Annihilating Spear, Immortal Shield! 4/4

Bang bang bang bang!

A barrage of arrows and Spell projectile rained down on the narrow defensive positions at Hot Spring Pass, causing violent tremors. The surrounding rocks crumbled and shattered, sending boulders flying through the air with a sharp, mournful wail, and crackling as they struck the shields erected along the front lines.

Some of the fragments, even those that were flying with all their might, pierced through the gaps in the wooden shields or formations, inserted themselves into human bodies, and brought out clouds of blood mist and flying limbs, accompanied by screams and muffled groans.

"Archers, 200 men per row, spread out horizontally, 500 paces in front, firing upwards at a 45-degree angle, taking turns in staggered rows. First rank, fire!"

Alexander, using the rocks and low walls for cover, drew his short sword and organized the Arcadia archers to launch a counterattack.

"Apollo the Light, Artemis the Hunt, the two great gods, grant us protection, and inflict death and wounds upon our enemies!"

The Arcadians, who worshipped Artemis and her brother, silently recited divine prayers before drawing their cedar bows. The arrowheads gleamed coldly as the ether flowed.

Hiss!

With the tremor of the bowstring, hundreds of arrows pierced the air and fell, whistling sharply as they hurtled towards the enemy figures below the barrier.

In an instant, several soldiers standing on the saddle were pierced through the chest and skull, fell to the ground, and were immediately trampled into a bloody pulp by the saddle's hooves.

However, most of the arrows were blocked by the raised round shields and the sweeping arrows, so the damage caused by a volley of arrows was actually very limited for the Persian army.

"Second row, chant the divine incantation, activate the inscription, release! Take turns in sequence, don't stop!"

Alexander tried his best to remain calm, but his brow furrowed more and more, and in his sharp eyes he vaguely saw a dark cloud hanging over his head.

Moo~ Moo~

At this moment, the advancing warriors were all riddled with thorns. Because of their thick skin and tough flesh, their movements were not affected at all. However, the faint pain caused these sluggish monsters to let out angry howls, their eyes turned blood red, and their long noses picked up stones the size of millstones from the vicinity, hurling them towards the Greek camp with a whooshing sound.

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, the massive boulder crashed down with a deafening roar, slicing through the archers' ranks in a bloody frenzy. It pierced through the Arcadia archer phalanx that had been organizing the long-range defenses once again, leaving the heavily targeted interior almost hollow.

Without the oppression, the Persian Meteor Legion and sorcerers unleashed a furious barrage of firepower. Exploding arrows, whistling Spell projectile, and falling rocks repeatedly ravaged every inch of Hot Spring Pass. Lacking countermeasures, the Greeks suffered heavy losses.

"Rear guard, form ranks!"

Seeing that the formation was about to collapse, and that the Black Undying Army was surging in like a tidal wave under the cover of the Meteor Legion and the arcane mages, Leonidas immediately swung his spear and pounded his shield, letting out a hysterical roar.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

Amidst the resounding beats reminiscent of war drums, the remaining 100 -Spartan Royal Guards, braving arrows, Spell projectile, and falling rocks, formed a formidable battle formation in front of them. The overlapping patterns of light on their shields coalesced into an unbreakable iron wall.

The royal guards leaned on each other, their arm muscles bulging, divine runes shimmering on their bodies, using all their strength to hold their shields with one hand, forcefully repelling the Persian offensive.

"Roar!"

As the dark mass of troops entered the medium-to-long-range battlefield, long-prepared javelins roared out, bombarding the positions ahead like missiles.

In an instant, the tough skin of dozens of war serpents at the front of their heads was torn apart, their skulls pierced, and they either charged wildly or fell to the ground with mournful cries. The Undying Army and archers and mages on the serpents who were using them as cover nearby were caught off guard and many of them were crushed and trampled into a pool of blood and flesh.

Suddenly, the pressure on the Greeks lessened dramatically. The battle-hardened soldiers erupted in deafening cheers, spontaneously seeking out groups and instinctively gravitating towards the Sparta royal guards for a false sense of security.

Suddenly, looking down at the figure of the ant colony, it slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of cold and indifferent heterochromatic red and blue eyes, and dazzling light radiated from the golden body in mid-air.

"Brahma, curse me! With the divine might of Surya, I beseech you to bear witness. I will burn mountains and boil seas, an unprecedented and unparalleled act!"

In the cool yet magnetic chanting of divine words, the scorching sensation of flesh being roasted, blood being steamed, and armor and bones being burned through poured out.

Boom! Boom!

