Lords of Camelot

When the order from the messenger reached Davian's ears, he immediately activated his dark sword, and the evil dragon's armor instantly made him fully armed.

After the roar of the evil dragon, there was a silent charge of this commando team of 501 people. None of them shouted or roared, but silently grasped their weapons and rushed forward. The position they had just been in was originally the most suitable position for charging. Whether it was the physical consumption caused by the run-up or the boost of momentum, this distance was the most suitable.

The next moment, they entered the center line of King Claude's army. Davian slashed a plate armor knight charging towards him with one sword. If this group of knights attacked Benwick's line, it was like a hot knife cutting butter. Then Davian's Dark Sword cuts through the plate armor of these knights like a real hot knife cutting butter, as smoothly as swinging the sword out of thin air.

Davian killed wantonly and unleashed his violence on the soldiers and knights under King Claudes. But he did not forget the mission assigned by Lancelot. As long as he broke through the opponent's center line, he could cut the opponent's army in half. At the same time, you can also directly attack the opponent's core command group. If you can capture King Cloudes, then this war will really be over in one battle.

He dodged the thrust of a spear, and then swung his sword with both hands to cut the knight and his horse in half. Blood spread all over his body, making him look ferocious and terrifying. The surrounding warriors of King Claude were trembling with his power. In the short moment when Davian entered King Claude's army, he had killed eleven knights and twenty-seven soldiers. And now he wasn't even hurt at all, no one could hurt him at all.

Even Lancelot couldn't believe it. He believed that Davian could seize this opportunity to break into the opponent's front line to relieve his own pressure. But he didn't expect Davian to be so outstanding. When he stepped onto the battlefield, he almost turned into a ruthless meat grinder, leaving only the enemy's severed limbs and arms around him.

Benwick's army was so morale-boosted by his heroic victory that they even launched a counterattack. Davian and his band of five hundred men had attracted the attention of many of their enemies, greatly relieving the pressure on others.

And finally, Davian completely penetrated the battle line in the fighting. There were no enemies around their commando, only ordinary soldiers and knights who were inspired by their actions and followed them all the way. But Davian did not stop. He led the remaining 412 people and continued to rush towards King Claudes! His momentum had reached its peak, and at this moment he believed that he could do many things that he would never have thought of before.

Of course, Lancelot would not miss the opportunity he created. He pulled out Arondette and shouted loudly: "Fighters of Benwick! Now is the best opportunity, charge with me!"

Commander, the princes of the kingdom all lead by example. This once again greatly inspired the courage and will of all Benwick soldiers, and the situation on the battlefield has completely tilted towards Benwick's side. Lancelot will use this opportunity to achieve an unprecedented victory!

And looking at Davian wearing evil dragon armor rushing towards him. King Claudes held tightly to the reins of his horse. He had almost seen his own victory just now, but because Davian fought bravely to kill the enemy and penetrated his own army, the situation suddenly reversed. Even if he could win, it would probably be a miserable victory, which was completely different from what he had originally expected.

"Let the reserve team come forward! Kill the leading knight! Tell my soldiers and knights that as long as he can kill that person, he can take away 10% of the territory of the Kingdom of Benwick!" This is already an extremely large amount. With the temptation, King Claude promised a generous reward. For ordinary soldiers, being able to take away a piece of Benwick's territory means that they will be canonized as a knight. And even if they are noble knights, they will not mind if their territory is expanded.

Charles knew that this was not a good order. The current King Claudes was broken by this sudden guy and gave such an order. Although the opponent's number is small, as a commando, each of them must be a selected elite, let alone such an extraordinary knight as the spearhead.

But he knows better that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Now many people are dazzled by this 10% territory of Wick. He probably couldn't stop this group of people from committing suicide, so he could only lead his team to resist Davian. He felt that with his martial arts skills, it wouldn't be a problem to block Davian for a while. As long as it can be delayed, we can then make judgments based on the battlefield situation.

But he overestimated himself, or underestimated Davian. Before the two sides fought, he already understood why the soldiers on his front line were either killed or simply unwilling to get close to Davian - his aura was so strong that even Charles trembled. Although Charles couldn't see Davian's face clearly due to the obstruction of his helmet, he could still feel that his strong murderous aura had locked onto him.

He immediately knew that Davian had locked his identity based on his armor and mental appearance, but he fired the bow without turning back. Now that it's here, he can only fight it with all his strength.

But in the first round of the fight between the two sides, Davian swung the Dark Sword and split his sword and his men apart.

"Holy Sword User..." He could only say these few words in the end. He never thought that he would be killed so easily, and he was even unable to resist.

In the disbelieving eyes of King Claude behind him, the upper half of Charles' body flew out, while the lower half of his body fell to the ground. In one round, one's own general was directly killed by Davian.

Davian killed him just like he killed the soldiers and knights before, without any ripples or ups and downs. Even though there were fewer and fewer commandos around him, Davian was not affected at all and was still fighting and even charging with all his strength.

"How is this possible!" King Claudes roared in disbelief. Just a moment ago, they had the upper hand on the battlefield as if they could already see the final victory. But the next moment, his trusted general was beheaded, and his army was beaten to pieces by Lancelot, who led the entire army to suppress him. Victory has eluded him, and he will drink the bitter pill of defeat.

And when he looked at Davian getting closer and closer to him, his desire to live instantly overwhelmed all other thoughts in his heart. He immediately ordered a retreat and left the battlefield with all his troops. And Davian did not pursue deeply. Although he was confident that he could fight out even if it was a trap, at the moment, the most important thing was to put the victory of the entire battlefield first.

He turned around and led the remaining commandos towards the knights who were still fighting. After this final killing, finally, all the enemies laid down their arms and expressed their willingness to surrender to Benwick.