My Heroic Life

The apostles who also felt the earth tremble and looked to the west were all face as gray. In the dark, two cavalry teams were heading towards this side to kill. The British defenders were already at the end of their crossbows and could not stand the attack of the cavalry charge.

The warriors all showed desperation. Although they hadn't put life and death in their hearts for a long time, they still gritted their teeth and were unwilling to die in the defeat.

This sorrowful atmosphere continued until the first ray of sunlight fell on the earth from the eastern horizon.

"and many more!"

The British soldiers stared in the light of the dawn, and then screamed.

"That's our cavalry!"

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In the light of dawn, Bedwell and Tristan nodded to each other, and then two huge cavalry teams marched together.

Now the British cavalry scattered throughout the demon realm has been gathered, and the army that has exceeded ten thousand cavalry is surging like a torrent. The archers and the lancers are divided into two parts, led by Tristan and Bedwell respectively.

Under the rays of the rising sun, the cavalry draped in a layer of golden brilliance descended like gods from the sky. They rushed down from the hills in the west, the hoofs sounded like thunder, and the earth couldn't keep calm.

In the tremor on the ground, the archer troops accelerated first. They followed Tristan and passed Bedwell's team. After rushing, they slowed down in front of the Black Armor, raising their waists, bending their bows, shooting arrows, and raining arrows. Ya poured out.

In this magical realm where bows and arrows do not dominate, they used more than ten years of hard work to nurture this life-threatening renju, just to tell the world that swords and shadows are not all, anger and determination can also be contained in the rain of arrows, their names resound The world has become the glory and pride of Britain.

Divine Bow Team!

Under the black clouds formed by the arrow rain, layers of monsters fell like wheat. After several rounds of volleys, the archers passed by the black armor to make way for the allies behind them.

The shining lance was like a shuttle, and the silver arm clenched the weapon, dazzling in the rising sun.

Bedwell was still standing at the forefront of the team, silver hair fluttering in the oncoming wind. Thousands of knights were screwed together by the silver-armed general. They clenched their spears and swords and followed him to accelerate the charge.

The cavalry was like a blade, piercing the devastated black armour that had been hit by a salvo, and the sound of horseshoes was like a drum, beating the heart of every British soldier on the battlefield.

Can you break through?

They watched anxiously in the gap between fighting, watching the charge that left and right the battle.

Then they saw that, led by the silver light, the knights shot out like a dragon, the black armor's line of defense was like fragile thin paper, and even the most powerful monsters were picked up in this charge. People were roaring and horses. After neighing, the whole team was unstoppable, and pierced the formation of the black armor in one fell swoop.

"Success!"

In the cheers of the entire battlefield, the cavalry broke through the enemy's defense line from the west and passed by Gawain's army. The two teams waved their weapons at each other and played the triumphant triumph in advance.

The Black Armor was thus divided. The archers under the leadership of Tristan repeatedly shot and killed the enemy, and Gawain's Knights finally rushed to the king's side.

The blue-yellow king flag fluttered in the main formation, the four-sided battlefield, the flags of various colors danced in response to the scramble, Gawain’s Knights, Tristan’s Archer, Bedwell’s Cavalry, Lancelot and Mo Dred’s apostles also drew out the flags to join this moment of reunion.

In this boiling battlefield, the warriors who stepped on the corpses of the enemy laughed, and the scarred heroes sang and laughed with the blood of the enemy, and glory and pride merged in one word.

Round table!

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ps: Actually, it was the fourth shift today, but I feel that you will be uncomfortable seeing Gawain, and you bite the bullet and acted as a fifth shift....I'm a little tired, so I haven't played any activities yet (sigh)

Chapter 89: The crippled knights (1/4)

Inside King Arthur's military tent, the knights of the round table gathered together.

As always, Gao Wenqing was in front of the good old man, and the sunny, handsome and polite, he was active back and forth in the atmosphere, so that the whole big tent would not appear in the scene of flashing swords and swords.

After all, even though they belong to the Knights of the Round Table and are even good friends with each other, they still raised the anti-flag and chased King Arthur and the bear kid who was running around and a certain bitter-faced man who sprayed green paint on King Arthur’s crown. It's hard to let go.

Just like now, Mordred was sitting at the end of the camp with his arms in his arms. He didn't mean to admit his mistakes at all, and Lancelot, who was bitter, didn't say a word.

Say what?

King Arthur is a female, and the Queen and I are her fan group. Our fans and fans cherish each other so much that they attract each other?

Lancelot could think of the reaction of the king chefs before saying this.

Are you looking for death?

So Lancelot continued to be silent, and the egg hurts.

Bedwell stared at the two men who were wearing sin. Seriously, he would not be fooled at will, but Tristan had no big reaction. He who has the same hobbies as Lancelot has some kind of love for this friend. sympathy.

Wife, oops, this is so sad.

"Although some of us may have made some mistakes before, I think we should put aside our prejudices in front of powerful enemies and make following the king the first priority."

Gao Wen is doing Taijiquan again, trying to mobilize everyone's emotions together, but the effect is not satisfactory.

"What Gao Wenqing said does have some truth, but I think the first thing to do is to verify the loyalty to the king, for example, you who have a history of rebellion, Qing Mordred."

Bedwell's expression was grim, while Mordred, who was named, looked impatient.

"Ahhhhhhhhh? Are you looking for fault?"

"Calm down both of you." Gawain interjected: "We just won a battle, and this is the result of our unity. Since Ching Mordred also followed the king back to the battlefield, I believe She should have recognized her mistake, right, Ching Mordred?"

Gao Wen's appearance as a student made Mordred particularly unpleasant, but when she remembered what she had done before, she could only frown and appreciate it.

"Tsk, ah yeah."

"Your attitude doesn't seem to be correct..."

"OK OK."

"Obviously I just won, but I was caught in a quarrel. This is really sad."

The camp was noisy for a while, and the knights' disputes were booming, but they stopped abruptly when they saw the blond figure walking in the door.

"king."

The knights got up, and even Mordred jumped off his chair.

Altria nodded in return. Instead of delving into the previous quarrel between the knights, she took Merlin behind her to the throne at the end.

"Before the meeting starts, let me add some information."

The frivolous flower magician started with this, and briefly explained the current situation to the seated knights, the enemy’s power and purpose, our forces and the rear situation, as well as the king and Altria during this time. Part of the encounter.

"I understand the situation roughly."

Gao Wen nodded solemnly.

"Is it only six days? Time is tight."