I will finally be a partner in justice

The 78th chapter expedition——![Sixteenth more]

Crusade is necessary.

Must win.

This is the journey that the king who ignited the fire of his desire finally bestowed.

and so……

and so--

Never lose!

Tell him about his surging emotions.

I want to tell him the big world in my heart.

Tell him... his ambition to run to the other side of the dream!

"How many soldiers and horses do we have?" Webber asked.

"Forty thousand." Hephaestion said.

"What are the details?" Weber asked.

"30,000 infantry, 1,500 cavalry, 3500 archers, and 6000 pikemen. There are 32 regiments in total," Hephaestion said.

"Are there any tanks?" Webber asked again.

"No," Hephaestion shook his head and said, "This is the world of mental images, not the complete army of the king. Only so much can be brought out here."

"How many kings are there?" Webber asked.

"Sixty thousand." Hephaestion said.

"Sixty thousand... Give me 100 cavalry, and the other regiments will be handed over to you. Please help me tear up the army and open up the road to the king!" Weber said firmly with his eyes.

"Don't you direct yourself?" Hephaestion asked.

"I—no!" Weber said seriously.

There is no shame.There is nothing to be ashamed of.There is no need to use arrogance to hide your inferiority complex.

Just learn what you don’t understand, just ask for what you don’t know, just study things that are not as good as people.The conquering king has paved the best stage for him, how can he continue to be arrogant?

"Good man." A cavalry general, galloped up to Webber, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You are--?" Weber asked modestly.

"Thrace Governor Lacey Marcus!" said the man: "Watch well and study hard. The art of this battlefield! The art of war!"

He drew his sword and shouted loudly, "I am Lacey Marcus! My army will tear them apart with me!"

He came out with a cavalry.

After him, many generals have also come to Webber, reaching out and patting his shoulder.It seems that he wants to call his own grief wish [The Army of the King], and the desire to travel to the end of the world rests on him.

"You will see the end of the sea of ​​stars and stars for us!" they said.

"Yeah!" Webber shed tears and nodded heavily.

They either drew their long swords, or held up their spears, and said loudly--

"I am Governor Pesong of Medes! My legion, go out!"

"I am Helspin-Leonatus, Governor of Phrygia! My legion, march!"

"I am Ptolemy, the governor of Egypt, Libya, and Arabia! My army, go out!"

...

The army rushed, leaving only Webber, a hundred cavalry, and Hephaestion.

Webber's eyes widened, his eyes were chaotic, and he never blinked.

He must not miss it.This accompanied the generals who had conquered the king's journey of more than five million square kilometers, and in the end, the things to be delivered to him.

That is not the technique of the army, nor the art of war.Rather, the concept of conquest.

It is the most precious, the crystallization of the thought of war!

He wants to engrave everything he has seen and learned in his memory, in his soul, and then form the crystallization of his thoughts.

This is the king of conquering, the last gift.

The army tore open the king's army, and a road leading directly to Iskandar appeared in front of Webber.

Webber trembled and picked up the dagger.

He Will--,

He will--, King Kill!

Kill, the one that was once hated, the one that was once disgusted, but now... the one who likes it so much, the one who is reluctant, Wang.

Tears are streaming.

But he knew that he couldn't make him wait too eagerly.

however--

Hephaestion drew his sword and stood in front of Webber.

"What are you doing?" Webber asked.

"Give it to your army, and hand you the cloak and sword. These are the orders of the king, not the wishes of my Hephaestion. I am the king's close attendant, and I will not let you hurt the king. Run from me Go ahead and inherit our volunteers, otherwise, you won't be able to get close to the king!" Hephaestion said seriously.

Hands were trembling, tears welled up from his eyes, Weber swung the sword down, tore through his voice and shouted, "Chong--!"

"Yes! Exactly! With my blood, with the blood of the king, with a sword, say goodbye to yourself, Weber Velvet!"

Hephaestion smiled relievedly.Smiles as if seeing the successor qualified.

Then he was ravaged by the cavalry, and blood was splashed on the cavalry flag.

"You are qualified...follow the king!"

Dissipated like snowflakes.