Lords of Camelot

Three years have passed since the defeat of the coalition of northern kings and the duel with Gawain. Davian's life has become much easier in the past three years, although the situation in Britain has still not improved. But at least it didn't get worse, and the intensity of the war became less intense. Continuous wars were no longer with the kings of Britain but with the many tribes of the Saxons. This really made the knights feel a lot more relaxed. After all, many people didn't want to fight with people they were familiar with.

The spring sunshine was just right now. As soon as Davian walked onto the city wall, he saw twelve people holding olive branches walking into the unbuilt Camelot in a special formation. Davian looked at the man in the front row, who held an olive branch in one hand and a flag he couldn't understand in the other. who? Whose envoy could this be?

"That's the flag of Rome. It seems like it's an envoy from Rome." Bedivere next to him recognized this. After all, Bedivere still received more education than Davian. But at this time, the Roman envoy actually came. It can only be said that the visitor is really evil.

"The afterglow of the Roman Empire? I heard that there seems to be a very powerful emperor there, called Lucius of the Sword, right?" Davian shook his head. He probably understood what the Roman envoy wanted to do in coming so arrogantly. . Then there will be trouble again.

The arrival of the Roman envoy immediately attracted Artoria's attention. She immediately summoned a group of knights under her command, and then received the twelve people in the hall of the palace. But looking at the expressions on the faces of these twelve people, Artoria knew that these people must have evil intentions.

"The noble and great Emperor Lucius has sent us to pay our respects to the King of Britain, and to request that you recognize him as your king and pay the full tribute that Britain owes the Roman Empire. Your father has always paid this tribute , but you did the opposite and refused to recognize him as your monarch, and did not fulfill the political decrees and legal affairs decreed by the noble and respectable Emperor Caesar. If you dare to continue to disobey the will and orders of Emperor Lucius, he will definitely lead I will march an army against you and your kingdom, punish you and your subjects, and kill as a warning to all kings and their princes, so that they will never neglect their obligation to pay tribute to the Roman Empire."

The leader of the twelve men finished speaking arrogantly, and Davian's hand was already on the hilt of the sword. This group of people, more or less, don’t treat people as human beings.

Many people could no longer bear this kind of thing. Lancelot's nephew, Knight Bowes, who came to Britain some time ago, even shouted angrily that he must kill all twelve people. How could they let them humiliate the King of Knights like this?

"Silence. Silence. My knights." Artoria stretched out her hand to silence everyone present. She had something to say.

She looked at the Roman envoys at the foot of the steps and replied to them in front of everyone: "Please reply to Emperor Lucius. I cannot satisfy his request. I do not owe him any tribute and tax, and I have the legitimate rights to rule." Britain's rights. Please go back. If Emperor Lucius intends to conquer me and my kingdom, then let him do it. Britons are never afraid of war."

When the messenger heard this, he had a sneer on his face. Then these twelve people left. They were going to return to Rome to report the matter to Emperor Lucius. I believe that the Roman army will come to Britain soon.

When the gathering ended, Artoria immediately summoned the core staff to begin the most important meeting. Lucius will definitely come, and how to fight him is the problem.

"I can go first, wait until Lucius sets off, and immediately go to Flanders to garrison. That is the place that must be passed. Rome must land there if it wants to conquer Britain. The First Legion will take the lead in resisting Rome there. The vanguard of the army, and then my king will take advantage of the time we have bought to gather enough strength to drive the Romans back in one breath." Davian took the lead in asking for a battle. This is what the first legion did. As long as they are still there, Rome will not be able to defeat the enemy. Fire burned throughout Britain.

"I can go first, my king!" Gawain also took the initiative to ask for a fight. In his opinion, this was a good time for him to contribute to King Arthur.

But Baos shook his head: "Gao Wenqing, what are you talking about? You are the leader of my king's personal guard. You should stay by my king's side. Just let me go with Lord Davian."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Be honest and don't cause trouble for Davian!" Lancelot held down Bose. This boy was still too young and had never been beaten before. He actually wanted to hang out with the First Legion. Is that a place he can go? With Bowes's disgraceful level of force, Lancelot was afraid that he would be shot if he went into battle.

Davian smiled, and he said nonchalantly: "Let him go with me, it will just sharpen his temper. But forget it, come to my camp as a servant, and study hard first, you see How about it?"

"Okay!" Baos shouted happily. He had long wanted to go out and gain experience on his own. It's nothing to stay by Lancelot's side all the time. The knight should go out to take risks, go to the battlefield and make achievements.

Lancelot almost couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He knew best how much his nephew weighed. His force is incompetent and his character is worldly. Is it really possible to let him go?

But then he felt relieved when he saw Davian's calm expression. Since he is sure, let Davian do it. After all, he was going to act with the First Army, so Davian should be confident.

At this time, Bedivere also said: "Then, Your Majesty, I am also willing to go to the front line with Davian. In the long-lost war, I should also be on the front line. I can't always be in the rear."

Arturia nodded, Bedivere actually asked for a fight, which showed that he was really spending some time at the back.

"Then, if you all go back and prepare for war. Once there is any trouble in Rome, the first legion will be the first to set off to block the opponent's movements. Then I will lead the army to make sure these Romans understand. Britain is by no means their arrogance. The place!" Artoria stood up and asked everyone to go back and prepare for the battle. They would make it impossible for the Romans to come back in this battle.

And when everyone dispersed, only Merlin and Arturia were left here. Artoria breathed a sigh of relief, and Merlin smiled and said, "Everyone is in a very positive mood. It seems that such a period of rest has not dulled them. They are still excellent knights who can fight for you everywhere."

"Of course, everyone is holding their breath. Except for those few, the other knights want to prove their excellence, and the competition with each other never stops." Arturia said this, seeming very happy Yes, but she was actually worried. She was afraid that this competition would go in an uncontrollable direction, after all, her subordinates were all weirdos.