Pandimannian

"Mi-chan, thank you for your hard work!" Alice smiled as she hugged her kitten, which was two laps older than herself, but her tone was like that of a mother.

"No, problem. Master, order, should, can, do," said the kitten, who was held by Alice.

"Alright, kitten, how is our King Arthur?" Travel asked the kitten Birth.

"Very well, already, repulsed, the, Sak, Sen, the, first, one, attack, and, in the stone, the sword, also, Del, Mon, Your Highness, broken, the, according to, estimated, Merlin, already, lead, Arthur, go, seek, lake, fairy, Vivi, Ann, request, borrow the sword, up, above. ”

"It's tiring for you to talk, kitten," cried Lloyd, "can't you change your mouth fetish?"

"No, I can't. ”

"Why? ”

"Because, 'No, Orophilia, yes, three no, girl, let, cute, no, get up. ’”

"Mi-chan, I'm going to have to work hard for you next!" Alice said apologetically, "Please continue to observe our puppeteers." ”

"Yes, master. ”

......

A year later

On the north bank of the middle Thames, "Hurry! Those northern barbarians are coming!" the commander of the new barracks was shouting, "Rookies, hold your weapons! Don't fall to the ground in fright!"

"Knights, line up," Arthur shouted as he brandished the "Cutting Blade", "you are all great guys, let's teach these northern barbarians, what is war! For the sake of glory, charge!" Arthur rushed out first, and the impact of the sword carrier horse in his hand cut off the bodies of thirty Saxon soldiers without hindrance, until the thirty-first man was slightly blocked, Arthur pulled out his long sword and slashed hard, and the thirty-first man was also cut off. The knights tore apart the Saxon phalanx and rushed back, completely breaking up the Saxon formation.

"Saxony! charge!" cried the leader of the Saxons, and without forming his formation, he rushed in disarray towards Arthur's legions, and the barbarians, with their blunt bony weapons, struck the ground and ran towards them with a strange and rapid pace, with a senseless cry from their mouths.

"Knock, knock!", the shocking drum beat came from the rear of the Saxon regiment, and the Saxon infantry who charged forward, their eyes slowly turned red, white mist exhaled from their mouth and nose, and blood-colored mist also gushed out of their bodies, and the speed of the charge also increased significantly. "Frenzy"!The Counterpart's Frenzy skill was used by the leader of the Saxons. The barbarians howled loudly and rushed towards the English army, each leap could cross a distance of more than ten meters, then run forward, and then continue to jump.

"Archers, shoot them to death!" the archers of the four echelons alternately fired their arrows, and the arrows covered every inch of the ground in front of the knights like flying locusts, and many Saxons had more than a dozen arrows, but the charge still did not stop, and there was even a feeling of intensification.

"Cavalry regiment, spread out, cover the flanks of the infantry!" Arthur waved the "steel blade", "hoplites, shield cover!spearmen, Macedonian phalanx!spear-throwers, prepare spear-throwers!auxiliaries, slings ready!" The English legions moved quickly, and the knights separated, revealing the infantry behind. The hoplites in front of the formation were half-kneeling, their heavy tower shields standing in front of them. The spearmen of the second row also knelt on the ground and placed their spears in the groove between the two shields, and the spearmen of the third row placed their spears on the shoulders of the spearmen of the second row, and the third on the shoulders of the second row. At the same time, in the second and third rows, a number of shield soldiers were interspersed, placing shields on the spearmen. The spear-throwers in the fourth and fifth rows put the spears they were carrying on their backs on the spear-throwers in their hands. The topless auxiliaries at the end spin the slings in their hands.

The commander of the "reserve ......" stood at the front of the fourth row, raised his right hand, and observed the distance between the Saxons and his own army, and when the Saxons were about to hit the spear, "Release!" The spear thrower and the stone in the hand of the auxiliary soldier flew out, sweeping the Saxon army like a wheat harvest. But the Saxons went on as if they were not afraid. Even many people wore spears like sugar gourds, but many more people used the blunt weapon in their hands to hit the shield of the heavy armor soldiers in the front row before they died, and the blunt weapons that had been enchanted by the shaman in the tribe would cause great damage every time they hit the tower shield, a shield would shatter if it could not withstand a few blows, and the heavy armor soldiers behind the shield would even pass out after only one attack. But when the heavy armor of the first platoon was dead and wounded, and the mad infantry of the Saxons was left with little left, the spearmen of the second and third rows drew their left swords, and the whole army was killed in just a few blows, and the leader of the Saxon army rode to the front of the English army, and waved his sword, "Arthur, do you dare to fight me?"

Arthur stepped out of the center of the Knights and drew his sword, "Why don't you dare?" ”

The leader of "My name is Angeli" rode his horse and rushed over at the same time as he said his name, "Angry Slash"! The black heavy sword emitted a red light, and slashed towards Arthur, "Wind Sword"! The wind howled, enveloping the "Cutting Steel Blade" inside, and then with a "bang!", the two swords struck together, and sparks flew everywhere. The red light on the black heavy sword became more intense, Arthur swung his sword to block, "Are you kidding me?" Angret turned his horse's head and shouted, "Show your true ability, even if you die in battle, it will be honorable, you are an insult to me!"

"Well, be careful. "The wind wrapped around the Steel Blade dissipated. The red light on the heavy sword is like substance, "Slash Steel"! With just one sword, Angre and his sword were cut into two sections.

"Angre, though you are a barbarian, you die like a knight, and you deserve my respect. ”

......

"Wow, wow, that's pretty powerful!" a young girl sighed in a hidden place next to the battlefield, "It would be nice if that sword was mine! Whew, what a pity!"