Several soldiers, their skin as red as boiled shrimp and their bodies curled up, were instantly engulfed in flames as the ether inside and around them twisted and ignited. They were gradually burned to ashes in a miserable state.

"In the name of my ancestor Heracles, I summon the might of my blood, gather souls to form mountains, build walls of blood and flesh, and forge a city of united will, never to fall! Grant me the power to burn once more, O blood of Zeus!"

Leonidas's eyes widened in fury as he frantically channeled his divine power to resist the sun's might. At the same time, he lightly brushed his spear against the round shield, which was covered in arrows and charred marks, stepped forward, straightened his back, and roared with a thunderous roar that seemed to sweep across the sky.

"Roar! Roar roar!"

Almost simultaneously, the Spartan King guards stood up with their shields raised, aiming their spears at the blazing sun in the sky. The subtle but powerful military forces resonated and fused together, forging a forest of steel spears that burned with the flames of aggression.

To live is to have one's life constantly burning.

However, the heart of a god... the blood of a human...

It's unknown which of the embers, in its final moments, emitted the most dazzling light and heat.

In mid-air, Surya, the Hindu Sun God clad in Golden Armor, swung his spear forward, unleashing a torrent of golden-red light that burned away the spears that had been thrown at him, crashing down on the Greek camp like a comet falling to earth.

As the air twisted and exploded, the red and black Aether Tide stirred up fierce winds, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the acrid smell of burnt protein filled the air. Large sections of the remaining wall were gone, and the gap that had been blocked with corpses had now become a crater a hundred meters in diameter, with unburnt remains and armor fragments scattered around it.

As a result, the number of the garrison at Hot Spring Pass was drastically reduced, falling below 2,000. The core Spartan King guards numbered less than 100, and almost all the surviving soldiers were wounded.

"Greeks, make way and submit! You have done all you can. This is not a humiliating defeat, but an honorable exit."

Karna slowly lowered himself, looking down with a rare seriousness in his red and blue heterochromatic eyes.

"Friends, this is Hot Spring Pass, behind us lies Sparta, and where we stand is Greece! Tell him your answer!"

At the same time, staggering figures, dragging their wounded bodies, gathered here, proudly banging their shields and issuing mocking declarations.

"Come and collect it if you have the book!"

"Come and collect it if you have the book!"

"Come and collect it if you have the book!"

One by one, figures emerged from behind the mountain path, rubble, and low walls, stepping over the corpses and broken sword fragments scattered on the ground, gathering forward. They laughed heartily and unrestrainedly, venting their emotions to the fullest, puffing out their chests, and joining in the shouts.

Among them were not only Spartans, but also Arcadians, Thebans, Corinthians, Mycenae, Thessaly ... They came from all directions, from different city-states, yet they all shared a common title: Soldiers of Greece! The soldiers of Wei, who tread upon this land!

"Very well, now that you have made your choice, there is no need for mercy or condemnation on the battlefield. Your courage deserves my full strength as a farewell gift. Warriors from a foreign land, further words are useless; bid farewell to destiny from this day forward!"

Karna held Divine Construct adorned with Shemesh, slowly unfurling metal bone spikes, its massive spear frantically drawing in the surrounding ether.

"Having witnessed the mercy of the gods and kings, annihilation is the result of this strike... I, Surya, take this as a warning, descend with divine power, and burn everything... O Shemesh, submit to death!"

Under the rhythmic chanting of divine words, the power of the Sun God and the skills of Brahma converged into an invincible torrent of flames, delivering a devastating blow to the crumbling pass!

"RhoAias (Covering the Fiery Heavens)!"

"AkhilleusKosmos (The Small World Enclosing the Heavens)!"

Just at this critical moment, a colossal wave surged on the sea Hot Spring Pass, accompanied by a deafening tsunami, and two roars like thunder echoed through the sky.

In an instant, layers upon layers of red petal-shaped light membranes and winding, descending blue sky lightning curtains merged and reflected each other, blocking the annihilating shot.

Meanwhile, the cone-shaped chariot, driven by three divine horses, sped forward at breakneck speed, cutting through several Persian warships like a comet at sea. Amidst the azure waves, the leader's striking green hair and a figure behind the chariot, wearing a laurel crown and clearly having gained weight again after a successful weight loss, were both very conspicuous.

Leonidas and Alexander, who had already prepared themselves for certain death, looked out at the rolling waves on the sea and the blue-green light membrane above their heads. They breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed weakly to the ground, looked at each other, and burst into laughter.

After holding out for so long, the reinforcements that fatso called have finally arrived!