Infinite Gentleman

The original sincere conjecture on the battlefield is infinitely close to the truth. At the same time he threw Arthur to the ground, the knights and peasants around them were greatly hit.

There were two groups of more than three hundred Viking fighters, attacking from the front and back of them. After a round of throwing axe, dozens of hundreds of peasants, servants and knights fell in a pool of blood, and then they launched a violent charge against King Arthur's army.

The peasants and soldiers who had little experience and combat power suddenly became a mess. And the location of the enemy's appearance is too close, so that the knights cannot launch their deadliest charge——

"Dismount and fight on foot!!"

While pulling the girl up from the ground, she sincerely yelled and drew out his narrow sword and Kodachi at the same time-his words made the knights who had been at a loss stunned.

"Follow what the knight Wright said!" the girl yelled, and the knights suddenly realized that they quickly dismounted, dropped their heavy lances, drew out their swords and shields to form an array, and then fought against the Vikings who had rushed over. Became a ball.

"Damn, what is going on!?" The girl thought so in her heart, and then she drew out her saber-the world-famous oath and the sword of victory, bringing the head of the Viking closest to her.

"...Magic." Sincerely spit out such words.

"Magic?!" At the next moment, the girl Arthur thought of the same person as sincerely.

"It's hateful!"

While she was speaking, more Viking warriors rushed towards her, and the other Vikings cut off the connection between her and the sincerity and other people.

"King Arthur-if you just kill him, then!" The next moment, a sincere narrow sword pierced his throat, making him yelled in excitement only halfway.

In the next second, he sincerely leaned on King Arthur's back.

"Ah, Your Majesty, it looks like we are the only ones left."

"Yes, Wright."

"Fighting with me, how does your majesty feel?"

"I said," the girl said quietly, "I trust you, Wright."

"Hope, I can also respond to your trust."

In the next second, sincere and the girl Arthur moved forward almost at the same time, the sword, the narrow sword and the Kodachi drew an incredible metal storm in an instant, eradicating all the fools who wanted to take the head of King Arthur.

however--

The quantity is still too much.

After a round of assault, sincere and the girl retracted again, back to back to cover each other. In this way, the two people supported each other in despair, fought hard, and faced a fanatical enemy a hundred times more than them——

Fighting, killing, fighting desperately-both the original sincerity of the battlefield and King Arthur have shown all their strength and courage to face these extremely fanatical enemies.

Both of them are brave and eloquent, even among the elites of the Knights of the Round Table, they are both extremely powerful and outstanding-however, there are still too many enemies, too many and too many.

These Viking warriors, who came from a place colder and harsher than Britain, also possess more courage and determination than the Britons.

Knowing the identity of their enemy-that is the Queen of Britain hated by the Great Odin, their offensive gave up their lives. In each round of offense, more than one enemy will attack them. Even with the original sincerity of the battlefield and the strength of King Arthur, it is impossible to defend against all attacks——

Arthur's crown fell on the ground at some point, with short hair scattered. At the same time, cracks appeared in the sturdy shoulder armor and greaves. The most serious injury appeared on the left arm. A warrior who was bigger than his Viking, ignored King Arthur's sword and slashed past with his battle axe. .

Although the sturdy wristbands helped her block this round of attacks, the intense pain made her almost let go of the sword in her hand.

Judging from experience, King Arthur thought that his wrists were mostly black and swollen, and even his bones might have cracked.

At the same time, the original sincere condition of the battlefield is not much better than King Basser's-those Vikings have simple armor and a wide range of moves. This is in line with the original sincere appetite of the battlefield holding a double-edged sword-wearing a strong breastplate, only He who protected his most important torso could have restrained them.

but--

He cannot dodge.

His girl gave him her back comfortably, so he couldn't let her down.

Since Zhanzhi now, sincere has suffered a few wounds. The thighs, calves, and arms were dripping with blood. Fortunately, he didn't injure too important arteries. Otherwise, bleeding alone would be enough to kill him.

At the same time that the battlefield was sincerely fighting King Arthur, the other knights of the Knights of the Round Table also turned red. Under the command of Gawain, dozens of knights seemed to be crazy, attacking desperately, hoping to break a blood path and rescue their beloved king.

However, in a short time, they can do nothing. The Viking warriors, as the deterrent force, also fought hard.

They are the strongest and best fighters in this Viking pirate army, even if they are compared with ordinary knights, they are not much better.

"Damn it, bastard!" As the commander of this knight army, Gawain had no usual grace. It’s like the clown that everyone looks down on the most...

at the same time.

The Lancelot group, who was fighting head-on, also noticed the danger of King Arthur. Beside Lancelot, Gareth yelled anxiously: "Sir, let's turn around and kill us and rescue our king!"

Lancelot opened his mouth, he instinctively wanted to turn and act as Gareth said.

However, at this moment, the queen flashed before his eyes—his favorite, beloved, and favorite woman, the glamorous appearance of Gurneyville, the queen of King Arthur, and her amazingly attractive appearance. Carcass.

The voice condensed.

He could hardly imagine how he made this decision. However, in the end, he still spoke: "No, we have our own mission and mission! To save the king, Gawain and other knights can do it. We want to Stop these enemies here!

Because if we go to help the king, they will take the opportunity to kill him. Ultimately destroy everything! "

"..." Gareth opened his mouth. He instinctively felt that there was something wrong with what Lancelot said, but if he really asked him what was wrong, he couldn't say anything.

In the end, this struggle only lasted for a while, and as usual, the trust and respect for Lancelot prevailed.

"You are right, Sir, we obey your orders!"

After this, the knights under Lancelot continued to fight in the enemy group. There is no return.

"Lord, forgive my selfishness, Your Majesty... and good luck to you." Lancelot thought like this, and then threw himself into the battle--

His mood is complicated, and it is even possible that he doesn't even know what the outcome he finally hopes for...

However, if he was looking forward to the death of King Arthur, then he would be disappointed.

When the last Viking warrior who stopped the knights was killed, King Arthur still stood on the ground. The knights cheered and rushed to the remaining enemies. Then they annihilated them one by one. After that, they stepped back on horseback and led the enlisted peasants who had seen the blood, just won, and had high morale, and launched a charge against the enemy's large forces.

In contrast, after discovering that his surprise attack and decapitation tactics had failed, the Vikings on the opposite side were panicked, their morale dropped drastically, and even vaguely showed signs of collapse.

"It's over." The battlefield was sincere and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The intensity of the battle just now was too great, he had never experienced such a battle-even in the arena of Rome, even in the face of the poisonous dragon Corki.

The crazy attacks of a large number of berserkers gave people a certain degree of shock, and could even surpass the dragon.

"Wright, thank you very much."

The girl with short hair turned her head, looked at sincerity, and showed a gentle smile—that is, at this moment, she became flustered when she saw the sincere expression. Before she was puzzled and reacted, the battlefield was sincere. Hugged her waist.

"Die, tyrant!" A Viking warrior who had been pretending to be dead from just now to the present suddenly jumped up and threw out a throwing knife that was dyed with a dark blue ominous light——

In the girl's exclamation, she sincerely hugged him behind her - and at the same time, pulled out the gift from his teacher Skaha from behind, the spear that pierced through the dead.