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Lancelot sneered and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, obviously wanting to use the Celtic solution to reason with Gawain.

At this time, Kelar said calmly: "Lancelot, you should maintain the most basic courtesy to a lady, not to mention my mentor."

"Since you don't know about it this time, I won't say anything, but you have to remember that I will only say some things once."

Lancelot's quality is still low, or he can maintain the most basic courtesy towards other women, but when facing Morgan... It can only be said that the child raised by Vivian, the witch in the lake, is naturally not much better.

In comparison, Gawain's personal qualities are much higher, and he is very gentlemanly towards women. After all, Gawain is the source of the term "Prince Charming" in later generations, and his handsome face is only slightly inferior to Kelar's.

Lancelot apologized decisively: "My apologies, Kelar, I didn't know about your relationship with Morgan beforehand."

He was apologizing to Kelar, not Morgan, so others naturally understood this guy's attitude.

After Kelar's interruption, Lancelot naturally came to an end with what he wanted to say to Gawain, but this was only temporarily suppressed and would happen again in the future.

Where there are people, there is the world of martial arts. There are only a few titled Grand Knights of the Knights of the Round Table. How could there not be competition to determine who is the best?

Kelar said, "Gawain's doubts are reasonable. I never restrict others from questioning or opposing me. I would rather you express your doubts to me than to hide them and pretend to obey."

"I will not participate in the crusade against Vortigern for two reasons. The first is that the two of you are very strong. Together with Lily, you are strong enough to kill Vortigern. Whether I go or not will not have a decisive impact on the outcome of the battle."

Kelar said gently: "Secondly, I will still implement my law. I will try my best to save those who need to be saved."

"Only when I appear on the front battlefield will those people be willing to lay down their weapons and surrender."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 71 Remarks on the launch

As the title.

I will put my product on the shelves tomorrow. Although putting my product on the shelves is not uncommon for me, this is my first time on Qidian.

I'm a little nervous, and I don't know what to say in my speech for the release of the product. I'll just chat with you all and talk about whatever comes to my mind!

To be honest, I had just been reborn from the Impure World Reincarnation, and I knew nothing about the mechanisms and rules of Qidian, which resulted in very few resources in the early stages. At one point I doubted whether I had written it well enough.

Fortunately, there are still many people who support me. I said that what I write should be good.

Please stay tuned for what I will bring you next. I will bring you the best stories.

Tomorrow I will update at least ten chapters (5000 words). If you give 50 in rewards, there will be one more chapter. If you are an alliance leader or a silver alliance, the chapters will be doubled (think peaches). If you give monthly votes, there will be one more chapter!

I don’t even know what the monthly pass of Qidian is for. In my previous understanding, the monthly pass is useless (if anyone knows, please tell me.)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 72 I am the best part of humanity

Kelar has such personal charm that as long as he appears on the battlefield of both sides, the morale of his side will be boosted and the morale of the enemy will be depressed, and even mutiny and rebellion are not impossible.

Kelar has the prestige and personal charm to make everyone lay down their weapons obediently.

"If I go to attack Vortigern without me on the front battlefield, the army under the false king Vortigern will definitely not easily lay down their weapons and surrender. They will be afraid of the massacre of the Celtic barbarians."

Kelar said: "To kill one person, Vortigern, but to give up the lives of 80,000 people, this is not benevolence and justice, I will not accept it!"

Gawain had no objection. In fact, when Kelar said the first sentence, "You can cooperate with Lily to deal with Vortigern," Gawain was in a good mood and had no objection.

I am so happy to be praised by Kailar!

It turns out that Kelar has already recognized my strength?

All warriors who pursue fame, fortune and honor regard Kelar as their ultimate goal, eager to defeat... no, eager to fight against this British saint.

But they regard Kelar's evaluation of themselves as the ultimate truth. If their strength can be recognized by Kelar, then they can completely single this out when bragging about their honor.

As King Arthur said, being defeated by Carnarvon would be the honor of Lancelot's life.

This is not a lie, but the truth!

Gawain was happy, and naturally forgot the tense atmosphere between him and Lancelot. Kelar looked at Artoria, indicating that she had been appeased, and she could now set off with the two pieces of gold.

The humble king Vortigern was a very arrogant person. In order to send out a challenge, he had to ask Artoria to go to his territory to "challenge" him.

Fortunately, Artoria was educated by the orthodox emperor of Kelar, who taught her to be very thick-skinned and cunning, to focus on practical matters rather than appearances, and as long as the facts were in her favor, face-saving projects were dispensable.

If possible, she would naturally give up both the substance and the appearance, but if it really came to a choice, Altria would definitely consider the benefits first.

However, there is still some talk. For example, Altria officially called this matter "attack the disloyal" and "conquer the false king Vortigern who usurped the throne."

The three men rode off on horseback, while Kelar sat on the upper seat and began to examine the map of the front battlefield. After thinking for a while, he found that there was nothing to think about, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "How did a fool like Vortigern occupy the British Isles and oppress hundreds of thousands of people for decades to sit on the throne?"

There is really nothing to think about. Vortigern actually asked the Ansas to confront the Celtic knights head-on on the Great Plains...

