My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 144 First five-year plan

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“And your tactical training is not enough!” The Kerall word covers the coffin.

Perhaps in the next decade, after twelve Anglo-Saxon invasions, after a long chainsaw war, they will be transformed into hundreds of wars, with their lives piled up in combat experience tactics, but now, there is no time for them!

Kaylar's eyes are not just on this little British island, but also on the Anglo-Saxons, who are starving and unconscious!

His eyes were bigger, farther, more ambitious, and more ambitious.

Artoria didn't know that the Gauls would join forces with the Anglo-Saxons to invade Camelot after being beaten, but she knew what Kerall's plan was when she was previously guarding Kerall, and she had nothing to hide from her as Kerall's sweetheart, but she was afraid that Kerall would drag the whole Camelot into the abyss of war by herself.

The so-called butt dictates the head, and Altoria, after a different position and position, starts to think back to the previous naiveté.

She is quite generous, but politically insignificant, mostly from Keiral's teaching and degradation, and Keiral has not told her about the limitations of the island country, which makes Keiral a little more masculine, but everything is boring to think for itself about finding a solution.

Keiral's words made the Round Table Knights angry, but they could not be disproved, and after facing Keiral's divinely invisible means of playing with the mind, they understood the reason for offense!

Though difficult to predict, this is where Kerall is terrified.

The whole of Scotland, including Joan, the King of Scotland, the Scottish rebels or the Scottish Army… is arguably the smoothest and easiest battle.

A country that has confronted Camelot for more than a decade has been wiped out...

Simple as drinking water and eating?

Kerall did only two moves: defeat the Scottish Major Force and wait.

This has plunged Scotland into a step-by-step dilemma, and everyone believes that even Camelot cannot escape this fate in the face of Kerall.

Seeing that someone was silent, Kerall smiled satisfied, not afraid that they would not be angry, but afraid that they would be offended.

Tactics and such things must go through a combination of theory and practice to be able to play an outstanding role. Fine numbers of ancient Chinese history, Zhang Zhaoliao, Yue Fei Xuda, which is not buried in the head to read dozens of times, once known to the world?

Their knights already have enough experience in the field to congeal their arrogance and arrogance with a proper conception of theoretical knowledge, and Kerall believes that they will all be one-sided generals - even if the most rubbish is a pioneer to seduce enemies? His army doesn't need two things to fight!

Keiral started picking up chalk and writing it on the blackboard, "To defeat your enemies, you have to know him first. What do you know about the Roman heavy infantry? ”

Kerall drew a simple heavy infantry on the blackboard, asking.

“But we've already beaten them!” Gareth asked strangely.

“Remember!” Kerall turned around and stared at him. “It was King Joseph... who defeated them! Have you ever been through that battle? What do you know about heavy infantry? What do you know about spears? Have they made any progress over the years? Are their weapons bronze or steel? What are their total numbers?” Kerall's string of questions scared Gareth off his neck.

Kerall shook his head, drew a shield next to the heavy infantry, and there was a machine in the shield, the Scotsman's heavy shield, below which a solid cone could pop directly into the soft dirt for a root-like presence.

“This is something that His Majesty King Joseph did not have for Scotland back then. Now go thank the Scottish rebels, or we'll be the ones facing these iron guys.” Kerall pointed coldly at the structure diagram and said, in fact, when this shield first came into play, he knew about it, and it was a very sophisticated and practical structure that, by merging into the earth, used the power of the earth to counteract the impact of horses... and only Scots who believed in Gaea, Mother of the Earth, could come up with it?

However, it was too naive. Kerall shook his head in the dark. The design, though ingenious, was limited to the concept of “blocking”, but the impact of the horse's power could not be eliminated. The force that ran after covering the vest with Camelot's two-tonne tall horse could not move the shield at its root, but the warrior after the immense force broke the shield was fine.

“And Camelot? In addition to the heavy cavalry, can you tell me what other specialty species Camelot produced?” Kerall looked at them, as if it were their fault, and they all bowed their heads.

“I'm sure you've figured out the difference between Camelot and the world's mainstream military power.” Kerall is actually just a scarecrow, and after class they can reflect it, but now, Kerall is still a lot better.

“So your assignment this month is to give me the army you envisioned today next month, no matter where, as long as you can fight in a special environment.” Kerall seemed very open, "he said.

Then I packed up the sheepskin rolls in front of me and didn't look at the thirty-six round-table knights I was thinking about, turning around and walking out of the classroom.

Artoria was right behind him, and he was on his way back.

Keiral slowed down slightly and landed half a step behind Altoria, giving her enough respect and signaling to the outsiders: it was Altoria who made the call, but Altoria didn't react, which forced Keiral to sigh, Lily, and learn!

“Kay, what's your plan?” Altoria didn't see through Kerall from beginning to end, so instead of trying to see through Kerall, she asked him directly.

“Just brainstorming.” Kerall nodded with a smile: "And by choosing his righteous one, the personal idea is to build several distinctive and integrated combat armies as test fields in five years. After all, a sound army in a country needs shields, spears, swords, guns, and targets, which are all essential. ”

In the face of Keiral, Altoria nodded softly and thought as she walked.