I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Wolfe came to his senses and slowly stood up with his hands.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something, opened his eyes wide and shouted.

"careful!"

"Roar!"

With the roar of a giant beast.

Wolfe saw an incredibly large lion rushing over from nowhere, directly knocking away a human next to Arthur who was trying to fire a cold shot dozens of meters away.

The lion ran a few steps, came to Arthur's side, turned its lips outward, and roared with all its strength for the first time at the enemies trying to rush up around him.

"Roar!!!!"

The lion's roar is extremely penetrating and deafening, and can be heard clearly by all beings within a radius of ten kilometers.

It was as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shaking. The soldiers on the battlefield only felt that their heads were hit hard by a hammer. The buzzing sound created an unreasonable fear from the bottom of their hearts.

That is the natural suppression of those at the lower end of the food chain.

The horses moved uneasily, and the cavalrymen spent a lot of effort to control them.

People looked at the huge lion guarding Arthur with a little fear in their eyes, and for a moment they were afraid to step forward.

"His name is Sonny, and he is my most important partner." Arthur explained to him.

After a pause, he looked around, "Do you know where the enemy's commander is?"

Wolf came to his senses and pointed to a hillside in the north, "We have tested it many times, it should be there.

All array transformations are centered there. "

Arthur nodded, looked at Wolfe, raised his hand, and the goblin's words appeared in his hand and penetrated into Wolfe's body.

Wolfe only felt that his fatigue was relieved by a magical force, and the injuries on his shoulder and several other places were also recovering rapidly.

When he came to his senses, his war horse, which had been following him for many years, had also been healed of its injuries and came to Wolfe's side.

"My name is Arthur zu Britannia." Arthur turned his head and looked into the distance, "Moria's fifth son, Queen Isabel, is my sister."

Wolfe opened his eyes slightly. He knew what this sentence meant, if coupled with the sword in the stone in his hand.

Then he.

"The Blade of the Empire, Wolf the Red Wolf."

Arthur called out his name and he looked at him.

"Are you willing to be the sharp edge in my hand and accompany me to charge again?

For the Empire and everything behind you. "

Wolfe looked into his eyes. Eyes are the windows to the soul, and a person's eyes often reflect a person's heart.

Unlike the nobles he saw who kept talking about this country, but all they did were for their own selfish desires.

His eyes were clear and sincere.

The one who brings hope to Britannia, the Destiny King?

Wolfe's dim scarlet eyes once again flashed with a little brilliance.

Arthur lowered his head to him, and at the same time, he placed his right hand on his heart.

"Of course, it's my pleasure, my emperor."

Arthur obviously did not correct the meaning of his last name, but rolled over and jumped on Sonny's body.

At the same time, Wolfe picked up the flag gun and saber on the ground, jumped on his horse, and roared at the besieged knights in the distance.

“Everyone has it!

Bayonet formation! "

His flag gun was passing by, pointing at the distant mountain.

"Follow me and charge!!!"

"Roar!!"

Sonny roared excitedly and rushed towards the distant mountain with Arthur, and Wolfe followed him without any hesitation.

The other knights seemed to be inspired by some kind of morale, and followed Wolfe.

The remaining less than a thousand knights guarded Arthur's wings, forming a triangular formation and breaking into the crowded infantry camp.

Countless bullets were fired at Arthur, but they were all blocked by his superb swordsmanship. An invisible barrier appeared around him at some point, blocking part of the damage from the front.

And those bayonet formations that formed a circular formation, which was extremely restrained by the hussars, also collapsed under the impact of Sonny and Arthur.

As long as the formation collapses, these Celtic cavalrymen holding sabers can carry out a dimension-reducing attack on them.

At this moment, they were like a stacked armored tank, crushing the infantry.

Their target, Major General Sanchez of the West French Empire on the hillside, was watching all this with a gloomy expression.

Looking at the Celtic Knights, who had been completely wiped out by their military force, but were now rejuvenated.

"Who is that boy riding a lion?"

"I don't know. There is no information about him in our intelligence." The adjutant said, "Do you want to retreat?"

"I said, there is no reason for the West French army to retreat!" Sanchez snapped.

After a pause, he said, "Move all the muzzles over here!"

The adjutant's expression changed, "But, our people."

"Are you the commander, or am I the commander?" Sanchez asked mercilessly.

The adjutant struggled for a while, then lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Then, he picked up the trumpet in his hand and began to issue orders to the artillery.

The artillerymen turned around and aimed directly at the attacking cavalry, after a simple calibration.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!..."

Hundreds of artillery fire formed a dense rain of bullets, hitting the cavalry formation.

Some fell among their own men, some missed, but others hit the cavalry regiments.

Fortunately, only some horses were injured.

But then, after the artillerymen corrected the muzzle, they fired again!

Hundreds of artillery shells traced a beautiful arc in the air. This time the artillery fire was extremely accurate and was about to hit Arthur!

I saw Arthur standing on Sonny's back with his knees bent, holding his mane with one hand and holding the Sword in the Stone with the other, adapting to his running with the ups and downs of his back.

Suddenly, under the horrified eyes of the people around him, Arthur jumped more than ten meters high on the back of the lion!

The sword blade slashed away from bottom to top, and the cannonball was split into two in the air by the sharp edge of the sword before it hit the ground.

After that, Arthur landed firmly on the ground.

This inhuman scene made the entire battlefield feel somewhat silent.

However, only Arthur knows that although his strength and speed are stronger than ordinary people, he also possesses some magic.

But his magic power and physical strength are limited, and there are too many people here. Even if he can get through it mentally, he can't get through it physically.

Although because of Arthur, the charge of the Celtic Knights was reorganized just now.

But both the physical strength of the war horses and humans have actually reached their limits.