My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 193: Joan the White Knight

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Like a giant monster, 5,000 knights collide across the barbarian camp, 5,000 people say a lot more, can fight a small battle, say less in the battle of more than 100,000 people can not even lift a little water flower and just die.

But now, the 5,000 knights are a giant monster, slowly breaking the cohesion and fighting power of the other monster.

Countless savages run crying, they panic and get lost, they can't find any way out, behind them are 100,000 knights, here are 5,000 knights, they are so tiny, they have no weapons in their hands, or they were scared and frightened yesterday they couldn't even resist.

The 1,200 Ingrish may be able to resist with the fierceness of elite Ironclad and Mad Warriors, but what good is it?

He knew perfectly well that the 100,000 Camelot knights behind him would never give him time to combine barbarians.

This is a dead end!

He can't help but be ashamed. It looks like there's still a way to live. It's a must kill.

He can't help but thrive in his heart. What if he dies? If I die, I'll kill Camelot, and they'll bury me! The world hasn't been born yet!

“There's a ship! A boat!!” But a sudden cry made him kill like snow and ice in the sun.

“There's a ship!” Ingrich was overjoyed. Who would want to die in a foreign country? The simplest thing to say is, who wants to die?!

“Rob the boat! Grab the boat!” Inglich looked at the platoon in a very good position, directly towards the harbour exit, a straight line without any boats blocking it, just climb up and sail out of the sea to get out of this shithole.

At this time, even Ingrisch couldn't care less. Perhaps the platoon was too much for Camelot to burn down, maybe for some other reason, but who would ask him at this time?! Even Ingrisi couldn't help it. Faced with the crowd pushing and panicking, this was no longer a mess and collapse, they blocked his escape path!

Ingrish bit his teeth and raised the axe dramatically: "Cut them down! Cut them down! Get aboard first!! ”

Though there are many ships, at least 50 of them, there are at least 100,000 people here, and if they rob them, they don't necessarily rob them!

What do we do?

Kill a bloody road! They may all be on board, but more than 5,000 knights behind them won't give them time!

They're trying to steal time!

They seem to have been spotted abnormally numbered here, with the cavaliers rushing towards them under the leadership of their braided children.

To be honest, they ran so long they couldn't even resist.

But the human will to survive cannot be ignored, only to see the first two rows of Viking warriors pull their axes out of their calves and then throw them all at the knights.

The blow was indeed unexpected by the knights and JOAN, who did not have royal close guard officers: the round-table knights' treatment of dragon fur armor, even when the heavy horseman encountered this kind of flying weapon that spins through centrifugal forces and accelerates armor breaking, had to temporarily escape the rays.

They should be thankful for the robustness of the armor and the strength of the deck.

Moreover, the hand axe is not as penetrating as a gun. It is just embedded in the armor of the previous platoon of knights, but the flesh did not hurt the bones. The war horse is even more distressed, and the axe is all embedded in it. But those who know the characteristics of the horse should know that the horse's toughness is actually no worse than that of a cow. They can run for decades with serious injuries. They often run out of their last strengths to spit foam on the floor.

Some say horses don't have pain as a function, but people who know horses, who love horses, know that horse loyalty is often the highest of all animals except dogs!

Horse, horse!

Horseshoes flying, horses hissing, but with endless anger and pain, horses rushing forward with their masters.

“Damn it!” Ingrisi screams: "Army stop, defense! ”

It has to be said that Ingrich is a man of a certain talent, that his troops are the only of the more than half a million barbarians who can be banned, and that his prestige has brought his forces together, albeit with a certain hesitation, to keep the formation intact by cutting themselves apart without knowing whether they are Gauls, Anglo-Saxons or barbarians of their own kind.

One man chopped seven or eight, and in the past, more than fifty people fell into a bloodbath, and the savages were also eye-catching, because the cause of the numbers and the scattering of the camp were no longer the kind of intense shock turbulence they had last night, and they could not break through Ingrish's formation at all, but fled from both sides.

Ingrich's eyes revealed a fierce and vicious look, and now this situation shows that these knights have bitten themselves, but they don't want to let go of themselves, so let's see whose tooth handles! Even if I wanted to eat it, I'd smash your teeth!

Ingrisi's heart rose desperately, and his troops knew nothing, but two legs could never run on four legs, but here we mention a man.

Commander of 5,000 knights. JOAN.

If it seemed that Altoria was here, perhaps she would have rushed in with the knight first, if it was Grand Duke Andrei, he might have rounded up the team and wiped out the elite, if it was Keiral, he would have let them go and stirred up the mess.

But she's JOAN.

JOAN raised his hand with a sensible sense of war smell, and the knights behind him made an emergency stop, and the horses shouted their noses anxiously because they had an axe embedded in them, and they were sore.

“Harassment attack!” JOAN began to circle around them, accompanied by JOAN, as if the knights were going to begin to surround them, and the nervous Vikings would be beheaded by knights with swords on their sides if they did not pay attention.

Ingrisi immediately saw the intentions of the other party, and he drank aloud: "They want to eat us up and go towards the boat! Charge!”

With a flag in one hand and a long sword in one hand, Joan with a reindeer in his mouth grinned cold, rushing? In front of the knight?

She wasn't such a good soldier before, now she has such an elite knight if she can still release this big fish...

I really learned so much at Knights College!