Emiya dragged his tired body walking on the battlefield. The entire war zone was silent. Apart from the crows that flew down from the sky to eat, the entire snowy field was filled with the thick smell of corpses and blood. Even heavy snow could not cover up the strong smell of blood. What does it mean to have rivers of blood? This is what it means to have rivers of blood. Even the ground beneath Emiya's feet was sticky. On the entire battlefield, Shirou didn't see a single intact corpse. Following the moonlight, Emiya wanted to escape from this area. He didn't want to stay in such a place any longer, for he was afraid that he would go crazy. But, things don't always go as planned. Even after walking for a night, Emiya was still surrounded by a sea of corpses, not to mention the fact that the scope of this war was extremely wide. Emiya found that no matter which direction he went, he would encounter tents from both sides.
There are hundreds of people on duty at each position. There was no way Emiya could get through the heavily guarded camp. Helplessly, Emiya found himself completely surrounded by both armies like a trapped beast. The places that are not connected to each other are basically blocked by cliffs. A cliff that reached up to the sky stood before Emiya. Even if Emiya used his breathing technique to run on the wall, he couldn't reach such a high cliff. And Emiya also witnessed the result of hundreds of thousands of troops fighting in such a snowy field. The whole scene was horrific, with corpses everywhere. He also found people wearing animal skins, frozen like ice sculptures, at many small battlefields. And some people wearing light armor were cut in half almost in an instant. It seemed that this was the result of the generals of both sides slaughtering people everywhere. Emiya did not make any comments on these murderers. This was a war, not the peaceful era in which he lived. On the battlefield, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. There are also many stories about war recorded in history books. Emiya knew all of this, he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. If I could kill someone without changing my expression or heart beating, would I still be myself? Can I still be a partner of justice? It seemed that because the generals of both sides liked to fight on the battlefield, there was not much response to the appearance of a killing god like Emiya on the battlefield. Shirou also discovered that there was a huge gap between the two generals, at least in the number of deaths they caused in the fight against each other. The one who used his ice powers almost killed tens of thousands of soldiers, while the other one who used sword skills only killed a few thousand.
With such a disparity in casualties, it won't take long before the other side is defeated. "When the time comes, put on some armor and get away with it." Shirou didn't want to have blood on his hands, nor did he want to fight against other camps on behalf of another camp. There is no justice in war, but both sides of the war have If the party wearing the armor has an extremely dark stance, such as a creature returning from hell with the goal of destroying humanity, then wouldn't Emiya's behavior be aiding and abetting the evil? When the battle was over, Emiya sneaked in and could only be considered a villager fleeing for his life, but assisting the camp in the killing had a completely different meaning. He didn't know the purpose of the warring parties now. Even if he was being targeted by both sides, Emiya didn't dare to change into clothes of any camp. He didn't want to be a demon in the hands of others. Even if it's to survive. Chapter 55: Esdeath "kill----!" "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Along with the first rays of sunshine in the early morning, the sound of drums continued to come from both sides, and the mighty armies collided and bit each other in an extremely ferocious manner. Hundreds of thousands of troops were fighting each other, and the hundreds of people killed by Shigong were just an insignificant number. Hundreds of people died on the battlefield almost every moment, and the people killed by Emiya did not even attract the attention of the people on both sides who were reporting the battle situation. He had thought about disguising himself as a corpse, but there was no point in that. These troops were fighting on piles of corpses. The ground beneath their feet was no longer covered with snow, but a road made up of the corpses of their enemies or compatriots. If Emiya pretends to be a corpse, he will probably be trampled to death. However, this meaningless killing just for survival did not last long. An extremely cold breath came from behind Emiya. She was a woman with long blue hair and an excellent figure, wearing a standard military uniform and holding a Western sword. She suddenly kicked the ground and flew into the air. The air around her condensed into ice cones in an instant. In almost the blink of an eye, the entire snowfield fell into shadow. The dense icicles completely blocked the sky. "Just kidding." "How is it possible? How could someone have such a powerful force?" "We have resisted for so long, what on earth are we doing for?!" Before the ice cones fell from the sky, the hands of the warriors wearing animal skins holding their weapons began to tremble.
