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.
The nobles he saw 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 led Arthur straight towards the distant mountain. 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 some 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 an 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 young man 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!
Arthur was seen 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.
If you continue to charge with him, the casualties may be terrible.
If you want to win, you must either mentally shock the entire army, or directly kill the enemy commander.
Arthur thought for a moment and estimated the distance between himself and the enemy commander.
Without any hesitation, he held the handle of the sword with both hands and pointed the blade towards the sky.
Although it will drain his magic power instantly and put himself in danger.
But this is what he must do after he draws out the sword.
What he carries is no longer his own will.
He took a deep breath, and the magic power around him began to boil and roll, and the dazzling flames began to ripple on the sword. It was a wonderful scene caused by the increase of magic power on the sword in the stone and the vibration of his magic power and the air.
But even so, Arthur was still using goblin words, and he murmured the words in a low voice.
"Sharp."
"Amplification."
"Gigantic."
Inside the imperial capital.
The crowded streets have not flowed for a long time. People's panic and yelling are getting louder and louder, and the despair in their hearts is getting stronger.
A child in his mother's arms looked up and asked.
"Mom, are we going to die?"
The mother didn't speak, just bit her lip and hugged her tightly.
Several middle-aged people beside him had tears in their eyes, holding their heads in their hands, and sobbing softly.
It is not that Britannia has not experienced wars in recent years.
They knew exactly what would happen once the West French army invaded the imperial capital.
Their land, wealth, women and even the lives of their children will be at risk.
The child's eyes dimmed, and the foggy sky was like a huge shroud, making the city streets darker and darker.
However, at this moment, the child seemed to have discovered something. He raised his head and pointed into the distance.
"What's there?"
His mother and the people around him looked in the direction he pointed and opened their eyes slightly.
With each sentence Arthur uttered, the brilliance of the Sword in the Stone became dazzling.
He attracts magic from all directions and condenses it into countless light points floating in the air, like countless fireflies shining with platinum light, covering the area in a sea of light.
Everyone's eyes widened, watching the brilliance shining more and more on the holy sword, and they were attracted by the dreamlike colors.
Staring at the beam of light, even Sanchez's eyes were a little absent-minded, forgetting that the danger was coming.
The first wave of troops who came from the imperial city to support also arrived at this moment. All the soldiers, civilians and generals saw this scene at this moment.
Their breathing almost stopped, and the dazzling starlight began to extend from the earth to the horizon, as if it was taking away half of the sky.
On the hill, Xia Ya, who was watching the battle, slowly opened his mouth and showed an extremely happy smile.
Alicia frowned, "With such a big magic power fluctuation, his magic power will be drained out, right?"
"But this is also the only choice. What he wants to defeat has never been this army, but the military spirit."
Xia Ya got off the old man's bed and looked at the brilliance shining in the distance, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes.
"Alicia, remember this day, this is the beginning of a legend!
His will will start today and be implemented to the end! "
Char opened his hands and his voice gradually became more and more passionate, seeming to be directed at Alicia, this empire, this world, like the curtain call before the start of a musical.
"Witness it, the epic of the Eternal King will be sung today!"
The moment he finished speaking, the swordsman swung his sword towards the distant mountain!
Stare at the beam of light that fills your retinas and seems to penetrate heaven and earth.
Whether it was ordinary people or soldiers, or even people on the run in the imperial capital, they all seemed to see this beam of light.
Everyone's breath froze at this moment...
(End of chapter)
