Even if this chapter is a collection of 8,000 words, in order to conform to the title, I TM is also spelling!

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Xicheng District, the final battle field. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of the large number of reinforcements from the new influx of Friese, the British defense on this side has become weaker and weaker. The defensive line of the second wall was soon crumbling, and the traps that spanned the inner and outer walls were once again filled with corpses by the Phries, who would soon climb up the second wall along the mountain of corpses built by the corpses.

"Don't let them climb up!!" Lancelot transformed into a dark Knight of Despair, slashing the Phriesians who had already climbed the second wall like a whirlwind on the walls. Fortunately, it was not only the British grenadiers who joined the defense, but also some SS members.

The desperate efforts of the Lancelot Combined SS finally repelled three waves of enemy attacks within fifteen minutes. Nearly 100 enemies were killed, and countless enemies were wounded. However, these losses were nothing to do with the influx of Friesian reinforcements, and the enemy was soon able to gather a fourth, fifth, and sixth wave of attacks.

Ang woo~~!!

Within a few minutes of the successful defense of the second wall, the trumpet of the charge was sounded again on the enemy's side.

Seen through the outer walls, thousands more enemies crossed the grasslands, climbed the walls, or entered the Canggu Corridor. There were so many of them that it would be difficult to count the number of enemies for a while.

"--Defensive !!" was almost exhausted, but the centurion in charge of leading the team shouted at the top of his voice. Although he had pushed too hard, his voice had completely changed its tone.

But perhaps it was this sharp cry of anger and panic. It immediately aroused the attention of two hundred SS soldiers and one hundred and fifty archers who were in charge of guarding the city walls.

"Archer ready!!"

"The SS went up to the battlements!!"

The British soldiers quickly followed the order. The draw of the bow of the bow, the shoot of the arrow. As for the conscripts, the converted SS could only take up shields and short swords, and in one breath blocked all the battlements, ready to fight the incoming enemy in close combat.

Weariness and exertion were written on everyone's face at this moment, especially when the battle had been going on for nearly three hours, and this tiredness went deep into the bone marrow.

[If it goes on like this, it won't be able to hold on!] Damn it-Charyana bastard better find a way to solve the problem here!] Otherwise, even if I die here, I'll only survive for another thirty minutes.] Thinking of this, Lancelot wiped his bloodied face with his hand. Of course, these were the traces left by the killing of the Fries, and Lancelot himself was not harmed at all.

On the other hand, the situation in the Canggu Corridor is similarly difficult.

King Arthur led four Knights of the Round Table to fight left and right in the enemy's camp, followed by a hundred pikemen and Scorpios, and even then they could only temporarily slow down the enemy's advance, but could not really keep the enemy out.

At this time, King Arthur in the battle array swept left and right.

The area of a few hundred meters of the Canggu corridor was already crowded with Frisians, and in addition to that, there were nearly seven hundred Frisian soldiers gathered outside the second wall.

This was the final point of the battle, and both the Britons and the Frijians had thrown their last forces into the final battle in the not very wide but very long corridor of the Long Valley. And at the moment the Friesians have a great advantage.

Looking down from the air, the city was crowded with about two-thirds of the Phries' troops, and another thousand or so troops were inaccessible from the city.

But even so, Great Britain has reached the limit of its defenses......

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On the tower, Char stood on the edge of the tower and observed the battle in Xicheng District.

He knew better than anyone else that the West City was on the verge of collapse, and that a gap would soon appear, and that the Frithians would rush in from this gap that they didn't know when, and completely break down the British defenses.

At this time, even Char, who had always been arrogant and confident, frowned.

“......... Is it too late?"

The thought flashed through my mind.

No, it's still too late.

Char's ears suddenly heard a sound from somewhere not far from Xicheng District. And judging by the footsteps, it seems that there are quite a few people.

――Is it the enemy's new reinforcements!?

The mere moment of the thought was enough to plunge some incompetent commander into despair.

But for Char, it was neither a voice of desperation nor a reinforcement from the enemy.

It was the footsteps of the British victory.

This voice is so strong and powerful, and the pace is swift and fast approaching the battlefield in Xicheng District.

At this moment, Char's brow loosened for a moment.

He closed his eyes slightly and snorted.

"-Hmph, it's too slow, miscellaneous soldiers. ”

The next second.

With a wave of his hand, Char gave the final and final order on this battlefield.

