"The dream of conquest is stored in the four seas, and he is determined to reach the other side of the sea of stars. The pride of the overlord is heartbreaking, and the loyalty of the soldiers is worthy of appreciation. I've had such dreams before!"

This time, Artoria was no longer facing an enemy, but an army of kings that rushed in with earth-shattering force. But despite this, she is not afraid at all, in the past era, the last thing she lacked was to face a war with thousands of troops. It can be said that King Arthur's prestige was built on the piles of bones. In this respect, the title of the highly religious Divine King is ironic.

"But what about dreams, one day you will wake up!"

In an instant, the magic exploded, and Artoria rushed into the army like a cannonball. The demon-breaking sword aura exudes a bloodthirsty aura, and the Wind King's enchantment slices through life like the scythe of death. Even though they are both Heroic Spirits, they are too far away from Artoria in terms of rank, and the contrast in strength is even greater, and every swing of the two shining holy swords is accompanied by the loss of life one by one. That's the style of the Undefeated King, she is the eternal Valkyrie of the battlefield.

Artoria was now surrounded by thousands of troops. All around were menacing swords, spears, axes and swords, mercilessly attacking her, without the slightest pity for the jade. Swords and guns have no eyes, hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, if ordinary people are sure that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, it is impossible to prevent the arrows behind them. However, for Artoria, who has two skills, "Mind Eye" and "Intuition", these problems are not very bothering.

If a person wants to fend off all the attacks of the surrounding enemies 360 degrees at the same time, their body will inevitably rotate 360 degrees accordingly. However, if you are dual-wielding the holy sword, you don't need to make such a big move, which effectively reduces Artoria's response time.

"Ho ————!"

With a burst of rapid dancing, Artoria could be said to have cut off the weapons of the surrounding enemies at the same time. Immediately afterward, Artoria rushed forward without hesitation, and the sword flashed, leaving no enemy in the range of the attack that could stand.

"Woo Pur~~~"

The slogan of the charge sounded, and the earth shook suddenly, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded through the heavens and the earth like a landslide. After a while, a majestic cavalry unit appeared before Artoria's eyes.

Alexander's crusade was dominated by infantry, and it was here that the famous Macedonian phalanx was born. However, this did not mean that he was not good at using cavalry, and it was the impact of cavalry that led to a major victory in the battle between the conqueror and the king of Boravas.

Cavalry is the natural enemy of infantry, this is an immutable law on the battlefield. Facing a group of opponents equipped with mounts and achieving Max strength and speed, it was clear that the pressure on Artoria had increased a lot. But in the face of an increasingly unfavorable scene, Artoria did not shrink her defense, but rushed forward.

I saw Artoria rush out in an instant with the speed that had reached its maximum after the explosion of her magic power, and jumped up vigorously when she reached the cavalry. In the midst of lightning and thunder, Artoria had already cut down several of the leading cavalry under her horse. But at this point, she did not stop, but continued to attack a man who clearly looked like a general.

"Get down for me!"

Perhaps in Macedonian times a century ago, this nameless general was a prince of a party with thousands of rulers. But under Artoria's sword, he was still not a one-man enemy. With a sword of her might, she instantly cut it off.

After slaying her opponent, Artoria's purpose is revealed. I saw that she was no longer in a hurry to find another opponent, but sat on the horse and focused on taming the war horse under her crotch.

Kill and take the horse!

That's what Artoria really is for. Cavalry on foot must be at a disadvantage, and it is much easier to tame a warhorse.

The idea was good, but there was one thing that Artoria didn't expect.

I thought that with my B-level riding ability, it would never be a problem to tame a group of war horses. Theoretically, this was true, but the frantic roar of the crotch and the swinging of the war horse showed her the will not to give in. The wild red eyes revealed the color of human feelings, which was anger and war spirit against the enemy.

Misguided......

In desperation, Artoria had no choice but to give up these untamable horses, and at the same time, Artoria also knew the reason for the hit. It's not that the skills they ride are not enough, but that these originally ordinary war horses have also been sublimated into heroic spirits, or the existence equivalent to heroic spirits. Yes, not only people, but even the war horses that have bathed in the glory of the Eastern Crusade have been given the identity of heroic spirits in this inherent enchantment. The glory that is unattainable for ordinary people is absurdly realized in this enchantment on one horse, no, it should be said that all horses.

In this way, the unbelievable fact that Artoria could not tame the war horse makes sense. No matter how humble it is, once it becomes a Heroic Spirit, it is destined to be reborn, and the dignity and pride of being a Heroic Spirit are something that Artoria cannot tame.

"Are you going to fight me alone, Saber?

Riding his beloved horse Besaiphares came the conquering king Iskandar, and behind him were the gods of war, King Maharaka and other heroes who left a strong mark on history. They are by no means ordinary people when taken out individually, and if they go together, even Artoria may not be able to resist them.

"I'm looking forward to a real battle of kings!Saber, take out the army that can match me, and let me see your fantastic knightly era!"

At this moment, Rider doesn't know how long he has been waiting, and mere time has no meaning to measure. Holding on to your promise, the promise that we would eventually fight on an equal footing, he waited like this, believing that there would be a day when there would be a war.

"I'll admit you're king, Rider!

Artoria's awe-inspiring gaze stared straight at the King of Conquest, unafraid of the thousands of troops behind him. It's not about their own confidence, no matter who they are, it's hard to get out of this kind of army. Artoria is confident that she also has a group of people who have sworn to protect her. It was the Imperial Knight of whom she would always be proud, and who had made a vow of eternal life!

I swear to be kind to the weak

I swear to stand up to rape bravely

I swear to fight all mistakes

I swear to fight for the unarmed

I swear to help anyone who comes to me for help

I swear not to hurt any woman

I swear to help my brother knights

I swear to be sincere with my friends

I swear that I will die for what I love

This is the oath of the River Thames, in the city of London, which has been burned by time forever. From this point on, the era of Holy Britain was born. There will never be a lonely figure galloping on the battlefield, behind the invincible king... It must be followed by countless equally invincible knights.

"I will keep humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, spirit, truth, justice! I will guard the king with the sword in my hand, and I will always follow the holy king!"

Every knight at the round table remembered this sentence and forever remembered it in his soul. From the sword in the stone shining with the brilliance of the king to the battle of the sword fence to follow to the death, the haughty king is the only belief of the knights, and this desire is even beyond the shackles of time and space. Life can't last forever, but this heart of protection can last forever.

Slowly raising the Sword in the Stone, the supreme sword that is still famous above the Sword of Oath is about to reveal its true power. The power of this sword of the king's choice has never been reflected in its own sharpness and invincibility. As the name suggests, it is a sword of the king's choice, and he represents... It's the power of the king!

“I‘mthekingoftheworld！”

I am the king of the world! This is Artoria's self-proclaimed, ask the king and hero of the world, how many people can achieve Artoria's great achievements?

With Artoria's loud proclamation, the sword in the stone turned into a dazzling white light, which grew larger and larger until it obscured the light that originally belonged to the sun. Suddenly, the entire enchantment of the King's army was filled with this divine white light.

The light faded, and the naked eye slowly adapted to see things. But this observation surprised everyone. I saw that the battlefield that should have belonged to the king of conquest alone, at this time, another army appeared in the distance. Silver armor, tall horses, and swords at the waist, all of these are reminding the world that the Knights of the Round Table, who almost dominated the world in the past, have reappeared in the world!

"Long time no see, my king!"