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Char watched as the British army faded away until it finally disappeared at the end of the horizon. He didn't feel emotion in his heart, but it was a pity that the three hundred cavalry were terrifying this time and there was no return. If the 300 cavalry were handed over to Char for a week of modification training, the combat effectiveness would probably increase by one level.

From the moment this force set off, Char had already expected that this force was finished.

But he didn't mean to meddle too much in the affairs of Great Britain, not to mention that he had inexplicably angered King Arthur before, causing the other party to look at him very unpleasantly. So he didn't bother to tell King Arthur some must-hear things.

As the saying goes, growing up is bound to be accompanied by pain and failure, and it is impossible to become a perfect king without experiencing pain and failure. Char, who had such an idea, definitely didn't deliberately take the opportunity to take revenge because he was despised by a little girl. And besides, he had already warned Lancelot to be careful of the opposing cavalry.

The strategy of Great Britain was very useful, and it must be said that it was indeed a superior strategy to take the initiative to attack the Phries, who had come from afar, and defeat them in one fell swoop before they could gain a foothold. As far as the people of this age are concerned, those who can come up with such a method must be veterans with extremely rich experience in warfare.

"Unfortunately, though, the war wasn't that easy. Char shook her head and sighed. The wind was cold tonight, and he didn't put on thick armor, but just a thin liner and stood on a three-meter-high watchtower. But with his physique, he felt cold...... This must be because the air temperature is too low. I'm afraid the temperature here is almost freezing, right?

After leaving the watchtower, Char returned to the surface. He looked up and saw the silver-haired knight who had been waiting under the tower for a long time.

Tapping the corner of his eye, Char really wanted to punch Lancelot hard, and he was disgusted to look at his smirking face before leaving.

"Bedwell, I didn't expect you to stay. Char walked over and greeted the pure knight. It's just that Char's expression and eyes made Bedwell show a funny expression.

Now Char is like an awkward child, with an angry expression on his face.

"Tsk, that bastard of Lancelot even left a Knight of the Round Table behind to prevent me from escaping. He's so generous!" Char said, scratching her scalp in annoyance.

Bedwell smiled.

"You misunderstood Lancelot. Even the First Knight of the Round Table does not have the right to directly order a Knight of the Round Table to follow his orders. Because this is against the will of the Round Table, it will anger King Arthur. ”

"Tsk, why are you staying?" Char asked.

"No, it's not that I want to stay. Instead, they had to stay, following the king's will. ”

Bedwell said to Char with a smile.

"King Arthur's command?"

Char raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Exactly. Although the words in the mouth are all gibberish, there is still a place for it. Even for the sake of Lancelot's face, forgive the previous jokes, and wait until the war is over to make a decision. This is King Arthur's original sentence. Bedwell said.

Leave room for you?" Char thought. The stupid king who doesn't look very big and has a head full of chivalry will come to this hand, I have to say that this is a bit unexpected by Char. In my memory, the little girl with a strong personality who can suffocate people to death, she still has such a cunning side as a king, ah.......

However, it is already too late. If he had chosen to believe his word earlier, then this battle would have been a landslide victory for the side of Great Britain. But it's a pity that King Arthur still couldn't believe Char in the end, so losing the first battle of this war is an ironclad thing, and no one can change the fact.

Although Great Britain seemed to have a chance to win at first glance, Char, who was well aware of the ferocious nature of the Friesians, believed that Great Britain would inevitably be attacked head-on this time.

The reason is simple. The Phries, or rather the state, are strange, warlike and murderous, and do not like gold and silver treasures but like to decorate human limbs. They would inevitably organize a battle every two months, regardless of whether they won or lost the battlefield, and how many enemies they killed or wounded. The more enemies you kill, the more ornaments you have, the easier it is to gain the favor of your clansmen and the favor of the opposite sex.

