety, Shuoyue patted their shoulders, only to be impatiently brushed off. Shuoyue wasn't angry; instead, she stared at the Black Knight for a while, then suddenly said:

"By the way, Kariya."

"Hmm?" Yan Ye poked his head out from the tower.

"Be prepared, your three Command Seals may be lost here."

knew."

After finishing her chores, Shuoyue turned to look at the approaching cavalry, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

"Then, let the party begin!"

Before the last word was uttered, the young man's white robes fluttered, his red clothes billowed, and the black longbow in his hand gleamed.

The spiraling arrow is nocked on the string, aim, and release the string.

"First, here's a little gift—a fake Spiral Sword!"

"Get out of the way!" the two cavalry commanders shouted, but it was too late.

A blazing inferno, like a crimson lotus, erupted among the three thousand cavalrymen!

Chapter 132 Sir, times have changed!

Just before the spiral sword was launched, a black figure impatiently rushed forward.

When the three thousand cavalrymen recovered from the explosion, they were met with an incredibly terrifying beast!

"!" Accompanied by a surge of black energy, he snatched a saber from a cavalryman's hand, swept it back, and cut down several cavalrymen and their horses, sending them flying back to Lingzi. Then, he roared to the sky, and six tail whips suddenly sprang out from behind him, slamming into a fine horse. With a neigh that went from pain to rage, he mounted the horse, brandishing his saber, and carved a bloody path through the enemy's path!

This time, Kariya didn't fight, but instead supplied all his magic power to others. It was because of this that Kuanglan was able to kill and run through the army so recklessly!

"Bang!" "Sizzle!" "Bang!" "Clang!"

Amidst the constant clash of weapons, the knights who were overconfident in their martial skills and engaged in close combat were all sent back to the Throne of Heroes without exception. As the fight progressed, even the weapon in the hands of the Mad Lan was dulled. So he simply used it as a throwing weapon, piercing through the chest of the cavalryman who was attacking from behind, and then grabbed the falling lance and began to swing wildly again!

"Spread out and hold them back!" With Padikas's command, the cavalrymen, whose formation had been disrupted by Mad Lan, spread out in an orderly fashion, forming an encirclement around Mad Lan. They harassed and held him back from a distance, but did not get close to Mad Lan.

At first, he wanted to break through the encirclement with his high mobility, but after his horse was slashed and wounded by the cavalry, he had to slow down. The surrounding cavalry, like hyenas, rushed forward again and surrounded him.

"Guaaaaah!" Kuang Lan tried to break through several times, but was forced back by the raised swords and spears, and could only spin around in agitation.

"Even a cornered beast will fight." Hephaestion sneered and stepped forward, sword in hand.

Even if the cavalry are not strong enough, Hephaestion and Padicas are genuine Heroic Spirits. If they seize the opportunity, even Berserker Lancelot will have to pay a heavy price.

However, he wasn't the only one fighting.

"Let's eat my righteous RPG!"

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening roar, the fragmentation bullet plunged into the vicinity of the cavalry. High-temperature, high-speed steel balls shot out from all directions, riddling everything around them with holes. Although the heroic spirits were unaffected, the impact of the steel balls still sent them sprawling.

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The iron light spread, transforming into a forty-meter-long broadsword which the young man gripped in his hand, his arm veins bulging as he swept it horizontally!

This Plus version of the horse-slaying sword was like death before the naked eye, cutting everything it touched in two with a single stroke. When Shuoyue stopped attacking, there was no obstruction in front of him.

"Hey, Kuanglan, your airdrop is here!" Shuoyue's lips curled into a sinister smile, and she responded with a roar.

Not far away, Weber and Iskandar suddenly realized something and their expressions changed drastically. "Not good! Order the two generals to evacuate, immediately!"

However, it was too late. As the projection magic unfolded layer by layer, countless guns and firearms rained down around Kuang Lan. The commotion was so great that even Hephaestion and Padicas were stunned for a moment.

