At this time, the sword bar has completely become a battlefield, a place of slaughter.

When Artoria arrived with a large army, the rebels, who had long been prepared for leisure, immediately attacked from the top of the hill.

It's just some people who are unwilling to fail, thinking that they have grasped a good opportunity, and they don't know that they are just being used.

Their subordinates can also be said to be a rabble, most of the elites of those destroyed kingdoms are lost on the battlefield, and most of the people who will be gathered by these are just mercenaries.

However, these rabble still added a little trouble to Artoria and them, and even a low-intensity battle consumed a lot of energy from the soldiers.

Artoria's army had only regrouped on the hillside, and the sentinels saw the smoke and dust rolling rapidly in the distance, and the combined army of Lancelot and the nobles had arrived, and they had seized the best opportunity.

The battlefield is always so terrifying, and it is not too much to call it purgatory on earth.

Blood, corpses, framed into the bloody and brutal side of the battlefield.

With the sound of a strong horn, the cavalrymen, under the command of Gawain, raised their riding guns in their hands, silently lowered their armor, and began to drive the horses under their crotches to gallop slowly.

Accelerated—clamped—lowered—leveled, and with the roar of the cavalry, the galloping horses swept down the hillside with a huge impact under the terrified gaze of the rebel soldiers, "Bang! It slammed into the shield wall of soldiers in front of them.

Even though the rebel soldiers had crouched down and pressed all their strength against the huge shield stuck in front of them, the huge impact of the horse charge made it all meaningless, except for the cavalry spear that hit the shield wall and broke in two - the design of the cavalry spear was like this, except for the sharpness of the spear head, the spear body was extremely fragile, preventing the cavalry from throwing the cavalry off the horse at the same time as the cavalry gun crashed into the enemy.

"Don't panic! The soldiers on both wings are on top, the soldiers in the middle are slowly retreating, and the soldiers in the rear are stepping forward! "The commander of the rebel army, as a former kingdom officer, is also an elite commander trained by the kingdom. Even under the leadership of the cavalry, the rebels' military formation could already be said to be in disarray, but under his command, they quickly recovered a certain formation.

And what he did was naturally noticed by Gawain, perhaps knowing the rebel commander, Gawain's eyes flashed with a trace of nostalgia and unbearability, but then it turned into perseverance, since he made an oath, Gawain was determined to complete it, no matter what the cost.

When Gawain led his own soldiers to rush towards the rebel commander, the rebels and the kingdom's army also collided violently like waves, and countless soldiers fell in front of both sides in an instant of contact, but the soldiers behind still rushed towards each other one after another.

Countless corpses were like grains of sand, piling up the entire hillside into a sea of corpses and blood, and the rebels, the kingdom's army, and the soldiers of all sides, rested in peace on this land, a land that both sides had originally intended to protect, but now drew their swords against each other.

After ten years of getting along, Artoria is extremely familiar with Lancelot, one of the most powerful knights under her command, and Lancelot, who is most trusted by her, has always been arranged behind her, she used to appreciate Lancelot's noble character so much, that makes people feel like a spring breeze, that far exceeds the martial arts strength of others.

But now she is betrayed by the knight she trusts the most, which fills Artoria's heart with anger. She recognized Lancelot at a glance among the rebel cavalry charging towards her.

Even if the other party is on the battlefield, he still feels that warm temperament makes people feel friendly and trusting at a glance, but Artoria does seem so ironic now.

"Lancelot!" A deafening roar rang out across the battlefield, and Gawain, who was trying to swing his sword to the soldiers blocking his path, Ranmarok, who was pulling his gun out of his enemy, and the others, all turned their heads to look at the center of the battlefield.

The girl who sat on the most noble seat in the kingdom has now become the most powerful imperial king in the world, the pinnacle emperor on this continent, but now she is so angry.

The girl stared at her familiar figure not far away, the sword of victory in her hand slashed past the soldier who stood in her way, and no one noticed the grief in her eyes as she sped past the corpse of the soldier who was slowly falling.

Obviously they are all the people of Great Britain, obviously the kingdom is now the elite soldiers of the empire, but why did it become like this. He was supposed to be a hero who protected the people of the empire and protected the people, but why did he fall under the sword of his own people now.

Lancelot, it's all because of you! The anger in the girl's eyes became even more lush, and the blue eyes stared at the figure that was constantly slashing the Imperial soldiers, and the anger in her eyes was about to erupt.

Until the long swords in the hands of the two slammed into each other, looking at the familiar face of the man in front of her, Artoria no longer had the calm expression that she had always maintained in front of the king, her face was full of anger, and she glared at the betrayer in front of her who brought the empire into war, her once most trusted comrade-in-arms and subordinates.

"Lancelot! Why did you betray me! ”

"Why?" Whispering the girl's angry shout, Lancelot looked up at the girl who swung his sword at him, and the power of the red dragon boiling on the girl's body made Lancelot's hands holding the sword shook, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand. But Lancelot didn't care, just kept waving the long sword in his hand to block the girl's attack.

His attention was completely drawn to the girl, and those bright eyes attracted him deeply, making him like a reflection in his eyes, unable to extricate himself from it. The beautiful girl in front of him is the pursuit of his life, when he sees the girl standing on the throne above ten thousand people, he is attracted by the girl's peerless face, when standing beside the girl and becoming her knight, he is completely immersed in the girl's delicate and strong temperament.

For her, even if he will be infamous for betrayal for the rest of his life, even if he gives up the knightly way he once swore to, he doesn't care at all, he just wants to have the girl in front of him, only by him, not like when the girl was on the throne, his heart is completely the people, the people, when will you look at me! It's just me in the eyes!

Lancelot's sudden outburst made the girl unable to react, if it weren't for the rich experience honed in the battle formation so that the girl's body subconsciously avoided it, otherwise even if there was the protection of the battle armor on the side, there would be a few wounds on the side. But Lancelot's silence made the girl rush forward even more angrily.

"Lancelot, why don't you answer me!"

"Tell me why you betrayed me! Betrayal of this empire! Betrayal of the Knights of the Round Table! The anger in the girl's heart made the sword of victory of the oath in the girl's hand pour down on Lancelot like a storm, if it weren't for Lancelot's supernatural martial arts, I am afraid that it would become the girl's battle exploits like countless enemies who once stood in front of the girl.

Hearing the girl's voice in his ear asking him, Lancelot's heart, which had become excited because the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years was finally held in the palm of his hand, finally couldn't suppress his longing for the girl.

"Why! Why! I've already betrayed you, and you're still asking me why! Artoria, you don't understand the human heart! ”

Lancelot frantically swung the long sword in his hand, even though the huge shock force from the sword made him feel uncomfortable in his internal organs, but he still maintained his offensive without caring about anything, and approached the girl step by step.

Just like what his heart longed for, closer, closer, until he completely owned the girl in front of him that made him sink into it.