Lords of Camelot

King Lot was traveling light and rapidly chasing the defeated army in front of him. He was really in high spirits now and felt that the opportunity to unify the whole of Britain was right in front of him.

Along the way, he had defeated the rear guard of the First Legion three times, each time with hundreds of people. After a chaotic battle and leaving some corpses, the enemy retreated. This further proved the urgency of King Arthur's rear, and they had to use this tactic to delay King Lot's pursuit.

Now there are only six kings left with some of their personal guards following him, and the remaining three kings are still leading the pursuit from behind.

As for the remaining five, oh, Davian took the opportunity to kill three of them during the battle on the battlefield some time ago, and the remaining two were the head of King Perinoa and the head of Tristan.

But it doesn't matter. This is a good thing for King Lot. Seizing this opportunity, he can not only destroy King Arthur at once, but also weaken other princes. This kind of good thing of catching rabbits by raking grass is rare in a hundred years~

However, the continuous victories had weakened his judgment. Given his usual cautious character, how could he have pursued so deeply? For a man like him, the best way was to attack with a large army. This style of light-equipped pursuit was often the style of the Holy Sword Envoys.

So he was in trouble, because now King Arthur led his army to block him. King Lot thought that the other side might be making a last-ditch effort, but when he saw the serious and orderly army formation around Arthur, he realized that he had really fallen into a trap.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Carien City has fallen, and you should be rushing to the rear to provide support! How could you still have time to set up an ambush here!"

King Lot couldn't accept the fact in front of him. This was wrong. This was really wrong! King Arthur definitely wouldn't have such an opportunity. How could he set an ambush for him in such a place?

Wait, weren't the previous attacks by the First Legion meant to buy King Arthur time to retreat, but rather to give Arthur time to transform his rear army into the front army so that he could meet me here?

However, Arthur didn't even bother to say a word to him. He swung his sword forward, and the army raised their spears and moved forward directly. King Lot naturally knew that the people around him could not resist at all. Now he could only think of a way to escape and then join the army behind him before considering the rest of the matter.

"King Lot! You stay here! I won't give you a chance to escape!" However, King Perinoah rushed out from the rear. He had led a group of people to ambush nearby. Relying on the troublesome terrain, bushes and groves in Britain, they hid themselves tightly.

"King Perinoah, are you, old immortal, really so ferocious?!" King Lot, who was about to retreat, was found by King Perinoah. This time he would not give King Lot a chance to retreat. He wanted to kill King Lot right here.

At this moment, Davian was facing the rear army. There were many soldiers, but only three kings. Davian rode the lion into the crowd. At this moment, he was like a man in a deserted place. The holy sword in his hand would only cause blood to spray.

The kings' guards rushed over and tried to stop him, but it was useless. The spears were immediately cut off by the swing of the holy sword, and blood spurted out again. Davidian easily killed through the defense formed by these people and went straight to his primary target.

To be honest, he had already shown mercy, otherwise these people would not be facing the Lion War Chronicle but the Lion King War Chronicle.

One, two, three, none of the kings leading the rear army could escape the beheading of his holy sword. The horses they rode completely collapsed and lost the ability to run after the first roar of the blue lion. One king was even thrown to the ground by his horse and then chopped in half by Davian who rushed over.

Looking at this group of incompetent idiots, Davian was speechless. Too many people were unworthy of their positions. How could these people occupy these positions? It would be better to kill them all and then arrange for someone he thought was suitable to directly manage the country. Only in this way could Britain be stable and peaceful for a long time.

"Surrender and you will be spared! If you continue fighting, your bodies will be torn apart!" David raised his sword and roared at them, and the remaining soldiers immediately chose to surrender.

To be honest, they still have tens of thousands of people now, but because the leading princes have been killed by Davian, the remaining soldiers immediately chose to surrender, and they are no longer able to do anything.

"Vipas! Tristan! Take the people to collect the prisoners. I will go alone to see what is happening on the battlefield over there. I hope the battle is over now. I really don't want to kill any more people."

Tristan said that he would take care of the matter, and the captain of the Sixth Company, Vipas, also gave a positive reply and took the soldiers to take in the prisoners. To be honest, they didn't expect that this battle would go so smoothly, and the task of guarding the prisoners was quite difficult.

Davian rode the lion to the battlefield behind, and before he had run two miles, he ran into King Arthur and King Pellinoah who were rushing over.

"It seems like you guys won faster than us." Davian laughed when he saw the two men, and Arthur said that after all, he had more people on his side, and with double-teaming from the front and back, he naturally won the victory quickly.

Davian nodded, and then asked about the battle situation. How many kings surrendered? How many were killed?

"We threw three and killed the rest. King Lot was cut in two by King Perinoa's sword. We won this battle."

This result finally satisfied Davidian, and they then went to receive the remaining food, supplies and prisoners from the coalition forces of the kings.

Tens of thousands of young and strong men, the various supplies they brought with them, and the fact that there were still three kings alive, meant that they would have to pay a considerable price to redeem themselves, although that happened later.

This battle was like a timely help for them who had consumed a lot of resources in the previous campaign against Vortigern. If they hadn't lost some people this time, Davidian almost wanted to pour a glass of wine to thank these twelve kings who had already gone to hell.

After cleaning up the battlefield, what needed to be buried was buried, and what needed to be cleaned up was cleaned up. After David resigned from Arthur, he took his men to Canterbury first. Arthur naturally would not refuse his good brother's request, but out of curiosity he still asked why they were going to Canterbury at this time? They didn't need to deal with any mysterious monsters, they could solve it themselves.

"Hahaha! It's a wedding! Merlin and I are getting married. Arthur, when you've sorted out your issues here, remember to come over for a drink! We're waiting for you!"

After that, Davian took his people away, leaving Arthur in the wind. Has the world come to this? Are they really going to get married?

It is said that everyone saw King Arthur standing there for three minutes with a dementia-like expression that day before he continued to deal with his affairs.