The terrible north wind cracked the battle flag, and the roaring thunder tore the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Torrential downpours fell from the sky.

A surprise battle broke out on the Ibilic Gap on the Hessian plain, with the British army taking the lead in attacking the Phries.

Passionate howls, galloping war horses.

The hooves of the horses trampling the rain turned into thunder, and King Arthur, dressed in a red cloak, led the Knights of the Round Table into the enemy line. Wielding her golden sword, she lashed out at the intruders who invaded her land. The Knights of the Round Table roared and practiced, wielding their swords and slashing the Frisian soldiers.

Three hundred and thirteen heavy cavalry were like sharp knives, easily tearing through the frontal line of the Phries. A white Hong Tieju was forced into the enemy's main formation for hundreds of meters. The knights chanted the slogan "Glory to Great Britain!", followed by the golden light that glittered brightly on the battlefield.

Boom - !!

The Phries, taken aback by the sudden attack, roared and rallied their men to turn around the knights.

Looking down from the sky.

The forces of the Frijians on the ground are as numerous as black ants, and they are scattered throughout the plains. Three thousand soldiers on each flank were slowly spreading out, disorganized but unusually swift to surround the British cavalry.

"Kill them all!!!" the Friesians roared in anger and swarmed from all directions.

At the same time, the infantry phalanx of Great Britain also rushed to the center of the battlefield, and the two armies let out an earth-shattering roar and a sound of fighting.

In addition to quickly encircling the British cavalry units, the Frijians sent more than 4,000 levies to launch a suicidal assault on the incoming British infantry units. Dressed simply and with a simple weapon, the Frijians fought with such ferocity that it often took one or two British soldiers to kill them.

The Phries, on the other hand, are warlike by nature and have a berserker bloodline in their bones. So even if they are stabbed to the core, these red-eyed killing machines will not stop there, they will use all means to continue fighting.

"For Great Britain!!" the British soldiers, shouting a glorious slogan, rushed forward to fight the Phrysians to the death. Their dedication is so unhesitating that they want to stop each other at all costs.

On the battlefield, a dark black figure swept through all the surrounding Phriesians like a violent wind.

Lancelot held the indestructible lake in one hand, and the long knife that he didn't know about the unlucky guy in the other. At this time, Lancelot's armor was already covered with a layer of dark red blood, and under the pitch-black mask, Lancelot's usual polite expression was long gone.

A pair of red eyes as wide as a devil, and a terrifying smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The pitch-black Dark Knight was simply a humanoid meat grinder at this moment. He threw himself into the front line of the battlefield and fought with the British soldiers.

And when the main general personally joined the front line, the British soldiers marched forward one by one, raising their swords and slashing the Phries to the ground, and then slashing their bodies into pieces!

Boom Boom - !!

Suddenly, a white whirlwind rolled up like a cannon, sending dozens of Frithians in front of him into the air. Hundreds of British cavalry troops rushed out of the whirlwind, and the leader naturally took the lead by summoning King Arthur, who was assisted by the wind elemental with the holy sword.

After ramming away nearby enemies with the "Hammer of Anemo", King Arthur had already led his troops to the edge of the enemy line. Along the way, they killed and beheaded at least 500 enemies, and King Arthur personally killed hundreds of them. The golden sword rested lightly on the side of the horse, and the blood all over it had stained the holy sword red, and the sharp tip of the sword was dripping with beads of blood...... One can imagine how crazy King Arthur killed just now.

By this time, however, the Friesians had come to their senses. The enemy was full of people in all directions, and in the depths of the enemy's hinterland, King Henbos, with a hideous face, stared at King Arthur as if he were looking at his father's killer.

"- O King of Great Britain, I will slay all your people and slaughter your country!!, and your people will be slaves of our Phries!!" King Henbos roared madly at King Arthur, and ordered all six hundred guards behind him to attack!

These 600 elites were all heavily armoured, and among them were 200 heavily armored cavalry and 100 foot knights. They are King Henbos' strongest trump card. "Valu Berserker" troops!