The decisive battle between our Britons and the Frisians was utterly decided at this moment. Order all troops in the Canggu corridor to retreat to the battlefield at once, and the grenadiers to light the fire traps in all the tunnels. The soldiers stationed on the second and third walls and wooden towers are ready to attack through the secret door!"

"This is the last supreme order on this battlefield. After that, I'll be going to war with you, and the command here will be completely delegated to Lancelot and the other Knights of the Round Table. Allow them to fight back against the Phrysians from that direction if they decide of their own volition. That's what Draco is. D. Char's order!Immediately inform the whole army on foot!!"

Char pulled the cloak on his right shoulder and tore it apart.

Then he tossed it and let the crimson cloak drift away with the wind......

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Within the Canggu Corridor.

At this moment, the situation is urgent.

"No, I can't stop it!!"

"Shut up, fight to stop them!!"

The Knights of the Round Table were wounded, but they were still fighting valiantly on the front line. A small mountain of corpses had gathered beneath them, and rivers of blood were pouring down. However, more Phriesians crossed the mountain of corpses of their own compatriots, and more poured into the tide.

"Ahhh Barely had time to react, the mad Friesian opened his mouth and took a bloodthirsty bite into the SS's throat, and with a scream, a large amount of blood was swallowed, and fear took over the brain.

The screams of the SS immediately attracted the attention of those around them.

And it was at this time that the consequences of the growing number of SS troops, due to their poor quality and equipment, were finally revealed at a time when the Knights of the Round Table were feeling exhausted.

As Gawain and the other major Knights of the Round Table were tired and their hands weakened, the SS who went forward could not hold back for even three minutes before the Fries' mouths tore a line of defense, and soon a large number of Friesans rushed in along this line of defense and fought with the soldiers.

The SS was no match for these bloodthirsty Frisians.

A large number of soldiers were pinned to the ground, or to the walls. Some of them had their throats cut by deep bites, and some of them had been disemboweled.

The frenzied Friesians pulled the entrails of the soldiers out.

The Frijians held the corpses of the British soldiers aloft, allowing the blood flowing from their severed corpses to pour water on their heads and faces.

The air soon filled the air with the stench of feces and urine, and a strong, pungent smell of blood.

The entire corridor of Long Valley, in an instant, was transformed into a bloody and brutal place of despair by the Fries, who were screaming with excitement.

"- Damn Frisian!!"

"Stop!It's too late!!"

Gawain grabbed the other Knights of the Round Table who wanted to turn back and rescue the soldiers. Although Gawain himself is also very unwilling, but killing back at this moment is simply looking for death. This place has already been captured, and they won't be able to resist it for long.

There were Phriesians everywhere on the left and right, and they had no way to retreat.

Gawain didn't want to admit it, but if he continued like this, the Knights of the Round Table would probably die in the mouths of the Phries. The thought that his body would be reduced to the food of those damned barbarians, Gao Wenqi's whole body trembled.

[I'd rather be like a knight than eaten raw by those bastards—] Gawain's eyes instantly became extremely hideous, and his red eyes were full of violent colors.

At this time, there were sudden shouts from the high platforms on both sides of the earthen wall.

"-Retreat!Retreat!Retreat!!All the British soldiers in the Canggu corridor retreat!Xia Yaqing's order!This is the place of the final battle, and all the British sides immediately withdraw from the corridor!!"

One to one, ten to hundred.

Because the flag language could not express too complex meaning, it had to rely on the herald on foot to shout one by one.

But fortunately, I managed to catch up......

Gawain and the other Knights of the Round Table all let out a sigh of relief, and then scolded Char with some complaints and dissatisfaction.

"That damn bastard said it would only take fifteen minutes, but it dragged on for more than forty minutes!"

"Ahahahaha, but it's finally done, isn't it?"

"Gao Wenqing, let's go! Leave the rest here to Lancelot and Xia Yaqing. ”

Gawain consulted with several Knights of the Round Table and made a decision.

Upon receiving the order, all remaining British soldiers immediately returned to the wall through secret doors on the left and right. Immediately after entering, the secret door was blocked with stones to prevent the Phriesians from rushing in as well.

At the same time, the "Scorpio Street Fighting Heavy Chariot" began to accelerate forward! Its heavy size, combined with its huge body that blocked the entire alleyway in one breath, completely blocked the Phries' progress like a wall. And the twenty or so pikemen behind the heavy chariot resolutely ensured that the Phries would not try to rush over casually.

