Lords of Camelot

Baos was very curious. At this time, there was strength in numbers, so why not let those people stay and join the battle together? This is obviously a good thing, isn't it?

But while Davian was comforting those people, Bose wisely chose not to speak. It wasn't until the five of them returned to Davian's camp that Bose asked his inner doubts. The other four people all laughed, but Bedivere and the other three still gave the task of answering this matter to Davian, and asked Davian to come in person to let Bose understand why.

"It's simple. Because no matter how bright the flowers are, I will not let a young child run to the edge of the cliff to pick flowers without stopping me. Nor will I let a group of civilians go to face the Romans without proper training and adequate mental preparation. Strong coalition. We must put aside this naive and ignorant idea and do the right thing. Now do you understand why we must do our best to save more people?"

Davian told Bos the most simple and natural thing. Only then did Boss feel a little enlightened. It turned out to be like this. This was the right thing to do, and it was what they should do.

"Okay, if you don't talk about this, you will really understand this truth sooner or later." Davian smiled and brought the topic away, and began to discuss tomorrow's war with several others. Since Lucius wants them to surrender, he will definitely go to war with them. Davian now also understands what Lucius means. Rome is now declining, so Rome must be made strong and Rome must still look like the Rome it once was. Even the Rome of today is no longer the Rome of the past.

"Bedivere, you can join Percival tomorrow. The Sixth Company has now been converted into a cavalry company. You have managed to save this little fortune, but you can't give it all to me. Do you understand?" Davian began. Deploying tomorrow's battle plan, the opponent's number is much greater than theirs, but they don't know how many people Lucius will send out for the first battle.

"Wengenlieb holds the flag and is responsible for commanding during the war. Bors... just come with me and be careful. Wengenlieb, I will put the second, third, fourth and fifth in total. The Dalian Company is organized into a commando team. Before Lord Tristan integrates the archer troops and goes to the battlefield, let the 10th Dalian Company temporarily act as archers." Originally, Tristan was also going to rush here with Davian's First Army, but because of a group of soldiers from Camreed's archers needed Tristan to integrate them, so Tristan had to come over as the second batch of troops.

After the battle arrangements were completed, Davian motioned for everyone to go back and have a good rest in preparation for the next battle. The others nodded and immediately left his camp to complete their assigned tasks. Davian sighed, the storm was about to come, and there had been peace for such a period of time, but now this is the result. Britain was once again dragged into the flames of war. Fortunately, after so many years, Britain was still united internally. In the face of this foreign invasion, many princes used their own troops to support Artoria. At this time, it is much better than when they first suppressed the whole of Britain.

Perhaps one day he would allow himself to mourn the dead, raise funds to build, and create a future; but until then, he would fight until these wars were quelled, and everyone who had evil intentions against Britain paid for their sins.

He picked up the Dark Sword, walked out of his tent, and personally began to inspect the entire First Legion. Davian's personal inspections encouraged everyone in the First Legion. Davian's appearance alone can already boost the morale of the entire First Legion. Davian had always done a great job of sharing thick and thin, and he hadn't even gotten his own room in Camelot yet. Others, such as Gawain and Lancelot, already have their own residences in the palace. And Davian has been living in the military camp.

With his merit, he should have been the first person besides Artoria to get his own room in the palace. But he refused this small honor. He didn't want to be very special, nor did he want to bring any unfair thoughts to other knights.

Many people think he is a weirdo, and Davian understands the reason, because his values ​​are so different from those of people of this era. He dared to say that in all of Britain, he and Artoria were the only ones truly fighting for a future with people. Others have received the education of the current era, and even if they are nice to ordinary people, they definitely do not regard ordinary people as the same as them. This is a matter of education, and Davian won't say anything.

Even among his colleagues at the Round Table, there are only a few people who can understand him and my king. Most people are now obsessed with the king's bravery, integrity, and integrity, and are looking forward to the king's activity as king. Whether that activity is on the battlefield or at court, they will be content.

But Davian could feel it now, in public, under the gaze of the knights. Artoria's smile became less and less, and Wang Zheng suppressed himself and continued fighting that no one could see. If this continues, her ego will one day be completely overwhelmed by the burden of being a king.

In order to protect the country and the people, I just killed myself. This is the price Artoria paid, and in exchange for this price, she gained strength.

"It's really... I'm old, why would I think about such a thing? Isn't it because she knows the outcome and still works hard? Her hard work makes me willing to fight with her to the end. "Really?" Davian smiled, and after the patrol ended, he returned to his camp. It was already night. He made his bed as usual and prepared to rest, hoping that they could win the next battle.

When the morning of the second day arrived, Davian finished washing as quickly as possible. When he and Wingenrib stepped onto the lookout, he could already see the Roman soldiers beginning to gather in the military camp in the distance. Wengenrib immediately asked the trumpeter to blow the rallying call. The opponent was very fast and seemed to intend to use a victory to establish the prestige of Rome.

The first army also quickly completed its assembly and stepped out of the military camp. Davian stayed at the center position, waiting to charge at any time. The Roman army in the distance was twice their size, and it was obvious that the other side was not using its full strength. But this is also because some friendly forces have not yet arrived at this assembly point, otherwise the Roman military force will be even larger. Davian wanted to seize this opportunity, give them a head-on blow, and nail them here.

"Be prepared. There are giants in the opponent's army. Think about the war you had with Vortigern. You must use all your strength to fight it! You must not be careless!" Davian looked at the tall and well-dressed Roman soldiers. Giant, this is no simple opponent.