It is said that the Phries believed in the evil spirits of hell "Rinistea", an evil god who took pleasure in mutilating human beings and torturing souls. The way to sacrifice to the evil god is to find a female tribe from the Phries, kill a person in the most cruel way, then cut off all his limbs and internal organs, and then smear the whole body of the female Phrysians with the blood of the enemy and push her into the fire pit for sacrifice. (In 324~522 B.C., the evil gods were sacrificed in Gaul.) ）

So the Frithians fought with great ferocity, cruelty and blood. Therefore, once Great Britain was unprepared for hand-to-hand combat with such a fierce nation, the battle process would inevitably be extremely bloody, and the outcome would be tragic. Perhaps, King Arthur's cavalry could inflict heavy casualties, but it could not stop the ferocious nature of the Phries, who were naturally warlike.

Indeed, King Arthur's cavalry units were able to evade the numerical superiority of the Phries with maneuver flexibility. But the infantry phalanx and the levies were all done. The cruel Phriesians will kill all the ill-trained farmers in the shortest possible time, and then surround the remnants of King Arthur's army!

10,000 VS 4,005, the number itself does not have an advantage. Even if King Arthur's personal guard could reach a hundred, but if they were entangled in the Phrysian cavalry, their army would be like a wolf into a flock, tearing the poor British infantry to shreds.

Moreover, the Friesians also have an extremely terrible habit - cannibalism!

So, Char's assertion is not unfounded. Especially after Char saw the equipment and morale of the British infantry and levies, he could guess almost with his eyes closed that the Phrysians would kill the unfortunate people like bald eagles beating a camel (Gulf War).

And the consequences are more than that. Char believed that if Great Britain's army was lost here, it would mean that Great Britain would not be able to regain the lost territory in the south for a long time to come. Because the total number of British troops is only more than 20,000 people, in addition to the Scots in the north and the hike is estimated to be enough.

But the Friesians almost went out in desperation, making a desperate bet! An army of more than 10,000 people could already be said to be at the level of gambling on the fortunes of the country.

As the number of people has always been a thousand-person battle, the level of the real 10,000-person decisive battle is generally only possible in the Roman Empire. After all, there are still 250,000 city defense troops, 80,000 field troops, 30,000 navy and 10,000 Roman janissaries stationed in the capital. (PS: At the height of the Roman Empire, it was said that there were one hundred and twenty legions, with more than half a million men serving.) ）

But it's rare to find a place like the British Isles. According to Char's estimates, the possibility of forcing the Phries to go out this time may have something to do with the weather. In particular, the climate of this island can be close to freezing...... It is estimated that the granary of the Friesians should be empty, otherwise the Frisians would have sent five or six hundred people out to rob at most.

"What's the matter, Char?" He looked into the distance with a serious face from the beginning. Bedwell asked. "If you're worried about fighting, you don't have to worry too much. With Lancelot and the Knights of the Round Table, the safety of our king must be worry-free. ”

Bedwell also thought that Char was worried about King Arthur's safety, which made his influence on Char slightly increase.

However, Char's next sentence immediately shattered Bedwell's illusions.

"How could I worry about King Arthur! I'm worried about the 4,000 infantry right now. They are two-legged, and when the time comes, they will not be able to outrun the cavalry. And what's even more tragic is that they can't outrun the Fries. After saying that, Char pressed one hand on his face, as if he saw the British soldiers screaming in panic, and while fleeing for their lives, he watched the bloody scene of his compatriots being caught up by the Phries......

Let's hope those people aren't scared, or it will take too much effort to regroup. And it doesn't always work. Char thought helplessly.

Now, there are at least two days left before the results of the battle.

Char plans to do something a little during this time, so that he will not have to waste his ass when the time comes.

"Bedwell, since you are the only Knight of the Round Table left by King Arthur. Then you should be the person with the highest command here, right?" Char asked suddenly.

"As long as there is no order from my rank or king, then I am indeed the nominal supreme commander here. Char, is there anything you want to do?" asked Bedwell curiously.

"Well, I want to prepare in advance for the future. ”

Almost five-sixths of the more than 5,000 soldiers stationed here were taken away by King Arthur, and less than 500 are now left to garrison the area. Aside from the nobles' own guards, there are at least three hundred people at Char's disposal.

Next to this camp is a dense wood, with thick branches that are perfect for some weapons.

Char's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to have some ghost ideas as he looked at the woods.