In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Perhaps at a critical time, what I have hidden is used.

His thumb rubbed the chalk sword hanging from his waist, his eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly.

After two or three days of marching, Anno first came to an unknown country.

Although Britain's army is scattered, it cannot be called by such a name. There are only four or five small countries in the city, and they are still crushed in battle.

The knights of this country stood on the five-meter-high city wall, intending to scold the Anno people below.

But Anno didn't even give the knight a chance to speak, his eyes were cold: "Don't say threatening words, I have no interest in understanding your country, there is only one question, whether to be loyal to Britain, whether to open the city gate!"

The knight on the city wall was at a loss for words, but he still replied a few words symbolically.

Anno's expression was indifferent, and he silently pulled out the sword of chalk.

Turning over and dismounting, Anno said, "So, it doesn't matter if you don't want to surrender to Britain and go to war. What I need to do is to clear the obstacles for Pendragon's blood, that's all."

The Knights and [-] infantrymen behind them fell silent.

The holy sword named chalk was raised in front of him, reflecting the rays of the sun.

"This is the sword that cuts off all evil and would rather be stained with the blood of the enemy."

"The silver end of the inhuman and the enemy!"

The holy sword in his hand, the chalk, radiated a dazzling light, and both the people on the city wall and the British army behind Anno felt a strong sense of oppression.

The strong wind stirred Anno's silver cloak, and his long black hair danced like a wild snake.

The light in his eyes flickered.

"This is - the sword of chalk!"

The long sword tilted slightly, and then swiped straight ahead in a normal manner.

A dazzling beam of light erupted from the chalk sword in an instant.

For a moment, the sky seemed to be plunged into darkness like eternal night. Only the light cannon from the Chalk Sword shone between the sky and the earth, swallowing up the city wall and everything on it.

===Chapter 44 Inside and outside of Camelot===

The enemy on the city wall naturally turned to ashes, while the soldiers behind him were silent.

People always fear and admire the power of the unknown.

Everyone's expressions were full of surprise and fear.

Argonaut, who had changed into the Knight Order's standard plate armor, looked at Anno with a hint of fear in his eyes.

The one-armed knight Bedivere and the original city wall guard Bos looked hot.

There were only two people who didn't show a surprised expression, and that was Lancelot and Kai.

They were injured in the original crusade against the fantasy species, and Lancelot almost endangered his life. The furious Anno somehow used this trick, almost shattering the fantasy species.

The trembling hand tried two or three times before inserting the chalk holy sword back into the scabbard. Anno took a deep breath: "Attack."

As he said that, he got on his horse and watched the knights and the infantry file in through the gap blasted by the light cannon.

Only two or three people were left with him.

Lancelot rode to Anno's side and asked nervously, "Father, your hand"

Anno waved his hand, signaling Lancelot to speak in particular.

Lancelot had no choice but to nod and charge into the city with the rest of the Knights.

An Nuo sighed, he really couldn't think of a way how to let 500 people in this area break through a city with a shortage of equipment, so he had no choice but to make a bad move.

But power comes at a price.

His hands, especially his left arm, were probably broken again.

The last time he faced the Phantasmal Seed, his left arm was directly disconnected after this move, and it was Merlin who helped to connect it.

With a long sigh, Anno's hands trembled slightly, enduring the pain of the fracture, and rode toward the city on horseback.

It is hoped that the supplies in this city can delay the consumption of the army.

Marching to fight is a waste of money!

Cameron.

Merlin and a group of officials are discussing matters.

A senior official who knows King Arthur's gender cryptically proposes King Arthur's marriage.

The king is a woman, which needs to be covered up, and the best way is to let the king marry a woman.

Arthur, who was sitting on the throne, looked blank.

She said solemnly, "It's the parliament now. I'll decide things like my marriage myself, so I won't bother you all."

She thought of Anno, who was leading the battle, and felt a little itchy in her heart.

I also want to lead the troops to fight in person.

Instead of sitting on this squatting throne, talking to a group of old men about some aristocratic scandals.

