My Knights of the Round Table

The soldier was a little impatient when he saw someone pulling him, but when he saw the other person's clothes and face under the cloak, his expression immediately became respectful.

"Report, sir, one-third of the time has been withdrawn."

"Only one third?"

The young man in the dark green windbreaker frowned.

"This is already the limit." The soldier said with a wry smile, "There is no way to go faster, and there are also many stampede and missing accidents."

He sighed.

This is indeed the limit speed for retreat.

Before the Celtic warriors approached the city, only a small number of people were willing to leave even if they got the news, and most of them didn't care and valued their money more.

They don't believe that the other party can break through the border cities of their own country so easily.

The war has been going on for tens of hundreds of years, and Ulster hasn't fought yet. Why did the news come out one day that the city was destroyed before even the army started to gather at the border?

Few believe it.

The common people thought that the superiors were going to find another way to make money and squeeze them, but the nobles didn't believe that they could get here in a few days when they got the news.

Everyone has their own thoughts, the real retreat starts when the enemy's army reaches the city, and now it takes less than half a day to go all out, half of it is because the first half of the defense line was completely killed by the opponent, let them see to each other's cruelty's sake.

"Forget it, you go, be careful."

"Yes!"

He let out a low breath, and his expression became relaxed again.

"Fortunately, these idiots will not attack our rear. If the retreating people are attacked and blocked in the city, there will be a real problem."

Taking pleasure in bitterness, the man chuckled.

Just as he was about to continue to fight on the front line, hurried footsteps came from behind him, but the person who came didn't wait for him to turn around and knelt down directly after seeing his iconic dark green windbreaker.

"Lord Robin Hood, it's bad, our rear has been attacked!"

Chapter 350 Chapter 46 The Knight and the King

"My king, do you want to solve them?"

In the forest, the handsome black-haired knight frowned slightly.

He holds two guns of different lengths.

The fighting method with two swords is already rare, let alone a character with two guns, and a gun with a short and different lengths is extremely rare.

In front of him, half-length obliquely, stood a blond man.

The blond man was full of elegance, and his appearance was no less beautiful than the black-haired man behind him. Unlike the slightly melancholy beauty of the black-haired man, he was gentle and sunny.

The two were standing in the dense forest on the mountain, looking at the crowd coming out of the city not far away at the foot of the mountain.

"Why, knight, haven't you forgotten our past after a long time?" The blond man joked with a sudden smile, "That's right, it's normal that you don't want to think about it, after all, there are such painful memories ..."

"No way."

The black-haired knight said in fear.

"Hahaha, just kidding, don't mind at all."

"It was supposed to be me who begged for your forgiveness, um, but I still have no idea about my character. But that's the end of the matter, I'm not kidding anymore. From now on, I will sever any grudges in my life. "

The blond man smiled helplessly, but his eyes were full of happy smiles.

"Young warriors, we are now able to fight side by side, this is the greatest joy in this world!"

"Yes, you are right, King!"

The dark-haired man laughed too.

For a brief interval, the blond man continued to observe the team below.

Neither of them made a move, as if they were waiting for something to come.

"We don't need to take action, and we don't need to take action against them. We just need to wait for the other party's heroic spirit to come and send him back to the Hall of Valor."

"Yes, my king."

The black-haired man responded immediately.

Under the control of a small number of soldiers, the team moved forward in an orderly manner.

But there are still many panicked people watching the endless team ahead and deciding to flee into the dense forest. Compared with the number of people, the soldiers are not interested in guarding them and let them leave the team.

More and more people ran to the forest.

But only the blond and black-haired men above know the fate of those who fled there.

In dense crowds, it is not uncommon to see people like thieves and repeat offenders, but few people can notice what happened to their purses in the crowd and panic.

A rat-headed man was running around in the crowd.

His eyeballs flicked around, searching where people put their money.

At this time, most people keep their last possessions very well, but once the base is hit, there are always a few careless people.

Not far away, there was a woman with a bulging purse stuck around her waist.

Apart from thieves, there were also quite a few hooligans among the accompanying crowd. Of course, among the fleeing crowd, it was even more miserable than the crowded trams in modern times, and this also gave him a natural opportunity.

"Stand aside!"

Relying on his young physique, the man broke through the barrier in the middle, squeezed to the woman's side with dissatisfied eyes, and touched her buttocks against her back.

"what?!"

The woman immediately screamed, startling the man.

"Still a staunch one."

The thief quickly took the stolen wallet into his arms with the other hand.

Thanks to the woman's focus on the man's impolite actions, she didn't pay attention to the obvious pulling out of the money bag stuck in his waist.

The crowd made her unable to turn her head, and when the others heard her scream, they just glanced numbly, and most of them didn't even bother to look at it, just numbly squeezed forward hoping to leave early.

The man immediately hugged the purse in his arms, jumped out of the team with a happy face, and fled to the forest with the scattered crowd.

This scene naturally made the observing black-haired knight frown.

If it wasn't for the king he was loyal to still not moving, and if he wasn't in a position of natural opposition to the crowd below, he couldn't help but get rid of that person.

"They're here."

The blond man spoke softly.

As soon as the black-haired man came back to his senses, he heard scattered screams from the forest.

The crowd walking below stopped immediately.

The officer in charge of escorting the crowd sent several soldiers into the forest to calm the restless crowd temporarily.

I don't know whether to thank the narrow terrain.

Because of the narrow terrain, the evacuation speed of the people in the city was very slow, but also because of the narrow terrain, the evacuated people did not make a mess because they could not escape at this time.

The screams of the forest continued, and the soldiers who went to investigate never returned.

As time went by, the people stuck in the middle of the road became more and more panicked, and even soldiers with sharp knives could not maintain order.

Just when the chief frowned and was about to send out the second wave, familiar and unfamiliar clothes appeared in people's sight.

A large number of soldiers dressed in ancient Celtic battle uniforms poured out of the forest!

Large tracts of soldiers covered the surrounding forest.

Beside almost every tree, you can see Celtic warriors in simple clothes and strong bodies, and the sharp blades in the hands of the warriors in front are still bleeding.

Seeing the panicked crowd in the center, they rushed forward with bloody smiles.

"what!"

One after another, screams filled the entire forest path.

......

"hateful!"

The arrow in the sleeve was fired, and several Celtic warriors fell down.

The young man named Robin Hood looked angrily at the bloody scene in the path.

Dead bodies piled up all over the ground.

There is no place to stay on the trail, and there are people's dead bodies everywhere. You can't even find a small open space, you can only step on people's dead bodies and blood flowing into a small river.

The narrow terrain and the irresistible crowd gave the enemy a natural hunting ground.

There is simply no massacre more brutal than this.

If it was Arthur, Cu Chulainn, or Archer on the front line, they would not have much fluctuation when seeing this scene, but Robin Hood, who has been in a relatively peaceful age as a descendant for a long time, only felt nausea and anger.

He has killed people, but the number of people killed on the front line has exceeded his expectations.

When had he seen so many bloody scenes of unarmed civilians being massacred?

The anger in my heart even emptied several of the sleeve arrows that had been hit in the past.

How should he explain to Archer on the front line?

"These people are damned!"

Robin Hood gritted his teeth and pierced the head of the Celtic warrior who was closer.

Before he fell down, his body turned into spirit particles and dissipated in the world.

Such a scene and the corpses all over the ground made Robin Hood suffocate the resentment in his chest, unable to vent it at all, and even his hands trembled a little.