After all the British soldiers had retreated, the Knights of the Round Table began to develop their skills. However, most of them used the grappling hooks they carried on their bodies to still climb the wall, and then easily jumped over the earthen wall more than four meters high......

When the Phriesians saw that the Britons had fled, they were all excited.

"Charge!!" commanded without hesitation, and all the Friesians quickened their pace and charged. However, what they did not expect was that the real despair had just begun at this moment......

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"King Arthur, the enemy has penetrated deep into the hinterland. According to Xia Yaqing's order, we can carry out the final battle. ”

Knight of the Round Table - Kay. A somewhat stubborn, old-fashioned, always energetic knight. There is no doubt that he is a very loyal knight, and a powerful knight after Lancelot Qing and Gao Wenqing.

Standing at the end of the city wall and looking at the Phrysian army outside, King Arthur frowned imperceptibly.

Char...... Did that guy finally take out all his cards? Sacrificed so many soldiers' lives in vain just to annihilate the Phries who had penetrated deep into the Long Valley Corridor. He's a little too greedy. ”

Kai smiled and said, "Exactly, too greedy." So what is the king going to do when the war is over?"

It was a deliberate teasing that only Kai, a rough-witted combat idiot, could say.

If Bedwell had been here, he would have rebuked his old friend again......

But King Arthur sighed slightly, as if he didn't care.

King Arthur's tone of helplessness but gratitude really made her feel a little tired of someone she hated and loved. "Kai...... You know that I won't do this and you deliberately ask like this, it seems that your influence on Xia Yaqing seems to be good. ”

"As the king said, I am just a simple idiot, except to serve the king until the moment he dies on the battlefield. I only have two things on my mind: wine and loyalty. Kai said very bluntly: "I don't care what those nobles say, and I don't bother to pay attention to Gawain's group of stupid people who have gone astray. But I know one thing very well - everything that happens here and what's going to happen is the one who calls himself Draco. D. Char's man can do it. ”

"So the other party's origin and origin are the same as Lancelot's opinion, anyway, as long as you are loyal to the king, it doesn't matter who he is. Moreover, if Lao Tzu can kill all these ****-like Friesians so happily, it doesn't matter if he is the demon king from hell......! It must be reported!"

With that, Kai raised his huge long sword, which was almost beyond the scope of common sense, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"For a long time, the contradiction between the aristocratic faction and the plebeian faction was a problem within our Knights of the Round Table. But that doesn't mean we really hate each other and hate each other. On the contrary, we have to make a choice just because of our position. What's more, the Knights of the Round Table were personally chosen by the king, and naturally they had to be judged by the king. The fact that the Frithians dared to kill our compatriots would never be forgiven, as Xia Yaqing said. How many tears we shed here today, they will shed several times the blood and tears to pay off the debt, don't think that death is over. ”

King Arthur nodded.

By this time, all the soldiers in the corridor of Long Valley had withdrawn, and the Knights of the Round Table had also retreated safely.

There are only a few thousand Fries' left, who are constantly ramming into the "Scorpio Street Fighting Heavy Chariot", and the appearance of them has already scarred the chariot and will soon be overwhelmed.

“...... No, it doesn't seem like the makeshift weapon is going to hold up. Kai said with a frown. "King, it's almost time, we can't drag it out any longer. ”

"I know ......"

King Arthur took a deep breath.

Then he raised his fire-lit bow and aimed at the obvious protrusion of the wall.

There is a "barrel" there.

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His eyes widened suddenly, and a fine light flashed in his turquoise pupils.

[-For Great Britain.] King Arthur silently shouted in his heart.

Whew-!!

The rocket shoots right in the middle of the protrusion, and it goes deep into three points!

"--Lying down !!"

"Plug your ears!!"

All the Britons subconsciously followed this order at this moment, and everyone quickly covered their ears and squatted down to make a defensive posture.

This scene seems a bit familiar......

And at this moment, an earth-shattering explosion exploded.

With the loud thunderous sound of "boom, boom!" in the clear sky, a large amount of earth and rocks were blown up.

Hidden four meters underground at the entrance to the Changgu Corridor in Xicheng District, the wooden pillars used to support the wooden planks on the top will not collapse were affected by the explosion, and the wooden pillars were broken by the splattering sand and gravel, and the wooden body was broken with a crisp sound, and it didn't take long for them to collapse one after another.

"Well, then—!!" The Friesians at the entrance felt a shake under their feet, and they thought it was an earthquake before they had recovered from the power of the explosion. But I didn't expect that just four or five seconds later, the ground suddenly "clicked!" and a dense cracking sound sounded.

