Chapter 14: The Battle of the Broken Sword

Lancelot also rushed to the rear of the group at this time, "Surely you will be hit!" "Taste the proud blow from Lord Lancelot! You little man who hurts people with hidden arrows!" A long sword stabbed at the commander of the Saxons in an extremely tricky way, but was blocked by the giant blade in his hand, "How naΓ―ve!" The long sword was pulled back at a very fast speed, and stabbed out at a faster speed, although it was framed again, but then it was withdrawn at a faster speed, and stabbed out again, and just kept stabbing out, being blocked, withdrawn, and stabbed again, Lancelot's long sword stabbed faster and faster, giving people the feeling that it was like stabbing countless swords in an instant, and the commander of the Saxons had already blocked the giant blade in his hand in front of him like a shield, but Lancelot didn't care at all, and still stabbed quickly, "Shatter!" Just when everyone thought that the two were at a stalemate, with Lancelot's shouting, the giant blade shattered into iron filings, and then the dense sword light engulfed the commander, and when Lancelot collected his sword, there was nothing left but a pile of minced meat on the ground, and the commander of the Saxons was stabbed into a pulp.

"Run!" howled in fear, and the Saxon army broke up and fled the battlefield.

"Hey, has any of you seen my horse?" cried Lancelot, dismounting, but when the Saxon commander died, Lancelot could not find his horse, "Lord Lancelot, please use my horse." Lancelot's squire dismounted and handed the reins to Lancelot. Such a small detail simply went unnoticed.

"Hee-hee, that's really careless!" the girl on the steed laughed happily, "the so-called legendary King of England is just such a careless fellow." ”

"To you, my valiant knight. King Arthur raised his glass and saluted Lancelot. On top of the round table, a rough but sumptuous feast is placed. The knights were reveling in the victory of the war, and the whole roasted boar was soon eaten up, barrels of rum were brought up, and empty barrels were carried down. The knights were all very drunk, and the knights sat together regardless of seat or rank, and Tristan even sang. "Well, where's the wine?" Geraint squinted and touched the barrel beside him, but felt empty, "Hey, Servant, give me another barrel of rum!"

"Bah, bah!" The girl holding the barrel stuck out her tongue with a bitter face, "What the hell, it tastes so bad!"

"Hey, who saw my sword?" "Where is my cuirass?" "Reins, give me a new one!" "Where's my scabbard?" "Slave, do you want me to hold the blade?" "Oh God, will you let me hedge with someone empty-handed? Give me a new knight's spear!" In the early morning, there was chaos in the cavalry camps of England, and many knights could not find their armor or weapons, and even dozens of horses were missing from the stables!

"Hmm, so distressed!" the girl scratched her head in distress as she looked at the knight's spear, scabbard, armor, and horses beside her, "What about these things!"

A few days later

King Arthur, dressed in armor, was walking along a country road and came across a knight sitting on the shore of a lake, with a black steed parked beside him and an ornate tent behind him. "Your Excellency, I suppose that no knight will go down this path unless you have to find someone to fight a duel! ”

"Since you said that those who embark on this path are going to find someone to duel, then why don't you be my opponent. The arrogant knight turned on his horse and raised his spear and heavy shield.

"If that's the case, let me change you. Arthur also lifted the knight's spear and heavy shield hanging from the saddle.

The two knights began to hedge, both knights' spears were blocked by heavy shields, the horses staggered, the two knights discarded the spears in their hands, "draw your sword, knight" Arthur turned the horse's head.

"No, I prefer a spear to a sword!" the nameless knight drew his second knight's spear and pointed it at Arthur.

Arthur was silent and drew his spear and charged towards the knight. The two horses staggered, turned their heads, and continued to hedge, the knight's spear broke again, "Do you want to come again?" Arthur looked at the knight.

The knight didn't speak, just pulled out the third gun, and silently rushed towards Arthur, Arthur raised his gun to meet him, and the knight's spear hit Arthur's shield, and the huge impact force even knocked Arthur to the ground. The knight's gun stopped at Arthur's throat, "You lost, and it seems that God doesn't want me to give up my routine and get out of here." ”

"I haven't drawn my sword yet, I haven't lost yet!" said King Arthur stubbornly, "draw your sword, knight." I'll lose the battle right away, so let's try the Mabu battle now!"

"I'd rather stay on the horse!"

"Coward!" King Arthur drew his sword directly and slashed at the knight, who quickly dismounted, raised his shield to block the long sword, and then drew his own sword and fought with Arthur. Arthur attacked, and in an instant, he swung out seven swords "Silver Mirror Slash"! But each sword was framed by the silent knight.

"Be careful!" The knight slashed out at a very fast speed, and at the same time his body also rushed forward, the two staggered, the knight stopped, Arthur blocked, but the sword in his hand, the sword of the king falling from the sky, the sword in the stone, was cut off by this sword.

"Get out of here!"

When Arthur left, the knight took off his full helmet, Delmont's face was revealed, and the ordinary-looking sword in his hand became a legendary weapon, the Dragon Slayer.

"Hey, Delmun, why do you have to come and cut off his sword and not kill him?" Lloyd's voice came from the tent.

"Boredom will be your worst enemy in your long life if you don't have fun for yourself, do you want to be like a dragon who only knows how to sleep?"

"Alright, well, you're right!" Lloyd spread his hands and said helplessly, "Like you said, I'm bored now, can we go back?"

"No, wait a little longer, someone will come. ”

"Is it a woman?"

"Oh, that's right. ”

"Are you good-looking?"

"In a sense, it's beautiful. ”

"Well, I'm not bored now. ”

"Hey, gentlemen, are you talking about me?" a voice came from Lloyd's side.

"Wow!

"Kitten, you're here!" Del Monte smiled, "Then go home!"

"Oh, finally home!" the girl raised her hands, "the weather in England is even more fickle than mine!"

"Del Monte, you're right. Lloyd looked at the white-haired girl with a white bandage wrapped around her body and a dark body, and said with a wry smile.

"Hey, do you have any problem with my complexion, or am I not happy with what I'm wearing?" the girl looked back at Lloyd.

"No, I didn't mean that. ”

"Yes, of course you don't. The girl waved the knife in her hand, "Because you're wearing, um, how to say that, it's very niche, um." ”

"What do you mean?" Lloyd didn't understand, and Delmont pointed to him, "Oh God, what did you do!" Lloyd looked at his broken formal clothes and wanted to cry without tears.

"Tell you a truth, never try to anger a lady. ”