With a long sigh, Arthur gently stroked his saber—the golden sword that was inherited from her biological father.

On the other side, in a castle outside Camelot.

A noble lady with a black veil and the appearance of a girl is fiddling with something in a room.

Morgan Filler Pendragon, she is not only the eldest princess of Britain, but also the princess of another small country (who has returned to her parents' home), she is also a brilliant magician and another master of the mysterious side of this era.

She had a very big opinion on the King Arthur of the Camelot Royal Court. Not to mention her own throne, she never came to visit her once after her coronation.

"Again may not be enough to subvert this Britain that doesn't belong to me." Morgan Filler's eyes were full of twisted jealousy, "Gawain and the others, I don't want them to have access to such a dark plan as mine, so my new It's up to you, child."

In front of her is a huge water polo, and inside is an embryo-like thing.

===Chapter 45 Falling at the Speed ​​of Light===

When Age Gaiwen passed by the broken city wall, his indifferent face couldn't help showing a hint of ridicule and sneer.

Although my mother can barely be regarded as a strong and capable person, but if the opponent is this monster

Shaking his head, without thinking too much, Aggiven quickly entered the city with the rest of the Knights, took over everything, and counted the spoils.

This little war for a knife ended quickly and in a somewhat comical way.

Anno demonstrated to these young people the power of an individual over a group or even an army.

It took Annuo's knights a week to completely control this tiny country, and recruited labor to supplement the army, expanding the army from 3000 to more than 4000.

After taking away some of the food, gold and silver and other materials, and arranging soldiers to contact Camelot King City to receive and manage these cities, Anno rushed to the next small country with the army non-stop.

This country is even weaker than the previous one. It is not so much a country as a union of several towns. Annuo didn't do anything this time, and more than 4000 infantry directly captured this small country.

The Royal Court of Camelot.

Arthur was discussing the autumn harvest with Merlin and several other officials when a guard suddenly appeared outside.

"King, my lords." The guard knelt down and saluted.

Everyone's attention moved to the body of the guard knight.

"Look up, knight, what's the matter?" Arthur nodded slightly, his face dignified.

"King, there is news from Lord Anno." The guard raised his head and reported to King Arthur with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"Oh? News from An Nuoqing? There is news so soon?" An official frowned slightly.

"Isn't it because the food and grass ran out." Another official laughed and said sarcastically.

"Silence." Arthur looked around, and everyone closed their mouths immediately, "Go ahead."

"Yes!" The guard went on to say, "Master Anno has captured the entire territory of Wishland (made up by himself), and is waiting for the officials under the king to receive it, and Master Anno will lead the army to continue north!"

"What?!" The first official who spoke just now exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

"They have already conquered a country in just one month after their expedition has been completed?"

Arthur was also very pleasantly surprised. She knew that Anno was very strong in both fighting and leading troops, but it was a bit scary to capture a country after two months of expedition.

Although the country called Wishland is small.

"What you said is true?" Arthur calmed down slightly and asked with a serious face, "He has really captured a country, Mr. Anuo?"

"Exactly!"

Everyone was silent, only Merlin smiled faintly.

The person who knows Anno best in this world, his adopted son Lancelot is ranked second, and Merlin is the first.

Anno's ability, he knows better than anyone else.

But since he conquered a country so quickly, Anno must have used that trick.

I don't know what happened to his arm.

"Everyone, it seems that Qing Anuo has indeed brought us a full surprise." Arthur stood up from his seat, "This day is worth celebrating, let's cheer for Qing Anuo. !"

===Chapter 46 Return to Camelot===

Anno led the army to fight for a year and a half.

During this period, he went back to Camelot once, met King Arthur, and asked Merlin to help him take another look at his arm.

In a year and a half, Anno used the ability of the chalk holy sword again, and the condition of his left arm could no longer be delayed, which was why he came back.

Although his left arm still looks sturdy and powerful, it is seriously out of balance when placed with his right arm.

The right arm is much thicker than the left.