My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 174: Powerful Soldiers

PS: Tell me about the layout of this book —— after watching FATE's latest, I hacked the whole place. Ahhhhhhhhhh...

PS1: Did I tell you that this book has six endings?

PS2: The wise man died and became the spirit of England in the Grail War.

PS2: The wise man stops a moment before he dies. Buried at the bottom of that valley in the EU, Bunitalia launched a battlefield to fight for the wise.

PS3: The moment before the death of the wise man, the crystal coffin exiled by Purple Mother became the magical legacy of the battle for ancient magic civilization.

PS4: The whole continent united to make the continent a testing ground for revenge on the Magic Continent, but a permanent neutral country: the First Magic Guild of the Kingdom of Fiore blocked their way...

PS5: The Wise Man Happily Opens Crystal Palace Story XDDDDDDDDD in Fantasy Country...

PS6: I'm not going to say the original ending. I'm not going to say it ~

PS7: Can someone with love see where the ending is going?

“Fresh water!! ”

“Ready!! ”

“Rations!! ”

“It's all under the hatch!! ”

“Weapons!! ”

“Knock, knock!!” The sound of the battle axe striking the shield sounded.

Eventually he nodded satisfactorily, jumped to the bow in three steps and two steps, and the big man up to two meters, wearing the white bear (polar bear) leather armor he had himself hunted, held up the Gaul's battle axe, combed the trait of the Gaul's braids, trembled in excitement at the braids behind him: "Brave warriors, sail, march! Goal…”

“England!!!” All the pirates laughed and shouted, the wind swung and then banged like a drum in everyone's heart.

A giant drum on the tap of a dragonbone pirate ship, the drum hammer is a human thigh bone, firmly held in the hands of a two-metre tall man, the two drum hammers are his biggest enemies, a heroic warrior killed 25 strong Gaul warriors in a merchant boat, even killed three white bear warriors, and eventually he chopped off his head. He admired this enemy and took off his thigh bone as an inspiring drum hammer.

With his swollen muscles, he punched the drum face with a thumping rhythm, and began singing aloud: "We conquer the sea, we cut the trees, we chop the enemies, hey! We are!!! ”

“Gaul!! Hey!”

Paddles all the way forward, then everyone drinks.

“We have a battle axe! We have rum! We have!!! ”

“Battleship!! Hey!”

The Gaul singing the song of war seemed to suppress even the sound of the waves of shock.

“Little ones! Don't lose to the Gauls!” The Viking dude looked at the laughter and yelled at the boat next to him.

“Ho ho ho!!” At the same time, five mad warriors howled like angry lions.

And then the barbarians of Anglo-Saxon next door didn't want to roar out loud, like a giant wolf.

For a moment, the ghost wolf howl spread over the sea, and the sound of the ghost wolf howling spread out on thousands of ships, even if God had to retreat.

Three hundred people a boat, a thousand boats are 300,000, 300,000 fighters, even Camelot is only 150,000 troops in the district, and there seems to be absolutely no chance of losing to them, one to two, all they have to do is kill anyone who resists, then drag women and children into their own communities, and finish the patriarchal succession for their own people.

This is typical bandit logic, but the Anglo-Saxon leader: Topit doesn't think so.

Why can't we occupy Britain's fertile lands and vast oceans? With such a foundation, who else is the owner of this ocean? The Gauls and the Vikings will be expelled, the free Anglo-Saxons on this ocean cruise!

The Anglo-Saxons will be the masters of this sea!

How seductive is the word "master"!

Topit glanced at the end of the coastline as if he had seen the Anglo-Saxons under his leadership eating the best bread, drinking the best wine and playing with the prettiest women...

Axes, already shining cold light, shields, have been dazzled, helmets have been shining in the sun.

Everything is ready, what more to wait for!

There's nothing to wait for anymore. The tiger leopard jackals have revealed their ragged fangs and mouths. When they see a giant piece of fat, the first thing they think about is how to avoid the guardian. When the guardian blocks their footsteps, they will tear the guardian apart, along with the guardian, and finally they will fight over this fat...

“So… even if it's an alliance, doesn't it work to provoke a divorce?” Kerall spoke to himself with a slight headache pressed against his forehead.

“Kick?” A couple of little elves with winged lights looked at him with pure, puzzling eyes beside him, which was his first benefit after losing his eyes, because he no longer used magic at all times, which led to his bright magic breaking through the original landing in just half a month, the Great Magician? Or rule users? Keiral doesn't know that this magic that can create life against the sky is clearly nothing more than a miracle of nature, and Keiral's magic of light is merely carried out as a medium.

With wings, no gender, long hair, drifting and pure, these three elves not only feed nearby information to Kerall, but also use their own light magic defenses in dangerous times, albeit briefly, but also enough for Kerall.

But like children, the big sword girls in Kerall Manor have eaten up their bitterness, they love to play, they love to joke, the elves don't know the limits of jokes. If it weren't for the big sword girls, the average man wouldn't have put up with them long ago, would he?

“Kids?” Keiral, whose mind continues to dissipate, suddenly mumbles about his chin, his hair pulled hard by a little elf, while another little elf is hidden between his hair, apparently playing a game of hide and seek, at the location of Keiral's entire body.

They eventually pulled the river and thanked Kerall for his hair, which was already shawled, or else he suffered.

Keiral knocked on the wooden chair with his fingers and suddenly smiled: “Yes, [the child] will eventually grow up, and to grow up it will take a storm and rainbow, hmm... really? ”

Kerall said to himself, "No one knows what's in his mind.

The movement of hundreds of thousands of people is simply impossible to hide, not to mention Red Leaf Ridge has a very good intelligence agency in the world?

Camelot first started the horn of war.

Towns in all coastal ports have begun to evacuate.

No one wants to leave, but after so many years of pirate looting, the Camelos know that if they don't want to lose their most precious lives, it's better to keep their mouths shut and pack quickly.

Since the wise man had been blinded and had been living in her own estate, she had carried out a thunderous operation entirely by Her Majesty the King.

The power of ploughing like a cave makes nothing valuable at every border. After years of Kailar's incense, the young girl took the tactic of clearing the field of solid walls to the extreme. In order to see each other's tactical intentions, she stretched the front straight to the coastline to 50 to 100 kilometers inland, a distance that is... enough!