Wolf came back to his senses and slowly rose by his hand.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something, and shouted with his eyes wide open.

"Be careful!"

"Roar!"

With the low roar of a giant beast.

Wolf saw an incredibly large lion rushing towards him out of nowhere, directly knocking a human next to Arthur who tried to shoot a cold gun dozens of meters away.

The lion ran a few steps to Arthur's side, his lips turned out, and let out a roar with all his might at the enemies who were trying to swarm around him.

"Roaring !!!"

The lion's roar was extremely penetrating and deafening, and the entire existence within a radius of ten kilometers could be heard clearly.

It was as if the sky was cracking, the earth was shaking, and the soldiers on the battlefield only felt that their heads had been hit hard by a hammer, and the buzzing sound produced a kind of unexplained fear from the bottom of their hearts.

That is the natural suppression of the upper in the food chain against the lower in the food chain.

The horses moved restlessly, and the cavalry struggled to keep them under control.

People looked at the huge lion guarding Arthur's side, with a little fear in their eyes, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

"His name is Sonny, and he's my most important companion." Arthur explained to him.

After a pause, his gaze searched around, "Where is the enemy's commander, do you know?" ”

Wolf came back to his senses and pointed to a hillside to the north, "We've tried it many times, and it should be there."

All the transforms of the array are centered there. ”

Arthur nodded, he looked at Wolf, raised his hand, and the word of the fairy appeared in his hand, punching into Wolfe's body.

Wolf only felt that his fatigue had been relieved by a miraculous force, and the injuries on his shoulders and the rest of the wounds were rapidly recovering.

He came to his senses, and his horse, which had been with him for many years, had also been healed of his injuries and came to Wolf's side.

"My name is Arthur zu Britannia." Arthur turned his head and looked into the distance, "Moria's fifth son, Empress Isabel, is my sister. ”

Wolf's eyes widened slightly, he knew what this sentence meant, if you add the sword in the stone in his hand.

Then he.

"Blade of the Empire, Red Wolf Wolf."

Arthur called out his name, and he looked at him.

"Are you willing, to be the blade in my hand, to accompany me to charge again?

For the empire with everything behind you. ”

Wolf stared into his eyes, which are the windows of the soul, and a person's eyes often reflect a person's heart.

and the aristocrats who talked about this country in his mouth, but did everything for their own selfish desires.

His eyes were clear and sincere.

The one who brings hope to Britannia, the king of Destiny.

Wolf's dull scarlet eyes lit up again.

Arthur bowed his head to him, and at the same time, placed his right hand on his heart.

"Of course, gladly, my emperor."

Arthur apparently didn't correct the meaning of his last salutation, but rolled over and jumped on top of Sonny.

At the same time, Wolf picked up the spear and saber on the ground, jumped on his horse, and roared at the besieged knights in the distance.

"All of them!

Bayonet formation! ”

His spear was slashing, pointing at the distant hills.

"Charge !! me"

"Roar!!"

Sonny roared excitedly, and led Arthur straight towards the distant mountain, and Wolf followed him without hesitation.

The rest of the knights, as if boosted by some kind of morale, followed Wolff.

The remaining knights, less than a thousand, guarded Arthur's flanks, forming a triangular formation and bursting into the surging infantry camp.

Countless bullets were fired at Arthur, but they were all resisted by his superb swordsmanship, and at some point an invisible barrier appeared around his body, blocking some of the damage from the front.

And the bayonet formations that formed a circle and restrained the hussars were also scattered under the onslaught of Sonny and Arthur.

As long as the formation collapses, then these Celtic cavalrymen armed with sabers can carry out dimensionality-reducing strikes against them.

At this moment, they are like a tank stacked with armor, crushing this group of infantry.

And their target, Sanchez, the major general of the West French Empire on the hillside, watched all this with a gloomy face.

Look at the Celtic Knights who were originally eaten away by their military strength, but now they are rejuvenated.

"Who is that lion rider?"

"I don't know, we don't have any information about him in our intelligence." The lieutenant said, "Do you want to retreat?" ”

"As I said, there is no reason for the army of West Farland to retreat!" Sanchez snapped.

After a pause, he said, "Move all the guns to this side!" ”

The adjutant's face changed, "But, our people. ”

"Are you the commander, or am I the commander?" Sanchez asked rhetorically without mercy.

The adjutant struggled for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Yes." ”

Then he picked up the trumpet in his hand and began to give orders to the artillerymen.

The artillerymen turned their run and aimed directly at the rushing cavalry, after a brief calibration.

