"This is the back door you are talking about?" Surprised, Stirrico pulled the soldier leading the way over, and angrily pointed to a dog-hole-like passage in front of him. "Are you blind?!"

"Lord Boss, I don't know, how will I know!" The soldier was foaming at the mouth shaken by Styriko, looking innocent. "It's not my fault, Boss!"

When Stiliko reached the back of the fortress, even the rearmost wall was ablaze, cutting off Stiliko's last hope. There was only a small hole hidden in a very hidden place, untouched by the fire, and it seemed that some stupid dog could not stand the loneliness in the fortress and sneaked out to dig it.

"But......" Yugris looked particularly anxious, "now look at this fire, it must be a damned Celtic barbarian's machination." If we don't run quickly, when those barbarians take advantage of the fire to kill, we will have to die in humiliation! Make a decision, my lord! ”

"Okay......" Stirrico took a deep look at the dog hole that was about to bring him the greatest humiliation. He can't die here yet, the barbarian rebellion in Rome is growing stronger, and he needs to suppress it. He carried the hope of Rome on his shoulders and could not die here easily. Otherwise, the Roman Empire would have collapsed among the rebellious barbarians.

"Now I order, get out of the dog hole! We retreat back to Rome! Stirico shouted.

"Yes, my lordship!!" Jugris and other Roman generals burst into tears.

……… On the wilderness outside the fortress.........

Mordred was following her father, Artoria, as she watched the fire inside the fortress. Except for the small number of Roman soldiers who escaped when the fire was not big at the beginning of the fire, the fortress was now in a sea of fire, and everywhere was filled with the screams and cries of Roman soldiers being burned by the fire, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

"Ahh A terrier dog in Mordred's arms sneezed for no reason, and Mordred quickly brushed the back of the puppy in his arms, and said suspiciously: "Is it a cold, Gawain?" ”

Gawain felt angry every time he saw this one with the same name and surname as him. "I said Mordred, can you not give a dog the same name as me, it feels weird! By now, everyone knows that I have the same name as a dog, and they will tease the dog if they have nothing to do. My name already stinks like Merlin in the Knights of the Round Table!! ”

As soon as he was free, Gawain chattered after Mordred, persuading Mordred to change his mind. He always felt like Mordred's little henchman now...... Although he was subdued by Mordred's electrotherapy a long time ago. Anyway, Gawain strongly believes that the boat of his friendship with Mordred is on the verge of capsizing.

"It's not that bad! How bad a reputation you have to be to be as bad as Merlin! Mordred muttered, unhappy with Gawain's analogy. After finishing speaking, she rubbed the dog in her arms a few times, and then rubbed the dying terrier dog by her

Holding this poor Gawain, who was made to roll his eyes by Mordred (does it feel like the Roman soldier). Mordred rebuked Gawain, "Have you seen how pitiful this terrier is?" As a member of the Knights of the Round Table, can you bear to let this poor dog change his name? Gawain, where is your conscience?!! ”

Mordred's heartfelt questioning made Gawain suddenly realize......... That's weird! Gao Wen's heart was full of slots at the moment and he wanted to complain: "That dog was obviously destroyed by you, okay?!! ”

"Don't care about these details...... "Mordred rubbed the dog's head weakly, and said: "Anyway, it's very pitiful to say, Gawain, you are too unsympathetic!" ”

So Gawain was speechless...... Even the entire Knights of the Round Table, who were watching Mordred and Gawain bickering, were speechless. Artoria's face flushed with shame...... Don't ask why.

"That's right!" Mordred suddenly exclaimed and diverted the attention of the entire staff, not intending to continue with the awkward topic before. "You see, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, it's almost time!"

The city and county of the people followed Mordred's point and looked towards the fortress not far away. The fort was on fire on all sides, and it seemed that it had reached the height of the fire.

"It's now!" Artoria excused herself from the embarrassment of the bastard boy, pulled out the royal sword in her hand and pointed it into the distance: "Quickly seize the fortress that was previously occupied by the Romans, and kill the remaining Roman soldiers with me!" My knights! The aggressive heart of the Romans will never change, and we will pay these invaders some blood this time! ”

"Anyone who tries to bring war and slaughter to the land beneath our feet will not succeed! The Saxons too, and now, the Romans will be the same! God bless Great Britain! ”

"God bless Great Britain! God bless King Arthur! God bless Great Britain! God bless King Arthur!! The knights were set on fire, and after Artoria, each led his knights into battle.