Under the eyes of the audience, the blonde girl in the blue dress and silver armor walked out of the army side by side with me, standing in front of the army together.

Bedwell, Skaha, and Buck stood behind us, looking calmly at Iskandar.

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"My name is Artoria Pendragon, daughter of the former King Arthur Pendragon, and now King of all Britannia!" Without waiting for Iskandar to speak, the girl took the first step and raised the royal sword in her hand and aimed it at his chest, "Bet on the reputation of the knight, I will defeat you today and defend the undefeated glory of Britain!" ”

Seeing the girl's figure appear, the British army behind him suddenly let out a burst of cheers that resounded through the sky!

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"Long live my king!"

"Long live Britain!"

"Defeat Iskander!"

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The most important thing in a battle is momentum.

No matter how big the disadvantage is, as long as the person who is the commander can mobilize the morale of the soldiers under his command to the greatest extent, then he can greatly change the situation of the battle, and even turn defeat into victory!

That's why leadership is seen as a rare but valuable talent.

According to Skaha, Artoria's leadership is inherently B-class, but the morale of any army she commands is extremely high.

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The roars of the British soldiers seemed to turn into a vast wave on the battlefield, shaking the soldiers under Iskander's command one after another.

In the face of such a majestic momentum, they were so shocked that their faces turned pale, their legs trembled, and even some of them who were weak-willed involuntarily began to slowly retreat.

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Iskandar had a satisfied smile on his face.

Immediately, he turned his back to the soldiers behind him and slowly raised his strong arms. That posture seemed to take all the golden iron horses of the British side into his arms, and it was like an eagle with wings spread protecting the cubs behind him.

Strange to say, after Iskandar did this, all the soldiers behind him felt the pressure from the British army plummet, and the breathing that had been difficult for a while was much easier.

The soldiers clutched their hearts and gasped for breath as they looked at Iskandar's majestic mountain-like body, their eyes full of fanatical worship.

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At this time, the military strength of the British side, which had been condensed to the extreme, also gradually declined.

If the momentum of the British Legion is an endless tidal wave, Iskandar is like an unstoppable embankment, standing still even if the tide is hit, and bearing all the pressure on its own!

In the face of this sky-high arrogance that seems to have turned into substance, even an entire army of tens of thousands of people is helpless.

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"Hehe, what does it matter if he is a real knight king or not, this momentum on the battlefield alone is enough to become an opponent for this king to face."

When the roar of the British army had completely subsided, Iskandar raised his lips, and his thick and domineering voice spread throughout the audience.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when he said the words "Knight King", Iskandar's tone seemed to be deliberately aggravated.

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The girl's eyes sank for a moment, and she stepped forward slightly.

"I ask you, Iskander, today you are the commander-in-chief of the whole army on the Saxon side?" The girl asked coldly.

"Haha, that's right, this king commands the entire Saxon army, but this is only a part of this king's comrades." Iskandar let out a wild laugh, "And these warriors of the Macedonian Empire are also the king's treasures!" ”

"That is, today you have full powers on the Saxon side." The girl nodded, her eyes suddenly sharpened, "Then Iskander, I challenge you in the name of Artoria, King of All Britannia!" We duel one-on-one, with no rules. If you win, I will give you the land, resources, and population of the British Isles. But if I win, you will withdraw your troops at once, and promise not to set foot in Britain again for twenty years! What do you think? ”

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Listening to the girl's challenge declaration, Iskandar's tiger eyes couldn't help but widen.

But the next moment, as if he had heard some very funny joke, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, that's fun!"

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"What's so funny, Iskander!" The girl furrowed her good-looking eyebrows in displeasure, "Answer my question right away, are you willing to accept my challenge!?" ”

"Ahem...... This kind of request is really in your style, a little girl who calls herself the King of Britain. Iskandar raised his hand to clear his throat and coughed lightly.

"Iskandar, get rid of the word 'self-proclaimed'!" The girl snapped, "Whether you admit it or not, I am Lord of Camelot, King of Britain!" I ask you to treat me as an equal! ”

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"Well, since you're insisting, so be it." Iskandar scratched his thick red hair in anguish.

The girl did not speak, and a pair of clear blue eyes looked at Iskandar quietly, waiting for his answer.

"I have to say that your words, O King of Britain, have reminded me of the passion of my youth. If it had been ten years ago, this king would have gambled his life and had a hearty duel with you! Iskandar smiled heartily.

"What? Are you scared now? The corners of the girl's mouth rose, and there was a hint of provocation in her tone, "You obviously have such a strong body, but you dare not accept the challenge of an ordinary little girl in your eyes?" ”

"Haha, that's right, this king is just afraid. This king admits that he can't beat you. ”

Originally, I thought that Iskander would refute it even if he didn't get angry when he heard such a mockery, but he didn't expect that he just smiled calmly and admitted the girl's statement on the spot.

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The girl's mouth suddenly opened wide, and she didn't know how to take it for a while.

The reason why she mocks her enemies very differently from her usual ones is nothing more than an attempt to disturb Iskandar's mood and bring it into her own rhythm.

According to the plan, it would be great if Iskandar agreed to challenge herself, and the girl who could ascend to the seat of the Heroic Spirit of the Sword with her own strength would not lose to anyone alone.

And even if Iskandar was sober and chose to avoid it, Artoria would be able to occupy a verbal victory and greatly improve the aura of the British army.

However, Iskander's direct display of weakness was something none of us expected.