My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 276: A Thousand Miles of Solo Rides

PS: First of all, I've been playing Homeless lately, and, well, because of 2, I went to play 1 for a while, and it was fun, but that's not the main reason.

PS1: Mainly in the patch, [Football Knight] 37 episodes, [Opening Ball to the Galaxy] 21 episodes have been watched in these days, really good, [Opening Ball to the Galaxy] first, because the main character is smaller, then [Football Knight], really satisfied, and will continue to patch, including [Girl Reaper Give Me H's Soul] [Ice Fruit] [Poor God to] [Three People Must Have My Sister] and so on, but it won't be as crazy as these days. Saturday adjusts the status, it starts on Monday, it starts twice a day, I will be self-disciplined, thank you and sorry to all = = || So less bullshit, send out a Friday chapter and a Saturday Sunday chapter.

PS2: Besides, [My Sage] Calvin is gone, because there is no outline, then pause. Let [The Sage of Rebellion] send it out and let everyone quench their thirst. After I have thought about it, I will go back and fill it in. In other words, everyone will be ready to be pitted, right? (Laughs)

“What are you going to do next, Kay?” Altoria gently swayed the teacup of black tea, which had appeared on British Island for almost 2,500 years because of Keiral, and because superb black tea could only be produced in the tropics, the Celts of fast black tea had once made the sound of beating Carthage directly, which Keiral strongly vetoed.

This reason does not mean that Kerall does not want to defeat Carthage, but even if Carthage Camelo is defeated, it will not get a good place to produce black tea directly, because even if Carthage moves down the coastline, passing through Western Sahara, Mauritania, and then on the course of future generations, countries such as Senegal, the Gambia, Guinea-Bissau and Guinea, which are African countries, are still in subtropical climates, it will take three or four months for the climate to really reach the same region as Grand Gehring in India.

This is Father Pit!

Moreover, these moves will stimulate the attention of European countries to the African region, knowing that, from a long time ago, European countries have regarded Africa as a fat war-torn, and that almost all future wars in European countries are caused by uneven interests in Africa.

By the same token, if Camelo makes too big a move, I don't know what Nero will do, but Alexander's reaction is to abandon the continent's domination and consolidate Macedonia's capital and win the battle directly on the African continent - saying desert warfare, defeating the Macedonian legions of the Egyptian Divine Guard of Debis is absolutely legendary, and expert, Kerall, doesn't want to die in the desert against the Macedonian legions.

“I decided to go to Macedonia.” Kerall took up his teacup and smiled and sighed calmly.

“Pfft...” Altoria sprayed her tea and coughed twice. She looked incredibly at Kerall: “Kay, are you serious? ”

“Yes, I decided to go to Alexandria and form an alliance with Gilgamesh, King of Gold, so that they could draw Romania's attention from the north, while we could relax in the west.” Kerall laughed lightly.

“That kind of thing, can you do it?” Altoria asks skeptically, "And it's too dangerous for you to go alone, and I think it would be safer to go in the name of the mission. ”

“No, it's easy to do things in the name of the mission," Kerall shook his head, Lancelot, Nero, Merlin, and the other seven, seven, eight, eight cow ghost serpent gods, which didn't do their own reckoning? I woke myself up on Roman soil, and when something happened, the first thing I thought about was Romania, and since Rome was being hacked, you could really use any means.

“And I'm not going alone.” Kerall laughed.

“Are you going to take Dinesha? Fine, take her and I'll be relieved.” In every sense of the word, Kerall shook his head with a smile: "No, there's no one else but me and Serti. ”

“Are you serious? Kerall.” Artoria asked seriously.

“Exactly.” Nodded softly: “In the meantime, you will also need to prepare more weapons, food and horse hay. If I am correct in my estimation, a great war will come next year, and logistics will be hard on you.” Kerall smiled and said.

“Eh, wait, me?” Artoria points to herself and asks, all along, Kerall was in charge of logistics, she was in charge of arming, now she's picking her shoulders. Is she really in charge?

She didn't react at all, he didn't say, she didn't ask, she didn't react until Keiral was on his way, the amazing workload suddenly pressed on her shoulders, thanks to Keiral leaving a lot of disciples, otherwise it was a mess.

At this point, Kerall had gone towards Macedonia on a boat with Serti.

The two of them were to rush to The Hague Fort on the other side before the English Channel was frozen, and he would sit in town for about 10 days, and if the Romanians invaded during that time, he would use the resources at his disposal to beat the other side, while also slowly sorting out the new territory, making policy adjustments to the Cameroonian and Romanian contradictions, and then not later. After all, the fighting was intense and was not expected to stop until winter, while Kerall was not afraid of the rush in the snow, so he was not worried about delays.

