"The whole army !!"

Artoria slowly but forcefully raised the holy spear in her hand.

Immediately an astonishing momentum erupted, and the army of 10,000 people behind him seemed to be like one person, raising their weapons at the same time, and a roar suddenly sounded.

Lancelot took the lead, shouting murderous noises in his mouth. Rushed out like a sharp sword.

Then Gawain followed suit and began to charge.

"Kill !!"

All of a sudden, the 10,000-strong army shouted in unison and rushed madly towards the enemy.

In front of the two armies, Fudge hurriedly rolled on the ground, trying to avoid the army to prevent the trampling.

But the king's army was too fast for him to dodge. Just when he thought he was going to die a tragic death under his horse, he was surprised to find that the army had passed directly through his body like ghosts.

There was no nostalgia at all, as if he couldn't see him at all.

The iron cavalry of 10,000 people was like thunder, rushing straight into the Roman army with the momentum of thunder. The moment they made contact, they fell into a scuffle.

Oh no...

It should be said that it is a one-sided massacre.

This army, which only had fifty or sixty thousand men, had no resistance in the face of King Arthur's men.

They were just a bunch of poor people, most of them just slaves.

How did they resist the king's elite horsemen?

In just a few tens of minutes, they were crushed, and the rout soldiers were trampled to pieces under King Arthur's iron hooves, and flesh and blood were splattered.

And the king's army also rushed straight into the enemy's main camp.

This war of 10,000 people ended in just a dozen minutes.

All the slaves in the battlefield had laid down their arms, but the Roman general, under the protection of his own guards, still resisted.

Lancelot personally led a small squad to surround the remaining dozen or so Roman generals.

His eyes were cold and pitying.

This general deserves his respect, and the brave and loyal man died on the battlefield, which is the pride and tradition, humility and faith that he upholds.

"Come, you have fulfilled your duties and obligations, Rome has fallen, and the king will forgive all your sins." After thinking for a moment, Lancelot still chose to open his mouth to persuade him to surrender.

He couldn't bear to die like this.

"Drop?" The young general, holding a long sword in one hand and covering the wound in his abdomen with the other, said tragically: "I am still alive, and the Romans are alive, how can the empire perish!! ”

"You don't have to say much." The general stopped Lancelot from continuing to persuade him to surrender.

He trembled as he looked at the peerless empress who rode a white horse, and then said to the guards beside him, "I now officially remove you from your position as consul of the Roman Empire. ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

"I knew that the glory of Europe was coming. Let's go, go see that era for me. ”

"General!!

Although the guards surrounding the Roman general were reluctant, they were dispersed separately by Camelot's army led by Lancelot.

At the end of life...

Under the sunset.

The young Roman general looked at Artoria with a flirtatious look and shouted with all his might: "Long live the Empire!" Long live the Emperor!! Viva Rome!! ”

Then he struggled to pull out the long sword inserted in the ground, he didn't cover the wound in his abdomen, let the blood gush, and water the land of the motherland for the last time.

At this moment, there was no longer sadness, anger, and helplessness in his eyes.

Roman pride kept him from compromising with any power.

He raised his sword tremblingly, and the haughty warrior launched the last charge of his life.

Artoria also drew the sword of victory of the oath on horseback and slowly dismounted.

At this moment, the yellow sand in the sky seemed to be still, Lanstrour. Gawain, along with the guards and soldiers behind her, dismounted.

Everyone looked at the young general in silence.

The light slowly rose, the earth revived, and greenery spread from under Artoria's feet.

Dots of golden light begin to gather from all directions.

The king slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The brilliance was reflected on the general's face.

Artoria then looked at him with a determined gaze and swung her sword with all her might.

Excalibur！！！

Countless light particles rushed towards the general with a roar.

At this moment, the young man and Rome became the stars in the sky, spreading glory to his beloved homeland.

The light became more and more dazzling, which made Fudge, who was on his knees, can't help but close his eyes.

After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that he had suddenly appeared in a majestic city.

The capital of the Carmellot Empire!

London!

Everything that catches your eye is white, the walls are white, the streets are light white, and even the clothes worn by the surrounding people are mainly white.

The sky was littered with lily petals, and countless people were looking eagerly at the city gates in the distance.

Right there, an army marched slowly, silver armor glittering. The girl at the head slowly took off the hood on her head.

In an instant, the whole city was plunged into madness.

Countless people crowded around and shouted heartbreakingly.

"King Arthur!"

"Long live the Queen!"

Flowers and worship have not been cut off since Artoria appeared. People look forward to her, respect her, and love her.

At this moment she is the embodiment of Britain, the only king of the European continent.

"Ah~......"

Greeted by applause and laughter, Artoria slowly walked to the central square of Camelot.

There, the chief magician of the royal court had been waiting for a long time.

"King!"

Merlin had changed his lazy temperament, and now he was solemnly looking at Artoria who was slowly walking towards him.

The staff in his hand was held high.

This is the etiquette of the mages.

Artoria smiled in response to Merlin.

She saw the mages beside Merlin.

The expressions of those people were some excited, some were frightened and scared.

She knew that they were all shocked by the fluctuations of magic power in their bodies, but she didn't intend to appease them, these mages from various kingdoms in Europe should be frightened and afraid.

Because a new era, a different from the past, a unified era, is about to be born.

Merlin slowly took out a crown inlaid with various gems and the coats of arms 'gifted' by the major royal families of Europe.

That's the crown of Europe.

In the presence of all the mages, Artoria will be officially crowned Empress of Europe at this moment.

"Your Majesty, you will rule all this in a new capacity, as an empress. To be the protector of Europe and to defend our glory and traditions. ”

Merlin said in a deep, magnetic voice to Artoria.

"I will."

With that, Merlin solemnly raised the crown high, but was about to wear the top of Artoria's head when she reached out and stopped her.

She gently took Merlin's crown from her hand and placed it on her head.

Merlin was stunned for a moment, and then grinned.

You are still so stubborn, O king.

Artoria, wearing the crown, raised the holy sword high, and suddenly a brilliant golden light bloomed on her world-shattering face, and a strong light enveloped her, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

At that moment, her smile was like the holy moonlight, illuminating the whole world like a dream.

"Long live our emperor! Long live Camelot! ”

"Long live our emperor! Long live Camelot!! ”

"Long live our emperor! Long live Camelot!! ”