A large hole about five meters wide and four meters long suddenly caved out at the entrance, swallowing all the Phries in this range at once.

Not only that, but it also completely cut off the desire of the Frithians in the Canggu corridor to return from here.

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"The entrance is closed!!!! the grenadiers throw incendiary grenades"

Lancelot's order came at a very timely time.

With his command, countless incendiary bombs were dropped from the left and right sides of the earthen wall.

Due to the sheer number and density of the Frithians crammed into the corridor of the Long Valley, the result was that the grenadiers could throw themselves directly into the most densely populated areas of the enemy with their eyes closed.

And the best thing is that Char, who is thoughtful, also did not let go of laying a layer of firewood in this corridor, and did not forget to cover it with something.

Every year in February, it is very cold.

Today, though, is definitely different.

The raging fire that burned in Xicheng District at that moment was like a fire dragon nesting here.

Soaring fires and billowing smoke.

The fires in the Xicheng District and the main gate area should echo each other, forming a spectacular scene.

The Phriesians in the corridor of Long Valley didn't want to be able to trample on them with their feet this time, because at this moment each of them turned into a burning man, howling and screaming and being consumed by the fire.

Some of them desperately squeezed forward, but the already severed Scorpio was a natural wall, and they couldn't squeeze through it or pushed it open.

Some Friesians are so clever that they run back, and even if they fall into a trap, they can get those behind them to escape by filling them with corpses. However, at this moment, who of them is willing to give up their lives to open the way for future generations?

What's more, they didn't have time to run at all......

There were too many of them, and they stood too crowded.

The Briton threw away all the incendiary canisters in his hands in one go, and the entire Hagu corridor was reduced to a sea of fire at this moment. And the human beings in the sea of fire all have fat in their bodies, and once the ignition ignites the fat in the body, even if the next heavy rain is estimated to be too late to save their lives......

"-Push down!!Push these bastards down!!"

In the midst of the panic, some of the Phries stepped on the heads of their own compatriots in a vain attempt to climb the earthen walls on either side.

When the Britons found out, they immediately picked up the guys and desperately beckoned to the Frisians. Fortunately, they found out in time and stopped the Phries.

However, it also made the Britons marvel once again at the vitality and tenacity of this group of Frisians......

- Outside, the remnants of the Frisians watched the raging fire, but their hearts were cold.

King Henbos had an iron face, and the fist holding his weapon could not be released for a long time.

"All troops at the front...... Whole...... All destroyed......"

In fact, there is no need to report at all, just by looking at it, you can understand that none of the more than 2,000 people who went deep into Xicheng District will be able to escape. And in the case of the Britons' deliberate deep lure, there is no possibility of surviving at all.

The character of the Fries, who are not afraid of heaven and earth, finally felt a trace of coldness at this moment, which was the cold aura from death......

Many of the Friesians were already terrified, and nearly three-quarters of their troops had been killed in this small town. What's even more terrifying is that until now the Britons still have a considerable part of their strength, not to mention, no one knows how many traps there are in the damn town.

Now the Frithians looked at the town with the wrong look.

It is no longer a look at the prey and a request, but a look of fear and fear as if looking at a god of death with a wide open mouth.

The fire is burning...... Mixed with human screams and the smell of meat.

The wind is howling...... Cold as bone.

Eventually, some of the Friesians could not bear the pressure, and their troops began to collapse in small numbers. And as more and more of the Friesians began to turn around and flee, more and more of the Fries, led by them, also abandoned their weapons and fled into the distance crying.

The force had reached its limit and was only beginning to crumble when it was more than half attritional. It has to be said that the quality of the Friesians in the battle of cold weapons in ancient times was already among the best.

They are not only the ruthlessness and perseverance of the soldiers, but also the perseverance and the spirit of not fearing death. These can be said to be the qualities that elite troops must have, and they are born with all of them. Otherwise, if it were replaced by ordinary troops, the morale of the army would begin to waver as early as a quarter of the loss, and by two-quarters of the time, they would have already collapsed and fled all over the ground.

"No escape!!No escape!!

King Henbos was furious and killed more than a dozen people in a row, and he actually relied on his ferocity to prevent the rout from happening. However, he could only control the distance around him, and the other places of Fries simply ignored his orders and fled early.

On the land, the two wings of the Friesian troops scattered like a nest of ants, and in the blink of an eye, more than 3,000 soldiers fled only a few hundred. The central army also continued to retain the size of nearly 200 people, and after the two were combined, there were still more than 500 troops.

