Type-Moon: I! The Magic King! Am going to marry Tiamat!

"Actually, they are..."

Red Nero explained the origins of Marne and the others.

"So that's how it is, an organization from the future..."

Boudica nodded knowingly, and when she looked at the group of heroic spirits again, she was no longer so surprised.

After all, in her view, future civilizations would definitely be more advanced than the present, capable of time travel, so summoning and contracting so many heroic spirits at the same time wouldn't seem like a difficult task.

As she was thinking this, three identical-looking people emerged from the ranks of the heroic spirits: one in black, one in blue, and one tall.

"Hello, Queen Boudica."

"It's me, are you?"

Boudica looked at the three people, or rather, the one person, with curiosity.

Based on the precedents of Nero and Red Nero, she could guess that these three should also be different individuals belonging to the same character.

That's right, the three of them are none other than the three King Arthurs: White Gun Dazai, Black Hairless, and Dazai King.

They still held Boudica in high esteem.

"Arthur Pendragon, King of Britain centuries later."

"Oh? Greetings, people of later generations."

Boudica understood, and gave the three of them a kind and accommodating smile, saying with a hint of apology, "Although I would also like to talk to you, now is not the time. Let's find another time later."

"It's alright, business is more important." The person didn't press the matter further, said goodbye, and then withdrew.

Boudica then looked at Red Nero.

"So, Your Majesty, you came to the front lines this time because of them?"

Seeing that Nero had hurriedly brought his personal reinforcements, Boudica roughly guessed his intentions.

"Yes, I plan to involve Ma Enqing in this operation as well. General, please make the arrangements as soon as possible. We need to catch the enemy off guard."

"As soon as possible..."

Boudica pondered for a moment and said, "Although we're not ready yet, with their involvement, some preparations can be skipped."

"If we start fighting now, it will take at least half an hour for the troops to assemble and four hours to reach Gaul. We can still fight a battle before nightfall, but if we can't finish the battle quickly, it will be very disadvantageous if we drag it out until nightfall."

Regardless of the era, fighting outside the window at night meant operating in complete darkness, which made it easy to make mistakes.

Given that our side was launching a surprise attack, it was impossible for us to bring large siege weapons.

If the enemy doesn't come out to defend the city, it's impossible to break in at night.

Moreover, the defending side faces less pressure at night and can take the opportunity to recover their strength. After a night, the advantage of a surprise attack will vanish.

At this moment, Ma En spoke up: "I have high-speed vehicles here, which can allow the elite squad to go first, reducing the four-hour walking journey to less than an hour, and can transport three thousand troops."

"Moreover, we currently have city-defense Noble Phantasms, which will definitely allow us to break through the defenses. Once the troops arrive, they will only need to take over the city."

Boudica was delighted to hear this: "Then there's no problem. Let's do it this way. I'll go and make the arrangements right away."

As for whether destroying the city walls will affect the defense of our side in recapturing the city?

There's really no need to consider this. If it breaks, just repair it. The city walls haven't been damaged in previous battles.

So, let's get started!

The essence of a surprise attack is speed! Hesitation will lead to defeat!

Boudica quickly ordered the troops to assemble, to be led by Spartacus, while she selected three thousand elite soldiers to travel ahead with Marne and others by carriage.

Although the number of people is a bit small, with so many heroic spirits around, taking over a city will be a piece of cake.

Marx and Engels were right; the vanguard reached the Gallic city in less than an hour.

In cities of this era, most had cleared a ring of open space outside the city walls. As the convoy approached the city, the city's garrison spotted it the instant it appeared.

Dang Dang Dang~!

"Enemy attack! Attack!"

The alarm bells rang, and the city came alive as the garrison began to assemble.

Meanwhile, the convoy stopped some distance from the city, and everyone in the vehicles got out.

This is to defend against the city's arrows; we can't get too close.

"Artoria, fire a curry stick at the city gate first."

Looking at the surging crowd on the opposite city wall, Ma En turned to King Saber and said.

"……Yes!"

Although he was somewhat speechless at Maru's name for his Noble Phantasm, Saber didn't take it to heart.

He stepped to the front of the troops and summoned the 'Invisible Sword' that was enveloped by the Wind King's barrier.

He clenched his fists and raised them above his head. The invisible wind dissipated, revealing the true form of the golden sword.

Magic surged forth, transforming into photons that condensed on the sword's body.

"Ex——calibur!!!"

