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As he said this, cheers of support rang out from the army behind him: "Caesar! Caesar! Caesar!"

"Do you hear these voices? The world is calling me, Rome is calling me, and I must respond to their call!"

Caesar's eyes lit up blood-red. "Is there anyone in this world more magnificent than me? No, and your Caesar has returned. Live on your knees or lie down and die!"

Nero finally believed that the man in front of him was Caesar.

There is nothing much to say next. Both sides rode back to the camp, ready for the fierce battle that would begin in the next moment.

And just when they were halfway back to the camp, suddenly, an arrow, whose origin was completely unknown, shot straight towards the trees where they were riding their horses back to the camp.

Arjuna, the Archer, was the first to discover the arrow, but the terrain was an open plain, and the nearest forest that could hide a person was at least one kilometer away, which meant that the arrow was shot from there.

This is not an arrow that can be shot by human power, and the speed of this arrow has not decreased at all after flying such a long distance.

Zhao Yun heard the sound of breaking air and raised the tip of his spear slightly.

He could have intercepted it at this distance, but was stopped by his Master.

"Isn't this a good opportunity?"

Yes, this is a perfect opportunity to test Caster. Whether the assassin who shoots the arrow succeeds or not is irrelevant to them.

Everyone was on standby, watching as spectators, while Lin Shu, the person involved, seemed to be completely unaware. This was not because he was careless.

But the arrow's speed and force were so great that it was difficult for anyone other than the Heroic Spirit and their shared Master to detect it.

"Well, things are getting interesting." The girl said this while combing her tail that was placed at the base of her legs.

"Xiaoyu, how's it going?"

"Well, everything is OK!" The fox girl turned her head and looked at her master, who was also a girl, and a complete novice. This made Tamamonomae couldn't help but sigh. Her wish was to be a good wife, tears.

But even so, she still intends to complete her Servant's work well and protect her Master.

"Tama, why are we hiding here and not going out?" asked the master called Hui by Tamamonomae.

"Well, for various reasons. First of all, as a Caster, I'm not a very strong combat character."

"So Xiaoyu is weak?"

"Well... Caster has many advantages too. Just leave the positional warfare to me."

"Yeah." The other party answered cheerfully.

This made Tamamonomae sigh, feeling helpless. "But having said that, the other Heroic Spirits summoned this time are truly too strong. Compared to them, I'm really outshined. I used to be quite confident in myself."

With a wave of the fox girl's hand, the mirror returned to the fierce battlefield at the moment. The armies on both sides were like waves on the sea, rushing towards the intersection and then violently colliding with each other. Among them, there was naturally a particularly conspicuous existence.

Zhao Zilong with silver spear and white horse.

The man simply wielded a silver spear, charging left and right, tearing the enemy's formation apart with ease, like piercing a piece of white paper. No one within ten feet dared to approach him, and wherever he passed, the enemy simply threw down their armor. These soldiers brought by Caesar were actually fake beings resurrected from the dead by Solomon's power. They should not have felt any fear, but they stood still, unable to get close.

Zhao Yun's spear technique is called Baiwu Chaofeng Spear, which was taught to Tong Yuan, a famous martial artist in the Three Kingdoms period. He is from the same school as Zhang Xiu, the spear king of the north. Everyone should know that the spear is advantageous in horse battles because of its length, but it is true that an inch longer is an inch stronger, but long weapons also have the disadvantage of being difficult to retract. However, Zhao Yun's spear is as thin and dense as a thread, and water cannot penetrate it. Even Scathach on the other end couldn't help but praise it when she saw it.

“I didn’t expect this man’s marksmanship to be so accomplished.

Scathach swung the spear, turning it twice effortlessly, and the magic spear in her hand had already eliminated the enemy in front of her with a single blow. She glanced at the enemy who disappeared into black air with her blood-red eyes and said, "Is it only the debris abandoned by "death" due to the burning of time that is pouring out like this? It seems that something quite troublesome has been left here..."

If these two Heroic Spirits were considered strong and conventional, then the Heroic Spirit on the other side of the battle line, wielding the Rainbow Sword, was incredibly strong. The resurrected soldiers before her couldn't even put up a fight before being mowed down like grass, a sight that left her Master, Elaine, furious.

