In the gap between the camp of the British knights led by Mordred and Tristan and the camp of the Saxons, an eerie scene is unfolding.

Several British knights in heavy trium stood in a row, seemingly screaming loudly with great force, but no sound came out. This reminds one of the more famous jokes.

It has been the second day since the two sides were stationed in the standoff, and this strange phenomenon has continued for two days, and it looks like it is going to continue.

The knights are not dumb, in fact, Mordred is asking them to pretend to prove that they have not been fishing for the past two days. After all, the time is not yet ripe for the attack, and the British Knights also need to adjust themselves.

As for the reasons and evidence?

"It's just that it's so cold here, and the words spoken by the knight freeze." Mordred was talking nonsense to Tristan in a serious manner, pretending to be righteous and resolute. "Besides, everyone just came from a long journey, and they are in very bad shape."

That's right, Tristan is already fine. Minor illnesses such as colds are a matter of sprinkling water for the Knights of the Round Table. As a result, Tristan regained his former vigor and enthusiasm. The squinting knight with long burgundy hair wanted to sing a song after "recovering from his illness".

In short, he couldn't help but sing a song out loud when he was happy. Kneeling, all the British knights were impressed by him.

As if it had lit up some strange talent, Tristan had now become special, special and passionate about music.

[Shouldn't we be glad that the Saxons didn't take advantage of the situation to sneak attack when we were at our weakest~] Mordred was in a cranky thought.

There really is no need to be glad. The lethality of Tristan's singing is unquestionable. While the British knights were put down, the Saxons in the barracks were no better.

Then, the attack plan developed by Mordred, who was full of nature, was put on hold. The knights were too hurt and emaciated. Attack or something, I'm afraid it's not in the state. So, Mordred and Tristan negotiated a strategy for attacking after two days of rest.

Following Gawain the gorilla's carrot, Tristan, the Squinting Eye Knight, was also honorably promoted. It's about the two poisons of Britain! All of Britain is united by your presence.

The puppy Gawain curled up in Tristan's hand, holding it for fear of falling off, and holding it for fear of melting. Tristan's attention was all on Gawain. This sad man who is always gloomy in face.

"I'm so sad." A squinting knight never forgets to express his inner monologue.

"In the future, as long as you don't sing, even if it's the moon, I'll jump on it for you and take it off. Mordred pleaded. Tristan is simply terrible. Typical black-bellied character.

"It's so sad!" Tristan was about to say this, but was interrupted by Mordred, who interjected. Mordred already knew what was going to come out of the's mouth.

"I don't know if you can be counted on." Mordred thought seriously, "The food and grass are also running out, and we must launch a general attack quickly, and we can only fight quickly, and we cannot afford to delay." ”

Unwilling to retreat, Mordred began to plan the decisive battle.

[I always feel like throwing Tristan to the other party, as long as there is a song, no one can survive.] 】