Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 797
On Ren's side, he was obsessed with beauty, was obsessive, and lived a depraved life with the Queen of the Demon Realm, but Artoria on the other side was not idle.

In East Village, the sun is rising.

The blue sky is as beautiful as crystal, the bright morning light breaks people's dreams, the drowsiness and drowsiness are blown away by the cool wind in the early morning, and the open space at the head of the village soon becomes extremely noisy and full of people.

In the past few days, thanks to the efforts of Baimao, Tranquility, Cursed Wrist Hassan and other mountain men, the mountain warriors hiding in the mountains have gathered and set up camp around Dongzhi Village.

There are a lot of people, adding up to 2 people, all young and middle-aged.

Of course, these are also the last forces that can fight in this singularity that is on the verge of destruction. More women, children, old, weak, sick and disabled have no fighting power at all because they don’t have enough to eat.

"Command, the whole army gathers!"

Arturia was wearing silver knight armor, standing on a small slope in front of the barracks with a dignified expression, giving orders.

The men of the mountain of the Assassin Cult were all assassins, and they were not good at leading troops in battle, and they cursed their wrists. Baimao asked her, King Arthur, to take over the command, but she did not refuse.

"As ordered!"

More than a dozen generals of the people of the mountain responded immediately.

They ran down and gathered the soldiers who had already had breakfast and wandered around the barracks.

The efficiency was very high, and the soldiers were assembled after half an hour.

They were all dressed in tough clothes, with resolute expressions on their faces. The slightly crude armor and blades on their bodies glowed coldly in the sun, and a bloody and iron aura suddenly rushed towards their faces!

In particular, the look in their eyes that sees death as home is moving.

Although the training time is short and the army formation is not neat, it is by no means a mob.

"Are you about to start moving?"

Da Vinci walked up to the King of Knights with a star staff in his hand. Her blue eyes looked at this army composed of Saracens, "This army seems to be well trained. .”

"The training is still insufficient, but the morale is available, and it's okay to fight with the wind."

Artoria said lightly, a classic blue battle dress swaying in the wind, making her look heroic.

Da Vinci asked curiously: "What about the battle against the wind?"

"No, this time our enemies are golems made by the Lion King and half-heroic knights. The living conditions of the Saracens are difficult. No matter the equipment or quality of the soldiers, they are not as good as the soldiers in the holy capital. The absolute gap in strength cannot be made up."

"In order to protect their homeland, relatives and friends, they were ordinary people who mustered up the courage to step on the battlefield... Hearing you say that, oh, they might be sad."

Da Vinci sighed pretending to be sad, but his eyes have been quietly paying attention to the girl's reaction. She is very concerned about the if of this knight king who is more peculiar than the lion king.

It is a rare new species, so it is natural to take a good look at it.

"In a way, I admire their courage and determination to protect their homeland. This belief shines like a star."

Artoria looked serious and her eyes were calm, "That's why I can't act emotionally. I must estimate their combat effectiveness as objectively as possible and make tactical arrangements that match their strength level, so as to prevent their sacrifices in vain."

"Oh? That's really strange. I thought that you would fulfill their courage and sacrifice and send them to the worst battlefield.

Lead them, guide them, sing generously and elegiacly, go forward indomitably, until the blood stains the battlefield!Make the most of that sense of sacrifice and faith.

Just like, the Lion King disregarded the will of the people, and carried out the ideal of chivalry to the highest peak—building a utopian holy city, using the holy gun to store 500 souls with innocent souls, and keeping the fire of mankind until the end of the world! "

After Da Vinci finished speaking, he stared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to see through the girl's heart.

Artoria was silent for a while, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, the blood-stained flag, and the hill of Kamran where the corpses piled up seemed to appear before her eyes again...

"You're right, I used to be that kind of king, abandoning all personal relationships, being just and strict, protecting Britain with an attitude almost like a martyr, and practicing the ideal of chivalry.

me at that time.

I can't see Tristan's intolerance and wavering towards the oppression of the villagers.

