My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 127

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“Coming!” Sitting in the saddle, waiting almost half the morning for Gao Wen's handsome face to reveal a smile, very sunny, seemingly somewhat different from Keiral's, a sunny and healthy smile, very energetic and exciting.

Momentary sword pulling on horseback, it seems that almost none of the elite knights use clumsy and heavy knight guns to express their differences and craftsmanship.

Although the boosts on the battlefield make them wave without pressure, for the sake of more ingenuity, or more efficient killing, elite knights prefer to sweep across a piece of heavy weaponry instead of swinging with guns.

Like axes, machetes, wolf tooth sticks, etc.

But their own limitations ultimately led them to choose the knight's sword, the most suitable single-handed sword for horseback warfare. These elite knights are, of course, the most elite troops, tailored, from the diameter of the tiger's mouth to their height. The sword must be intact and complement their interior strength. This treatment is not something that any knight can possess. If it wasn't for the power of the state, it would have been built exclusively for elite knights with titles, in the past, only grand aristocrats like the Count or Marquis would have inherited it from generation to generation, right?

Finely wiped his sword, Gao Wen helped hold the short sword between his waist, a trick his father gave her, as a warrior, especially a knight, when his weapon was accidentally lost, it was impossible to get off the horse to pick up another man's weapon! A weapon that is not commonly used but can save lives is the best option at this time! He kept his father's orders firmly in his heart, but his father was absent because of greed in his heart. Gao Wen's gaze was a little dark, but then he cheered up.

After everything was done, Gao Wen drank a big drink: “Get on the horse.” The 3,000 knights behind him pulled the reins on their horses.

After a slow journey through the dense forest, it was the battlefield that was only 10 kilometers away.

They started heading towards the battlefield at moderate speeds, not that they didn't want to go to the battlefield, but that after more than a decade of heavy cavalry experience, they had more experience than the Scottish light cavalry.

Maintaining horsepower is one of the most important courses of cavalry, which is passed down from generation to generation through the cavalry's apprenticeship.

And it wasn't just them, there were eight directions around the plain led by one or two round-table knights, and Gavin was mature and powerful, which is why he led his own army alone in this regard.

It's not just the extermination war, but also the defense against the Scottish army who fled knowing the invasion of Camelot, most importantly of all the spiritual leader of Scotland - King Socra!

Never let him escape!

Otherwise, as an orthodox and king of Scotland as a whole, he could still hide in the civilian population and use his reputation to disrupt Camelot, even if he could not pull a large army against them.

Though a better life will make his voice low, it is precisely these times that Kerall needs that the King of Scotland must not be spared.

The task was silently repeated, and Gao Wen, the first to lead troops in this war of annihilation, was somewhat nervous.

“Kid, don't be afraid.” An old knight patted Gavin on his shoulder.

This is not an ordinary old knight.

His gaze was sharp and steady, his hands wide and strong, and his bones staggered to allow him to fasten the reins or knight's sword more steadily.

His jaw had a diamond horn, but it wasn't sharp, just like he was.

He was a highly respected old knight, a man of great prestige among the knights, who, after King Joseph's war against Rome, could only reside as an aristocratic alternate in Gavin's father's land because of his lack of merit, and this Camelot reform, which made him the Duke (Fifth Title), he intends to return to the mountains to give future generations a promising future.

It is worth mentioning that he is Gao Wen's master.

In other words, Gao Wen served as a knight under his command, and Gao Wen's mastery also laid a solid foundation.

And the only one in the army who dares to shoot Gavin directly behind his back.

His big hand made Gao Wen hot even in the armored back. Gao Wen, who knew his master's personality, was only touched except to laugh bitterly. He was relieving tension in this way.

He knew that he should be in danger, as Kerall had taught his students, brave and calm, but he was still a little nervous in the face of the first great battle of his life.

This is a war between nations!

Unlike the two or three hundred people who rebelled after King Joseph's fall, tens of thousands of troops fought in the games, not to mention that he was only a small piece of chess. His 13th highest ranking knight at the round table was a piece of chess, even their king Altoria was just a piece of chess in that man's eyes?!

Gao Wen smiled bitterly, but then he cheered up, which is really why he needed to express his strength, his value.

Society is between being used and being used! If this piece doesn't work, Gavin asks himself, what will this piece do?

Bait!

If you want not to become bait, cannon ash, give me your best value and strength! Demonstrate, big plan, big strategy, you have a place on the board, or you will be bait if you don't do the cannon ash!

Gao Wen, of course, knew that the so-called cousin, while acting like a harmless man in front of the people, was a cold and heartless killer on the battlefield (at a time when there was no machine, the only one who could best describe a man as heartless was a killer.

If there was enough interest, he wouldn't mind swapping! Because Keiral has the advantage of even taking a few steps back!

That's why Gao Wen was a little nervous.

He didn't know whether it was a decoy to be chosen as a young man and lead an army to seal a line.

Theoretically, he's too young! Young enough to get rid of, ready to add up. That's his disadvantage! And Beowulf, who was able to set a female mark, who was able to serve as an example to the other Knights of the Round Table, was a son of rebellion eligible for bait?

With such a delicate and contradictory attitude, the knight led by Gavin blocked the last plate...

Ten sides of the ambush, one move at a time... today!