Chapter 118

"Kill!!!"

Following the Emperor's order, the remaining legions quickly assembled and charged toward the Great Wall.

Halfway there, bows and javelins were fired in unison.

"Defend!!!"

Atop the Great Wall, the garrison remained calm and unhurried.

At a single command, they leaned forward and raised their shields in perfect unison, blocking every incoming arrow and javelin.

"Fire!!!"

Another command followed; the shield-bearers stepped aside, and the archers moved forward to draw their bows and nock arrows.

These archers were divided into three teams: the first team fired and immediately retreated to reload, while the second and third teams moved up.

Within seconds, a sky-filling rain of arrows descended upon the Emperor's legion.

In an instant, the Emperor's legion suffered heavy losses.

The Emperor had made a mistake.

The Great Wall was built specifically to defend against the southward incursions of Xiongnu cavalry, so it possessed a special bonus against Riders, especially cavalry legions like the Emperor's.

Not to mention, the Emperor's legion had already lost more than half its strength after the battle against the Legion of the Dead.

His chances of victory were slim to none.

"Advance!"

Seeing this, the Emperor brought out his final trump card.

The Bond Craft Essence, "Gordian Knot."

This was the true Bond Craft Essence belonging to the Emperor, capable of increasing the combat power of his entire Reverse Reverse Reverse Reverse Side by 15%.

He had obtained it from a silver treasure chest.

Once again empowered, the Emperor's legion surged forward, braving the arrow rain to reach the foot of the wall.

They produced scaling ladders from who knows where and began the siege.

Seeing the enemy reach the wall, the garrison remained unperturbed.

The archers retreated, and the spearmen moved forward.

Sharp spears thrust out from the crenelations, directly impaling the enemy soldiers who had already climbed up.

Subsequently, boulders and logs were poured down, smashing the enemy soldiers at the base of the wall into a chaotic mess.

After one battle, not a single person managed to climb to the top of the wall.

Seeing this, the Emperor wanted to lead the charge himself, but the garrison's arrow rain had already fallen once more.

Although the arrow rain was not as dense as before, the Emperor's legion was now gathered at the foot of the wall, making them no different from target practice.

The Emperor, in particular, received special attention.

After several rounds of arrow fire, the Emperor's legion was wiped out, and the Emperor himself was pierced by several arrows.

The Army of the King automatically dissipated, and everyone returned to the Fuyuki Bridge.

The Emperor had lost.

Even with the buffs he had stacked on his legion, the gap was still too great.

"King of Conquerors, do you have any last words?"

The First Emperor watched the lone Emperor quietly and spoke.

"Ah, that battle wasn't very satisfying."

The Emperor wore a look of helplessness, clearly dissatisfied with his final battle.

Not just because of himself, but also because of the First Emperor.

He had looked forward to a passionate clash of armies and weapons, not this kind of one-sided siege battle.

"What you desired was never going to be realized."

The First Emperor understood the Emperor's thoughts and said, "If I had descended as a Rider, I could have let you witness the iron hooves of my Great Qin, but unfortunately, my current class is Ruler."

"Is that so? What a pity."

The Emperor laughed, "It seems it's difficult for us to clash our military might."

The First Emperor: "Besides this, is there anything else you wish to say?"

"Kid, this is for you."

The Emperor pulled a card from his chest and tossed it to Waver.

"This is?"

Waver looked at the portrait of the Emperor on the card, momentarily confused.

What was this card for?

"This is a Class Card."

Feng Xi, standing to the Reverse Reverse Reverse Reverse Side, immediately recognized the card's identity; after all, he had one himself.

"What, a Class Card!"

Waver was startled, nearly failing to catch the card.

He knew the power of a Class Card all too well now.

Relying on the Red Hare Class Card, Feng Xi could directly enter the fray and fight against Servants.

Waver: "Rider, when did you get a Class Card?"

The Emperor: "It was from the golden treasure chest we got last time; I forgot to give it to you after I opened it."

This was no lie; he had obtained a nameless Class Card at the time, and after imbuing it with his own power, he had intended to give it to Waver to use, but he got distracted and forgot, only remembering just now.

"..."

Waver was speechless.

Don't forget such an important thing!

If you had given this to me earlier, I could have helped you instead of just standing here watching.

"You've always wanted to walk by my Reverse Reverse Reverse Reverse Side, haven't you? Then at the very least, you must have the same perspective as me."

The Emperor puffed out his chest and said loudly, "I am lending my power to you, so you must work hard. I will be urging you on in the group."

"You guy, you really won't stop until you make me cry..."

Waver clutched the Emperor's Class Card, tears streaming down his face involuntarily.

"Hehe..."

The Emperor looked at the First Emperor and opened his arms, saying, "Come, First Emperor Ying Zheng!"

"King of Conquerors, as a rival I acknowledge, I will grant you the highest standard of death."

The First Emperor waved his hand, and a majestic sword appeared before him.

The Noble Phantasm, "Tai'e Sword."

"This is my personal sword, and also the sword of majesty of our Huaxia continent. To die under this sword does not dishonor your name as the King of Conquerors."

The First Emperor waved his hand, and the Tai'e Sword flew out on its own, piercing the Emperor's chest in one strike.

Feng Xi: "Good fellow, Sword Controlling Technique."

"Hoo, dying under your sword, not bad."

The Emperor smiled at the corners of his mouth as his body dissolved into points of light.

Iskandar, exited.

"Sigh..."

Watching the Emperor's defeat, the thoughts of Luo Luo Ershi were in turmoil.

He had wanted to help the Emperor win this Holy Grail War, but there were too many variables, and he hadn't managed to grasp them.

After all, he wasn't the real Zhuge Zhuge Liang.

Meanwhile, at the Einzbern estate.

After traveling without rest, Emiya Kiritsugu and the others finally arrived.

Emiya Kiritsugu had Hisau Maiya stay outside the forest while they went in to save Illya.

Hisau Maiya knew that following them would be of no use, so she obediently stayed behind.

Passing through the forest barrier, they entered the Einzbern castle.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, why have you returned so suddenly?"

An elderly man with a stern face looked at them with an ugly expression.

This person was none other than the eighth head of the Einzbern family, "Jubstacheit von Einzbern," also known as "Acht."

He was also the representative of the Einzbern family in the Third Holy Grail War and the culprit who summoned Angra Mainyu.

However, Emiya Kiritsugu and the others did not know this.

Emiya Kiritsugu: "We are here to Matsuwanko Matsuwanko Take Illya away."

Acht: "Have you forgotten our agreement? This is an attempt to break the contract."

"I'm sorry, Master Acht, even if I truly obtained the Holy Grail, I would not hand it over to you."

Emiya Kiritsugu took out the Lesser Grail, his expression serious.

"The Lesser Grail! How did you manage that?"

Seeing the Lesser Grail in Emiya Kiritsugu's hand and looking at Irisviel, who was still unharmed behind him, Acht was somewhat stunned.

However, his thoughts were quickly diverted by Emiya Kiritsugu's words.

"Do you want to swallow the Holy Grail all by yourself! Do you not care about your own daughter!"