The Valu Berserker Force quickly moved out, and like a black red tide, it quickly surrounded King Arthur's guards.

"--Whoa!!!" The Knights of the Round Table drew their swords with hideous expressions on their faces, surrounding their kings behind them. At the same time, the 300 hoplites behind them turned around and charged again towards the enemy's flank who had just rushed out!!

The British cavalry and the Valu cavalry engaged in a hedging battle. The two sides separated the distance of more than 300 meters, and blessed the speed of their war horses to the fastest level. The British cavalry had broken their spears in the first charge, so this time they charged with tomahawks or swords.

On the other hand, the Valu cavalry were not equipped with spears, but instead used rare axes and hammers, and a medium-sized knight's shield on their right hand. From this point of view, the Valu cavalry should be a heavy knight in close combat, unlike the cavalry units of Great Britain, which are mainly charged and supplemented by close combat.

Thundered!!

There was a quadruple thunder in the sky.

The British cavalry, chanting the fanatical slogan "For the King, for Great Britain", formed a wedge formation and charged at the Valu cavalry. They were loyal, they were brave, and they were the elite cavalry units of Great Britain. Although the spear had been broken, the battle flag had been left behind in the battlefield just now.

However, the blood in my heart is still boiling, so I can definitely continue to fight!

To tear this dark world apart, for the only miracle light. King Arthur, we are willing to be the cornerstone of victory, if you can lead us to the final victory. We are willing to pay the price of our souls and lives to always be by your side.

"King Arthur's glory!!!!! we will give it" At the moment when the two armies were about to collide, the cavalry of Great Britain let out an earth-shattering roar in tacit understanding. The sound resounded like thunder throughout the battlefield.

And it was at this moment that a golden light rose into the sky and turned into a huge pillar of light!!

Beneath the golden pillar of light that shot into the dark clouds, King Arthur held the golden holy sword in one hand.

But don't get me wrong, this is King Arthur's big move, release the mantra and liberate. That's what she's only been able to do since she became a Heroic Spirit, turning the soldiers' faith and support for her into a vast golden light that destroys everything with a physical attack. And now she just turned the trust of the knights and soldiers received by the Holy Sword into a pillar of light, and then used the light itself to affect the enemies on the other side.

"Lift up your head and look up!!, the flower of the battlefield that blooms on the battlefield - the sparkling glory of Britain!!"

King Arthur raised his sword with all his might, and then roared with all his might. Push a huge ray of light forward with a sky-splitting force. The huge light instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, causing the charging Valu cavalry to fall into a world full of golden light in an instant, and the figures of the British cavalry immediately lost in their eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the British soldiers, who turned their backs to the light and were not affected, instantly culled dozens of Valu cavalry like wolves into a flock of sheep. Then he slammed headlong into the subsequent Valu infantry group, overthrowing the vanguard of the Valu Guards in one fell swoop.

However, the main force that arrived afterwards and a hundred foot knights arrived. These berserkers, dressed in heavy armor like the Knights of Great Britain, were not something that ordinary soldiers could deal with. They were uniformly clad in heavy armor and armed with long axes and large shields. Dozens of pounds of weapons were just in their hands.

The moment the British cavalry and the Valu Foot Knights got together, several British cavalrymen were split in half by the Valu Foot Knights with long axes before they could react. What's even more terrifying is that those knights on foot even drank human blood! Stimulated by the smell of blood, they became even more ferocious and abnormal!

"-Whoa-oh-ah-ah!"

Although the British cavalry fought desperately, the difference in numbers was too great. More and more cavalrymen were trampled to death by their horses, or dismembered by the monster-level foot knights. And just three minutes ago, these British cavalrymen were still alive and well through the enemy formation.

The British cavalry became smaller and smaller, and more than half of the three hundred were killed in the blink of an eye. Most of them were killed by the Valu Foot Knights. After all, the level of these foot knights is quite high, almost comparable to the British Glory Knights Guard stationed in the royal capital, this force is the real last trump card army of Great Britain, with a total of 600 members, and more than 200 regular knights.

