The Knight King of the Otherworldly Moon

"..."

In a moment of silence, no one said anything.

They didn't blame Ah Fu for not coming back to fight with them, on the contrary, it was the order of the marshal, and they didn't want Ah Fu coming back.

"Before, I had been thinking about how to defeat the King of Knights handsomely.

I have tried many ways to do this, but to no avail.

Probably the most useful thing we can do right now is... complete this order."

After Charlemagne finished speaking, the ink on the side spoke a little indignantly.

"It's not your fault, Lord Marshal.

If all the troops in our hands are regular troops now."

"It's not like you make excuses for yourself, Namo.

The troops in our hands are already as regular as we can get, no more."

"But the Britons have more."

This is the strange place of that ink, and the strange place of everyone.

If the troops brought out by the other side are also mixed troops like them, they are not as frustrated as they are now, but from the perspective of previous battles, the average quality of the other side's troops is much higher than theirs.

"That's because there is no private sector in their country.

There are strict regulations in the king's law, even the prime minister and the marshal, if the private army exceeds 500 people, it is a serious crime."

Dion sighed.

"five hundred.

There hasn't been a single Viscounte yet."

Flores Mart said mockingly.

It was not Britain that he laughed, but themselves.

Even the Prime Minister has only [-] and knows others.

Well, you don't even have to think about where the missing people have gone, it's on the opposite side.

"Tomorrow, I will prepare the most abundant delicacies for everyone, and let all the soldiers eat enough.

The day after tomorrow, it will directly fight with Britain.

Everyone, don't cry, although we have a low chance of winning, it is not without chance."

Charlemagne's last words cheered everyone up.

His words made other people feel a little... better.

Montbane was the first to shout.

"What nonsense! Of course we have a chance of winning, as long as we win, then we can use our army to defeat the King of Britain. What are you afraid of?"

"Well said, barbarian.

The King of Britain is in Verdun, and the opposite must be Lengomiard, although she is the strongest knight in Britain, but she is far worse than the King of Britain."

Roland also thought of a way to boost morale at this time.

They had been disturbed by the loss of Verdun before, and now they think about it, Verdun is Lucifer, which means that they will not meet Lucifer now.

This is definitely good news.

After all, no one in their presence dared to say that they could shoot down a god.

"Well, if you think about it this way, we have a high chance of winning.

Forty to thirty, the strength of our troops is ours, and the other's coach is not there."

Oliver said at the same time.

"Give your order, Master Marshal!"

Flores Matt also spoke at this moment.

In this way, the morale of these high-level people was temporarily saved.

However, in this dark night, the soldiers below became more and more worried about the fall of Verdun.

The situation did not improve until the next day, because Charlemagne's generous reward gave the soldiers some confidence after they had eaten.

As for the food that may be wasted, they don't have to worry about this at all.

If Britannia is defeated, they will have a supplement.

The dead don't have to worry if they are defeated by Britain.

While Charlemagne was rewarding the entire army, Lucifer was not idle. Since he knew that the opponent had chosen the path of a decisive battle, he naturally did not need to stay in Verdun.

Considering the possible accidents, before leading the army to leave, Lucifer also took the initiative to attack once in the direction of the royal city.

Originally, he wanted to sacrifice the nearest small noble in blood, but the other party ran away.

After making this appearance of preparing to march to the royal city on the surface, Lucifer immediately took the army to the direction of Maginot Fortress, and there were only [-] people left in Verdun for Wellington and Edward to garrison. .

On the road leading to Maginot, Lucifer suddenly stopped and asked Atta, who had just led the team back.

"Is it all resolved?"

"no problem.

All resolved.

No one was let go."

Atta opened the electronic glasses on his eyes and nodded to Lucifer.

She had just been ordered to lead a team of 1 sharpshooters to deal with the surrounding dark whistle, and this was the fifth attack along the way.

"His Royal Highness's archery is really wonderful! The post on this road has been almost cleaned up.

Next is... the first half of the journey, and there are more than a dozen places.

If we do it at the current speed, we won't get there until the day after tomorrow."

The figure of Robin Hood emerged from the air at this time.

The reason why Ata was able to resolve the post so quickly just now was because of his intelligence.

"Thank you for helping Sir Robin Hood, you won't have to.

Inform everyone to rest and recuperate.

For the next half of the road, we rushed all the way."

Lucifer smiled and said the next order directly.

The second half of the journey also needs to be able to continue slowly like this.

Otherwise, the decisive battle time will be missed.

Judging from the speed, when their decisive battle is indistinguishable, and their side rushes all the way, the time should be about the same.

"Yes!"

no.421 Great Battle

In the early morning, the Maginot Fortress sounded the horn after a long absence.

The sound of the horn sounded like a thunderous sound, and under the watchful eyes of Lungomiard and the others, the gate of the Maginot fortress slowly opened, and countless soldiers left the city in an orderly manner. huge formation.

The number has also become: more and more.

Lungominiade looked into the distance, turned around and said to St. George who was beside him.

"The king's conjecture has come true.

They're ready for the last fight."

"To make this decision in such a short time, Charlemagne is an excellent marshal."

St. George couldn't help but exclaim at this time.

To know that this loss may be irreversible, usually people will hesitate when facing this kind of danger.

The more hesitation, the more he can only wait to die, and the more he waits for death, the more hesitant he will be.

But Charlemagne chose decisively.

"It was decisive, but just a futile struggle.

The king has forced them out, now it's up to us.

Sound the horn and get everyone ready for a decisive battle."

"As ordered!"

The whole camp of Great Britain moved at once.

Since the other party has already left the city, instead of staying in the fortress, they are not afraid to fight the other party.

All the main forces involved in the war moved, and they were ready to face the biggest war in their lives.

The people at the round table were all excited at this time, and they unconsciously thought that this was an opportunity to honor Lucifer.

Since Lucifer was not here and took several round tables with him, this time even Leah had to lead the army alone. This was the first time she officially led the army to participate in the big battle.

However, Leah was not afraid of this, took a deep breath, and she was determined.

That's right! The actual combat training many times before is now this moment.

Following the orders of their respective coaches, the two sides lined up on this plain launched the most tragic fight.

In this disappearance of blood and life, time gradually passed.

Lungominiad, who was in the command position, did not charge the first time, she needed to command the overall situation.

In this regard, Charlemagne too.

If their coach makes a move, it usually means that the game has moved in a decisive direction.