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Chapter 826: One Man Against a Million Heroic Spirits!
Chapter 826: One Man Against a Million Heroic Spirits!
"Though I walk alone, I can match a million lions!
Even with a mere tens of thousands of Heroic Spirit soldiers, or even a million, I can still fight and win!"
Facing the oncoming wave of Heroic Spirit soldiers, Yecheng showed no signs of retreat. Instead, he brandished his twin blades and charged headlong into the enemy ranks.
With a swift slash of his blades, the dozen or so Heroic Spirit soldiers at the forefront were instantly decapitated.
However, even with Yecheng's brutal assault, the army under the Conqueror's command showed no signs of fear. They continued to charge forward, one after another.
"Loose the arrows!"
As Yecheng repelled the first wave of enemies, a barrage of arrows rained down from the rear of the army.
Thousands of arrows fell from the sky, dense as a sudden downpour. Even the most skilled warrior would find it impossible to dodge in such a situation.
But the soldiers from the 'Royal Army Surge' were Heroic Spirits without Noble Phantasms, so the arrows they fired had limited killing power.
Facing such a dense attack, Yecheng couldn't dodge, but he could easily defend himself using magic or spiritual techniques.
However, Yecheng chose not to do so. Instead, he opted to wield his twin blades to block the onslaught.
With a series of clanging sounds, countless arrows aimed at Yecheng's vital spots were deflected by his blades.
As mentioned before, no matter how skilled a warrior might be, it was impossible to emerge unscathed from such a dense arrow storm.
Most of the arrows aimed at his vital spots were blocked by Yecheng, but for the non-vital areas, he couldn't defend them all.
Because of this, after several consecutive waves of arrows, Yecheng still stood tall in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by piles of corpses and arrows, with numerous arrows lodged in his arms and thighs.
Due to the previous arrow storm, a vacuum zone had formed around Yecheng, and before the next wave of soldiers charged, "The soldiers from the shocked family.
"With the abilities you displayed in your battle against the Primordial King, you should have easily withstood those arrow storms.
Is this behavior a sign of disrespect for my army?"
The Conqueror took great pride in his army, and to be frank, Yecheng's dismissive attitude infuriated Iskandar.
"Disrespect? No, no, it's quite the opposite. It's precisely because of the awe-inspiring nature of this army that I've decided to do this.
We are all warriors, and hand-to-hand combat is our forte. Using large-scale magic to defeat enemies is somewhat dishonorable and against the warrior's code.
So, in the upcoming battle, I will rely solely on my physical strength and martial skills, without resorting to magic or other powers, to crush your army.
Whether I fall on the battlefield or your unmatched army is conquered by me, let the outcome of this battle reveal the answer!"
Hearing Yecheng's explanation, the Conqueror was momentarily stunned. His unmatched army indeed lacked Noble Phantasms and had no knowledge of magic.
But he never expected that, in the pursuit of a fair fight, Yecheng would also refrain from using his formidable mana and magic.
"What a display of valor and spirit! I can assure you that in another era, he would undoubtedly be a renowned hero, leaving his mark in history.
"From afar, Saber and Lancelot, having heard the conversation between Yecheng and the Conqueror, were filled with admiration.
Although they were renowned knights and heroes in history, compared to Yecheng's current demeanor and martial prowess, they were clearly outshone.
Challenging an entire army and forsaking one's greatest advantage was not something an ordinary hero could accomplish. It was either the act of a madman or a display of absolute confidence in one's abilities.
Unlike Saber and Lancelot, who were in awe of Yecheng's bravery, Medea had a different perspective.
In her eyes, Yecheng was being reckless. What was the point of discussing martial ethics with the enemy? Victory was all that mattered. When faced with tens of thousands of enemies against one person, was that not the epitome of martial ethics? If Yecheng were to find himself at a disadvantage during the charge, Medea would not hesitate to unleash her Dragon Fang Battalion without regard for martial ethics.
The agreement was made by Yecheng, not Medea, and she cared not for his reputation. As long as Yecheng gained fame, it was enough for her.
In short, she could not allow Yecheng to encounter any mishaps, even if it meant giving up the Holy Grail.
However, Medea's concerns were unnecessary. Although it seemed an impossible feat to match the martial arts and physical strength of tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits, for Yecheng, it was not an impossible task.
After several waves of arrow showers, Yecheng's body, once again, burst forth like a leopard, charging towards the enemy formation in an instant.
Indeed, facing an overwhelming disadvantage of few against many, Yecheng did not choose to wait and rest but instead took the initiative to attack!
As he reached the enemy formation, the Conqueror, who was commanding the battle from the rear, raised his longsword and shouted instructions: "Front row, raise your shields!"
With the Conqueror's command, the Heroic Spirit soldiers in the front row immediately raised their seemingly sturdy shields, forming a double-layered defense to counter the oncoming charge.
Conqueror Iskandar was renowned more for his leadership and command abilities than his personal combat skills.
His exceptional leadership, combined with his charismatic presence, ensured his army's unwavering success in every battle.
"Night God Style, Fourth Style - Breaking the Army!"
As his arm holding the longsword bulged with veins, Yecheng unleashed his stored power with a swift swing of his blade.
Within the gaps of the shield formation, spears thrust forward, but Yecheng's agile movements evaded them all.
In the instant his blade slashed out, a torrent of raging air transformed into a crescent-shaped slash, slicing horizontally.
The moment the slash hit the shields, a unified "crack" sounded, and the shield formation in front of Yecheng split into two halves instantly!
(End of Chapter)"
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