Although it was known that Vortigern wanted to follow the Celtic tradition of head-on combat, this was too stupid. In order to achieve this goal, Vortigern even found one of the few plains on the British Isles that could support 80,000 people to fight as the battlefield for this decisive battle.

This time Kelar couldn't do it anymore. He wanted to try extreme micro-management, setting up ambushes on all sides and surrounding the enemy layer by layer. When the enemy fell into the trap, he would say lightly "It's time to send out a surprise attack", and use a very high-level military strategy to attack the enemy's heart and force the enemy army to surrender.

Now that's great, when fighting on a large plain, there is no other way except to fight head-on. What's the use of ambush? How can you ambush on a plain?

Although there is no opportunity to play fancy moves, if it comes to head-on combat, 50,000 fully armed knights, arranged in a meticulous and efficient military formation, would be a symbol of invincibility in the era of cold weapons!

More than 800 years ago, Alexander the Conqueror relied on his Macedonian phalanx to conquer all of the Middle East, Egypt, and Europe, and established the Alexander Empire that spanned three continents. He even dared to go on an expedition to India in that era...

This is the power of military formations. This is not the East Asian monster room where everyone knows a little about military formations. In Europe of this era, there is no solution to military formations!

As for cutting off the enemy's retreat, there was no need for Kelar to do it himself. The Evangelical Knights had already cut off the retreat of the King's army, and their food and weapons had all been cut off. If the enemy could not quickly defeat Kelar and seize enough resources, they would be defeated without a fight.

"This is the first time I've fought such a powerful battle." Kelar said to himself, "Before, the other party always had a big advantage, and I defeated the strong with the weak. Now is it finally my turn to defeat the strange with the normal?"

The grand strategy of military strategists is naturally to defeat the unconventional with the normal. All the unconventional tactics of using the weak to defeat the strong are done out of necessity.

It is just like the famous general Wang Jian who was invincible and made great contributions in conquering the six kingdoms. It was because he always followed the righteous path of military strategy and always led a large army to destroy the enemy in every battle. As long as he did not make fatal mistakes, he would be invincible.

The night passed quickly, and the formal decisive battle soon began, with both sides lined up on the plain.

After lunch, the sun was at its highest point in the sky and the battle was about to begin.

Such a scorching sun is a test of the elite level of the soldiers. Soldiers who are not elite enough will soon show signs of decline. This can be considered an alternative "time" that is more inclined to human harmony.

On Kelar's side, with the help of many lords' guards who served as adjutants, most of the Celtic knights knew the approximate position of the army formation. With these grassroots officers maintaining the army formation, unless the casualty rate reached more than 30%, it might lead to the defeat of their own army.

With a few more years of training and running-in, Kelar is confident that the casualty rate before this major defeat can be reduced to 50% or even 70%.

Fifty thousand men stood there in bright armor, with even the neighing of war horses rarely heard. They moved as a whole, like a moving city wall.

The opposing army had only 30,000 men, including some militiamen transporting grain. They looked at the army in front of them with fear and anxiety. If it were not for the tireless intimidation and threats from the Ansa nobles and lords, they would have dispersed long ago.

The way to control lambs is very simple. It is not to give them a sense of security and dignity and self-confidence supported by force, but to just tell them that there are wolves outside.

The Ansa nobles and lords have always publicized the brutality and bloodthirstiness of the Celtic barbarians, and if they were defeated, the Celts would definitely brutally massacre everyone.

This is also true. After all, there is only one benevolent saint in Britain, Kelar.

It is for this reason that they did not dare to flee. If Kelar had not been involved, this bloody war would have been inevitable. After all, those who did not lay down their arms were not civilians, but enemies who had to be eliminated.

Kelar ordered his troops to maintain their formation and approach slowly, which brought great oppression to the Ansa people on the opposite side. Sure enough, the front row of the opponent began to stir because of fear, but they suppressed their fear and did not take the next step.

And just when they were within a hundred steps, Kelar ordered to stop.

He noticed some novel gadgets, which seemed to be gadgets brought by the Ansa people who crossed the sea from Europe.

Archer.

The famous English longbowmen in later generations can be easily understood by hearing this. The Celts in Britain did not play with bows and arrows. Even if they did, it was only for entertainment of the nobles. The Celtic knights only practiced cavalry warfare and did not have their own exclusive archer units.

In Europe, the military had been updated and iterated for hundreds and thousands of years, especially the nomadic peoples from the East, the "Yellow Peril" and the "Scourge of God". The Hun King Attila, whose army was best at riding and shooting.

The Europeans who were beaten to a bloody pulp by the Huns' cavalry quickly picked out the long-armed archer military tree. Now these people regard archers as a secret weapon to deal with the Celtic cavalry.

The position where Kelar ordered to stop was just outside the archers' shooting range. Unless one was a sharpshooter, it was impossible for him to shoot an arrow at this distance, and even if he did, it would have no power.

Kelar held a blunt sword and rode a pure white horse. The horse was so white and glowing that it seemed to be divine. However, compared with the saint riding on the horse, the horse that exuded divinity seemed insignificant.