And at this time, suddenly thirteen figures descended from the sky and joined the battlefield.

A golden sword light danced in the ranks of the Knights on Foot. With each dance, each sword flipped and splattered with a golden light, and a Valu Foot Knight was decapitated, his eyes wide and his expression of disbelief lying in a pool of blood.

"It's the king! The king himself is here!!"

"And the Twelve Knights of the Round Table!!"

"--For the sake of Great Britain!!"

King Arthur gasped slightly, but he still tried to pretend that he was completely fine. It gave the surrounding soldiers a sense of stability and reliability like Tarzan. With the addition of King Arthur and the Knights of the Twelve Round Table, the defensive line of the British cavalry began to gradually solidify, and they counterattacked in layers.

For the sake of Great Britain! King Arthur stared at his enemies with a bloody face and a murderous expression.

I have to admit that the number of enemies is simply too many. And because the cavalry unit was completely besieged, it was no longer able to do any support after losing its mobility on the battlefield. Even, now it is difficult to protect itself.

Now we can only hope that Lancelot can lead the infantry troops to break through the encirclement as soon as possible and rescue these surrounded soldiers behind her.

This...... Call. King Arthur's eyes snapped open, his blood-stained hands clenched into the hilt of his sword and pointed forward.

"- Glorious soldiers of Great Britain, follow me!!"

"Woohoo!!"

King Arthur, under the cover of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, once again burst into enemy lines, colliding with the elite hoplites of the Phries. Then he led the cavalry force of less than 200 people behind him, and launched an unusually tragic and cruel bloody battle with the enemy.

..............................

On the other hand, Lancelot led 2,000 British infantry to cut through the enemy's center and flank support, so that it could not be echoed. It greatly enhances the battlefield form of your side, but it also has a huge drawback.

That is, the soldiers are consumed too quickly.

Lancelot and the British infantry, despite their best efforts, had to narrow the circle again and again under the onslaught of the Fries, and the casualties were close to one-fifth of the total number.

And that's when another piece of bad news came.

The left flank was responsible for the conscription forces against the Fries, who were already the least morale and least equipped troops. Add to this the fact that Lancelot's mind has always been on the side of the infantry, neglecting the conscription troops and wrongly overestimating the morale of these people. As a result, under the bloody and brutal attack of the Fries, some of the levies were terrified by the bloody fighting methods of the opponent who ate human flesh and drank human blood.

Some of the levies were so frightened that they lost the will to fight, shouting "Demons, all demons!" as they dropped their weapons and fled the battlefield. And with some bad examples taking the lead, more conscripts began to give up their resistance and choose to flee. From one to ten, from ten to hundreds, from hundreds to the entire army......

Eventually, the Friesians gathered their forces again and stormed the levy's defensive line in one fell swoop, completely scattering and crushing thousands of conscripts.

Once the levies were defeated, the rear of the British infantry led by Lancelot was exposed. It was originally a three-sided attack, and the British phalanx was completely surrounded from all sides.

The rear was empty, and the enemy was surrounded in large numbers. At this time, even Lancelot's prestige could not suppress the turmoil of the British soldiers.

At this time, Great Britain's offensive interspersed tactics were like a rootless boat drifting in a big wave, completely losing control of itself. And the Phries still had enough troops left to eat them completely.

Looking down from the sky.

The British Legion of the Blue Army is slowly being eaten away by the black troops that are several times larger than themselves around it. And the British army was almost surrounded by Friesian soldiers. Their king was deep in the enemy's hinterland at this time, and although he tried to rush in front of King Henbos several times and capture the other party alive, in the face of dozens and hundreds of times the enemy siege, the twelve Knights of the Round Table and King Arthur also began to be wounded one after another, and even one of the Knights of the Round Table had died on the battlefield.

Thundered.

There was thunder in the sky, and several lightning flashes flashed.

On the ground, the British army showed a clear defeat.

I'm afraid it won't be long before the whole army will be wiped out here......

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