This is My Heroic Path

But without giving them another chance to think, An Zhiyu had already rushed towards the exit of the city gate on his black horse.

"Is he crazy?!" Milo exclaimed.

However, under Milo's incredible gaze, the group of subordinates who were still arguing behind him followed closely on horseback.

No matter how confused he was, looking at King Arthur who took the lead, the others could only follow closely behind.

If the king doesn't act first, how can the soldiers follow? !

"Gao Wen, Lancelot, I leave it to you." An Zhiyu turned to Gawain and Lancelot and shouted.

Even though they still had some doubts in their hearts, the Knights of the Round Table would naturally obey King Arthur's words unconditionally. They raised their long swords high, and a group of people rushed towards the dark army ahead.

This was a result without any suspense, as it should have been, but when looking at An Zhiyu's eyes, the knights of the round table felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Lily, do you still remember what I taught you?"

Looking at the two people who raised their long swords high, An Zhiyu raised his fingers and drew strange characters in the air.

Artoria seemed to understand something, and raised her finger.

The strengthening ability of runes!

The power of the rune words instantly blessed the knights behind them, and almost at the same time, everyone felt some kind of powerful power.

"Since King Arthur refuses to accept the discussion, we can only be rude." The snake-eyed man shook his head regretfully, and at the end of his speech, he raised his hand, "Stop them."

Since the new king is so overreaching, let's teach them a lesson first.

For this plan, they did not hesitate to give up five territories, just for this moment, how could it be possible for King Arthur and others to leave easily now?

however--

"Sword of Victory!"

An Zhiyu held the Sword of Selection in his hand. This was the first time people saw the sword of Selection shining brightly like daytime. This sword of Selection, which was more decorative than practical, exploded with amazing power at this moment , or in other words, this is the power it should have bloomed.

The torrential magic power emerged, and the huge light cannon blasted out towards the front.

Behind them, Lancelot and Gawain raised their swords at the same time. With the blessing of the runes, they could feel the surging power surging in their bodies.

Several light cannons lit up one after another, and Arturia also raised her spear. The white horse seemed to know what its master was going to do, and it neighed to demonstrate to the enemy.

"King Arthur, this is your last chance," the snake-eyed man looked at their small army and said slowly, "If we don't stop, we can only reluctantly start—"

boom!

A dozen beams of light cannons rushed towards the enemy, hardly giving the snake-eyed man a chance to speak, and the snake-eyed man disappeared in the swiftly approaching light cannons. At the same time, an entire line of enemy troops disappeared, together with the The trees behind him disappeared together.

"Break through the enemy's line of defense!" An Zhiyu raised the selected sword high.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of troops stepped across the vacated straight line, kicking up countless dust. In the flying dust, they quickly disappeared from the enemy's sight.

When An Zhiyu and the others left, Menason chased after him with a large army of aliens, but it was still a step too late.

"This trash!" With a gloomy face, he looked at the space where a straight line was vacant. The snake-eyed man had already disappeared in the light cannon just now.

I told him a long time ago that he must be careful, but in the end he still let the other party go.

After this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to seize the opportunity again.

Chapter 107 The Kind-hearted Morgan Le Fay

The moon is hazy.

The few people ran all the way until they confirmed that the enemy was not pursuing them, and they finally felt relieved. However, considering safety issues, they still rushed all the way to Camelot, and asked people to distribute troops to occupy the previous two territories.

"The power of runes is stronger than I imagined." Artoria looked at her hands, recalling the previous things, until now she still feels unreal.

Everything happened so fast, it was really hard for her to imagine that a path was opened up with the strength of a few people.

She looked at An Zhiyu beside her, "Why did you run away?"

"Lily, do you really think of all the alien races as idiots with no abilities at all?" An Zhiyu shook his head, "If there are druids and the like in there, it would be us, facing so many people Would it be enough, too?"

"Haven't you ever thought that if the alien race is so weak, even if the former king is seriously ill, he can make people drive the alien race away, right?"

Arturia was silent.

That's right, there were a large number of enemy troops chasing from the rear at that time, but if there were a few relatively powerful beings holding them back, they would probably be in danger.

You can't bet on this kind of thing.

"What now?" she continued.

"Let's go back first. It's necessary to make a long-term plan." An Zhiyu took a breath and let it out slowly.

"I didn't expect there to be a traitor among us... It's really hard to laugh."

There is no doubt that the foreign race was able to know their location in such a short period of time and even quickly encircle them. It is obvious that someone secretly reported to the foreign race.

He glanced at Milo, who was behind the large army, and paused for a moment.

Originally, it was hard to get a good relationship with a tribal leader, but it turned out to be good now, and the favorability probably fell into a negative number.

An Zhiyu sighed helplessly, looked away, and led a group of people into the city gate.

Until the time when the group disbanded, no one said anything, because they were reprimanded by An Zhiyu on the road. At the previous critical moment, if An Zhiyu hadn't rushed forward first, their side There has probably been civil strife under the instigation of foreign races.