I can't see the loneliness of Guinevere staying alone in the empty room.

Don't see Morgan's jealousy and resentment.

Mordred's longing for affection and approval from his father is missing.

Also don't see people being overwhelmed...

I ignore all wavering, weakness, selfish desires... burn like torches in the night, and people like moths.

I used ideals and beliefs as fire to dispel the darkness, and used this brilliance to attract countless people, making them fly to the torch one after another until their bodies and souls were burned.

I didn't look back at those who couldn't keep up, and I didn't waver. I practiced my path and ideals wholeheartedly, until Camelot was also destroyed in blood. "

Her hair was dancing, and the knight girl looked up at the sky, revealing a beautiful and fair face. Her voice was clear and sweet, like a clear spring flowing on the bluestone, echoing in the hearts of the listeners bit by bit.

Time has precipitated and healed the pain of the past, but there is still a trace of deep sadness in the girl's holy blue eyes.

Occasionally showing a weak look makes people feel distressed, but it is fleeting, and the King of Knights quickly regained his dignified posture.

The girl's words made Da Vinci's heart flutter, and she rarely showed a sincere smile:

"what about now?"

"Now, I think, it's brave for soldiers to resolutely step on the battlefield for the sake of their homeland and their loved ones, but they must also think, how nice it would be if they were lucky enough to survive in the end.

Because wives and children are still waiting for them to return home safely, and parents still need them to take care of them... These are the most normal thoughts of people.

So, I hope they come back alive. "

Artoria said in a calm tone.

The soldiers died in the siege, and they really died. After the singularity was repaired, they would also die due to various "accidents". This is what Renn told her.

The girl was very calm, but Da Vinci could hear the unspeakable tenderness in her heart.

She empathizes with the soldiers, values ​​their courage, and does not ignore their concern for their families.

Daphne Qi asked curiously:

"But war is not a child's play, and sacrifices are inevitable. This time you are the commander in chief, responsible for commanding the siege. How do you plan to arrange these Saracens?"

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, the King of Knights commanded the entire army, which Hassan and the Egyptian side had already discussed.

Laer had no objection to this. In fact, the Pharaoh rarely led troops to fight on the front line. On the contrary, the King of Knights almost always went to the front line, so he was the most suitable candidate for the commander.

"I'm going to let the people of the mountain attack the flank of the holy capital, as a diversion, to reduce the number of victims as much as possible." Artoria replied calmly.

"Then who is responsible for the frontal attack?"

"Army of Egypt."

After Da Vinci heard this answer, he asked another sharp question:

"However, the Egyptian warriors will suffer heavy losses when attacking the city, and they also have family members. What is the difference between this and the Saracens who sacrificed here?"

"Of course there is. The Egyptian army is a regular army. It has fought against the Hittites before. It is well-trained and experienced. It is more suitable for fighting against serious knights, and the sacrifice will be relatively less."

The Egyptian side is the main force, which Artoria has to admit.

Hassans are assassins, and the Mountain People's army is basically made up of young men from various villages. How do they train?

To be able to pull out an army is already the skill of Manjushou and Baimao.

In contrast, Egypt has tens of thousands of regular troops and a sphinx army. Ozymandias is the top heroic spirit who holds the Holy Grail...

It's no wonder that the Lion King regarded the people of the mountain as worthless before and didn't care, but regarded Egypt as a thorn in his side.

Da Vinci smiled slightly:
"Knight King, let me be picky, whichever side attacks the city will suffer heavy losses, and the Egyptian army will suffer less losses than the people of the mountain.

This is unfair to the Egyptians. Why not sacrifice more Saracens and save more Egyptian lives?

Your arrangement, born of a desire to reduce sacrifice, is humane to the people of the mountain, but to the Egyptian it is no different from a cold choice based on reason. "

She stared at the young girl in front of her, wanting to see how the ideal king who was praised as perfect, just and ideal in history would answer this somewhat heartbreaking question.

"You're right, but unfortunately, my ability is limited, and I can't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, because I'm not a perfect king."

