My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 269: Cruel War (* * * * * * S: All I can say is that after a day of walking with my sister, it really wasn't my fault that my parents were ruthless...

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But John had no time to be afraid, because the enemy had rushed up for the first time.

The chance to catch him was good. The other side was a hundred warriors. For a moment, the shield hit the other side and stabbed him under the shield like a venomous snake.

It's a good angle, 45 degrees up, that can go straight into your belly and pierce your stomach and chop your heart.

Skilled opponents can easily twist their wrists and turn your heart into a slurry.

At this time, your body will lean forward powerlessly. At this time, the other party will have a lot of experience using a shield to hold your body forward. As a result, many people are unsure if their comrades are dead. Don't say the bow and arrow, the spear will be difficult to move forward!

At this point, they will seize the opportunity to lean up more.

What a terrible Romanian warrior!

Camelot's infantry, defenseless in front of each other and slaughtered almost like a lamb, was truly unbearable.

But it's not the Romanian infantry, it's the Knights of the Round Table!

They almost showed a thousand battles, in Beowulf's case, at the first contact time, Beowulf just drank loudly, as if with a perspective eye, pierced each other's shields and lifted half their skulls.

The white brains were splattered with red blood nerves, but Beowulf did not care at all. He raised the spear as high as a wolf, because the other shield was stuck with the spear, and Beowulf, whose arm was tied directly and firmly to the shield, lifted the whole person, and then threw his weight like a whip, and then five or six Romanian fighters in a row fell to the ground with their weight. If the weight of the other body and armor were taken into account, Beowulf's weight would be equivalent to 200 kg! Such a great power was appalling, but he didn't put it in his heart at all. He burst into the enemy's camp with a slight lift of weight. Of course, he didn't forget to grab the end of the spear pole and stab two Roman warriors in the face.

“Hey!” Beowulf waved his spear, and the five knights of the round table on the other side were not bad.

Although only one-handed and a woman, Bederwell is definitely not an easy character to deal with. On the contrary, as a woman, and Artoria's closest chief knight, she is also a fighter who stands out from the Camelot 100,000 male knights, and she is even more challenging in Kerall's view!

This war proved Kerall's vision, she instantly stabbed the enemy's camp like a sword, and then the knight's sword in her hand was just waving, as if she were a dancer at a dance, she stepped on the dead waltz as the drums of blood traveled between the enemy's bodies, her attack was special, her knight's fine sword combined with powerful dynamic vision, accompanied by a gorgeous “dance", she instantly succeeded in rushing out more than fifty meters, but more than fifty meters along the road the enemy's hands were either cut off or her head was instantly separated from her body.

All in all, in just a few seconds, it was as if she had dodged the enemy's shield walls on the flat ground and arrived in front of the enemy's spear squad.

The immense threat awaits spear throwing troops, when Kerall has lifted his fists to indicate that the crossbow forces have stopped firing.

Gagheris is an Orthodox knight, his family is a knight's family, his grandfather is from the same period as Grand Duke Andrei, and you should know what's in their family - not everyone has a son until they're fifty, like Grand Duke Andrei!

So facing the enemy is also an orthodox way of fighting a knight: holding a gun in his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, firstly a long gun, piercing the enemy, then throwing the enemy out, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, a long gun piercing the throat of the other second platoon of warriors, the other knight's sword slanting the warrior in two segments.

A Roman soldier next to him was clearly passing through hundreds of wars, not surprised by the death of his comrades, and his short sword was like a viper spitting in his hand and spurting silently towards Gagheris' waist.

The other party is also an old hand. If you get stabbed in this place, you will die. Paralysis is a blessing. As for wanting to get up and walk for the rest of your life, you don't even want to.

His attack was interrupted halfway.

You can't deny the speed of each other, but someone is faster than him.

Naturally, the only person who dares rush up with the Knight Round Table is the Knight Round Table.

Gareth!

Both of them come from Orthodox knights, but it is clear that there are differences and differences in fighting between Orthodox knights. If infantry is the product of a unified and coordinated war, then knights are individualized weapons of war.

In King Joseph's knight tradition, knights prefer “martial artists” who serve the country, except that such “martial artists" are more warlike, but the technology in their hands is not lost at all, so it can be said that each knight brings out a different knight.

