Lords of Camelot

Sure enough, not long after, news came from Rome. Lucius gathered the Genoese, Doscanian and Lombard warriors, sixteen kings, and fifty giants, and led countless armies to destroy the entire England in one fell swoop. Davian smiled when he heard the news. It seemed that the Roman emperor was indeed serious.

"Percival! Gather all the brothers, we are ready to go out!" Davian called Percival and asked him to gather all the soldiers of the First Legion. This was a big event, and the Roman Empire tried its best to scare the monkeys. Although he believed that Britain would definitely win, this victory would probably be very hard.

At the same time, Wengenrib ran into his camp and delivered the second letter of the day. Davian opened it and took a look. He couldn't help but crumple the letter into a ball. Wenqinrib could already see the clear anger between his eyebrows.

The king of Denmark, the king of Ireland, the king of Weir, the king of Saulers and the king of Lantes Island jointly sent troops to invade Britain. These five guys heard the news that Rome was planning to invade Britain, and they joined together and came over from North Wales. Davian was really angry at this moment. These shameless guys were trying to do this to him.

"Lancelot, Kai, and Agguiwen have already set off to join King Perinoa. They will fight against the five kings in Caddo City. While they are fighting, we have to fight against them. The Roman army launched an expedition to Britain. We must seize the time. I didn't expect the situation to be so bad." Davian rubbed his brows. He didn't expect that the battle would be so bad all of a sudden. He actually came over to take advantage of it. Those hateful people Guy.

The First Legion quickly completed its preparations and embarked on this expedition. They rushed to Sandwich as quickly as possible to go to sea, and finally landed at the seaport of Bafre in Flanders. Davian immediately asked the entire First Army to camp here to prepare for the coming Roman coalition.

Soon after, the Roman coalition forces also arrived here, and the men and horses on both sides faced off from a distance. Davian looked at the huge camp in the distance and felt the difficulty of this war. The opponent's strength is very strong, although Rome is crumbling now. But the remaining power of the tiger is still there, and it may not be that easy to win.

At the same time, Lucius, who was driving the expedition in person, also saw the orderly military camp and the evil dragon flag in the distance. He had heard of this flag and it was probably the British dragon knight Davian Slyric. People from Britain came very quickly, which is interesting.

"Rome will not be afraid of this kind of challenge. Everything in this world should belong to Rome. Send an envoy over. Rome wants to see the dragon knight." Lucius ordered to the attendants around him. He was a little curious about the dragon knight. What kind of person is he? If possible, he should belong to Rome.

It didn't take long for Davian in the military camp to receive the password from the Roman envoy. It was said that Emperor Lucius wanted to see him, and the place was located in the middle of the camps of the two armies. Davian shook his head, this Lucius...what was he thinking in his mind? Are all Roman emperors like this?

"Go back, please tell Emperor Lucius for me that I will be here soon." He sent the envoy back and told them that he would definitely go there. After all, it was just a one-time meeting, and it would be a bit embarrassing not to go.

Then he looked at Bedivere, Percival and Bos in his tent. Okay, just take these three people with you.

"Wenqinrib, you stay and prepare the whole army. If there is any accident, they will come out to meet us immediately. Although I don't think that Emperor Lucius has any bad intentions, it is better to be prepared. It should be." Davian was still more cautious, and Wenchenlieb nodded to indicate that he would arrange everything.

Then Davian led three people out of his military camp and came to the center of the two military camps. The four of them had seen Lucius and his entourage riding out of the camp from a distance. There were a little more people on his side than on Davian's side, but not more than ten. Obviously the other party said they wanted to meet, which meant they actually planned to meet.

The other party came about ten steps away from Davian and the others, then dismounted and walked to about five steps away from them. Davian looked at Lucius's face. This man was definitely a different kind of king from Arturia. There is no doubt that he is the emperor, but he is much more flamboyant and cruel than Arturia. This man is a formidable opponent.

Davian took the lead in saluting and then said: "Dear Emperor Lucius, I wonder why you want to see me? You and I are strangers, and there is nothing to say between us."

"Because Rome wants to see you, it summoned you. You are better than Rome thought. Come and become a part of Rome. You and your sword should become Rome." Lucius Showing a domineering but sincere smile, Davian couldn't understand why these two emotions appeared on the same face. But this man is definitely serious, he really wants to win Davian over to his side.

"Please forgive my refusal, Emperor of Rome, are you humiliating me? My loyalty to my king cannot be shaken by you." Davian was not angry, but just stated the facts. Lucius also has merit as an emperor, but unfortunately, Artoria has already taken root firmly in Davian's heart. There is no way Davian would switch to anyone else...even if he did, it would only be Morgan Pendragon.

"Then, let Britain become a part of Rome again. Rome will defeat the First Army of Britain, proving the power of Rome and proving that Rome is still Rome." Lucius said and led his men back to his military camp. Davian shook his head, this battle cannot be avoided no matter what.

He returned to his military camp and saw a group of people dressed as civilians there, and Stephen was talking to these people. Davian called Wengenlieb and asked what was going on. Winchenrib told him that it was the natives of Flanders who wished to join the First Legion in the battle against Lucius. Apparently between Britain and Rome, they chose Britain.

Davian smiled bitterly before walking in front of those people. Personally persuade these people not to go to the battlefield, and let people arrange for them to leave Flanders and go to Britain or France. Davian told them that David accepted their kindness, but it was better to leave the marching and fighting matters to professionals like them. Don't lose your precious lives because of this kind of war. Their lives should be used for other more valuable things.

In the end, Davian spent a lot of effort to finally appease these people and get them to agree to go to Britain and settle down there. After they left, Davian took a breath. Really... In this era, it is really difficult to let others live well.