At Alexander's command, the Macedonian Empire immediately mobilized, deploying a million soldiers.
Outside the city of Liberc, a vast army was rapidly approaching.
The vanguard was led by heavy infantry, followed by mages, and all sorts of troops were present. Compared to the armies they had fought before, they were on a completely different level.
On the city wall, Lis looked at the vast army, but his face showed no trace of the panic he usually displayed.
After witnessing the battles over the past few days, he had fully realized just how terrifying these guys were.
No matter how powerful a mage or warrior is, they are all utterly helpless in front of these individuals.
Beside Lis, several bound men also gazed at the battlefield with complicated expressions.
Some people beamed with joy, exclaiming, "Great! Macedonia is here! We're saved!"
They were all captured kings who knew they were no match for Macedonia, so they could only place their hopes on Macedonia.
However, some people are worried: "Although Macedonia is very strong, do we really have a chance of winning against them?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Hu Hai and the others.
The scene of being dominated by those guys back then resurfaced in my mind.
One man wielded a long sword, his sword intent sweeping across the land, instantly annihilating thousands of soldiers, his momentum like a flood bursting its banks.
Its destructive power is simply terrifying.
There was another one, like a ferocious beast, whose limbs could easily smash a group of people to death. It was an unstoppable monster, and its roar alone was enough to deter people from approaching it.
There's an even more outrageous one: with a single wave of his hand, he can summon numerous evil creatures, many of which are also powerful, giving people a feeling of utter despair.
It seemed that no matter how many people were in front of him, they were absolutely no match for him.
Seeing this, one of the kings said, "There's no other way now; we can only trust the Emperor!"
Alexander the Great was the most powerful emperor on this continent, and the Macedonian Empire he commanded was the most powerful empire. In this desperate situation, they could only place their hopes on him.
Upon hearing this, Wenya and the others agreed, and their gazes all fell upon that battlefield.
As the soldiers drew closer, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
As soon as Xiao Huhai raised one hand, countless evil spirits appeared in the void. They were all huge skeletons with sharp claws, which instantly swept the row of soldiers in front of him to the ground.
Then the skeleton roared and charged forward, its claws flashing as soldiers fell to the ground one after another.
All that could be heard were screams of agony, and blood mist spewed through the air as the soldiers' bloody wounds became visible, and they collapsed one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the thousands of elite soldiers who charged at the forefront were gone, turned into a pile of corpses.
Upon witnessing this scene, one of the captured emperors looked grim. "In an instant... exactly the same as we were back then..."
This scene made him feel that the little hope he had finally ignited had been extinguished once again.
Seeing this, the emperor beside him said, "We must trust them. Macedonia is the strongest empire, and we will definitely defeat them!"
This is his only chance, so he naturally puts all his eggs in one basket with the King of Macedonia, otherwise he'll only be dead.
No sooner had the words been spoken than a loud bang was heard.
The king looked closely and saw a figure crash down in the center of the battlefield, creating a huge crater.
The thousands of troops in the surrounding area were instantly engulfed by that terrifying power; in just a moment, thousands of Macedonian soldiers perished there.
It was Fusu who descended from the sky, and his terrifying power caused enormous destruction. The force of his fall alone caused heavy losses to the Macedonian Empire.
The Macedonian army was stunned by the sudden appearance of Fusu.
"What's this?"
"Who is this guy?"
Before he could get an answer, Fusu darted forward and instantly appeared in front of a Macedonian army. He clenched his fist and threw a punch, unleashing a torrent of violent power that instantly engulfed the Macedonian army.
Then he continued to lunge forward, his fists still swinging, and wave after wave of soldiers fell to the ground.
Seeing the piles of corpses, Fusu did not stop. He continued to rush forward, and with each swing of his fist, one Macedonian soldier after another fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the captured emperor's face turned grim. "That guy looks even stronger than before? This won't do. There's no way we can win with this kind of terrifying power!"
He had initially thought that Macedonia's strength gave him a fighting chance, but now, seeing the power displayed by Ying Liu and Fu Su, he felt utterly hopeless.
Perhaps their previous combat strength was too weak, not worth the effort of these two to exert their full strength, so when they saw the true power of these two, they felt a sense of despair.
Just then, a voice rang out from the side, "Don't forget, Macedonia has General Ingris, who has the title of the strongest general, the one who has never been defeated. He will surely be able to turn the tide of the battle!"
Upon hearing this, another emperor seemed to realize something as well, "Yes, what about that general? If it were him, he would definitely have a chance to defeat these monsters!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a strange voice came from behind him, “Isn’t that General Ingrid?”
The two were taken aback and turned to look at the battlefield, their expressions changing instantly.
On the battlefield, a middle-aged man clad in silver armor was being trampled under Hu Hai's feet.
Beside the middle-aged man, a golden longsword was stuck in the ground; it was clearly the man's sword.
Hu Hai stared coldly at the middle-aged man. "You have some skill in swordsmanship, and you can indeed be considered a rare genius. But genius is just the threshold to meeting me."
Ingris stared at Hu Hai in shock. "How could someone so young achieve such a feat? It's impossible! Impossible!"
He had cultivated his swordsmanship for hundreds of years to achieve such powerful skill, making him unstoppable and terrifying to all. However, he couldn't even defeat a little child, which was truly unacceptable to him.
As he pondered, he seemed to understand something and stared at Hu Hai, saying, "You come from a group of prodigies, right? Only a born prodigy could have such powerful talent."
Hu Hai raised his longsword, his eyes indifferent. "I am just like you, merely a mortal."
These words were like a thorn piercing Ingrid's heart, leaving him stunned and speechless for a moment.
A flash of sword light, and Ingris's head rolled to the ground, his eyes glazed over, as if his soul had been ripped away.
The emperors captured on the city wall watched this scene, their faces turning ashen. "General Ingris, dead?!"
"And so easily..."
They never expected that the general, known as the strongest, would be killed so easily.
At this moment, they gained a new understanding of the strength of that group of aliens.
An emperor, gazing at this scene, murmured, "Rather than monsters, aren't they more like gods?"
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