"It's too dangerous, king. Lancelot stepped up and whispered to Leah. "It's too dangerous if they rush up at all costs, and now that we're victorious, why take the risk?"

Hearing this, Liya shook her head lightly, but there was a hint of admiration in her indifferent tone, and said: "Don't worry, if Crotaire really did this kind of thing, then I'm afraid he won't have what he is today." After a pause, he said, "Do you think Lancelot, even if they rush up, they can hurt me?"

"Yes. Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief and said, "I almost forgot, but you are undefeated." ”

All the Knights of the Round Table laughed because they always believed that their king was 'undefeated'.

"This will also minimize the losses as much as possible, even if they are weak, the final counterattack will definitely make us lose a lot! Leah said distractedly.

Listening to Leah's words, no one retorted, they all knew that it was not enough to defeat France, and that Eastern Rome, not far away, wanted to devour them all the time.

Leah didn't speak again, just quietly looked at Clotaire, who was surrounded by the crowd in the French army, waiting for his answer, without the slightest eagerness.

She wasn't worried that Clotair would reject her at all, because she knew that the other party had no choice at all, and now the situation was very clear, if they continued to fight like this, they France would not have any chance of turning the tables around.

But now the opposing coach suddenly asked his own coach to fight, which can be said to be like a life-saving straw before drowning, so that France suddenly saw hope.

Because everyone knows the importance of the commander in the battle between the two armies, it can be said that it directly determines the victory or defeat of the war, and is the morale and soul of the entire army.

In this case, in the face of the only hope, I believe that anyone will try their best to play a game.

"Your Majesty, this is our only hope. One of the generals beside Crotaire whispered in Crotair's ear.

"yes, the only chance. Crotair sighed with a little frustration.

Who would have imagined that Clotaire, one of the overlords of Europa, created such a behemoth as the French Empire, and ended up in such a situation.

"Your Majesty, as long as King Arthur is killed, we will have a chance of victory, please decide. The general said in a low voice.

"Do you want me to not retain a little bit of my dignity as an emperor in this last moment?" Crotair whispered.

"Don't dare, it's just," the general said in fear.

"I know, you're thinking about France. But you should also believe that I'm not a helpless guy, and the battle between the two of us is still unknown. Crotair smiled confidently.

He does have the capital of self-confidence, although he is an emperor, but in this era of the supremacy of force, if he does not have superior strength, he will not be followed by anyone at all, just like Leah, if he does not have the strength to overwhelm everyone, how can he let her pull out the sword of choosing the king?

Although he knew that the Chosen King in front of him carried too many mysteries and legends, this made him more combative, because the real king and the strong have one thing in common, that is, they are eager to conquer people who are stronger than themselves, and when facing powerful enemies, they will not show timidity but the excitement and desire from the bones, eager to fight with them.

A person who has this desire will not necessarily become a king, but a person who does not have this desire will never become a king.

Because in the cruel world, the first to be eliminated are those who are content to be content with the present and dare not fight.

If he Clothar has been able to come to this point and create such a huge empire, is he a coward and coward?

For Leah's invitation, he faintly felt that the heart that had been hidden in his heart for a long time and had not been burning for a long time was beating fiercely.

He felt that he was so eager for this battle that even if he would lose, even if he would lose everything, he would not be able to contain his desire.

is also a king, and is also a legendary king, although Crotaire used to be very dismissive of Leah, but now he has already put her on the same position as himself.

In that case, how could he refuse Leah's invitation to fight?

Or did he have a strong desire in his heart?

The formation formed by France suddenly opened up, and Clotaire slowly walked out of it, holding a gorgeous long sword in his hand and looking at Lea, and said with a hint of fiery voice in his voice: "The king of France, Clotaire, fight." ”

"You didn't disappoint me. A smile suddenly appeared on Liya's face, which had no expression, and she said with a smile.

"Even if you are a down-and-out king, even if you are facing the twilight, but I, Clotaire, am also a king, and I will let you see the pride of the king under the twilight. Crotaire reached the peak of his sword in his hand and slashed towards Ria with great momentum.

"That's fine, let me take a good look at the pride that belongs to you, the king of France. Leah took her sword and met her without backing down.