"Peng! Peng! Peng! ……”

Hundreds of artillery fires formed a dense rain of bullets, which bombarded the cavalry formation.

Some fell on the positions of their own people, some missed, but some shot at the cavalry regiments.

Luckily, only some of the horses were injured.

But then, after correcting the muzzles, the artillerymen fired another round!

Hundreds of shells streaked through the air in a graceful arc, and this time the artillery fire was so precise that it was about to hit Arthur!

Arthur was seen standing on Sonny's back with his knees bent, grasping its mane in one hand and the sword in the stone in the other, adapting to its running as its back rose and fell.

Suddenly, under the horrified eyes of the people around him, Arthur jumped more than ten meters high on the back of a lion!

The blade slashed from the bottom up, and before the cannonball could hit the ground, it was split in two by the sharpness of the blade in the air.

After that, Arthur landed firmly on the ground again.

This inhuman scene made the entire battlefield a little silent.

However, only Arthur knew, although he was stronger and faster than the average human, and he also possessed some magic.

But his magic power and physical strength are limited, there are too many people here, even if he can pass that level psychologically, he can't pass it physically.

Although just because of Arthur, the charge of the Celtic Knights was reorganized.

But whether it is the physical strength of a war horse or a man, it has actually reached its limit.

If you continue to charge after him, the casualties may be terrible.

If you want to win, you must either mentally intimidate the thousand armies, or you can directly kill the enemy's commander.

Arthur thought for a moment, estimating the distance he was to the enemy commander.

Without any hesitation, he grasped the handle of the sword with both hands, and the blade of the sword pointed to the sky.

Although it will instantly drain its mana and put itself in danger.

But this is what he must do after he draws the sword.

What he bears on his body is no longer his will alone.

He took a deep breath, and the magic around him began to boil and roll, and the dazzling light began to ripple on the sword, which was the wonderful scenery created by the increase in the magic power on the sword in the stone and the vibration of his magic and air.

Even so, Arthur was still using the elven text, and he whispered the text.

"Sharp."

"Kick."

"Gigantic."

Inside the Imperial Capital.

The crowded streets had not flowed for a long time, and the panic and shouting of the people were getting louder and louder, and the despair in their hearts was getting thicker.

A child held in his mother's arms looked up and asked.

"Mom, are we going to die?"

The mother didn't speak, just bit her lip and hugged her.

Several middle-aged people beside him had tears in their eyes, holding their heads with their hands, and were choking in a low voice.

Britannia has not been without wars over the years.

They knew exactly what would happen if the army of West Farland invaded the imperial capital.

Their land, their wealth, their women's lives, and even their children's lives will be at stake.

The child's eyes darkened, and the foggy sky was like a great shroud, darkening the streets of the city.

However, at this moment, the child seemed to have noticed something, and he raised his head and pointed into the distance.

"What's there?"

Mother and the people around her looked in the direction he was pointing, their eyes slightly wide.

With each utterance of Arthur's words, the brilliance of the sword in the stone shone brightly.

He attracted the magic power from all directions, condensing it into countless points of light floating in the air, like countless fireflies that shone with white and golden brilliance, enveloping the area in a sea of light.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the more and more sparkle on the holy sword, attracted by the dreamy color.

Staring at the pillar of light, even Sánchez's eyes were a little distracted, forgetting that danger was coming.

The first wave of troops who rushed from the imperial city to support also arrived at this moment, and all the soldiers and civilians and generals saw this scene at this moment.

Their breathing almost stopped, and the dazzling light of the stars began to extend from the boundary of the earth to the sky, as if it was about to take away half of the sky.

On the hill, Char, who was watching the battle, slowly grinned the corners of his mouth and showed an extremely happy smile.

Alicia frowned, "With such a big fluctuation of mana, his mana will be squeezed dry all at once, right?" ”

"But this is also the only choice, what he wants to defeat is never this army, but the military heart."

Char stepped down from the old man's music and looked at the light shining in the distance, with irrepressible pleasure in his eyes.

"Alicia, remember this day, this is the opening of the legend!

His will will begin today and carry out to the end! ”

Char opened his hands, and his voice gradually became excited, as if facing Alicia, as if he was facing this empire, this world, like a curtain before the start of a musical and dance drama.

"Witness, the epic of the Eternal King, will be sung today!"

As his words fell, the swordsman swung his long sword at the mountain in the distance!

Gaze at the pillar of light that fills the retina, as if the heavens and the earth are going to penetrate it.

Whether it is ordinary people or soldiers, or even the people who are fleeing in the imperial capital, they all seem to have seen this pillar of light.

The breath of everyone froze at this moment......

(End of chapter)