My Heroic Life

What was unexpected but expected was that no one was timid, and no one was afraid, at least in public.

These warriors who have experienced several desperate situations are no longer fledgling soft-footed shrimps. Maybe some of them will shiver in the quilt, and will toss and turn in the night, but before the enemy, they will only be the lion at the end.

Their only concern now is whether the reinforcements are sufficient and whether they can turn the tide and open a way for their homeland and loved ones to allow Britain to survive.

They understand that once Britain falls, no country can accept the refugees of the whole country. In today's world, those who await these refugees are likely to be separated and die.

The soldiers were anxious, like ants on a hot pot, and this restlessness lasted for a whole day, and was finally relieved by the news of the arrival of reinforcements.

The flag of Britain was flying in the army from the rear. It was part of the main force that was retired after the victory of the last border war. The British Standing Army has now assembled.

In the next two days, reinforcements from all over Britain arrived one after another, and the flags of the garrisons of the territories set up a forest in the camp, and finally came the veterans and recruits summoned by the mobilization order. Their arrival represents one point.

Britain has done its best.

"Colonel Lawrence!"

The tall middle-aged apostle ran towards the retired army, the surprise on his face was beyond words.

"You too! It's me, Daniel, your scout!"

"Oh, it's your kid!"

The middle-aged apostle had a chat with the old heroic spirit, and the recruits on the other side were also very lively.

"Senior Steve!"

Several recruits from the academy ran to Steve among the crowd of onlookers, who also stared in surprise.

"You guys!"

Steve greeted his younger brothers and sisters, and after a while, he urgently taught them the experience on the battlefield.

After all, in this unprecedented large army, he has experienced several battles and is already a veteran.

The camp was noisy, and the shadow of British subversion seemed to fade away in the excitement. The Knights of the Round Table looked at this seemingly untimely scene and did not stop it. They knew that the reason was the tremendous pressure in the hearts of the soldiers.

The decisive battle is near.

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Altria tossed and turned in the camp of the night, she got up and sighed helplessly.

Can't sleep.

Tomorrow is the time of the decisive battle. The stress and anxiety make her feel uneasy and unable to sleep... The reason is not so.

The real reason she knew in her heart was that...

"Is he not by my side."

Altria muttered to herself, she walked out of the bed to the window, staring at the silver moon in the sky in a daze.

"Lan."

Since when did you rely on him so much?

Obviously, as a king, he wanted his company and warmth. Just thinking of his figure, the hot feelings in his heart became almost uncontrollable.

Altria thought, but suddenly realized something.

Yes, he was there on such occasions in the past.

When drawing the sword in the stone, when ascending to the throne, when the first border war.

No matter what the years change, no matter what the relationship is, he will silently hold Altria's trembling hand at those critical moments and smile and nod to her.

Courage and encouragement are passed on from this, and the young girl with this company has survived time and time again, turning cocoons into butterflies, and finally becoming king.

But unlike the young girl who was admired in the light, that man had been living in the shadows for decades, and when people were calling the tsunami Knight King, he was silently guarding all beings with his life.

The girl didn't know what kind of mood he had persisted for these decades, nor did he understand why he did it.

The soul-shaped Lan should be his truest appearance, Altria couldn't help but think of the calm and beautiful young man, her face blushed, but her heart couldn't help but wonder.

He is an Oriental, he is obviously not a Briton. Why did he achieve this? What kind of agreement did he reach with the former king Youser?

Altria shook her head and threw these insignificant things out of her mind. This kind of thing would have to wait until the end of the war to ask Ran as much as possible. The most important thing now is to win the victory.

"Your so-called guardianship is based on his death."

Morgan's words often echoed in Altria's mind in recent days, and every time she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth unwillingly.

It's really ridiculous. The king who is determined to protect Britain has left out his most beloved person and sat down in his blood.

Protecting Britain, slaying Votigung, blocking the hole, and then...eliminating the great barrier, completely liberating that person, this is all Altria's wish now.

The desire to be too greedy made her laugh involuntarily, but no matter what, Altria, as the knight king, and Altria, as Lily, have reached an agreement in many differences.

Only at this moment, the feelings freed from the shackles and the responsibility on the shoulders complement each other, love and determination resonate, Altria understands that he may have reached the strongest moment so far.

The heart is as strong as iron, and trembling like a front.

Tomorrow, a decisive battle!

Chapter 92 Damocles (4/4)

The dawn has passed and the morning sun rises.

The roaring of the nocturnal leopards stopped a little, and they hopped around among the grass. Chimera hid in the dark cracks in the rocks, and the huge guardian made of trees and stones stood up vigorously.

The dragons opened their sleepy eyes, and the Grahams were motionless and unresponsive. The two-horned beasts squatted their hooves violently on the ground, making a thumping sound.

This is an ordinary day for the demons and ghosts surrounding Camelot, the chalk city, but it is of great significance to the Britons and even to humans.

Nearly two hundred thousand apostles and heroic spirits are slowly marching in the wilderness.

This is an army of heroes and heroes from all over Britain, and all of them are soldiers who surpass the limits of humanity.

This team is different from the bloated logistic system of the army during the ancient war. Each of them will charge forward, and everyone may be the pioneer of the march. They will roll in the quagmire with countless monsters, and will be on the mysterious side. The top fantasy species are fighting for life.

Of course, such a handful of nationwide wars since the revival of magic power are naturally indispensable to the audience. The eyes of all parts of the world have been betting here, and the eyes and ears of the strongest have penetrated into every tree.

European Union, before broadcasting the image of the holy relic, the blond saint is praying for mankind with her hands clasped together, while the dark blue-haired saint is walking around restlessly.

In Rome, the emperor in red rarely paid attention to the laughter of the beauties around him. She sat up straight and looked at the army on the plain with frowning thinking.

In Babylon, an interested smile appeared on the face of the proud king. He put down the mountain of documents and sat in front of the image with his friend with long green hair, his crimson pupils watching the tide of monsters.