King Dumao admitted frankly that he was not capable enough, and spread his hands, "Also, you're nitpicking, right? You can do it."

Da Vinci: "..."

This... is not right.

Shouldn't she look guilty, or say that this is a necessary sacrifice, and that she is also in pain, entangled, or something like that?
Da Vinci also wants to bar:

"But many people say that you are a perfect king. How can you favor the people of the mountains and sacrifice more Egyptian soldiers? You should treat them equally and fairly."

"There is no such thing as a perfect king, a perfect kingly way, anyone who thinks this way is out of his mind.

Moreover, people have relatives and estrangements. I don’t know Egyptians well. I live in Dongzhi Village, so what’s wrong with preferring people from mountains? "

Da Vinci: "..."

She was scolded for showing off her brain.

"But, if you do this, you won't be afraid of the Sun King..."

Artoria interrupted her with a wave of her hand: "It's nothing but, since Ozymandias has handed over the command to me, I will arrange the specific battle plan.

The life of the Saracens is no more noble than that of the Egyptians, but the army on the Egyptian side is more elite and more suitable for attacking the city.

Also, don't try any more, I'm very busy and don't have time to accompany you here! "

Da Vinci: "..."

was seen.

It's not easy to collect some information.

I feel that although this knight king has changed a lot, he is still a kind and upright person in essence, and he is less rigid.

Moreover, the ability to hate people is also much stronger...

Artoria straightened out the army formation, looked at a group of soldiers in front of her and said loudly: "Get rid of the camp! The target is the territory of Egypt!
Baimao, Serenity Hassan, you, as scouts, are at the forefront to explore and guide the route. "

"Obey!" ×2
Hassan, Baimao and Tranquility, subconsciously stood up straight, looked at each other, turned on "breath blocking", and left the camp first.

In fact, the Holy Capital side has already shrunk its troops, and there is very little possibility of an ambush, but it is customary to send out scouts before the army pulls out.

"Arash, Bedivere, the two of you lead the rear army to escort the food needed for these few days, and be careful of the attacks of monsters along the way."

"Obey!" ×2
After receiving the order, the great heroes Arash and Xiaobei ran to the supply unit of the barracks, and began to call the militiamen to carry the food and grass.

"Take it easy, take it easy."

"Hold up and tie it up, don't worry."

The two men resisted and threw the rice bag into the car while commanding the militia.

They were not in a hurry to set off. Although there was a saying that the soldiers and horses went ahead without food and grass, but this time they belonged to the supply troops and followed the army, and the food was located at the rear of the army.

"The curse wrist will continue to stay in Dongzhi Village to protect the villagers. Just arrive at the battlefield in time before the decisive battle. The Chinese army will follow me..."

Orders were issued in an orderly manner, and the entire East Village was running at high speed like a clockwork machine.

It was orderly and there was no confusion.

Half an hour later, Arturia saw that the former army had assembled and prepared, and glanced at Da Vinci, who was leisurely leisurely:
"free?"

"Ah I……"

"You are in charge of the former army, after all, you are a heroic spirit."

"But, I don't know how to lead troops to fight."

Da Vinci said a little embarrassedly, although she is an omnipotent genius, but an omnipotent genius...doesn't know how to command an army.

"It doesn't matter, the former army is to find the way for the large army. I didn't arrange many people this time. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to command. If the saints are in ambush, just hold on and don't be caught. I will lead the Chinese army Timely support."

"Sounds like bait..."

"No, it's cannon fodder." Artoria corrected.

"..."

Da Vinci was speechless for a moment.

It's too stingy, she was assigned to the cannon fodder after a few barrages before.

Moreover, how does it feel that the way she speaks is so like someone.

Da Vinci's face twitched, and he asked, "Well, what's your relationship with the soldier? His girlfriend?"

Artoria shook her head, pulled a silver thread around her neck with her fingers, and pulled out a crystal pendant that was crystal clear and exuded blue light from her chest.