"Dangchang"

With the sound of the clashing of swords, Clotaire suddenly felt the incomparable power coming from his hand, making the sword in his hand almost come out, although he barely clenched the sword in his hand, but his whole body involuntarily slid backwards for a distance.

"Damn, as the rumors say, he has unrivaled power, but if so, how can I be willing to admit defeat?" The unexpected power did not scare Crotair, but shook his hands that were numbed by the great force, and then stabbed at Ria quickly.

In the face of this head-on battle, Leah has never flinched, and perhaps she doesn't know what retreat is, because she didn't have any right to retreat from the beginning.

The sword in the stone in his hand, slightly radiating light, as if guided by heaven, chose its own master, and killed all enemies for its master, all as if it was destined, and collided with Clotaire.

I have to admit that Crotaire is indeed a great king, and he can't help but develop the country so strong, even if it is a personal force, it is very powerful. The two seem to be fighting together a little stalemate, but everyone can see that although Crotel can remain undefeated, Leah's strength is too strong, making it a little difficult for him to resist, and if he continues to wear it out like this, I am afraid that when his physical strength is exhausted, there will be no hope of winning.

On the other hand, the other party did not show the slightest exhaustion, and even after such a long time, the other party's strength did not decrease in the slightest.

At this moment, neither Crotair nor the French soldiers could help but secretly slander in their hearts that this was a monster?

"We can't go on like this, or we're going to lose. Crotair thought anxiously in his heart, he knew his situation very well, if he didn't hurry up and divide the winner, I was afraid that he would really be dragged to death.

"King Arthur, although I am a loser, don't erase my pride, use your greatest strength to defeat me. Crotair exclaimed. He didn't want to go on like this, and instead of being defeated by exhaustion of his strength, it was better to be killed convincingly when he was at his strongest. And maybe you can find a flaw to fight back against the other party.

"As you wish. After Leah finished speaking, she held the sword in the stone in one hand, and the whole person slashed towards Clotaire at a speed that was difficult to identify with the naked eye, but even though the speed reached this extreme, it was still seen by Clotaire, and the golden figure was clearly reflected in his pupils.

The instinctive reaction of his body made him raise the sword in his hand to defend, and with the sound of metal, Crotaire breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew that he was blocking the other party, but before he could fight back, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and looked down with difficulty, only to find that his chest was pierced without knowing when, and he couldn't see what it was!

At this moment, Crotair knew that he had lost, and that it was his life and his country that had been lost.

"Legend has it that King Arthur has two holy swords made by elves, and I guess the sword in my chest is the one that rarely appears in front of people, right?" Crotair asked with difficulty as he looked down at the place on his chest that was faintly moving.

"Yes, this is the second sacred sword I have ever received from Avalon, and it is called the Sword of Oath Victory. Leah replied calmly.

"Victory of the Oath is really a good name, and it is very suitable for you. Crotaire said with an envious look on his face, "It would be nice if it belonged to me." ”

"Can you show me what it looks like?" Crotair said pleadingly.

Leah didn't speak, there was no way she could refuse Crotair's request at such a time.

Gently raising the invisible sword in his hand, the wind danced in this moment, as if beating violently, cheering, the whirlwind visible to the naked eye swirled around Riya, her golden sand hair danced with the wind, the skirt of the battle armor rose high, and in the center of the vortex, Ria seemed to be the core of the whole world.

The flow of air washed away the dark clouds that shrouded the sky, revealing the warm sunlight, and when the whirlwind dissipated, it revealed the unadorned and simple sword body hidden in it. As if in response to the master's intentions, the entire sword body suddenly exuded a dazzling light, and the sword in the stone held by Liya in her other hand was also not to be outdone, emitting a light comparable to that of others.

The magnificence and simplicity of the brilliance intertwined, and the divine golden light rushed straight into the sky, as if it was about to break through the sky.

"What a beautiful view. Crotaire, lying on the ground, seemed to think something as he looked at the dazzling sky. "Now, I say, King Arthur, what are you looking for?"

"What are you looking for?" Leah was stunned, looking at the sunset and golden glow at dusk, she didn't know how to answer.