My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 272: A Night Assault Known to All

PS: Well, I guess it's only 6,000, see if I can get a chapter before 12: 00... I've been sleeping before... I got up after dinner at 5: 00 and saw such a big surprise. Chapter 21: 1W2 calls for more votes... I just pissed.

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At night, Merlin kept rolling upside down, upside down, upside down in her bed, and she just didn't know where the anxiety in her mind came from, so there wouldn't be a cavalry, would there? The port has been controlled by Romanian fighters, who need only one trumpet to rest at such a close distance to be able to quickly pick up shields and spears and rip the landing knights to shreds.

It shouldn't rush from the sea, but with this power in the castle, the Romanians can never be stopped. Don't look down on the Romanians right now, but Merlin needs only three words to stir up their self-esteem.

With the number and combat power of their remaining 15,000 people, the castle can be piled up without the tools to break the city, with their lives.

But that manic aura she didn't like, the uncontrollable ending she couldn't forgive for putting Kerall in danger, the intelligent thought was the same, hated the risk factors and liked to hold everything in their hands.

But in fact, war is all kinds of coincidences. Where is the chance of winning, of taking control of everything?

Smart is a mistake!

But what's so troubling? A magician like Merlin, though unable to provoke the energy of heaven and earth to discolor the heavens and earth, is also often aware of the energy of heaven and earth. Her mind's anxiety almost originates in heaven and earth, but she finds no reason.

When she finally fell asleep confused, turning the other side of the house, the loud drums of war outside made her stand up: “What's going on? What's going on? Somebody!”

“Chief!” One of the lieutenants rushed in and looked at him like an absolute wolf: “Someone attacked! Someone attacked!! ”

“Calm down! Light all the torches, let everyone calm down, blow the horn, and they'll calm down when they hear our horn.” Merlin said out loud.

The lieutenant went out immediately, and her reaction was not uncomfortable, but it was a little slow when the distribution reached below.

When they lit the torch on the outside of the first layer, they suddenly realized that the tip of the other person's gun had arrived in front of them, but for a moment they had lost consciousness before they could react.

And with the roaring sound of horseshoes, 3,000 knights were led by Altoria into each other's camp. Lily's lion did not bring them because of the safe operation. Instead, she sat on the [nightmare] horse of the Grand Duke of Andrei, with the nightmare of the horse, and the fence of the Romanians was completely invisible. Up to two meters, he didn't even need to jump. One horse smashed everything in the way and then with the golden sword broke one another's camp tent for two seconds. At this time, there was hardly a flag, no drums, no trumpets. Her golden sword meant the direction of the knights' rush.

This is almost an indicator lamp in the dark, even those on both sides of our enemies can clearly see where this lamp is, it is the glow of victory!!

“Knights Round Table!!!” It was not until now that they had arrived at each other's camp that they could hear her hoarseness in the midst of the barracks.

“Strike!!!” It was the gathering of thousands of people's beliefs, the pounding of war that inspired the nerves of the horses, the knights of Six Degrees, valor, loyalty, humility, sacrifice, glory, compassion, and tonight alone they will receive half of it: valor, glory and loyalty!

The roar was transmitted from their chests to their mouths, without any retreat or hesitation, following the King's footsteps, and rushing!

The Knights of the Round Table, because of their horseshoe iron, even on ordinary muddy land, with the thunder of a burst, as if the Divine Soldier had fallen into heaven, combined with the tactical style of rapid slitting, only a Romanian contact was foolishly beaten.

“Altoria!” Merlin ran out of the tent and looked back and forth at the woman who had slaughtered him in the camp and immediately identified him.

Artoria's broken steel sword is what she uses alchemy to refine for King Joseph, and of course she knows what properties are on it: broken steel, broken armor, dripping blood to identify the Lord and shining light.

These four attributes are almost her masterpiece of alchemy, but looking at the unusually fluctuating sword sheath around her, she knows it's definitely another weapon that's no worse than the one she's made - even better!

Kerall didn't understand alchemy, but he had so many secrets that Merlin just squinted her eyes and immediately reacted, then just whispered three syllables and the whole person disappeared into the air.

