My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 112: Long Drive Direct Access

Two mornings.

Clear

The very comfortable gathering of knights who slept because of a great victory, with more than 67,000 knights neatly gathered on the plains, apart from infantry soldiers and squadron knights who had been holding captives early in the morning.

The plains still had post-war traces, but the bodies had been eaten up overnight.

According to a student in Kerall, more than 13,000 werewolves emerged yesterday, not to mention nightgoats and vultures.

Despite being very vigilant towards this herd of animals, he is confident in the knights' ability to fight, and Kerall has no control over them, as the knights' defenses can kill this herd of animals with only claws and teeth.

When the knights were ready to march in full spirits, the king was deeply distressed in the king's large account...

“No! Speak loudly, be generous, and put your grandma and trust in them.” Kerall was tired of correcting Artoria's shortcomings over and over again, even making sure she was perfect.

“So if you're so good at it, why don't you go?” Altoria has no sense of reprimand in it, just that she makes it clear that the two of us are completely one, and if so, isn't your ability to incite the right thing to do? She has been watching him slowly mature and grow from the green teenager behind Keiral, just like the famous "Demon Poetry," filled with generous and intense infectivity in Keiral's mouth, listening to his speech as if it were a kind of mental impact, a touch of the soul, that's what Keiral said, that's what he did.

“Lily.” Kerall smiles, but looks at Altoria with a reprehensible look: "You're different now, you understand? You're a king now! The light of a king should not be hidden from his subordinates. ”

“The elements of a successful king are self-confidence, success, hegemony, radiance, leading the people and never believing that they are wrong.” Keral's tireless teachings have been like this since childhood, when he started teaching her martial arts, teaching her how to read, teaching her how to read, teaching her how to teach her how to math, teaching her everything she would, even then she didn't know she was the son of King Yusuf! But he still teaches without discrimination.

Maybe he was using her as an educational experiment at the time? As long as she succeeds, then there will be a large number of orphans to raise the next generation of intellectuals, and Altoria will be able to see a little bit of Kerall's layout as she transforms her identity and status. As for the large number of orphans in the Ira war, it just so happens that Kerall's plan is to adopt a large number of orphans even without them.

“Hmm.” He nodded softly, knowing the sign of the sword rising outside: "Kai, Your Majesty, it's late. ”

To be honest, calling his former friend His Majesty was a very peacekeeping thing, but Kai did not ask anyone else to call him.

The man who respects him will call him Lord Kai, by his honor, while the ordinary man will call him "Little Sage” by his name. Of course, most of them have now canceled that “Little”. And the last one is to get close to people who call themselves Kay directly, Cousin Gavin, Gareth and his father and mother, Artoria, and their housekeeper, Cyber, all call themselves that.

“Go, Lily, completely subdue these proud knights and put them in the bag with your charm and glory!” Keiral said with a row of Altoria's ass hahahaha.

With a blushing glance at Keiral, Altoria is still not comfortable with being so close to him after being king. It's a little exciting...

And Kerall walked out of the tent, armed with armor, and Altoria took her golden sword across the battle horse to the hillside.

Just one appearance is a tsunami cheer, looks like a hundred speeches to win Libya will come! Keiral sighed with a cane behind her.

“A thousand men in a squad!” Altoria drank heavily on the hillside.

“Enemy power has been defeated by us! You will be divided into teams of one per thousand, with the exception of three teams who will follow me to Bradford and the rest will storm Scotland!” Altoria pulled out the sword of victory and drank it: “Remember me! I don't need any nobility!! I just want the prisoners, the land, the people, and the money!” Altoria shouted out loud.

“Those nobles will be your captives! The place you rode past will be your territory in the future! The future of the people of your sword will be your slaves! We will conquer what you long guns mean! In the end, no burning, no looting! Only all lords and nobles are taken prisoner! Now! Blow the Battle Ram!! ”

In the face of the excited knights, Artoria's sword swung, and the Horn was taken from the waist by the captain of the knights and automatically gathered together.

The knights are already in rank, and in Kerall's view, King Joseph's set, with ten knights, with ten lengths, fifty with a flag bearer, a hundred with a length, and finally a thousand with a trumpet bearers, has the advantage of being able to quickly rally the army to form a fighting force, and the disadvantage is that, once dispersed, flies can easily become headless —— but for the latter, it is very difficult, if not impossible, to do so with the qualities of the knights.

Perhaps in the eyes of future generations of military scientists, it would be difficult for such positions to do their part, but it was clear that the best fit was the best, and that the military division best suited to this era, Kerall, did not want to change his mind.

Bradford is just across a mountain range from Manchester, which is impossible in the current climbing environment, coupled with horse warfare and logistical problems for knights, and only roughly 80 kilometres from the battlefield plains, 60 kilometres of which is the end of the army's dispersion, where the road will be broken down in a southwesterly direction to the foot of the Lake.District Mountains (where a road has been blown up for generations to come and the railroad will eventually develop into Lake.District.Natoinal Forest Park.) This is almost the only port in Scotland to the Irish Sea, except that a thousand knights will be stationed here and the rest will return to Bradford under pressure from captives and adult Scottish men.

And Altoria on the other side, Kerall, two of the 3,000 and tens of thousands of other knights led by Kerall, in addition to attacking Bradford, will hit the coastline of Scotland - the banks of the Hell River.

This is the Scottish eating plan where Kerall uses Bradford as his final converted fortress... PS: I don't know if the sage will be able to update before 12: 00... I have to go out tomorrow, I don't have all day... so troublesome...