"Dock!" With the coast of Britain in sight, Styrico's heart immediately lifted. Then comes the key, as long as the landing is successful, the battle is half the battle. The British knights, who were mainly infantry, had no choice but to obediently give up the vast plain and retreat to the castle in the face of the heavily armed Roman cavalry.

"Look, Lord Commander!" On the platform at the bow of the warship, the soldier in charge of the lookout shouted a warning. "Britons' Tent!!"

Stirrico breathed a sigh of relief that the Britons would try to thwart what was expected at the time of the landing. On the contrary, if there was no trace of the Britons after landing, it was even more worrying to him.

In the distance of the British military tent, a group of British knights rushed out. They lined up in a neat formation across the plains, and even though they were outnumbered, the Britons fought valiantly.

In the center of the military formation, a white horse with golden hair and a king wearing bright silver armor slowly drove out. Behind him, the knights of the Knights of the Round Table were guarded.

Lancelot, Gawain, Geraint, Galahad, Kay, Percival, Ranmarlock...... A knight of the Round Table. The battle for the survival of Britain was the gathering of all the knights of the Knights of the Round Table.

The figure of the king is so dazzling, and it is also unique among the armies. The confidence that emanates from all over the body and the glittering light of glory will make people want to follow just by looking at it.

King Arthur, the great monarch who ruled Britain. The leader of the Knights of the Round Table, an almost mythical legend, is known as the "Once and Future King".

Stirrico looked at the monarch of the enemy country from afar, secretly judging and considering.

"My king!" The British knights who saw King Arthur let out a mountain roar. The sound waves vibrate, and even Stilico, who was across the coast, could clearly feel the admiration and admiration contained in the cheers.

"Turn around, land on another coast, and watch out for the Britons." Stirrico chose a more secure plan, and unnecessary consumption was not what he wanted to see.

The Britons on the other side did not move, but just waited there. Disciplined tactics, even if they are at a disadvantage, do not disdain to use conspiracy or despicable means to win the war.

The British knights carried out the spirit of chivalry.

Stirrico did not expect that the other party had no intention of attacking the Roman army while it was still unstable.

[Chivalry? It's a surprise. There are still people who adhere to such morality! Stiliko pondered. Dealing with the Germans, who were accustomed to using the terrain to fight guerrillas in Gaul, and then facing the Britons who dared to face them head-on, Stiricus was not used to it for a while.

"In this way, the numerical superiority and high mobility of our army can be fully utilized. I'm worried that the Britons won't come out of the castle! Stirico smiled coldly.

"Yes, sir." The lieutenant consul behind him chimed in: "The morality of the Britons will bring about their destruction." ”

"Pass my orders!" Stirrico raised his right hand and pointed to a clearing on the coast "Quickly land, the infantry will go out first, protect the horses and supplies." Immediately close! ”

"Yes!"

The order was given, and the Romans landed on British soil in a nervous and orderly manner.

After the time of the Five Wise Emperors, when Rome's territory and authority were at their peak, the Roman Empire began to show signs of decline. The internal and economic contradictions were intensifying, and the external invasion was constantly being carried out by the Germanic peoples, and internal and external troubles threatened the survival of the empire all the time.

The Roman legions, which had been in the limelight in the past, had mostly been reduced to ordinary border garrisons, losing their strategic mobility and reflex capabilities. In order to fill the gap in the Strategic Mobile Corps, the Romans began to temporarily organize independent cavalry brigades (Wickhiratio) for each campaign. With these cavalry units as the backbone, they were organized into a mobile field army (Comitatos) directly under the emperor.

The infantrymen who were robbed of the crown of "King of Land Warfare" by the cavalry will never see the scenery of 2 centuries ago. In contrast, it is the Roman iron cavalry that is as powerful as a tiger and wolf.

The Britons fought against the Romans, just like the war between the Song Dynasty and the Liao State in the ancient Celestial Empire. The infantry carried the cavalry, and the casualties were bound to be very heavy.

The first column is composed of young soldiers, the second column is composed of middle-aged soldiers, and the third column is composed of adult soldiers. Surrounded by heavy cavalry, groups of Roman soldiers lined up opposite the British.

The Romans also did not immediately choose to go to war. The bumps along the way, neither the people nor the horses were too energetic.