"I clearly told her to hide her strength!" Elaine bit her lips tightly, but she felt that if she complained to Attila like this, he would definitely look at her with a puzzled and innocent expression: "I have retained my strength as you said.

It must be like this!

Arrows flew from the sky, but they could not stop Attila's sword-wielding attack. On the contrary, there was Archer Arjuna in his camp.

The enemies in front of Attila were wiped out, and the road to the enemy commander was clear without any obstacles.

The enemy camp's flags were already visible, as was Caesar, who was sitting on his tall horse, holding a sword and looking solemn. After noticing the movement here, he had already drawn his sword.

"Ah, do I have to do it myself?" Caesar raised his sword, which gleamed in the sun.

This sword was forged by Vulcan, the god of blacksmiths. Because it is too powerful, it will cause damage when it is struck, so Caesar rarely uses it. However, facing such a powerful enemy, he had to take action.

"I acknowledge your strength. You have even reached the presence of Caesar, the ruler of Rome. This is a commendation. Rejoice!" Caesar shouted, raising his sword high. "Then die with such joy."

His eyes turned blood red.

"I came, I saw, I conquered, 'Yellow's Death'!

After Caesar releases his true name, his treasured weapon, Yellow's Death, has a powerful judgment of hitting the enemy with one strike. Even a Heroic Spirit with evasion skills cannot avoid this move. Then, according to the judgment of the luck value, it will continue to make additional attacks on the enemy until the judgment fails. Under this sword called Yellow's Death, the ending is truly death.

——That’s how it should be.

But the silver-haired girl standing in front of him easily took his brilliant sword strike, coldly and without a trace of emotion.

"This..." Even the battle-hardened Caesar was shocked.

It was not because of the fact that the silver-haired girl took his sword, but because of her calmness, as if she had not used her full strength at all.

"How can this be!"

But this was reality. Without using any Noble Phantasms, Caesar's confidence was completely shattered with just this one, unassuming blow. Attila stared back at him with eyes even redder than his own, and in a voice only he could hear, he said, "Death, you undead spirit who tarnishes the path of civilization."

The rainbow sword in her hand pierced Caesar's chest without a sound.

There was no bloody scene. Instead, Caesar's body simply disintegrated from the feet down. However, Caesar continued to gaze at the woman with his crimson eyes, and said in a voice filled with madness and mockery, "So, it's you, the destroyer of civilization, the world-destroying giant. Compared to me, your existence deserves to be annihilated..."

Caesar's voice ended, destroyed and torn along with his body.

Attila just silently put away her sword, stood on the flat grassland, and looked at the distant horizon, as if something there was calling her.

The gentle breeze on the grassland blew her hair and hair scarf, making her as serene as an oil painting, but no one present could probably associate her with the girl in an ordinary landscape painting.

Attila, the Scourge of God, the destroyer of civilization, her existence is a disaster.

And now, Nero, who had no idea what this guy would do to Rome in the future, was very happy to see her defeat the famous Caesar. He announced loudly in front of everyone: "Well, you are really good. What I need is warriors like you. Especially defeating the fake Saber made me appreciate your bravery. I am so moved! I want to reward you. Is there anything you want? As long as I can do it,

There is absolutely no problem. As the commander of the army, Lin Shu naturally rode with Nero at this time.

He had already figured out a little bit about the emperor's personality. She was the kind of person who would brag when she had nothing to do, but that didn't mean she was stupid. When she felt regretful, she would say, "Oh, my head is starting to hurt again," or "No problem, I promise you, we'll do this after we recover the entire empire's territory!"

If you really believe what she says, you will have to wait.

But Attila's answer to her was: "Civilization...destruction..."

"Hmm?" Nero turned around with a confused expression, wondering who could translate what he meant.

Anyone who knew Attila's identity wouldn't think this was a blessing, so her Master's face immediately turned pale. She didn't intend to fall out with Nero, the protagonist of the play, at such an opening. She quickly argued, "No, Attila meant..."