Looks like there's no plan to march. Keiral looked at the information in his hand, and he strolled headless with Serti's waist on the road that had begun to snow.

This is Kerall's plan, and perhaps the horses of the world, even warcraft, have difficulty walking on heavy snow, because the earth is not as flat as the cement of the future, and the thickness of the horseshoe, or even the knee of the horse, prevents ordinary horses from walking in this snow, especially the more they go to Macedonia, the colder and more frozen they become.

Remember, the Earth is inclined, and even if you take a straight line, you're still on your way to the North Pole!

Even a camel cannot afford such a long journey, but her headless horse is not among them as a fantasy breed of Serti.

Why me? Selti wrote the text with a goose pen from a small book and asked, she kept putting the ink in her arms with a bamboo cartridge, and then she took Camelot paper and made it into a small book. The goose pen was also prepared a lot, and she was tired of not being able to communicate with ordinary people, and she was no longer a "normal” girl.

'Cause you're not the only one with time? ”Kerall smiled, saying she was the most available because she was almost completely isolated from the crowd without a head and wrapped herself in a helmet and mask.

And her headless Horse is the best ride to go forward on Snow Peak, and Kerall's choice of her is not surprising.

[…] Shaking her head, Serti could hardly guess how humans, especially Keiral, thought. She asked herself how she looked and even thought in the same way as humans, but Keiral's thinking loop was completely different from that of humans. You have no idea why he wanted to do this. It took months or even years to see how profound his decision to take this step was.

To be honest, she had been hiding from Kerall since she was captured that year, and she had no idea why JOAN had followed Kerall's words like a worshipper.

She just stay away from him.

So now Keiral is holding her waist no matter how twisted she sits.

“Ha ha," even Keiral was somewhat unhappy with her little daughter, while the headless horse slowly walked on snow-covered land, looking very slow, but definitely 50 yards, and at that speed, Keiral and Serti crossed Rome just five days after the district's kung fu reached the capital of Rome.

Because Serti doesn't need to eat, and Kerall, everything from Jane, can almost be said to be quick.

[Is it really okay to just go straight to Romania? Serti, who wrote on paper, had no idea what Kerall was thinking. As the head of the enemy, he wasn't completely on the same side as the Romanian Empire, and was caught by the enemy. What would have happened if he had known?

She doesn't understand, but she's not dead anyway.

The two of them canceled the headless horse, and Salty, wearing a helmet mask and a cloak, had a hard time covering her head.

“Well, let's go find a hotel, Salty.” Kerall pretends to be blind.) Grab Salty's hand and say.

Serti covered the helmet under the helmet gently, then took Kerall's hand toward the city.

Obviously, Kerall is not at all afraid of Romanian intelligence organizations finding themselves.

First of all, there are three kinds of intelligence handouts in the world: fast horses, pigeons, falcons.

And the problem is, none of these three things can fly across the English Channel!

When the Ice Seal came, Kerall, who claimed to be in the Imperial City of Camelot for a long time, was suspected by intelligence groups, but no one could pass the message through the glacier during the Ice Seal Period, in other words, everyone would think that Kerall was in Camelot until the Ice Seal Period was lifted in the spring.

No doubt.

Kerall did not hesitate to use the other party's trust in his intelligence agency to achieve his own security.

That's why he walks the streets of Romania without any cover, looking at the standard of living of the other people, even the imperial capital, and still sees the existence of the people at the bottom.

No, it is precisely because the Emperor, on the contrary, makes it easier to see the living conditions of the people at the bottom of the country, the capital of the so-called Pyramid Structure with excellence at the bottom, middle, upper, elite and top.

Aren't there more people at the bottom?

Keiral walked gently along the city pool, out of the glorious neighborhood, and suddenly arrived like a true Roman capital.

The glorious, filthy.

Royally employed so-called scavengers in the Royal City of Camelo transport daily manure water out of the city and then ferment it to produce biogas, which will be piped to the Royal Camelo College for students to experiment with, and then grass grey water (weak alkalinity) to make the manure work as sufficient fertilizer.

It is clear that Romania is not fully aware of this and that the wealthy will pay themselves to transport the dirt that suits their identity out of the city, whereas here… urination everywhere is said to be light, it can be said that the kitchen and the toilet are completely integrated, sanitary conditions are conceivable.

“Here…” Keral frowned slightly, just slowly walking, and the snow made this place freeze, and buried dirty and bloody underneath, without even having to think about how many killings the Romanians had inflicted in order to compete for the power of this kind of survival.

And a lot of movement ahead has attracted Kerall's curiosity... (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.)