Lords of Camelot

When they arrived near Cardo City, the five kings arrived before them. Davian looked at the continuous camps in the distance and felt like he didn't know what to say.

Fighting all the time is really annoying. It’s better to play Merlin at home, which is more interesting.

"What do you think? How should we fight back?" Tristan came to Davian and asked him how to fight next. Davian thought for a while and finally came to the conclusion that we should fight back in the same way they do.

"They are just living too comfortably. To be honest, I still don't think there are any rights worth fighting for. The situation on this island is getting worse and worse, but they still have the time to fight over it."

After a while of complaining, Davidian asked if there had been a declaration of war from the other side. If there had been, then they would line up to meet the enemy with honor. If not, then they could just send a declaration of war.

Tristan curled his lips and took out the letter of challenge that he had prepared long ago. Davian quickly read the contents of the letter of challenge and found that it was just a few words.

"Then let's fight, give them a hard blow, and then make them surrender."

Since Davian's order had already been issued, there was nothing to say. The next morning, the sun had just risen in the sky for a while. The First Legion had already left the camp and was advancing forward. Davian led the army in front, and only Vincenrib followed him.

"To be honest, I don't want war. Wouldn't it be better to withdraw now? It can reduce unnecessary killings." Davidian looked at the kings in front of him who were wearing gorgeous clothes, and didn't know how to complain, so he could only say a few words.

In contrast, Davian was still wearing the same outfit he wore when he was a wandering knight. Compared to the ones in front of him, he was really shabby.

"Arthur is just a bastard, not to mention that even Rome doesn't recognize his throne. How can such a king rule Britain? It's better to let him step down as soon as possible."

"Not to mention that he has angered Rome this time. Emperor Lucius' army is already on its way! Now we have to get Arthur out of power quickly and pay due taxes to Rome. Only in this way can we protect the peace of Britain."

The five old men were talking at the same time, all about legality, illegitimate children, ceding territory and paying compensation. If a ruthless prime minister from the third century was here, he would probably scold these people so much that they would fall off their horses and vomit blood and die.

However, Davian was not the type of person who liked to talk, but his expression became more and more gloomy as he listened. Wenqinlibu, who was standing next to him, could see that his army commander's temper was really getting worse and worse. Maybe it was because he had been out for almost a month and Merlin was not around?

"Tristan! Use the rain of arrows to suppress the three waves! Ryan, Vinar! The second and third companies advance! Percival, lead the team to break the formation! Tarvitz, follow Percival! Kill!"

Vincenrib gave the order quickly, and the First Legion moved immediately. Under Tristan's command, arrows fell in overwhelming numbers, dealing a heavy blow to the opposing coalition forces before the battle began.

Then, while the 2nd and 3rd companies were advancing head-on, Percival rode his elf horse Kundry and led the 6th company directly to the vicinity of the coalition of kings.

Now he is just looking for the enemy's weakness around like a wild wolf. Once he finds one, he will pounce on it and bite his opponent's body.

"Navin Moore, turn around and give the other side a hard blow. Now is your chance. There is such a dense formation of spearmen in front of you. It's your chance to kill them from the side."

So Wenqinlibu gave the order again, and Navenmore immediately obeyed the order and went to fight. Since the two sides were already entangled, the Fifth Company, which was used to break the army, would be the butcher's knife.

Sure enough, Navenmore, who attacked from the flank, became the most elite butcher knife. Every time he swung his axe, he would split the enemy in half. He was the wildest on this battlefield.

Since the left wing was attacked by Navenmore, Percival on the right wing would naturally not miss this opportunity. The light on his holy spear directly destroyed all the weak defensive gun arrays in front of him, and then he led the way into the enemy formation, and the 6th and 4th companies behind him directly attacked and rushed into the center of the coalition.

However, the number of enemies was too large, and the three large companies that attacked from both sides were quickly blocked. But this was exactly what Wenqinlibu wanted. Since the three guys were already entangled on both sides, the only defense force in their center should be the king's personal guards.

And this is Davian's chance.

"Captain of the Legion, it's your turn to fight." Wen Qinlibu turned and spoke to Davian, and after nodding, Davian drew his sword and shouted.

"Those of the Eighth and Ninth Companies, follow me! Courage and strength! Blood and glory!"

After the shout, Davian took the lead and charged in. The blue lion leaped directly into the enemy camp, and Davian swung his sword and began the most brutal killing. He would not give these stupid kings any chance, he would take their heads directly!

However, the next moment, a roar sounded from behind the enemy. A huge black shadow came directly from the sky towards Davian. The blue lion nimbly avoided the attack of the black shadow. Davian had already seen clearly what was coming.

"My friend, they... no, she actually treated you like this?" Davian looked at the huge black dog in front of him, and his words were filled with anger as well as sadness.

It was still the same, fierce, proud and beautiful, but the magic props that were forced upon it... Davian could tell who had done that with just one glance.

Although he was being controlled by the magicians under the kings, there were only two people left on the island who could create magic that could control their old friend.

One of them was his lovely wife, and the other was the ugly woman from Orkney.

She really tried every way to disgust me. I obviously couldn't win, so could it be that she just couldn't make me forget her existence?

【Lion King War Chronicles! 】

However, since the opponent has resorted to such despicable means, Davian will not show any mercy. Davian will kill these shameful, pitiful, stupid and disgusting clowns without a complete body.

At the first moment of transformation, Davian swung his sword, and the sacred power of the holy sword broke all the magic props and spells that were forcibly attached to the black dog to control it. The black dog lost control, whimpered, and fell to the ground and fainted.

Then Davian raised the double cannons on his shoulders and bombarded the rear of the coalition army. He had already sensed the breath of magic through the induction of the helmet, so he could just launch a long-range attack. There was only one magician on the British island who could block his bombardment.

"Kill! Don't leave any alive!" After giving the order, Davidian was the first to rush out. With the combination of artillery fire and the holy sword, no opponent could stop his attack!

He was not joking, he really was going to kill people.