The growing morale rushed toward Shirou, blowing through his red hair.
"He is worthy of being the King of Conquest; he has stabilized the military spirit so easily..."
Shirou felt the indomitable morale. Even he, who regarded them as enemies, seemed to be infected by that momentum, and a flame seemed to rise in his chest.
"Shirou..."
Saber clenched the Excalibur in her hand and cast an inquiring glance at Shirou.
"Well, unleash the Noble Phantasm. Until then, I'll hold them back," Shirou said with a serious expression.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Shirou."
Saber nodded trustingly, then raised the golden sword in her hand above her head.
Because it was early last night, neither Rider nor Waver had seen Saber release her Noble Phantasm. Therefore, when they saw Saber raising her holy sword motionless, they were a little puzzled. But then, when Rider saw a large amount of magical power swarming toward the holy sword, his expression changed suddenly.
"Oh no, you must not let Saber activate that Noble Phantasm!" Rider raised his sword and pointed forward. "Charge!"
In an instant, the soldiers gave an incomparably magnificent response, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth.
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
Shirou stood on the highest point, a hill made of countless swords, and looked out at the dense sea of people.
"Trace... on!"
In an instant, thousands of swords rose from the ground and flew into the sky following Shirou's voice. Then, Shirou jerked his hand forward.
"...Launch!"
In an instant, the scattered swords dragged blue shadows and rushed into the sea of soldiers.
Whoosh————!!!
At the same time, the mighty army roared, each soldier using their own skills to resist the weapons falling from the sky.
"Do not hurt my King!"
"Do not think the same move will work twice!"
"How naïve!"
In the end, the Broken Phantasm attack killed just over a thousand soldiers. Among them were many hero-level soldiers with skills similar to a Lancer, but they fell to Shirou's swords because they lacked powerful enough defensive treasures. The record of killing a thousand enemies looked good, but compared to the strength of tens of thousands, it was still a little inadequate.
However, Shirou had no intention of completely destroying the army of tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits alone. His own magical reserves did not allow it. Although he had a Reality Marble as powerful as Unlimited Blade Works, the fact that he had too little magical energy remained a weakness. Although his 27 magic circuits were an incredible number for a human, they were still far below those of Heroic Spirits.
"It seems that I will really have to find a way to improve my magical energy in the future..." Shirou thought.
Despite this thought, he didn't know how to do it yet, so he had to wait. But for now, even if he couldn't wipe out tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits with a wave of his hand, it was enough to resist them for a while. After all, he wasn't fighting alone!
"Saber, are you ready?"
Looking at the army that continued to attack like a wave, Shirou's forehead oozed sweat. It was the first time since the fight with Gilgamesh that he had manipulated the Noble Phantasm attacks with such high intensity. In the face of tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits, the pressure was immense.
At this time, the holy sword in Saber's hand had accumulated a large amount of magical power, and the blade bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
"Yes. You've held them off well, Shirou. Leave the rest to me."
Saber pursed her lips and stared firmly at the terrifying army. At this time, some of the heroes in the army clearly sensed the terrifying power of the holy sword. Many archers began to draw their bows, aiming at Saber's small body.
The archers tightened their bowstrings, their sharp arrows reflecting the cold light, ready to fire. Shirou, seeing this, showed a confident smile. If it were a melee competition, Shirou didn't think he could compare with those brave generals, but if it were an archery competition, he would stand tall!
Shirou casually stretched out his left hand to the side.
"Trace... on!"
A black longbow appeared in Shirou's hand with a ripple in the air. He pointed the bow toward the army and raised his right hand. In the midst of the wasteland, a pitch-black sword rose from the ground and flew toward him.
The biggest advantage of his Unlimited Blade Works is that he doesn't need to spend much magical energy on projection; a large number of the same swords are already stored here for him to use. He can drive the swords stuck in the ground at will. Although they still consume magical energy, they don't cost as much as projecting them in the outside world.
The sword that fell into Shirou's hands was the Caliburn!
Caliburn (The Golden Sword of the Assured Victory)
Grade: B (under certain conditions, A)
Category: Anti-Personnel Noble Phantasm
Range: 1~30
Maximum targets: 300 people
This Noble Phantasm, known as the Golden Sword of the Assured Victory, is the sword that was pulled from the stone.
Inhaling slightly, his mind focused. Shirou's gaze penetrated a distance of several kilometers, and he accurately locked onto the center of several targets. At the same time, Saber saw Shirou holding his bow and arrows. When she saw the sword that Shirou was going to fire, her eyes froze for a moment, and her lips opened slightly in disbelief.
"Wait... That seems to be mine..."
Before she could finish, the sword of gold and blue had already left the string!
The long sword pierced through the air and collided with the arrows fired by the opponent's archers. Because the arrows used by those archers were outranked by the Caliburn, they were shattered the moment they were touched by the tip of the sword.
The archers' pupils widened as they looked at the sword shot by Shirou. It rushed into the crowd, the magical power was instantly released, and it suddenly exploded!
Boom————!
Another loud noise was heard. Nearly a hundred soldiers were caught in the explosion. The soldiers who were further away had already noticed and retreated as fast as they could, so they were not affected.