Some knights are good at bows and arrows, some knights are good at spears, some knights are good at throwing spears, some knights are good at knight guns, some knights are good at swords, the last one is the most, but notice here, all these things are called good when they are able to accurately kill enemies in the course of a bump.

And the knight with the seal...

That's almost equivalent to a master figure. For example, the two most powerful and proud techniques of the nomadic people are archery sculpture, hiding in the stables. The former's vision, wrist strength and arm strength are indispensable. The latter is a practical skill on the battlefield that directly blocks the enemy's long-range attacks using horses as shields.

These two technologies are the minimum requirements for the introduction of the Knight of the Seal.

The difficulty is to know that the Knight of the Seal stands for the top, and likewise, those who are low in combat, have not enough enemies to kill and have insufficient prestige cannot be sealed as Knight of the Seal at all.

Not that even a Knight Seal has not been sealed since Altoria took office, it is not that Camelot has no war, but that the watershed of the Knight Seal has grown after Kerall's reform, which has made it difficult to promote the Knight Seal.

More importantly, too many Knights of the Seal now seem unnecessary for Keiral's political purposes.

Waiting for the next generation of infantry and navy to grow up and come up with a unified seal again, so that they can have their own voice in the army and navy, and the most important thing in power is balance, too much focus on knights is not a good phenomenon.

Obviously, Gareth and Gagheris, as cousins, had a very different style of fighting. Gareth, the other shielded, although equally capable of striking with a shield and fighting under a horse, was right that the cavalry was an upgraded version of the infantry, that Gareth was more skilled than the other party, and more importantly, that the V-shield against the other party was stronger than the U-shape of Gareth, accompanied by a set of tactics for orderly advancement and retreat. Although he was the least visible of the six round-table knights, he was clearly the safest.

And more importantly, he's cooperating with Gagheris, who's been breaking into each other's positions for over 50 meters!

Similarly, like the five dragons, each of them burst into each other's position to disrupt each other's formation. The six men alone exert the energy of 6,000 people in the enemy formation of 20,000 people. From this, it can be seen that the bravery of the individual in the Cold Weapons Age is not useless. Especially in the absence of a cold arrow, the bravery of the individual is definitely the best force for preserving his life. (In addition, the so-called three arrows are not as good as one knife and three knives are not as good as one shooting, because the reason for armor is that the average person who gets an arrow will not have any necessarily killed dog blood. As for the later said arrow sores and dies is actually due to wound infection, the killing power of the arrows, though not so low, is definitely not high on the battlefield.)

Enemy formations became chaotic, and it was only in this way that the Camelot heavy infantry had time and void to regain its heels, as a result of spear throwing, the sophisticated formation gradually became dense under the leadership of the captains.

In fact, a big spear against this threat should be dispersed, but the problem is that the other heavy infantry will suddenly crush over and disperse them and kill them.

That's not gonna work.

The other side is already outnumbered, and if they spread out, they would die faster.

Kerall clearly saw through the light element that between just a few brief breaths, more than 800 people died forever, including spears on the ground and first-platoons of heavy infantry coming up.

This is hell!

But no one went down to their moaning wounded comrades, and no one moved the dead bodies, because the enemy was only five or six meters away, still within their reach, and they were able to assemble and rearrange so well in such a spare time simply because the Knights of the Round Table were slaughtered in the enemy's camp.

“Array!!” The captains screamed in stillness. With tears in their eyes, they can no longer find their subordinates, but all of them are subordinates, obey the commander, as the college teaches, and then fight in teams until the last!

By this time, the Knights of the Round Table had returned, and they looked horrible with a sound of blood and flesh, but in the eyes of Camelot's warriors, they were the cutest!

“Crossbow." Kerall put his palm down.

Crossbows rain, instantly swallowing the battalions and shields.

The opponent, overwhelmed by the crossbow arrows, starts to retreat, constantly retreating, combing the formation and forming a shield to cover himself from the rain of the arrow.

The Romanian fighter, who deserved to be a great fighter, finally began to reduce casualties after a hundred meters of retreat, and the formation slowly began to recover under the cover of a shield, missed the opportunity… (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)