My Wife, King Arthur

CHAPTER 192 JOAN [25,000 votes plus more]

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“Your Majesty!” Despite wearing red robes and black armor, the Grand Duke of Andrei still has blood on his head for killing people and a lot of pieces of meat and guts on his cape.

But neither one of them is disgusted or disgusted by this kind of thing. Without him, it's totally a habit. When Altoria kills one person, she feels guilty. When she kills ten people, she feels sick. When she kills a hundred people, she feels disgusted herself. But when she kills a thousand people, she starts to numb. When she kills 10,000 people, she feels like a human being, but that's the feeling.

Otherwise, killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is a crime, slaughtering nine million is a male!

But it's not enough now, it's more than 9 million, more than 90,000 state, Altoria holds the long sword, in the darkness, the long sword shines bright light, it's not a special ability, but a powerful power, sung by the people, entrusted to the victory beliefs by the tens of millions of knights, this power accompanies Altoria from the moment of drawing the sword, until the last moment of her life, it will not dissipate, this is the king, this is the privilege of the victorious goddess.

In fact, in the near future, Artoria's sword, Artoria's sword sheath, will be sung by all the people as a pair of matching weapons. Of course, they don't know what it means to restore magic, or what it means to be a constant matrix of magic. All they know is that the undefeated king, who carries endless glory for their endless victories, will never be hurt or die. She leads them through battles like God, creating peaks after peaks, and after the advent of Kerall, they will never know that they actually disgust this king, who guides the right path with great arrogance, and fear of God.

So betrayed.

Shameless betrayal.

You can never happen, and here, you can only be my secret.

Keiral stood high on that boulder looking in the direction of Red Leaf Ridge, where the smoke was dense, where the red light was shining, where people were shouting all day, where the horses were hoarse, and even here, the golden light could still be clearly seen.

“Go, Lily, take them to victory, take them to the Golden Age, and use your victory glow.” Keiral suddenly burst out laughing like a madman, his fine silver hair behind his forehead fluttering and drifting, but with a drifting charm inside.

Keiral was like a madman, not for anything, but because he had seen the savages who had collapsed!

The savages have collapsed!

Fantastic! The plan is almost entirely being implemented according to his steps, like dancing, music can no longer stop Keiral's footsteps, and Keiral himself is slowly moving to death with the barbarians stepping on the rhythm.

“The time is right, next... it's up to you! JOAN!” Kerall smiled half-witched and threw his photons into the harbor.

By then, the barbarians beneath Red Leaf Ridge had completely collapsed.

Trampling caused by manpower turned the city on the outskirts of the Red Leaf Forest into a rubble. Many people directly crashed the wall and tried to escape, but were pushed down, trampled down and cut to death by the people behind them. There were enough 220,000 people gathered under Red Leaf Ridge that night, and there were still active and constant army breakdowns, but there were only 80,000 people who died under Red Leaf Ridge City!

Only 40,000 of them were beheaded by knights, and the remaining 40,000 were slaughtered by treading on each other.

Not to mention the remnants of the barbarians who were made to lose their sanity like headless flies, only that there were about 100,000 barbarians who slowly gathered to retreat towards the port, but at this time, all their food was left in place, and people were terrified, like birds of shock, but they didn't even have the mind to fight again at all.

Since it was a retreat, Ingrich had no idea how many people were in the area and how many had broken down his camp.

He should be glad he's not in ancient China. Why so many fierce people in ancient China? How many heroes dare to step on enemy camp headquarters with 300 iron rides alone? The most famous is Huo Di, but pushing forward and backward is countless.

Keiral still uses insurance, letting Altoria defeat 100,000 people first and then start the main offensive. Otherwise, the Camelot knights lose face-to-face and the savages, and Keiral doesn't even want to have a hard knight fight against each other.

The essence of a knight's duel is: the other side is also a knight!

There's nothing to say to the savages! This is something the whole continent knows, and even the knights have no objection.

At this time, the barbarians began to gather slowly towards the port. Their minds were the same. After two battles, they wanted to go home. Last night, they were scared by the Camelot raid. The siege was even more desperate to go home for a month and a half. Faced with such a military heart, even Ingrisi had to retreat with the momentum.

But the port is constantly blocked near the seaport, the ship carrying half a million people is close to 10,000, it is a big dragonbone boat, very clumsy. During the three countries of China, there was a kind of crash boat called walking in the iron wrapped to crash the big boat and sink it out of the big hole, such boat to China is to deliver food.

But here, however, there is a great advantage: these big ships, each heavily loaded, deeply watered and proud of their barbarians, are almost invincible beyond the Romans' ships on this sea.

Nevertheless, it is unclear why Ingrish still has some disturbance in his mind that only 1,200 Ironclad warriors around him have been washed away to ward off the panicked crowd, leaving more than 3,800 unaccounted for (5,000 full).

Camelot was so ghastly, Ingrish couldn't help but be constrained against him, whether it was the Red Robe warrior on the castle who blocked their wave of attacks or the Knight Commander who attacked their leader at night, he had to be constrained.

His intuition was right, because in almost the same time, more than a thousand boats suddenly caught fire, and then he heard a scream of crying and snatching, and finally led 5,000 knights out of the boat to jump out of front of 100,000 savages.

I only saw her holding a snow-white sword, wearing a big braid, just wearing a light armor, a face of English martial arts was smoked after nothing could stop her. I only saw her lift the long sword high, and the knights behind her shouted all together. For a moment, the barbarians who had just passed through a long hungry and tired journey and fled without a little momentum shouted all together. Even though there were many people on her side, they just twisted their heads and scattered like flies with no head...