The iron hooves trampled, although there were only twenty-six horsemen, they emitted an aura similar to the galloping of a thousand troops. Since the beginning of the Age of Discovery, there has been nearly 500 years without a horse mounted on this land. Kevin took the lead, his body flashing with a misty white halo, and the halos of twenty-six people joined together, condensing in front of them into a sharp knight's greatsword.

The horses roared, their voices like that of giant lions and tigers, their huge bodies hidden under heavy armor, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes and a huge mouth full of fangs. This is the Thracian war horse, the most suitable war horse for group combat in ancient times. Originating from the Greek city-state of Thrace, it is said that the Greek god of the sea Poseidon himself used the flesh and blood of ancient sea beasts to improve the war horse species. These horses are no longer herbivores, they are usually fed with cooked meat and wine, and they are far superior to secular horse breeds in terms of physique and intelligence. This is a treasure of the Olympian lineage, and the Pendragon family took advantage of the British Royal Navy in the Age of Discovery, and obtained this kind of BMW from Greece. With a full set of demonized armor attached, it has the power to easily trample heavy tanks.

"It's worthy of King Arthur's family, this kind of heritage is really extraordinary. An old man of the Stuart family said with deep meaning, "If one hundred and fifty Knights of the Round Table charge together, I am afraid that they can crush all the forces present here." ”

"Knights of the Round Table, hehe, that's a thing of the past, the Pendragon family's current uncontrollable mess, even King Arthur's resurrection can't clean it up!" the leader of the Norman family pinched the orchid fingers with disdain.

Although everyone didn't say anything, there were a lot of echoing chuckles, and the behavior of the high-ranking Knights of the Round Table such as the Lion Knight Lockberry betraying Kevin was obviously seen by these old nobles.

"Under the fame, it is actually difficult to live up. This kind of strength is no longer worthy of so many privileges!" rumored to be Sir Nelson, who was of dwarven blood, muffled.

"That's enough, I don't want to get involved in the dirty things of you old sesame seeds and rotten grains, but now is not the time for infighting, keep my eyes open and keep up!" Cap snorted a little irritably, and then slammed on one foot, and the whole ground trembled. A splendid war horse that had already been ready to go arrived immediately, and Cap greeted and followed the knight of the round table with the dust of the horse, and the remaining nobles followed in a panic.

Cap's uneasiness grew heavier and heavier, and if Cú Chulainn was here, he would have told him that this was due to the enhancement of Cap's soul perception after merging with the crystallization of Lake Avalon, but at this time, Cap was only feeling anxious.

Although he was annoyed by Kevin's words and actions and forced him to lead the team, he did not want to put the potential heir of the Pendragon family in this victorious battle. Listening to the Duke of Pendragon's sister-in-law who has been bedridden for many years, it is very likely that this Kevin will inherit the family business. Angering such a behemoth that has dominated Britain for thousands of years, he has to consider not only the problems after the return of King Arthur, but also the sanctions from the family.

Kevin's heart was full of anxiety, he didn't know the exact arrangement of the Dawn Trap. In this case, he had to keep speeding up to make himself more visible.

Lockberry was also a little apprehensive in his heart, he knew that he had offended this young master in order to curry favor with Cap this time. Seeing Kevin's 'brave' performance, it was quite a bit of a pioneer, and he couldn't help but move Kevin's heart to die.

"Young Master, please slow down, the situation around you is not quite right!" Unlike Kevin and the others, the few young knights on the side can still accurately judge the situation.

When Kevin heard the sound, he realized that a faint layer of mist had been around him unconsciously, and although the mist was only close to the ground, it was spreading rapidly over time.

"Ridiculous, just an ordinary fog, what's the big deal. Lockberry retorted. The UK has an oceanic climate with extremely humid air. The south of England is also hilly, and fog at night is not uncommon.

The young knight who opened his mouth to remind was about to open his mouth to refute, but found that the speed of the horse team had not slowed down slightly, and he could only grit his teeth to keep up at the moment. There was no fog in the place where the teleportation array was arranged, and with the same terrain, there must be something strange about these inexplicably converging fogs.

"No, the portal is only two hills away from Dawn Manor, and the speed of the Thracian war horse should have arrived a long time ago!" Kevin snorted and reined in the war horse, only to find that the knights who had been following him were quietly shattered like shadows, and before he knew it, he was the only one left in the thick fog.

"Is this the trap of the morning sun? It seems that it can only play a role in confusing!" Kevin let out his perception with some uneasiness, only to find that even his basic sense of direction had completely disappeared in this fog.

A warm sensation came from his chest, and Kevin reached out and pulled out a paper crane. This was originally a tool given to him by Dawn for communication, but at this time, it was directly active.

The crane flew out of Kevin's hand, danced in mid-air a few times, and then flew in one direction. Seeing this, Kevin didn't know that this thing was leading the way, so he neatly drove the war horse to follow.

"You're a lot more scattered than I thought, and it seems that this aristocratic family isn't doing well!" Dawn teased as he looked at Kevin, who rushed out of the fog.

"Well, it's really a terrifying phantom array, but this thing won't work for long, and there are pointing props in the hands of each family!" Kevin reminded as soon as he came out.

"Pointing to props? That's a joke, if it weren't for the limited materials, the effect of this formation wouldn't work, and how many of you would have to honestly go around in circles. Chenxi was disdainful, and he didn't know until the fog was launched that the phantom array that Bai Ze took out was the one that Chi You used to trap the Yellow Emperor's army back then. I think that these fogs besieged the Yellow Emperor's man-god alliance for three days and three nights, and it was not until the Yellow Emperor invented the guide car that it was slightly relieved. If this thing is fully played, I am afraid that even the gods will be deflated.

"It's just that trapping them can't meet the Pope's requirements......" Roland no longer dared to look at the power of the Kyushu formation at this time, and was also full of curiosity about the annihilation array.

"Count Roland, the purpose of this misty illusion array is not to trap them, but to bring them together as much as possible!" Dawn chuckled. The well-ordered aristocratic coalition was already huddled in the fog by this time, and Cap was taking out a blue gem trying to find its way.

"Is it to launch a killing array?" Roland realized.

"In order to inflict as many kills as possible, the concentration of spiritual power in the air is too low, and the effect of these formations can only exert one-twelfth of the power, so this is the only way to act!" Chenxi sighed and nodded.