"Careless." Stirrico muttered as he looked at Gawain, who was approaching quickly.

"General, what should I do? Do you want to continue to draw people? The lieutenant next to him was a little panicked.

"No, the Britons won't last long to reinforce the third group of soldiers on the battlefield." Stirrico said, staring at the battlefield. Subsequently, he handed the flag in his hand to the young lieutenant general.

"General, this ......" The adjutant was overwhelmed by him.

Stirrico got on his horse and took the spear and shield from his soldiers. "Sending someone up again is just sending him to death, and the knight seems to have some kind of protection for the sun. I'm going to fight him. Want to catch me? Let's take our lives! ”

He solemnly said to the adjutant general: "According to the previous deployment, just wait for the victory on the main battlefield." As I said, don't worry, you can't make a big deal out of it by your own bravery alone. ”

After saying that, he slapped his horsewhip and rode away.

The lieutenant held the flag in his hand nervously, as if it had a thousand weights.

"Hah!" Gawain, who was advancing rapidly, cleared the obstacles in his path. His goal was firmly fixed on the center of the Roman army, and nothing could stop him.

Just as he fearlessly charged, the remaining Roman army suddenly marched to the main battlefield. There was a burst of dust, and the command office of the commander of the Roman camp was thus exposed to his sight. Three groups of Roman soldiers were all on their way to the main battlefield, and the remaining about 8,000 men were auxiliary soldiers and slaves.

Gawain looked pleased, though he didn't know why the Romans had made such a move. But undoubtedly, the command post of the Romans was revealed to him like a stripped lamb. Even the "boss" with the command flag in his hand on the Roma podium was clearly visible.

No, the young general, who didn't look calm enough, didn't look like a Roman commander. No matter how stupid Gawain was, he would not have thought that the Romans despised Britain to such an extent.

Then, the figure with a spear and a round shield in hand and rushing on horseback fell into Gawain's eyes. This is exactly the Roma coach who came on his own initiative, Stilico.

"Yu Yu!" Stiliko went to Gawain and pulled the reins. He was very curious about this brave knight, and he had heard of the knights under King Arthur. Through a certain degree of analysis, it is not surprising that this knight in silver-white armor with short ear-length hair should be Gao Wen, who is known as the "Sun Knight" in the round table.

Thinking of this, Stirrico became excited. I saw that the tip of his gun was pointed directly at Gawain's head, "I am the commander of the Roman Legion, the commander-in-chief of the British Empire, Stirico, are you Gawain?!" ”

Gauwen gladly accepted Stilico's challenge. He solemnly assumed a battle posture and responded: "The young commander of Rome? Gawain, the Knight of the Round Table, is here to fight! ”

The moment he finished speaking, the weapons of the two collided together. When the blow failed, Stirrico stepped back. After the first round, neither side made any mistakes.

"Shhh Stirrico, who was fighting against Gawain, gasped. Standing under the sun, Gawain's combat power has been raised by more than a star and a half. Under Gawain's perverted force, he was barely on par.

Styriko's abilities are tied to the Legion. He can use the flag to bless the army he leads, and he can also improve his abilities through the legions. That is, he is not outstanding enough to become the youngest commander of the empire. That's it, and Stirrico couldn't help Gawain.

Gawain, on the other side, was also secretly surprised by Stirrico's strength. He had never met anyone who could face himself with the blessing of the sun.

"Cut, gorilla, you're crying for the title of Knight of the Sun." Stirrico admired Gawain's martial arts in his heart, but he didn't leave a trace of affection in his mouth.

"Gorillas? What you say reminds me of a wicked knight at the round table, a heretic who doesn't believe in turnips. Thinking of Mordred, who had not returned after the expedition to the Saxons, Gawain felt helpless.

But he was fighting against Stirico, and he could only pray silently [Britain is in crisis, come back quickly!] 】

Subsequently, the two collided violently.