My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 179: Ramp Horn

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Closer, closer!

The knights held the knight's sword nervously.

It's not the war that makes them nervous. They don't get nervous anymore because of the blood, the face of the enemy, and the cold, shining axe. What makes them nervous is the attack itself. This treachery away from the scripture violates chivalry, making many knights numb their minds. You know, trampling rights and customs, these two negative past moves are inherently filled with stimulation that makes adrenaline secrete rapidly.

Now that's what they're doing.

This kind of cheating pleasure is much better than physical pleasure.

The knights breathed a little rushed, especially as they were led by their unbeatable king, His Majesty Artoria_Peng_Dragon, the god of war who had just completed the great dragon slaughter!

She stood closest to the edge of the forest, comforting her tall horse, her head less than seven feet long (one meter, six and a half) full of strength, and her sword holding hands seemed to be ready for victory and war all the time.

She's the king!

She raised her hand and the armor brought a clicking noise, as if it were a signal, and the knights stepped on the horse and sounded all over the place.

Of course, the pirates of the past army heard this voice. In fact, the sound of 3,000 people making it neatly could not be concealed, but they did not know what it was, so the Gauls suddenly stopped, suspiciously pulling out their weapons and looking at the nearby dense forest, as if there were some man-eating monsters inside.

When the ground vibrated slightly, the middle-level leader of the Gauls, who had a lot of experience in war, said with a big change of face: "Knight!! Attack carefully!!!! ”

Too bad it's too late!

What's even more unfortunate is that they don't have any preparation, shields, horses, rifles, nothing, all they have are short handled battle axes!

This means nothing to resist the horse's impact!

The knights waved their swords out of the thick woods, headed by blonde hair into ring-shaped bags. At first glance, they were women in luxurious beast capes who were either rich or expensive.

Riding a black horse, she was like a spectacle in the woods, but in a flash, the first unlucky ghost was directly hit out, and the huge impact not only carried an eye-catching depression in his chest, but also knocked him flying while spitting out his blood along with his gut, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and he vomited blood on the side of the air without a sound.

And Altoria just had to gently lower her sword and keep her horse parallel, and a Gaul head that crossed her was like a ball of skin that grunted off her neck and twiced off the ground, landing on the mud.

It wasn't until this time that blood came out of the body that had lost its head.

Without waiting for the third Gaul to react, he was pierced by a long sword, which tilted the body slightly and fell to the ground powerlessly, while Altoria, who pulled out the long sword by horsepower, suddenly cut a human head into the sky.

In just three seconds, four people were killed by Altoria, and the momentum shook up.

Brave as a tiger, vicious as a wolf, knights as a wolf rushed into the Gaul's position, and the Gaul's already chaotic position became even more chaotic.

Beirut is a Gaul captain, in this large number of Gaul people, he is also a centenarian seat, but the blood of the brave Gaul in his body is not thin. He looks at the female knight who rushes towards him. He is really evil and daring to start angry from the heart. One of them is too skilled in martial arts, killing his own son and son is like killing a chicken, and the other is bullying the other is a woman, less powerful than a man!

The two were not very far apart, just fifteen meters, only to see him drink violently, with a furious axe in his hand, and so an arrow fell fifteen meters over Altoria's head.

The gravity and the strength of the body he chopped down.

But Artoria, with one sword, slaughtered a Gaul who rushed in, while the other raised his hand and blocked the other's axe.

With all the ecstasy in his heart, Belu knew that with the power of this axe, anything was cut off directly, even if the other party had armor!

Huh!!! With a loud bang, Beirut suddenly found his hand numb and even his finger holding the ax loose.

“Not good!!” Beirut suddenly walked away, but a long sword flashed from Altoria's waist and finally stabbed him in the throat.

“Twenty kilometers fast. How much strength do you have besides a lust?” Looking cold at this guy as if he were the leader, Artoria took a sneer from the corner of her mouth, pulled out her long sword and grabbed a sword and cut down a recalcitrant Gaul next to her.

“Kill!” The sword of victory is a sword. Killing so many people didn't even stain a drop of blood. The ordinary steel sword is now either full of gaps or surrounded by fast clots of blood in a dark brown color.

Altoria, who raised her sword, drank aloud, and the soaring knights suddenly rose by another three points.

The ex-military and the rear army noticed the chaos in the Chinese army, and the messy Gauls did not want to destroy the knights but to save people. Although the purpose was different, the direction was the same, and the Gauls, scattered from time to time, began to think of the intermediate gathering.

“stubborn.” Artoria drank loudly, a pinch of horse belly, the black horseman immediately screamed, then one sniffled and then stepped on the chest of two Gauls, two Gauls stuck like balloons, and couldn't live without moving on the ground.

“Knights of the Round Table! Fight me!” Altoria raised her long sword, and the golden yellow sword sparkled with golden light, calling the Knights of the Round Table like a signal flag.

The knights of the round table, who emerged instantly, finally distinguished themselves from the ordinary knights. At the call of Wang De, they simultaneously slaughtered three to four enemies around them, and then, by virtue of their excellent riding skills, killed a bloody path to Altoria and clustered into a large group.

“Strike!!” Altoria exclaimed, as the knight of the round table suddenly felt the horn beep from the saddle and blew it, the long-blown assault sounded all over the battlefield.