My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 105: Confrontation

October 22

The Great War

Looking at a platoon of unfolding cavalry and an infantry with a short head, Kerall had no indication that he was standing in front of Altoria on a cliff on horseback, looking down at the enemy's formation and calculating where it would be easiest to break through.

It has to be said that Artoria inherited King Joseph from his military talent, although there are still some congenial shortcomings based on his status as king.

Talented?

With this level of education, Artoria is the famous King Arthur of history.

But she was not the protagonist of this war.

Kerall smiled. Behind him were 300 disciples, who were divided into platoons.

“I'm sorry, Lily, but I'm going to rob you of your play.” Keral Haha smiled and the unicorn jumped straight off the cliff like the real three.

The whole battlefield was nitrogen watching the white horse fall from the sky.

“I now give the floor to Keral Etok, a wise man from the Kingdom of Camelo, who will speak to the commander opposite.” Once Kerall arrived in front of the enemy, the magic of amplification used photons to drive sound waves directly across the distance.

“I'm Andrewson Shakespeare.” Unlike Keral, who jumped out of the knight with a nobleman of Wembleya, he looked very ordinary and the Kingdom of Camelot overwhelmed him.

Keiral smiled and raised his hand: "Hello, Lord Andrewson, I have a suggestion for you. I wonder if you're interested? ”

Perhaps the adult of Keiral and you gave him confidence and raised his head with arrogance and nobility like a swan: "For the sake of the same nobility, I shall barely listen to your advice. ”

Without paying attention to each other's tone, Kerall smiled: "According to my observation, your troops total around 48,000, which is not much different from this one, but if you fight it out, don't you think it would be chaotic and our noble lives could all be lost because of a small arrow? ”

“Hmm...” Kerall said, "So what do you mean? ”

“What do you say we fight like nobles, noble and clean, expelling 5,000 people at a time until one party dies, then 5,000 more, until the other party's troops are less than 5,000?” Got it! It's a setup! Kerall used each other's greed, fear of death and noble glory as bait to throw out condoms that they had to accept.

No, it wasn't unacceptable.

Of course he knows that there's a real fight, about 70,000 knights on Kerall's side, which is absolutely downwind compared to this side, but if this is the case, it looks like they're still better off!

At least it won't endanger his life!

If you say another 5,000 to 5,000, they Scots will never lose!!

He answered very well after a moment of silence.

Keiral greeted Artoria down with a smile of pride.

“Nothing.” Kerall looked at Altoria and shook her head gently: "Today's battle wasn't supposed to be a show for the knights. ”

“What do you mean?” Altoria came to Kerall and asked.

“Let my infantry open their eyes to the knights.” Kerall's eyes shine with absolute wisdom, like a fox laughing: “Although these knights will enter the military academy I am going to set up after they have conquered Scotland, it is necessary to teach them a lesson in order to make them more clear how the war is fought. ”

“With the blood of the Scottish knights.” Kerall added a sentence.

Slightly patted Altoria on the shoulder, Kerall smiled: Leave it to me and let Altoria rest completely.

“Infantry Regiment!! Forward!!” Keiral ran to the front and drank aloud.

“One, two, one! One, two, one!” Followers Kerall's luminous bronze cane, the infantry drank, bought neat strides and acted as if unity had come to the front of the knights.

The knights on both sides are strange, because at this time there is already a sergeant conveying this chivalrous battle, an entire 100,000 men's tournament battle and such a chivalrous battle, this battle will definitely be recorded in the history books and the bard's mouth, but what are these infantry soldiers trying to do? Isn't it their duty to escort grass!!

“Count!” Kerall screamed.

“One, two, three…" The infantry started counting like a real soldier.

Kerall certainly knows that infantry has innate weaknesses in the face of cavalry - mobility, impact and puncture.

These are weaknesses.

But after two territories, at least 800 Orthodox knights fought and baptized, 2,000 brothers died in battle, although the man who chose to be strong supplemented, because he had seen the blood fighting power not diminish the rebellion!

“What does he want? Ha ha. What does he want?” Looking at the infantry regiment that came out, Andrewson Haha laughed: “Didn't he know that the world had been in the grass without infantry since King Joseph defeated 100,000 heavy infantry in Rome with 100,000 knights? ”

“A flash house is a flash house! No more money, no more knights!” Haha laughed so hard that Andrewson, though afraid of death, was absolutely capable of military cultivation in a position such as Legion Leader.

“Give me the whole team! 5,000 knights! With a big dragon gun! I want this kid to know that the infantry kind of mud legs will never catch the knight. ”

Mud legs are also the term used by knights to laugh at other soldiers, who are always running on the ground, while knights are always high.

Let's not talk about the whole team over there. Instead, Kerall here inspires morale in front of the battlefield as usual.

Of course, Keiral knows how important it is to inspire morale, that an army is maintained with morale and history until there is no such thing as a red spirit, and that Keiral's infantry has no history, so he can only work as hard as possible on morale.

“Last war, we won! To protect our property and our wives and children, we have built a wall of flesh and blood from our own flesh, pulling down the myth of the Knight!” Kerall walked generously and exasperatingly in front of an infantry line on a unicorn, his voice echoing in this empty wilderness.

“Now we come for wealth! We fight for glory! We're ringing for the title!” Kerall raised his cane and shouted, “All for King Arthur! For Camelot! For glory!!! ”

“Boom!!!!!!” In response, the infantry hammered its own chest armor with armor.

PS: There are 2,000 more tickets to add... the same goes for the wise ~ and then I watched CLANNAD make it up to the other side with AYING... crying rarely... bastard, I'm not crying too low, it's the two parts of CLANNAD that are so touching!