She knows perfectly well, measuring time, even if they can light the torch everywhere, but they can't stop the knights from rushing in.

They've dispersed. The dispersed Romanian infantry can't stop the Camelot cavalry wrapped in iron!

Perhaps when they're still a whole, they can block each other from piercing like spears, but when they split apart as zeros, they'll be separated from the middle and turned into two () spears, and then they'll go back and forth and they'll be turned into a separate well, and no matter what, with Altoria's sense of battlefield smell will ever bring them together again.

It was a very bold, very strangely colored sneak attack.

Inspired by her or Keiral's escort, Keiral's private little escort in Keiral's estate listened to Keiral's tactical speech to the ancient East. Little Altoria didn't think much of it at the time. Keiral might have just made the students more tactically flexible, but whatever her little escort was.

But after all these years of solo leadership, she suddenly realized how valuable what Kerall was going to be —— almost exactly as Kerall said, if he was a Utah, he'd be slaughtered at night.

And if it was elite, it would definitely light a torch on the outskirts of the camp right now, because most people in this era don't eat guts and vegetables, and the lack of heavy metallic elements in their bodies is so serious that they can't light the torch, they're almost blind, they can only hear voices.

And the most important thing at this point is speed, and the most important thing is speed! Whether or not the other party has weapons, make sure to stir up the other party's battalion, ignore your head, the soldiers will not find the general, you will not see the soldiers this is the most successful night attack.

After confusing the enemy, it's easy to make them slowly, but there's something to be aware of here, and you can't take it lightly. If there's a small gathering, you need to use the speed to break them apart and keep them in a foggy state.

But it's easy to say, in the midst of this war, nobody has satellite positioning or upcoming maps, and there is no radar red dot to show you the number of people. Unless you have a sensitive sense of battlefield smell, the number of people gathered together is small, the time of death of the attacker!

This must not happen, so Artoria followed Kay's words faithfully and began to lead the knights back and forth to slaughter.

Thirty to fifteen thousand, five times the gap may seem like heaven, but in fact, numbers do not represent a question of combat power.

A simple arithmetic question.

One cavalry, including armor, weapons and horse armor, needs iron one and a half times that of an infantry.

A horse eats twice as much every day as a strong man.

And then, counting the knights themselves, you can see to what extent the so-called "gap” has been narrowed.

History's barbarian civilizations can easily see the cavalry's deterrent power over infantry - almost a crushing one - by virtue of the fact that the cavalry has ravaged our ancient and developed civilizations over and over again and abandoned the inner system!

Similarly, cavalry attacks and assault camps were found on flats without any heavenly defenses. Even the numerically dominant Romanians are still unable to react to this innate disadvantage. The killing instantly started a bloody storm.

3,000? The number of people trampled to death in their flat camp on the way is close to that number. Not to mention the number of people killed along the way.

Instead of taking advantage of the conditions created for her by Kerall, Artoria's bold assault camp boldly captured the void of the other party, and this time, it was a kill.

On that night, the Sixth Army of the Romanian Central Army was officially in a state of collapse, fleeing countless times, and being killed was even more incalculable, but everyone knew that stepping on the corpse of the Sixth Army of the Romanian Central Army, a small country called Camelo, had landed on the mainland and had cast a shadow over the continent where the fighting had originally taken place. Now even to the west, the Three Kingdoms were at war in the east, the Silver Nation in the north was stupidly moving, and the Carthage below was a hundred blocks to the Empire's excavation of the Gibraltar Canal.

This day... is going to change!!

The conscious voiced their concern in this line of work, be it Greece, the best country in the world of schools, or the most prosperous Romania in the world, which was spreading wildly as soon as it was raised, but as the culprit, Keiral, who was laughed at, held quietly and watched the world play...

Keiral was just so happy that his wife, King Arthur, finally started with a knight king!

Nothing in the world is more exciting than to teach the seeds to blossom for more than 20 years, and even the other jobs Kerall gave them directly to C.C., and they hugged Altoria and laughed. (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.)