But she frowned and could not say a word to defend herself. She could only bite her lips tightly and could not answer.

Just as Nero was feeling bewildered, Lin Shu, who had stopped on his horse beside her, finally spoke up: "Saber just said that those who destroyed the civilization of the Roman Empire will be destroyed."

"Oh, so it's a victory message." Nero suddenly understood.

Attila's master, Elaine, also nodded quickly. She looked up at Lin Shu, as if to thank him for his help.

But before she could maintain this mood for even a second, Lin Shu's words immediately exposed his intentions: "Watching today's battle, Saber's abilities are truly astonishing. Nero, I think you should appoint Saber as the assault captain of the entire army. With her around, we will surely be able to recapture all of Rome in no time."

Seeing Lin Shu's lips curled up and he said this, Elaine felt a chill in her heart -

This guy is planning to use me as cannon fodder.

228 The humiliating Minamoto no Raikou!

With the defeat of Caligula and Caesar, Nero led his army, with the help of Lin Shu and others, and easily captured the city of Florence.

Before this, this was the base of Caesar after he was resurrected by Solomon's power, so Nero encountered some resistance when he attacked.

But what is shocking is that, apart from the garrisons left by Caesar, a large part of the rest are private soldiers recruited by the nobles without authorization.

They had long been dissatisfied with Nero's rule, but now they had to kneel before the emperor and beg for her forgiveness.

"It was all Caesar, no, that traitor Caesar, who forced us. We were forced to do this by his sword. Wise emperor, please forgive us."

Facts have proved that the moral integrity of the nobles is actually the same in all eras and regions.

This really made Nero laugh. She had originally planned to follow the path Lin Shu had planned for her...

It would be fine if we could just reasonably levy the other party's assets.

But when they said this, Nero held his head, which suddenly started to hurt, and waved his hand: "I thought you were just a bunch of cowardly fools, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable that you would even sell your souls.

The name of the great Caesar is not something you can sully. Drag them all out and hang them!"

Although Nero kept calling the other party a fat man and a fake,

But that was because she was the emperor and had such privileges, and this also proved the status of the name Caesar in her heart, which was difficult to describe in words. Now if this group of nobles, who had already made her unhappy, spoke up, Nero would send them to the gallows without saying a word.

"My head hurts so much. I need to go to sleep for a while. I'll leave the rest to you." Nero said to Lin Shu.

"it is good."

Lin Shu nodded immediately.

As for Lin Shu himself, he was responsible for staying behind to take care of the remaining work.

Hanging these nobles was just a small matter. Next, he had to confiscate a large number of manors. The supplies would be used as military expenses, and the able-bodied men and the nobles' private soldiers would be used as laborers.

Just when I was thinking about which family I should attack today, or whether I should fan the flames and provoke others to fight.

Lin Shu never expected that before he could cause trouble for others, trouble would find him first.

Because Nero had just invaded Florence, the entire city was under martial law. Ordinary people were not allowed to go out at night, and soldiers loyal to Nero were patrolling the surrounding area to prevent small groups from causing chaos.

Lin Shu led a team of people to search houses door to door.

He suddenly heard several short, muffled sounds coming from outside the carriage at the same time.

The sounds were uniform and were silently extinguished without any screams or warnings.

It’s an enemy attack, and it’s an expert!

Lin Shu quickly realized this and frowned. Then, he used one hand to stop Jing Mo from sticking her head out of the carriage to take a look.

In front of them, a Japanese samurai sword was inserted straight through the wooden boards.

The sharp blade was only a few inches away from the girl's nose.

Jingmi widened her eyes and quickly turned her head to look at Lin Shu, only to see that the latter was looking forward very calmly. The entire frame was smashed into pieces by the stabbing samurai sword in the next second, and then a woman's face was revealed among the wood chips.

Her long black hair fluttered in the night wind, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was inconsistent with that of a murderer. If there was anything particularly impressive, it was probably the pair of stunning breasts on her chest.

Just as the other party raised the samurai sword and swung it down at their heads, Lin Shu suddenly raised his hand and blocked her attack.

Lin Shu and Jingmi jumped down from the broken carriage and quickly distanced themselves from the other party.