Vortigern told these nobles who caused the land to be in constant war with practical actions that he did not come to seek the throne, he came to kill people...

120. The flames of war burn into Camelot, the scourge of mankind in Britain.

One day, two days, three days...

As Vortigern led the army into the territory of Camelot, he began to kill all human beings indiscriminately, destroying all villages and towns.

Three days later, in the large area that once belonged to Camelot, almost half of the nobles who agreed with Morgan's proposal and accepted the fact that the Camelot Kingdom was disbanded disappeared. At the same time, half of the land that once belonged to the Camelot Kingdom had completely disappeared. fall.

Faced with the fear and pressure brought by Vortigern, the remaining nobles of Camelot naturally began to 'unite'.

Abandon past suspicions, let go of prejudices... just three nights after Vortigern ravaged Camelot.

The so-called coalition of nobles has been formed in this way.

On the surface, this army of up to [-] people is quite well-equipped and equipped with tens of thousands of servants, it can be said to be quite powerful.

But Merlin, who was pressing Artoria to tell her not to be impulsive, let alone join this so-called noble coalition, knew very well that... this noble coalition was nothing more than a so-called embroidered pillow - it looks good but doesn't work.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his soldiers and military power would be taken away, this hastily assembled coalition army did not have a specific command at all, nor did it have a system that the coalition army should have.

It's just a mob gathered together by various nobles with their own troops.

In the royal palace of Camelot.

Looking at the weeping nobles kneeling in front of him below, Morgan, whose attitude towards human beings can already be said to be quite bad, did not show any mercy because they were the few nobles who were willing to stay under his command.

On the contrary, it is the same as when facing other human beings, and I feel quite disgusted.

In particular, they are still begging Morgan to rescue those humans that she already hates.

"Your Majesty Morgan, even if these people are traitors in your eyes...but the people are innocent!"

"Your Majesty...if Vortigern is allowed to destroy them, it will be our turn in the end!"

"I implore Your Majesty, show your mercy..."

Discuss in a low voice these sad, tearful human nobles.

Facing the performance of these nobles, the goblins in the palace hall, some think they are pitiful, some think they are fun, some think they are annoying... But they never want to advise Morgan, Ask Morgan to help their goblins.

As the evil side of the fairies in the lake, in the eyes of the goblins, Morgan at this time is the sword of the goblins to expand their territory. Therefore, among the goblins who came to New Camelot, not many goblins are seen by humans. Come on so called good guy.

"Enough is enough, stop crying here."

"His Majesty...."

"His Majesty...."

"Enough is enough, you throw them out of Camelot City."

"Yes, great Morgan!"

Crying and howling made Morgan more and more irritable. Finally, after his disgust towards these nobles reached its peak, Morgan directly directed at the goblins in the hall and issued an order to expel these nobles.

Hearing Morgan's order, all the goblins in the hall showed happy smiles one by one, and then ignored the resistance of these nobles, just picked up these nobles and walked out of the palace hall.

Sakura, who has been back to Camelot for two days, naturally noticed this scene.

But at this moment, she who was in the main hall didn't say anything.

After all, she still needs Morgan's influence and strength now.

"Hey~ After a lot of calculations, I finally missed Morgan, who will hate humans after awakening as a fairy. After helping Morgan to complete her fairy Camelot, I'd better go and try Artoria... .'

In the village of the Earl of Glamorgan.

The door of Artoria's hut was being slapped frantically from inside.

"Let me out Master, let me out...I can't, I can't..."

Silently listening to Artoria's hoarse roar and the constant thumping of the door of the hut.

With a helpless expression on his face, Merlin let out a silent sigh as he looked at the hut that had been completely sealed with magic.

At this time, Kai who was sitting opposite Merlin was almost the same.

They can naturally understand Artoria's mood, after all, they also feel bad about the disaster that swept Camelot.

Especially Kai, compared to Merlin, who is only suffering because his plan with King Uther is getting more and more off track, Kai, like Artoria, can't bear to see the deaths and injuries of the people......

However, the power in their hands is too small now.

Five hundred soldiers who have just trained for half a year, dozens of young magicians who have just learned the basics, and thousands of ordinary farmers.

What can they do with such power.

If Artoria is really allowed to lead such a force to help the coalition forces of nobles and fight against Vortigern's expeditionary army...then there is no doubt that they will lose their real future.

Therefore, even if they are hated by Artoria, even if they are hated by Artoria, Merlin and Kai will never let Arturia get involved in this war.

In this way, Artoria, who has understood responsibility, loves human beings and is still learning how to become a leader and even a king, just screamed hoarsely in her house all night.

In the early morning of the second day, in the central area of ​​Camelot, a relatively wide plain area.

The knights plus various servants, the aristocratic allied army barely reaching [-], and the nearly [-] army under Vortigern's command appeared at both ends of the plain.

With the sound of the horn, it began to resound through the battlefield, and as the sun rose to the top.

The result of this game is already doomed, and the war that has been going on for a whole morning is over.