"clang--!" Along with the first sound of weapons falling to the ground, more and more people threw their weapons to the ground and knelt down. "Surrender! Surrender!" "I'm sorry! Don't kill me!" On the battlefield in this area, the group of soldiers did not see any hope of winning. There was only deep regret and despair in their eyes. They knew that even if they gave their own lives, they would not be able to cause even the slightest harm to the woman in front of them. But she did not hesitate at all. Ice cones denser than rain shot towards the crowd under her feet with extremely fierce piercing sounds. "prick----!" Almost at the same time, an extremely angry roar sounded from behind her. A man wearing light armor, holding a long sword in his hand, stood up like a spring. "Boom--!" The next moment, with a sound of kicking the ground that even shook the atmosphere, he turned into a meteor, cutting through space like the sun speeding forward, rushing out with a tremendous force. “Crack, crack—!” Wherever the golden meteor passed, the ground broke apart inch by inch, and even the space seemed to be unable to bear the burden, producing a sharp buzzing sound like grinding teeth, the power was extremely terrifying. In just a blink of an eye, the sword reached the woman's chest. She seemed to be unconcerned about the sudden attack and placed her fingers in front of her lips. "Shh--!" If it weren't for her extremely powerful fighting ability, anyone would be moved by her posture. "The good show hasn't started yet?" As she finished her words, an extremely powerful murderous aura burst out from her body, like suddenly cold ice, rising into the sky. Her body was suddenly covered by blue light, illuminating the entire space around her. An extremely transparent ice cage appeared in front of her. The man's hand was stuck in the gap of the cage, and the sword in his hand stopped in front of her chest, unable to move forward at all. The whole person was completely locked in such an ice cage. "Just watch your people die!" As she spoke, a wicked smile rose from the corner of her mouth. "Uh-huh! No!" "Run away! Run away!" "Prince! No!" Seeing the man in front of them being captured alive, the soldiers seemed to have their faith collapsed.
Before, under the pressure of death, they chose to surrender and live a miserable life. Because they believed that their Prince Royal could win the war and rescue them from captivity. But at this time, except for a few people, most of them just knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the ice cone falling from the sky and piercing their chests, without even any movement to escape or resist. Countless soldiers were easily pierced by such ice spikes. Numa Seka watched all this with bloodshot eyes, his sharp nails pierced the skin of his palms, blood dripped down, leaving a series of bright red marks on the white snow. But he was powerless, after all, now, even he became a prisoner, powerless to save the situation. A sneak attack! This was the only way he could imagine to kill the great general of the empire. As a prince of a northern ethnic group, he was known to have never lost a battle with a gun in hand, and he had a terrible situation strategy. He was deeply trusted by the people, and used his country's fortress city as a base to strengthen the invasion of the empire. His strategy could be said to be highly feasible, but he missed one point. Although the southern empire is on the decline, the powerful military force brought by the forty-eight unique "imperial tools" developed by the empire's founder has become the cornerstone supporting this corrupt empire. Anyone who possesses an imperial weapon basically has the strength to form an army of one person. The isolated and helpless northern tribes, like the southern tribes, rashly raised the banner of rebellion. Even with Numasaka's command and step-by-step strategy, there was no way to narrow the gap with the imperial weapon users. Within three days after the empire's imperial weapon users were killed, more than a hundred thousand soldiers were killed by them. He was extremely worried but could not think of an effective strategy to deal with them. If it is against the three beast warriors Masaka, there are some strategies to fight against it. But the situation regarding the great general of the empire was not something that could be solved by sheer numbers. Even if she sent all her troops up, it might not be enough for her to kill alone. So Numaseca disguised himself as a member of the imperial army, followed her all the time, and arranged his own staff to create the illusion that he was still in command at the base camp. These days, this great general of the empire has been fighting from the east to the west, from the south to the north, and from day to night. Even when both sides had withdrawn, she rushed into their camp alone and started killing people. Nu Masaka suddenly rushed out and wanted to kill her. On the one hand, after such a long battle, he had already seen the fatigue of this vicious woman. On the other hand, he could no longer tolerate his soldiers being killed in this way without any ability to resist. These days he has been reminding himself to be patient and look for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow. But his own soldiers were almost being slaughtered, and he simply couldn't sit idly by. However, the imperial general seemed to have known Numaseca's plan for a long time. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to react immediately when Numaseca attacked and look at him with contempt. Romaseca stared with hatred at his enemy, who was also the leader of the empire in this war and the strongest man in the empire - Esdeath. As if sensing Romaseka's hateful gaze, Esdeath also turned her head to look over, but immediately looked away, as if Romaseka was just an inconspicuous stone on the side of the road. Look at the one-sided battlefield again. But she saw something that piqued her interest slightly. "Sword Breathing Thunder Type Lightning!"
"clang----!" "clang----!" A young man with red hair like golden lightning appeared on the battlefield. He waved the Sun Blade in his hand and continuously shot down the ice cones shot at the soldiers. "Come on!" Shirou shouted angrily at the frightened soldiers behind him, and he turned into lightning again and shuttled wildly on the battlefield.
