My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 161 Love to Kill Warcraft [Collection]

PS: There's so much going on today... I'm in the middle of chapter two. If you can't make it up to me tomorrow... sorry.

PS1: I personally feel that the inheritance of the Wei Gong is a game of bad life...

PS2: What's that Huro post... What's that Huro look for in both book reviews? Although it's not the same ID, I can only assume it's a change of vest. I deleted it... If it's still messy, you just look for the seal...

“You take two teams of knights, return along the same path, put them on my estate, and my escort will take over the guard's duties.” Kerall points to C.C. and the solid Evangeline bound by the rope of light, "he said.

“You little scumbag! I won't let you go. I'm gonna chop you up and feed you to the dog!” The little doll tied up next to Evangeline was angry and arrogant, her knife had become unattainable after being removed, and they could only be arrogant. The knights had no great objection to such a life form, and did not bully women in any way in the six old knights, although there was no one in the six new knights of Keraldine, they maintained a tolerant attitude.

Evangeline looked at Kerall coldly, but she didn't say a word, and her attitude was chilling.

Kerall smiled softly, the bloodsucker had a kind of innate aversion to him, combined with the aversion caused by his actions, it's not surprising that Evangeline did this, but Kerall wanted to see Evangeline's expression on Remilia's face... I guess it must have been a thunderous Mars crashing into Earth?

Kerall smiled when he thought of it, but now this side is gradually entering the good realm, and just as soon as he entered Scotland, he met an immortal girl, an immortal vampire, which is called harvest.

Kerall can't wait to enter the Scottish forest to find a secret.

How can you be distracted back to your territory?

Kerall had already made up his mind, a team of thirty knights commanded, and then took a wagon to Red Leaf Ridge with two disturbed men.

And the next thing you know, it's going pretty well.

Sixty thousand infantry entered Scotland, centered here, a bar of information was conveyed through the knights, and the beast was a warcraft. Despite the infantry's first defense with a large shield, the power of the warcraft was still very strong. Almost all of the hundreds of warcraft found caused casualties to the infantry, most of them being wiped out, at least a few people, and Kerall died one thousand and five hundred infantry soldiers overnight, but Kerall was in danger, sitting on a fishing table and drinking tea in Evangeline's cabin.

Evangeline's cabin was completely out of its filthy and dirty touch, only to see that the flower pot on the window sill was planted with sunflowers by Kerall, a stone road in front of the door came through the garden to the defensive camp where the outer knights were stationed, and the ground floor and second floor were cleaned up by Kerall and looked very cozy, where Kerall and Altoria lived, while the knights built defensive lines to guard against invasion by warcraft or beasts, so as not to disturb His Majesty.

And a piece of information slowly gathered in Kerall's hands, on a sandboard in the lobby where Kerall himself mixed clay and dirt, a flag stuck on a hill in Scotland, just slowly turned into a position, a chess game.

Kerall looked at the game with a keen eye, just silent.

A small book in my hand writes and paints, but it's all about warcraft.

Among them, foxes, squirrels and other warcraft have low fighting power. Although they are intelligent, they cannot be compared to heroes. They cannot even be domesticated. They can only be killed one by one...

Large warcraft such as Tiger Leopard Bobcat have become different and huge due to mutations. Riding or fighting is a good hand and will be useful for nurturing riding or fighting in the future.

As for rhinoceros, wild horses and other warcraft are all there to plan for domestication and capture.

And grizzly bears, giant wolves, etc. need to be annihilated or subdued because the fighting power is too strong.

Kerall frowned slightly: It doesn't matter if you don't know the size and strength of the chassis.

There may be a point in thinking that these warcraft see the chassis as a hunting ground, and that a giant ape alone will leave Camelot's Nottingham Forest without a warcraft.

Keiral's eyebrows gently touched Keiral's eyebrows with a cold finger between them.

At first glance, Artoria soothed his eyebrows with her fingers, as if this cabin reminded her of her childhood in a tree house that Kerall had not returned to all night: “Since becoming a sage, Kai, your eyebrows have been wrinkled more...”

Oh smile, the opposite hand grabbed Altoria's cold little hand, Keiral gently pulled her over to hold her in her arms just a smile, closed her eyes just quietly enjoyed her tenderness in her arms, and the scent of her in her arms, like lily flowers, she seemed to be invincible in front of outsiders, like a faithful god of war, but it was just a disguise carefully created by Keiral, so that the future would calm down the post-world parliamentary system not only to put political games on the table, but also to lift the royal family higher, as a faith, if nothing too big a problem existed in the future, the royal family would not have any more threats.

Unlike England and France, so many countries in Europe that can behead their emperors like weeds, only the French barbarians dare to do so.

Keiral held Altoria in his arms and closed his eyes, but he had devised a strategy for the beast and began to implement it immediately.

Five thousand of Kerall's captains, who, after 10 years of pompous experience in local tactics, have been fully integrated into the 60,000 troops.

In other words, if Kerall gives the order, then his disciples will do the next thing.

This is also a test of Keiral for his disciples. If even an unwitting warcraft cannot be completed, then how can Keiral be relieved to face Rome and even the hundred warriors of Macedonia, who have already fought the Persian Empire?

This battle was not of Kerall, but of his disciples!

An order was sent to the infantry squad leaders through the wild rush of hundreds of knights: depending on the circumstances, the warcraft in the cluster is dominated by annihilation, the unbeatable warcraft is dominated by slaughter, the riding of the warcraft is dominated by capture, and the single warcraft is dominated by trap trapping.

As to whether the information in this order will be clearly seen by his disciples, Kerall doesn't care.

In Evangeline's cabin, Kerall sat firmly on the fishing table and waited for his disciples to hear from him...

A killer beast, spreading in Scotland...