Even if there is no shortage of warriors in the noble coalition army, such as nobles such as Kay's father, their tiny strength still cannot change the outcome of this war.

Human blood was sprinkled all over the plain, and more than 1 corpses were piled up into a mountain of corpses.

Except for a few nobles who managed to escape, the command was chaotic, and most of the time, the coalition of nobles fought on their own, almost completely annihilated and fell on this battlefield.

Like a plate of walnuts in his hand, he was playing with the heads of several nobles.

Not caring at all about the ferocious expression on the face of the nobleman's head before death, smelling the "seductive" breath of blood in the air, the excited and happy Vortigern even took out a large amount of spoils in a good mood and handed them over to his subordinates as rewards.

At the same time, after the war ended, Vortigern's subordinates who had received rewards also began to attack everywhere.

The villages and towns that lost the protection of the nobles... soon began to burn amidst the screams of fear and the sound of fleeing.

If no one stands up...maybe soon, the human beings living in the land of the former Camelot Kingdom will usher in a catastrophe.

121. The Fairy in the Lake - Nini Anne

Sitting at the desk in his bedroom, he sneered and lit the letter in his hand with the oil lamp on the desk.

Morgan, who just received a letter from his so-called 'uncle' Vortigern today, immediately showed a cruel and seductive expression on his face.

"Even if I hate the existence of humans...but they are not your turn to deal with, Vortigern."

Thinking back to the letter, Vortigern asked himself to hand over all the human beings in his territory. Morgan, who wanted to let the goblins rule Britain and make himself the real king of the island, was hostile to Vortigern himself.

After all, if Morgan is the king of the island who inherited the power of the island, then Vortigern is the island itself that symbolizes the will of the British Isle.

The king naturally wants to conquer the land...and Morgan also naturally wants to conquer Vortigern.

Turning his head to look at a fairy with silver-white hair and a pair of crystal-like wings.

Morgan asked immediately.

"Nini Anne, is the army ready?"

"Army...I'm sorry Morgan, if you are referring to the human army, even though I have worked hard to discipline the children to obey the rules, but..."

"Are you too lively... Forget it, how many of them are willing to fight for Camelot?"

"Five thousand, six thousand, that's about it. There are only so many kids who like to fight in Camelot now."

Looking helplessly at this one, Nini Anne, one of the few fairies in the lake who supports her, Morgan has learned about her unreliability today.

Obviously, he volunteered to help Morgan train the army, but in the end, Nini Anni didn't even train a single hair.

However, most of the goblins have this kind of virtue, and Morgan is used to it. After all, among the goblins, Morgan, Vivienne, and Nimue are the "fairies of the lake" but a minority.

Although he didn't get the army he wanted, a goblin is a goblin after all, and five or six thousand goblins who are willing to fight are already a very powerful force. Besides, there is Nini Anne, the fairy in the lake, Morgan is not very happy. Worried that he didn't have enough 'soldiers' to fight Vortigern's army.

What's more, Morgan, who already knew the virtues of his people, had already made other preparations. The goblin here in Nini Anni was just icing on the cake for Morgan.

Just when Morgan began to mobilize his own strength, preparing for the arrival of Vortigern, and intending to accomplish his goal in this battle.

Once the seat of the League of Nobles.

Although the vast majority of Vortigern's troops had already returned to Vortigern's side, they followed him and began to move towards New Camelot City.

But there are still quite a few monsters mutated into some kind of half-human, half-dragon monsters under the radiation of Vortigerm during the killing, and they have fallen into the killing, and still stay in this land, chasing and killing every living person. Humanity.

Wielding the iron sword that had already been sharpened in his hand, he cut the half-dragon monster in front of him in two.

Her eyes were no longer emerald green, but turned pale gold. Artoria, who was dressed roughly and showed a cold murderous intent, rescued several villagers behind her.

He clenched his fists and took a few deep breaths. As the air circled around Altria's body, she exhaled it into pure magic power. After a few breaths, his emotions gradually calmed down, and his eyes returned to the emerald green Altria. Toria quickly turned around and said to several villagers who were still terrified.

"I am Artoria, the lord of Glamorgan. My army is protecting and gathering refugees in Xiayang Village. If you still want to survive, go there immediately."

While speaking, Artoria took out a map that Merlin gave her and handed it to the villagers.

"That lord... can I trouble you... to escort..."

Just when several trembling villagers showed hope in their eyes, and tentatively asked if Artoria could escort them to Xiayang Village.

Arturia had already turned around and ran into the distance.

Pick up the spear when the iron sword is broken, and replace the tomahawk when the spear is broken.

In this way, Artoria, who lost countless weapons and killed countless enemies along the way, returned to Xiayang Village before dark with exhaustion all over her body.

Walking into the barracks outside the village, and opening the tent belonging to Merlin in the barracks, Artoria walked into it, and soon saw Kai and Merlin who were also tired.

"Master, brother...how many have been rescued?"

"740 eight people."

Pick up the refugee registration form on the table.

Merlin quickly gave Artoria the answer she wanted.

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