What is this ghost?

What are these strangely shaped things? Weapons?

They were not heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, and they did not possess modern knowledge, so naturally they were unaware of the risks hidden within these gadgets.

At this moment, two AK47s were already in his hands, stained with black and red patterns.

Given: Lamppost + Knight doesn't die unarmed = D-rank Noble Phantasm.

The question asks: How can a knight not die unarmed?

"Bang bang bang bang!" As the Black Knight pulled the trigger, the demonized bullets spun in the barrel, rubbing against the rifling and sparking. Countless bullets flew out of the muzzle, tearing through the air and shattering the solidified gale.

Amidst the deafening gunfire, the murderous intent, solidified into metal, traversed the long and intense passage of time, howling in and penetrating the bodies of warhorses and soldiers, tearing them to shreds from the inside out.

As a result, countless soldiers fell from their horses, countless warhorses neighed in agony, and countless cavalrymen lost control, turning into a disorganized mess.

This is the answer—

Sir, times have changed!

"Retreat! Retreat!" Hephaestion shouted, his face filled with horror as he stared at the flames spewing from the iron and the thunderous roar that sounded like the wrath of a god, trying to quell the panicked cavalry.

However, as a general, his first priority should have been protecting his own head.

"Just as your Emperor said, the manifested battlefield is a plain. Although you have the advantage due to your larger numbers, there isn't even any cover on this flat ground—how dare you face me?"

A calm whisper sounded behind him, and Hephaestion turned around abruptly. As two streaks of light, one black and one white, flashed by, his expression froze completely.

His head flew into the air, but no blood spurted out. His headless body fell off the horse and, without even a last word, turned into spirit particles and dissipated in the sandstorm.

"Hephaestion!" Perdiccas's eyes widened in fury, but his superior military discipline allowed him to suppress his impulse. He roared, "All cavalry, retreat freely and return to your lines!"

If two large armies clashed, wouldn't the comrades cavalry, whose formation was completely disrupted, be utterly crushed? However, they were only facing two opponents. As long as they could escape their attack range...

Yes, as long as we can escape their attack range—!!!

"The night is silent..." The deathly voice rang out again, and the next moment, darkness fell.

The golden sun hanging above the desert was stripped of its light, and Padikas couldn't help but look up. What came into view was a scene he could not forget even after returning to the Throne of Heroes.

That was a vortex.

Hundreds upon hundreds of swirling vortexes, each containing a luminous inner light and resembling eyes, enveloped these deserters, with the vortexes seemingly leading to some kind of nothingness.

The young man in white robes and red clothes closed his eyes, his hands moving rhythmically, as if he were weaving some kind of large-scale spell, or as if he were playing a final requiem for them.

Finally, he opened his eyes, a dark purple-gold shadow flashing within them.

"My shadow will cover the world."

—That is a shadow that should not exist in the world.

—That is an element that can never be materialized.

Therefore, when it falls, everything will fall into the abyss along with it.

The deep, imaginary curtain descended lightly, and the pocket-like space enveloped and shrouded the remaining cavalry.

As the shadows faded, the vast plain was deserted, save for the silent roar of the black-armored knight and the smiling Death in white robes and red coats, gazing at the army formation ahead.

Hephaestion, Perdiccas, and their three thousand companion cavalry.

Total destruction.

Chapter 133 Barrett Shows His Power!

The new moon.

Despite having only one follower, a human from the present world, Alexander the Great, who had roamed the world, and his soldiers turned pale and tensed up.

ten minutes.

It only took ten minutes...

Those invincible cavalrymen who had achieved countless feats, along with the two most outstanding generals under the emperor, were already heading towards destruction.

Under the menacing power of these two, the morale of the army inevitably suffered a blow.

Waver glanced at the somber faces, finally settling on his servant.

At this moment, Iskandar's rugged face could not hide his grief.

Hephaestion, his best friend...

As if it were destiny, Hephaestion once again left him first.