Chapter 105: Another chapter of shortness and weakness
"Whew!" Mordred on the battlefield let out a sigh of relief.
What is impossible for one person to penetrate an army? The corpses of Saxons who died on the field and could no longer die are the best proof of this. In fact, even King Arthur's presence could not have done better than Mordred.
In the age of cold weapons, Mordred was simply invincible. The effect of the Mordred Treasure is lightning itself. And the soldiers of this era, except for primitive people in some corners of the world, who still used stone tools, most of them used metal weapons.
Especially the Saxons on the opposite side were so well armed. It's a shield and an iron sword, and it's almost armed to the teeth. Imagine a thunderstorm and you're swinging around outside with a lightning rod. Who do you hack if you don't hack?
Mordred can hit with her eyes closed. This is sour, only those who have experienced it can understand.
All in all, Mordred's ability to fight against the army is surprisingly outstanding, especially the opponent's well-armed kind. When the two armies face each other, as long as Mordred is put into the opponent's place, sparks and lightning all the way are absolutely effective and reliable. If you don't die, you have to be paralyzed.
The battle was simply Mordred's one-man battle. In order to avoid accidentally injuring their own soldiers, the knights only hung far behind Mordred to clean up the fish that had slipped through the net.
"Haha, you're so good, why didn't I see it before~" Tristan teased. Mordred's operation was too slippery, and Tristan was the first time he had encountered such a battle. "How do you feel like you're just coming by yourself, what do you want us to do? Do you hit soy sauce? ”
"I didn't expect that, haha." Mordred then asked, "What about the results?" ”
"The casualties were about two hundred or less, which was a complete victory." Tristan said happily, "I'm not sad at all now. There was enough food in the Saxon camp for us to replenish it. ”
"Two hundred," Mordred weighed. Under the lightning strike of Mordred, it was only responsible for sweeping the tail and paying two hundred casualties. It can only be said that the inferior weaponry and combat effectiveness are not a little bit worse.
No wonder the Saxons were able to run rampant in Britain for so long before King Arthur's accession to the throne.
With the withdrawal of Roman troops, barbarian incursions into Romanized Britain became more frequent, and in 410 AD, the Roman Empire, which had been exhausted, refused to aid Romanized Britain, and Roman officials left Britain.
As a result, the Saxons poured into Britain, and the Saxons would gradually replace the Celts as the rulers of Britain in later generations.
"So," said Mordred's excited smile under his helmet, "let your knights change into captured weapons, and let's go!" ”
"Oooh oh !!" The melon-eating knights cheered excitedly. In fact, I came to paddle in the water, and shouted 666 twice. But everyone was very excited about the victory.
All foolish citizens, no matter how healthy and strong they are, can only be meaningless materials and spectators for public display, and there is no need to think that they are unfortunate to die of illness. ——— by a certain women's clothing boss
Mordred and Squint led a group of pig teammates on the march.