My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 348 Raid Uruk

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JOAN stayed here for two days, and in the face of the people of this small town who had made their own cocoons, JOAN needed only twenty men to guard the doorway of the town, so the people of this town could not fly.

Kerall's orders were to create as much chaos as possible in Umma, so JOAN threw everyone out of town the day he left, and then set the town on fire.

This is war, cruelty and cruelty.

Faced with the burning of JOAN, the people of this town don't really complain - they can't afford the sword, they don't have that channel, so they can only endure the fear of disappearing three people a day - 500 people may eat for a long time, but they're expected to die in less than a month.

After all, JOAN saved them, and JOAN showed them a clear path - trying to get to the big city, because the war is coming!

This lady is a good knight, at least she doesn't loot and kill on a massive scale. You know, in this world, most wars between nations are replenished by looting each other's wealth, such as gold, silver, food, etc., and in another way, weakening the place, strengthening herself, and then killing.

People who are the most precious in the world, but who do not belong to their own nation and country, are less valuable, and besides the fact that Carthage and the great men on the Egyptian side have received the greatest popularity from the Roman Battlefield, only beautiful women can sell a good price for the rest of the slaves.

So when we meet enemy villages, most of the first reactions are now slaughtered.

JOAN took only three days of his own rations and drove them out to burn.

JOAN is already a Master Wang.

JOAN's purpose is not as great as they think.

Her aim was merely to create disturbances on a massive scale inside the Umma Empire and force King Gilgamesh of Uruk to return, but the extent of this was difficult to ascertain.

JOAN had left them to create massive chaos, while burning their towns on the other side had forced them to go to large cities, and that was how she had come all the way, and once the large city of Uruk had a saturated population, hunger and oppression would crush the top chief of the city like a big stone.

As long as it's not some heartbreaker, it's bound to worry about these people.

And if there is not enough food, it will surely come to Gilgamesh ahead for help.

And...

JOAN heard a very interesting thing - Ouma's Royal City, Uruk, is just around the corner!

This is exactly what drowning came to deliver pillows. Faced with this hummingbird's nest, as a shitty stick, they didn't want to touch it for a moment and say they were on a mission.

So they are now rushing to Uruk at 120 kilometers an hour, despite maintaining a network of reconnaissance 1,500 meters away.

Uruk is the royal city of Umma, and all JOAN needs to do now is break into Uruk before that group of people can send word to other nearby cities, and then destroy it and then leave before the other reinforcements get here.

It was a jet lag war.

JOAN is very confident.

I really want to see the look on the face of Gilgamesh, who provoked Kerall, when he heard about the fall of his Imperial City.

JOAN smiled, she had never seen Keiral so angry before, but it was really interesting to suppress the angry Kai.

JOAN slowly strangled the horse's head, and the fast running horse slowly stopped. Her horse was the best mother horse of the Arab warhorse and the best horse born of the Keral warcraft nightmare, and most of the others were black warhorses or black and white spotted warhorses. Unlike JOAN's warhorse, whose body was snow white, the only place with the horseshoe was black. In reverse, it was said that there was a story called Uyunta Snow named Wang Chasing Horse, and then she seemed to be a horse breed called "Jade Chasing Horse”.

In any case, JOAN loved the horses, had no temper at all, and was able to ride a thousand times when it was violent. Faced with her enemies, she was just as connected to her heart as she was to her beloved comrade.

She was in Le Ma because she was almost three kilometres from Uruk, because she had just run a few kilometres away, so she had to pause a little, save some horsepower, and then there was a hard war, whether it was from entering Uruk, a city that had never been destroyed since ancient times, or fleeing under the siege of the entire Uruk Empire.

“I'm going to trouble you.” JOAN poured some wine in her hand, then put the dried beans in her hand, which was armored, so it was almost a sealed space, put the soaked beans next to the mouth of the jade chaser, the jade chaser rolled the beans and circles with his tongue into his mouth, the other hand touched his long bristles, and JOAN said softly.

“Pfft.” He punched his nose as if in response to JOAN. Jade chased his horse and licked JOAN's face. He suddenly made JOAN's face smell of alcohol.

Beans are strong, booze is strong, both things must be ready for the horses before they go to war.

And the other knights of the round table started cooking, and some might have misunderstood the smoke, but in fact, as long as they didn't use wet wood, they wouldn't be too disgusted, and the white eyes produced by the wood would be completely invisible after a quarter of a metre above their heads, so donkey friends should understand, so few people could see that a little bit of white smoke was cooking smoke except for that kind of scourge that was really experienced enough to dry for most of their lives.

Those who have lived in the mountains should know that sometimes the mountains tend to have low ground and then when the heat is too high in the air, the mountains gradually lift up some fog and then cover the mountains.

Often this fog mixes with cooking smoke.

Experienced servitude may go to the source of the fog, but where even the king of the enemy can see it in the heart of the enemy, it is clear that the powerful Uruk does not have the concept of "scourge” at all, which is nothing but plain white fog for ordinary people.

So two hours later, JOAN tied his helmet firmly to his head, pulled out his dragon tooth sword, grabbed the rope in his left hand and the point raised in front of the saddle, raised his sword and drank: “Knights of the Round Table!!! ”

“Strike!!” The words were drank out loud from a thousand ready Knights of the Round Table warriors. (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.)