Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

A trace of technical school appeared on Sun Ce's face.

In his eyes, the resistance of this group of people seemed meaningless.

In Sun Ce's mind, it was probably just a game.

Looking at the battle in the distance, Sun Ce said to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "You don't need to fight this kind of enemy, just watch me fight. If something goes wrong, remember to support me."

After saying that, he gave Fujimaru Ritsuka a hearty smile.

Jump down.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't understand why this guy had such a hearty smile.

Is it just because of the youthful nature?

"Is there really no need to fight?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru asked for advice from Da Vinci and others who were sitting on the table.

Mashu also looked over.

"unnecessary."

Holmes gave the answer.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka was still a little hesitant.

Looking at Leonardo da Vinci, his eyes were gloomy and I didn't know what he was thinking.

Said: "Let's wait and see what happens. It's best to conserve your energy."

"There's a familiar feeling here, that kind of aura, a familiarity..."

Chaldean temperament.

Leonardo didn't say it.

I always feel that in some ways, this place is far more evil than Chaldea.

The evil side is not just the Yellow Turban Army.

But is this feeling right?

Geniuses will trust their own feelings, but if there are too many chips in reality, they will still feel doubtful.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka has also received the reminder.

"Then let's observe for a while, conserve our energy, and prevent ourselves from being attacked. We need to be prepared."

Ritsuka Fujimaru maintained a truce.

However, Sun Ce had already dragged his huge anchor and rushed to the bottom of the city wall.

"not good!"

"master!"

Don Quixote and Nissan both noticed Sun Ce who suddenly rushed out.

Don Quixote pushed the soldier who had just climbed up out with force.

Nissan reached the front of the city wall faster because there was no enemy to distract him.

Wave the scepter in your hand.

Use the power of magic to strengthen the city walls.

The magic of the Taiping Sect combined with the magic in Don Quixote.

The city walls became impenetrable.

At this time, Sun Ce's huge anchor also hit the city wall with a clang.

Defended.

The city walls were motionless.

Nissan breathed a sigh of relief.

Don Quixote also had time turned back.

Bang!

Another impact.

The huge anchor in Sun Ce's hand was like a battering ram.

The city wall shook violently.

Nissan hurriedly tried to use his second magic.

Bang!

An arrogant smile broke out on Sun Ce's face.

Like a heavy hammer.

The county town wall, which was not very strong to begin with, was subsequently breached.

A huge hole appeared on the city wall.

Demon engines and soldiers poured out instantly.

"Damn it."

Is a powerful enemy.

Generals like this possess enormous energy.

Don Quixote knew this.

But I didn't expect that there would be someone more powerful than I believed.

"Everyone, retreat the city walls."

Don Quixote immediately gave the order.

Someone who likes to read knight novels naturally knows a lot about battle arrangements.

Therefore, in this case, Don Quixote can also guide everyone to make the right choice.

But soon, a huge and obviously elite army poured into the city.

massacre.

A one-sided massacre.

The sudden attack caught the Taiping Sect, which already lacked combat experience, off guard.

Although after so many days, the Taiping Sect has already become accustomed to many battles.

But the battle to defend the city was relatively too passive.

If you can't maintain your offensive posture all the time, it will cause headaches for the enemy.

Then the party that becomes the guardian will be restricted by the attacker.

The attacker must also be stronger than you in terms of military strength.

Inexperienced men met frenzied soldiers.

"Damn it!"

Don Quixote held his spear tightly.

"Sancho, protect yourself."

As he spoke, Don Quixote continued to move forward.

As long as he wants to fight, Don Quixote will never get tired.

The comrades around him died one by one.

The city is getting smaller and smaller.

Being forced back step by step.

Especially the man holding the anchor, he looked like a monster.

Fight, just fight.

Using its huge anchor, it constantly crushes people into pieces.

This is what Sun Ce did.

Even Don Quixote looked on with horror.

How could an old knight who had never been to a war have seen such a cruel scene?

But the more cruel, the more important the spirit of chivalry.

"You deserve to die."

Don Quixote looked at the man in front of him angrily.

He looks like a cheerful young man.

But the bloodstains had already told people what he really was.

Definitely not a good person.

Even a thug.

A guy who would kill others on the battlefield and keep laughing.

They even deliberately break people's hands and feet.

Finally watching others die.

Or tease a fighter who wants to save his teammates.

Along the way, Don Quixote has seen too much of this guy's performance.

And now.

Back against the city wall.

There were less than thirty soldiers left.

Don Quixote stood before him.

Behind him is a small cave.

Because of the existence of Zhang Jue, the Taiping Sect is best at digging tunnels.

Women, children, the elderly, and those who have hope can escape through the tunnels.

But this does not mean that they are all cowards, but because this is for the flowers of hope to bloom in the future.

Someone has to sacrifice, but there are also people who can keep hope alive.

Wait for the right time to act.

Although Don Quixote could not guarantee whether the group of people behind the tunnel could survive safely.

The Han Dynasty’s army also had many means.

But there must always be a flame burning.

There must also be hope of preservation.

As long as there is a chance of survival, they must fight.

"Enough comrades have died."

Suddenly a big man said, "We can't retreat, so just give up!"

"Now it's you who should die!"

"Revenge, move forward, great and wise teacher forever!"

"Huang Tian should stand."

As he spoke, the big man held a spear in his hand.