"-Retreat!!Retreat!!"

With a terrible scream, the British front had been crushed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe phalanx of thousands of soldiers was torn several holes by the counterattacking Fries, and hundreds of Friesians squeezed into the British line, eating and gnawing at the surrounding Britons.

At this moment, Lancelot was covered in blood and retreated, his face was full of ferocity like a hellish devil, and the surrounding Friesians were too frightened by the furious Lancelot to get too close.

"Our army has collapsed, the left flank is completely destroyed, the right flank is surrounded, and the levies are all crumbling. Now we have more than seventy cavalry left, escorting the king out!Anyway, their heavy knights have been killed by us, as long as they rush out, they will not be able to catch up with us!" Lancelot has joined King Arthur and the other nine knights of the Round Table, but the situation is not optimistic.

"-Damn it!

"You can't just walk like this, you have to avenge your dead friends!!"

"That's right, the glory of the knight is not to be tarnished!!"

A significant number of the Knights of the Round Table did not agree to retreat, even though they had all been wounded or even killed in battle. But they still keep their fighting spirits high, vowing to fight the Phries to the end!

- How stupid! Lancelot remembered for a moment Char's assessment of these knights, and at this moment he had to say that Char's evaluation was really to the point.

"Lord, please make up your mind!" Lancelot said after giving up communication with the other knights, and asked King Arthur directly, who had caused a storm of blood in the crowd.

A single sword swept away several of the besieging Phries, and King Arthur leaped into the mountains and slashed one of his enemies in half. But the whistling blade didn't stop there, but instead picked up a spike diagonally, and the throats of the three Friesians were easily sliced and quickly recovered.

King Arthur had now taken on the posture of a blood-stained demon king, her eyes flushed and glaring at the Phries. There was a pang of exasperation in those clear eyes, and she watched as the army she had brought out collapsed under the onslaught of the Frisians, and she could do nothing about it.

At this moment, the British army was more than half damaged and scattered. The rest of the soldiers relied on their trust and worship of the king, desperately staying here and willingly acting as outcasts to cover the king's escape.

"- King Arthur, please go quickly!"

"The Kingdom of Britain please!!"

"King Arthur go away!!You can't fall in a place like this!!"

"For Britain!!For King Arthur!!Hold these damned Frisians!"

Crunch, look at the British soldiers who were willing to give their lives for themselves. King Arthur's clenched teeth creaked and grinded, and his eyes contained a faint mist, and his face was full of fierce anger.

"-Retreat!"

King Arthur didn't know that she said this, but she only knew that the moment she said this sentence, she felt like her whole body strength was drained, and her whole spirit fell into a trance.

The king's order was quickly carried out.

Lancelot led the Knights of the Round Table as spearheads, smashing the Phries' charge out of the way in front of them.

The remaining seventy-two British cavalry fought bloodily, escorting King Arthur, who was always in the middle with his head down and biting his lip, all the way south to fight his way out of the encirclement. Then he joined the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables, and galloped without looking back......

As he fled, King Arthur took one last look behind him.

The British soldiers, who were dwindling under the enemy's encirclement, looked at her with smiles on their faces. The expression was like that of a traveler who had been lost in the darkness and had finally found a beacon of guidance. Even though they were dying, they still maintained a noble and noble mood, and maintained and worshiped their king from the bottom of their hearts.

Even though he was stabbed several times, his fighting spirit will always remain.

Even though he was killed in the enemy's ranks, he sang praises before he died.

"King Arthur ~ our King. ”

"King Arthur ~ King Forever. ”

"King Arthur ~ King of Miracles!"

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In the end, the battle ended with the collapse of Great Britain on all fronts.

The 10,000-strong army of the Phries suffered minor casualties, with 763 killed and more than 1,400 wounded.

Overall, it still maintains a combat unit of about 7,000~8,000.

However, the most serious thing was that the elite troops of the Phrysians were almost completely wiped out, especially the hoplites and foot knights were killed twice and four seriously wounded by the Knights of the Round Table. and one hundred and forty British cavalrymen were killed in battle, and sixty-seven were seriously wounded.

-- Great Britain was almost completely annihilated.

In the end, there were not a single hundred people who escaped, and when they went out, there were more than 4,000 people, and when they came back, there were less than 1,000...... The battle loss rate was more than three-quarters, which can be described as a tragic defeat!

The next day, the remnants of Great Britain fled back to their camp in disarray.

The miserable appearance of the army and the news of the death of the two Knights of the Round Table surprised everyone who came to greet them.

And Char, as one of the greeting people, was stared at at the same time by Lancelot and Bedwell, the two knights of the round table, and there was too much meaning in his eyes......

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