The official Excalibur sword shone brightly, and a pillar of light shot into the sky!

That was the light of victory, the hope of countless warriors.

As Saber swung her sword down, the pillar of light was also propelled forward, cleaving towards the city gate.

With a loud 'boom,' the city gate and the nearby city wall instantly turned into a pile of rubble.

The city, which had been completely surrounded, suddenly had a huge gap.

"Soldiers! I'll go!"

Seeing this, Boudica glanced at Saber, then raised his arm and charged towards the breach, with three thousand warriors following closely behind.

Their numbers may not be many compared to the defending side, but once deployed, they form a dense, menacing mass, pouncing on the city like bloodthirsty wolves.

"Quickly plug the gap! That will allow the enemy to enter the city!"

"Archers on the city wall! Gather at the breach! Once anyone is within range, fire hard!"

"A portion of the troops will follow me out of the city to meet the enemy!"

The commander defending the city also realized what was happening and quickly gave instructions before rushing out of the city.

“Caesar, that fat figure is really…”

Marne was also in the charging group. Looking at the lone figure emerging from the city ahead, his eyes twitched a few times.

This person was none other than the enemy follower who ruled Gaul, the Roman emperor, the famous Julius Caesar, whose class was Saber.

He's not quite the same as the legendary image; he's a big fat guy weighing over 200 pounds.

However, despite his obesity, he was still a Heroic Spirit, incredibly fast and agile, and in the blink of an eye, the two collided head-on.

It's basically useless; the difference in the number of Servants between the two sides is too great.

Elizabeth and Kiyohime managed to keep them in line, and they didn't cause any trouble for the troops.

Chapter 344 Is this all the Noble Phantasm is? Is it just a glow stick?

Caesar was also dumbfounded.

I didn't notice it when it happened so suddenly, but I just realized now that the enemy's leader is actually a group of Servants!

There are a whopping twelve of them!

Two more would be enough to divide the world into two factions and start a Holy Grail War with a red-black showdown!

On the other hand, Marne had Elizabeth and Kiyohime hold off Caesar, while the remaining ten Servants and Demi-Servants led three thousand soldiers directly into the city.

In an instant, each Servant was like a wolf among sheep, unleashing their Musou mode amidst the defending troops.

The defending soldiers were just ordinary people after all. Faced with ten or so Servants, they had no chance and collapsed at the first touch, leaving them only to be trampled upon.

Ten Servants were the main force to deal with most of the garrison, while three thousand soldiers were responsible for dealing with scattered enemies and controlling prisoners of war, gradually taking over the city.

"How are we supposed to fight like this?"

Caesar was helpless and could only watch as Marne's side quickly recaptured the city, while the other side completely ignored him.

It can't be said that they didn't care, but they only sent two servants to hold him off, while the main force was focused on recapturing the city.

Either the other party simply doesn't want to deal with him, or they look down on him and think that sending just two Servants would be enough.

But no matter what, it made him feel ashamed.

"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson."

Caesar deftly dodged the incoming spear tip and raised his golden cross sword.

"I have arrived! Been there! Conquered! CroceaMors (The Death of Yellow)!"

A fluorescent glow appeared on the cross-shaped sword, and Caesar suddenly increased his speed, attacking Elizabeth.

Although he knew that no matter how strong Elizabeth's abilities were, Kiyohime was weaker than him, he still chose to strike at Elizabeth first.

Nothing more than that; I'm just that confident.

He was very confident in his Noble Phantasm, but at the same time, he didn't believe that Elizabeth was so capable and had such high luck.

The attribute enhancement of a Heroic Spirit is usually achieved by sacrificing a certain attribute, unless it is a true all-rounder.

In his opinion, since Elizabeth was so strong, her luck stat should be very low.

His Noble Phantasm, 'Death of Yellow', is one whose effect is determined by luck.

If the enemy's luck is judged and a successful judgment is made, then the golden sword in his hand will automatically attack the enemy, and then the judgment will continue until a failure is made.

If the judgment is successful continuously, it will be possible to unleash a terrifying combo, as the attacks will become increasingly fierce and targeted at weaknesses, and the attack power will also become increasingly strong.

This is also why he has Saber compatibility.

Although he doesn't know much about swordsmanship, his Noble Phantasm is very effective against most Servants who become Sabers through swordsmanship.

If he succeeds in making consecutive judgments, it will be a nightmare for sword masters.