And the remaining army not only showed no signs of retreating, but also seemed to have the desire to continue the attack!

Apparently King Henbos was not going to give up on this.

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King Arthur looked at the remnants of the Phrysian troops outside the walls.

Behind her were the last of the assembled troops of the Western Quarter of Britain, and the Knights of the Round Table who were all wounded but still proudly standing behind her.

-- Now for the final battle. King Arthur thought so.

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At this moment, a large hand suddenly covered the top of King Arthur's head from behind.

Like a close lover, rubbed her bright blonde hair.

The surrounding soldiers were instantly frozen when they saw this scene.

And the Knights of the Round Table, who had just gathered, widened their eyes one by one.

"Yo, lion cub. Isn't this scene better than I said?"

King Arthur turned his neck stiffly, his expression twitching.

- Swear to God, if this bastard in front of her is not kind to Great Britain, she will definitely give the other party capital punishment in the name of the holy sword!!

The shoulder-length curly black hair, the eagle-sharp eyes. There is a hint of disdain and indifference to this world on his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth are always slightly hooked, with a hint of mocking smile.

Like a demon king who had not long awakened in the darkness, the man stared directly at the Phriesians outside the city with a cruel and indifferent gaze.

But as if that weren't enough.

The man was still in full view, and he hugged King Arthur's neck like a brother.

This scene instantly stimulated the nerves of all the Knights of the Round Table!

"You bastard impudent bitch!!Don't hurry up and let go of the king!!"

"Frivolous!!rude!!damn !!"

"Slaughtered His !!"

The Knights of the Round Table were almost all so angry that they wanted to draw their swords and cut down some guy who was pretending to be X.

However, it is clear that their threat means nothing to Char.

Because this is his agreement with King Arthur, and it is also one of the rewards he deserves.

Looking at the group of knights of the round table who were almost angry and about to vomit blood, Char snorted coldly and slowly let go of King Arthur in his arms. Of course, he definitely didn't do it because King Arthur had a sword across his neck and a look on his face that if you didn't let go, I would really cut you!

"Stupid Knights of the Round Table. This is a pact I have made with your king. If I can bring victory to Great Britain this time, he is willing to abandon the courtesy of a prince and share it with me as a brother (lover). Is it rare for brothers to hug each other or something?"

Char raised an eyebrow and said. Although he had just deliberately taken a little cheap, he shouldn't have cared with King Arthur's character, right? After all, she had always considered herself a man.

The Knights of the Round Table twitched at the same time, and then looked at King Arthur in unison.

It's a pity that they saw King Arthur's face full of remorse and helplessness, but they had to nod their heads and admit that he had indeed made such an agreement with Char. But God testifies, it was Char who dug a pit with a language trap and smashed King Arthur's pit alive to a dizzy head before agreeing in a daze.

But think about it the other way around......

With Char's character, he really made him follow King Arthur's orders with the courtesy of a monarch - heheda. This kind of thing is estimated to last less than half a month at most, and Char, who is tired of it, will definitely dare to defect on the spot. Anyway, he had no one in his eyes, and he didn't bother to care about the sin of contempt for the king.

Therefore, using this agreement to resolve the status conflict between Char and King Arthur can be regarded as a solution that is not a solution.

King Arthur said: "Don't be too happy too early Xia Yaqing, King Henbos still has some die-hard troops left outside. This is still a long way from the complete victory you are talking about.

Char sneered when she heard this.

The Knights of the Round Table, who didn't care about surrounding themselves and smiling evilly. Looking at their appearance, it looks like once King Arthur does not admit that the agreement has been fulfilled, he will split Char on the spot.

By the way, Lancelot's bastard is also in there......

"Hmph, weaklings. It's so close, and I haven't heard it, but it's so sad. ”

Char slowly raised his head and looked to the east of the city wall.

"Listen to that, the triumphant song of victory. At this moment, with a deafening sound and a speed like thunder...... From the end of the earth in the east, sing and march towards here. ”

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Thundered.

Thundered.

Galloping horses, twenty-five cavalrymen in leather armor and spears in their hands.

Holding high the banner of Great Britain and with their backs to the sun, they rushed like gods.

Behind them were one hundred and forty sword and shield men, five hundred and twenty-three pikemen, and one hundred and fifty archers with a variety of weapons in their hands, and Bedwell, who led the whole army forward.