My Sister is Arturia

Arthur's shout was transmitted throughout the battlefield, and even Artoria's location could be vaguely heard.

"For King Arthur—!! God bless my king——!"

Deafening shouts resounded throughout Mount Barton Castle.

The silver-white magic power is on the battlefield, rushing to kill wantonly!

The shouting Anglo-Saxons continued to charge bravely without fear of death.

Lan Shan was riding on a giant white wolf, and by his side were elite Anglo-Saxon warriors. The battle had lasted from noon to night, and the sun had completely set. The army was trapped in the castle, and there was a steady stream of Anglo-Saxon warriors, eager to kill the King of Britain with their own hands. Under the setting sun, they launched a fierce attack on the Anglo-Saxons who were already planning to enjoy the joy of victory.

The army rushing out from the smooth, wearing a variety of clothing, even can be seen in the vast army, mixed with dwarf cavalry, and elves, almost reversed the battle situation in an instant.

Even the so-called Celtic Freedom Army, who usually can only hide in the woods and shoot cold arrows, like lonely ghosts, joined in this battle.

The Anglo-Saxons, who had no formation at all, suffered a terrible blow in an instant. Blue Mountain also realized that this was a trap, a trap that was deliberately planned to put the King of Britain in danger.

The best plan is of course to break through Mount Barton Castle, kill King Arthur of Britain, and retreat before the casualties are greater?That's no longer an option.

"Come on, Anglo-Saxon warriors, for the glory of our ancestors."

Lan Shan rode on the body of the giant wolf, and rushed forward in the direction of the silver light.

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no.666 Wang VS Wang

The long battle was still going on, and when Arthur led the Knights of the Round Table to launch the final charge, the morale of the British coalition forces on the entire battlefield reached its peak.

However, the 10 Anglo-Saxons are not soft-legged shrimps who gave up resistance. The harsh living environment and warlike tradition have made the Anglo-Saxons strong will and courage to die, even if they know that the other party has magic power The powerful knights, ordinary Anglo-Saxon soldiers, will rush forward one after another, using their bodies to consume even a little magic power of the opponent.

Such a will to fight is extremely terrifying.

The British coalition, inspired by Arthur, is composed of the elite Royal Guards, Wessex and Orkney in the south, Midland and Lancaster in the west, Northumberland and York in the north, and the desolation The Black Iron Dwarves of the mountains, the elves of the Golden Forest, and the Celtic Freedom Army from Scotland, these are huge armies formed by various forces.

When the battle lasted until night, in a corner of the battlefield, the army of the unremarkable Kingdom of Ireland also joined the battlefield at this moment, but compared to the huge front, the joining of the Kingdom of Ireland was like a stone smashing into the battlefield. Amber, in fact, did not stir up much waves.

The battle has ended like this. From the initial surprise attack to the current stalemate, all organizations and orders have lost their effect. Whether it is the Anglo-Saxons or the British Allied Forces, both sides have already bet on their own ability. The power that can be used is dispatched.

Reinforcement, no matter which side it is, can no longer be counted on.

This is a battlefield like a real meat grinder, with constant troops pouring in. In the col of Mount Barton, the nearly thousand Royal Guards led by Arthur have already abandoned the castle. Completely breaking through into the enemy's formation, relying on the powerful strength of Arthur and the members of the Knights of the Round Table, forcibly tore the entire huge formation apart.

Arthur couldn't remember how many times he swung his sword. Gavin seemed to be in the process of attacking, because the day's fighting had exhausted his magic power. Triss protected Gavin at a critical moment. I tried to get close to Arthur who was charging, but was separated by the rushing enemy troops. Arthur's impact was too fast, and the horse he was riding had been stabbed to death in the chaos. How did he fall to the ground? above?

Arthur can't remember anymore, the only thing he can know is victory.

For the final victory, killing all the enemies that can be seen, whether it is fear, cowardice, or failure, is not in Arthur's consideration. All he can see is killing, directly, and killing at a fixed point .

When Arthur drew his long sword from the enemy in front of him, he wanted to swing the shining holy sword Excalibur again, but found that there was no standing enemy in front of him, and the enemies farther away surrounded him. He walked in a circle and looked at Arthur, who was covered in blood, in fear. At Arthur's feet, there were corpses piled up like a hill.

How many did you kill yourself?

I can't figure it out anymore.

But just keep killing, kill, all enemies!

Arthur was holding the holy sword Excalibur, and beside him, he no longer had any companions, and even the Knights of the Round Table had been dispersed, but it didn't matter, as long as there was still strength in him, he continued to fight, Don't think about other things, how many times does the power of the vowed victory sword still exist?I don't care anymore, even if I will die after using it up, that will be something later.

Arthur raised his legs and wanted to walk towards the enemy in front of him. The strength in his body began to flow away, and he had maintained the state of the sword of victory that had been sworn for too long. The pain that seemed to tear his whole body began to appear at this moment.

Ah, is time running out?Then unleash the power of the sword of vowed victory once, and kill all the bastards in front of you, which is the most important thing for you!

Kill, kill, that's all.

Arthur's hair slowly changed from the silver-white hair color of the Sword of Oath of Victory to black, and as the silver-white magic power left Arthur's body, black pupils also replaced the previous blue eyes.

The power of the sword of vowed victory gradually dissipated.

Without the support of the power of the holy sword, the Excalibur in Arthur's hand also turned into a spot of light. The pain that tore through his whole body made Arthur stagger and almost fall down.

Arthur took a deep breath, intending to continue to use the remaining power of the Sword of Oath of Victory, but in front of him, a giant white wolf suddenly rushed over from one side.

"boom--!"

The small blue shield hit the giant wolf's side at once, and a little girl covered in blood, holding a blue shield, stood in front of Arthur.

"Jarahan?" Seeing Jialahan in front of him, Arthur suddenly recovered from the trance state just now, and all the strength in his body was finally completely taken away at this moment.

And thinking back to the scene just now, Arthur became a little nervous. What was he thinking about just now?Isn't the most important thing decided from the very beginning?

Victory?That's not the most important thing...

"I'm sorry! Brother Arthur! I didn't catch up with you just now. Now, I finally caught up! I'm sorry, brother Arthur, because Jialahan is too weak." Jialahan said tremblingly.

Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, who originally acted in a group, experienced a period of fighting, and Arthur, who used the power of the sword of the oath of victory, gradually lost power compared to the other knights who were weaker because of the continuous killing. Leaving behind him, Arthur, who fell into the realm of frenzied killing, didn't realize at all that there seemed to be endless enemies in front of him, fighting, fighting, constantly fighting!

On the battlefield, swinging a sword alone, in order to win, even if you lose your life!This kind of thinking made Arthur go deeper and deeper into the enemy army.

And when he saw Jialahan who was desperately rushing to his side, Arthur suddenly found himself who was almost lost.

"I'm sorry, Garahan...it's me who should say sorry."

That's right, victory is not an important thing.

"Galahan, I will definitely protect brother Arthur!" Holding the shield in his hand, Galahan did not hesitate at all. After a long battle, even Galahan was quite tired.