There are a few lines of small characters on the pendant. Da Vinci has sharp eyes and saw that it says:

Happy birthday, I gave it to my lovely sister. The pendant is named "Heart Like Still Water", which means--I wish you to stay away from all troubles and harassment from bullies and idiots in the future.

Da Vinci: "..."

Although she got the answer, she always felt offended...

Arturia calmly put the pendant back.

This is not the first time. In the main world, many people inquired about the specific relationship between her and Ren, and then he specially got this pendant...

The almighty genius didn't ask anything this time, and silently walked towards the cannon fodder unit with his staff... Cough, the former army unit.

After the former army set off, seeing that there was still some time, Artoria looked at Miss R who was standing aside with loose long hair:
"Medusa, are you still angry?"

"Call me Anna."

Sister R still wears a blindfold to cover her magic eyes, and her voice is cool and sweet.

She folded her arms around her chest, standing in the sun, her tight-fitting clothing outlined a devil-like figure, especially her long legs in black boots, which were particularly eye-catching.

"You like the name very much?"

"This name is very common, but at least it belongs to me."

Artoria heard something, because Anna has become Ren's elf, but she can say something secret: "What is your state now?"

She felt that Anna seemed very lonely... No, she was disconnected, lacking support or support.

"My connection with the main body on the Seat of Heroes is completely broken."

Originally, after the death of a Servant clone of a heroic spirit, the soul would return to the seat of the heroic spirit.

But Medusa can feel that after waking up, she has become an elf, and after death, her soul will only return to the imprinted space in Ren's hand with the contract.

And if Ren died, her soul would dissipate directly instead of returning to the Heroic Seat, and she would no longer be a clone of the Heroic Spirit Medusa.

Arturia was a little curious: "Then will this affect your heroic body?"

"What effect can it have? The so-called Servant is nothing more than a copy of the heroic spirit's memory, character, ability, habits... an incomplete fake fabricated.

My soul is also a copy, even if I am independent, for her on the Throne of Heroes, she just read one less book. "

Medusa's voice was indifferent.

After the Servant's soul is recovered by the Heroic Seat, it is not integrated into the body of the Heroic Spirit, but turned into a book that can be read by the Heroic Spirit.

It is precisely because it is not integrated into the heroic body, if it is copied and summoned as a servant again, there will be no memory of the last time.

Because the copied "content" is still based on the ontology, but does not include the book.

A typical example is Xiao Mo, she accompanied Fujimaru Tachika and Mash all the way in the fourth singularity, and they had a good relationship, but Xiao Mo in the sixth singularity would not remember them, and would not be soft when he wanted to kill them.

The same goes for Siegfried, who appeared in the first singularity.

Sister R's independence will not affect the Heroic Spirit itself, but for herself...

"I'm just an incomplete copy, and now I've cut off the connection with the main body, so what's the meaning of my existence?"

Medusa took off her blindfold, revealing a pair of eyes as beautiful as amethyst.

Her face is as white as jade, her face is world-renowned, and her soft hair is also scattered, dancing with the wind.

It's just that when she looked down at her hands, her eyes were a little dazed.

Lost her identity as the Gorgon Medusa, what else is left of her?
"Didn't he have a good talk with you?" Looking at Medusa who was in a state of confusion, King Dumao frowned.

He was also too irresponsible. After the abduction, he didn't even have a proper talk with his elf, but went to hook up with the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows.

Medusa sneered: "What are you talking about? Hehe, he is busy making love with that queen. As his elf, I can vaguely feel a little bit of his consciousness. He has been very high recently.

Playing songs every night, not afraid of dying in a woman's belly. "

Dumb King: "..."

This is actually her fault.

The scabbard Avalon has been in his body for a long time, and some mutations have occurred, and the healing and recovery capabilities have greatly increased.

No matter how much he tosses and consumes, he will be able to return to normal the next day...

Medusa seemed to think of something and blinked:

"However, he seems to have said once that the next world will make some specific arrangements for me, asking me to be the Snake Princess of Nine Snake Island and replace the Pirate Queen."

I forgot about it for a while, it seems that I have wronged him...

(End of this chapter)