"My name is Kelar, I am the steward of King Arthur's court in the Kingdom of Camelot, and I am the commander of the Celtic army this time."

Kelar said: "You may have heard of my name Kelar. As I said, killing is unlucky. I don't want to kill anyone, and I don't want to take anyone's life."

"Now, tell me, what is your choice?"

"Do you want to lay down your weapons and surrender, or become an enemy of me, Kelar?"

"If you are willing to lay down your weapons, swear in my name that anyone who truly wants to surrender will be spared."

Kelar's voice was gentle, but his power was as heavy as a mountain, as strong as the sun, as strong as the ocean, as strong as the earth, but he did not sound like a human.

But at this moment, the sun spoke, the ocean spoke, and the earth spoke—

As long as you are willing to lay down your weapons, you can all live.

These are the words spoken by the Holy Ones who walk in Britain.

Kelar rode his horse, clattering forward, not caring at all that the enemy had tens of thousands of people. He approached the Ansa army while talking. This god-like oppressive force even surpassed the pressure brought to the Ansa by the previous Celtic army's movement.

Some people could not bear the earth-shattering pressure, so they started shooting arrows. One person shooting arrows would naturally attract many nervous people to follow suit. In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired, and the sky was covered for a moment by the flying arrows.

This is the herd mentality of human beings, which is difficult to suppress except by elite soldiers.

Kelar did not make any resistance or defense, but none of the arrows could hit Kelar.

There was not a single arrow stuck in the route he rode on horseback. All the arrows seemed to have consciousness and automatically avoided the route Kelar was walking. Although he was alone, he split the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun into two.

"Mo...Moses divided the sea?"

Someone murmured to himself that this scene was full of mythological legends. The land that Kelar walked on was surrounded by dense arrows, but in the middle, there was a path that was one horse wide and one hundred meters long without a single arrow.

“We witnessed a myth!”

"Lord Kelar, you are indeed a god walking among the earth."

The Celtics couldn't help but feel a little emotional when they saw this scene. If Kelar appeared opposite them, they would not have any desire to resist and would have surrendered directly.

Those who resisted and refused to surrender would most likely be killed, but once they surrendered, Kelar would certainly spare their lives.

Even so, there are still some people among the Angsa who are unwilling to surrender.

Kelar had already crossed the hundred-meter distance on horseback and came in front of all the Ansa soldiers. The distance between the front row was less than three meters, and they could even see each other's body hairs.

"Aren't you willing to surrender?" Kelar asked doubtfully, "Do you have any concerns? Tell me. If they are reasonable, I will find a way to solve them for you."

"Kailar, I have never seen anyone like you." A junior officer of Ansa said boldly, "Even if everyone calls you a saint of benevolence and justice and a knight who does not kill, I still have doubts."

"I don't believe there is such a good person in the world. Even among the righteous people and saints recorded in the Bible, there is no one who can surpass you in character, words and deeds."

"Kelar, you are so noble and so unreal. I can't believe in someone like you or your promises."

"You don't understand me and are suspicious of me. I don't blame you... because you are an uneducated barbarian. My education has not yet been passed on to you. I can understand your doubts."

"Well, I'll explain it in the simplest language, you can understand it this way -"

Kelar stood in front of all the Ansas and said calmly in a matter-of-fact tone: "I, Kelar, am the pinnacle of human biological evolution and the best part of the human species."

“I stand above all mankind and cannot be confused with the mediocre group. I am a witness to the inequality between human beings, societies and nations.”

"I, Kelar, am a supreme moral ideal. I am the embodiment of truth and morality, the creator and possessor of norms and values. I legislate for mankind, and my will and words are the law!"

“I am not a person without desires. Rather, I have a strong desire for absolute creation, and I carry it through with absolute correct principles.”

Kelar's expression was indifferent, and there was no change when he said these words. He finally smiled: "Now, do you understand? What kind of person is Wu Kelar?"

"Now, are you willing to obey my orders, lay down your weapons and surrender?"

"You stubborn Ansa barbarians, do you understand that my teachings and forgiveness are trustworthy?"

"monster……"

Someone murmured quietly, but the sound was so quiet that even they couldn't hear it. Faced with such a twisted dragon, a strong man with a great desire for love and the ability to absolutely carry out his own desires, all they could do was obey.

This is the desire for survival that is rooted in human nature, and it is also the nature possessed by all living things that can survive. Species without the desire to survive simply cannot survive.

"If you want to live, you must obey my orders, lay down your weapons, and tie up the most stubborn noble officer among you and bring him to me."

Kelar naturally ordered the people of Qiongsa, saying: "In this way, I, Kelar, will certainly forgive you, and I will not allow anyone to deprive you of your lives."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 73 You Can’t Lose the Scabbard

After Kelar finished speaking, a few sober people looked at the monster with fear, which was so close yet seemed so far away in the sky. However, most of the rest were driven crazy by fear, and the soldiers who wanted to survive so much launched a large-scale bombing of the camp.

They rushed into the tents of the noble officers and began to attack the nobles. Most of the nobles were tied up by their soldiers before they had a chance to explain. Some idiots were still proud of their own bloodline and scolded the soldiers in a condescending manner.