Looking at the gradually fading back, Artoria lowered her eyes blankly and let go of the sword she held tightly between her waist.

"Really, it's a pretty amazing king." Lancelot walked forward a few steps, pressing one hand on Artoria's shoulder and said with a smile.

Artoria looked up and looked back, looking at the faces of Lancelot and Bedivir, and the loneliness and anxiety in her heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.

"Ah, it is precisely because of this that the powerful knights and soldiers are willing to fight for him to the end? Especially the silver-haired female knight..." Bedevier looked at the distance, and the silver figure outside his blurry sight was so dazzling. Even though she was surrounded by the courageous glory of her holding a silver sword in her hand to kill the enemy, she did not dim at all.

but……

On the battlefield, Shaya's arrival undoubtedly greatly enhanced the morale of the army.

Amid the cheers echoing throughout the mountains, the soldiers rushed to quickly for the king they respected and loyal to, and made a way straight to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, the front that French soldiers could barely maintain was smashed to pieces by the excited Pro Legion. Hundreds of soldiers used their powerful bodies and hard shields to separate the French army from the road, just to make their kings go smoother on the road.........

Puchi! The sharp sword pierced through the throat of the last French guard. The moon-under knight pulled out the sword expressionlessly, staring at the isolated Kurool.

"The shame of the past is forcing us to drink the hatred that we have to cross the other side of the ocean... Don't want to die." The red silk flashed in the eyes of the Knight under the Moon, and Zeng Shengjie's arrogant posture had faded. At this moment, she changed into a hell-like ghost. The long sword ticked with blood, and the long silver hair behind it danced in the air without any sympathy, with only hatred and hatred eyes, which made everyone who looked at him frightened.

"You... Um!" Kuroer was frightened by the appearance of the Moon Under the Knight, and subconsciously wanted to say something. However, he never expected that the Moon Under the Knight had already taken action the moment he spoke.

A fierce uppercut hit Kurool's chest without any fancy blow, and a crackling sound of fracture was heard. Kurool said that he was forced to return to his mouth. A blood fountain spurted out of his mouth and was knocked away by a blow. The larger body of the relatively ordinary person hit the hard ground, and then there was a bang and smoke and dust on the ground were overflowing.

Cough! Cough cough! Kuroer fell to the ground and covered his chest with one hand, coughing violently while bleeding blood in his mouth. The punch just now definitely broke several of his bones, but fortunately his heart was still intact, and the luckless bone was pierced a hole... Of course, maybe this was intentional.

The moon knight stepped out step by step on the exploded land, and the armor on her body made a "crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-

"It is a shame to act as a knight against a person who has no power to resist!" The moon knight pulled out his sword again while walking, then slowly closed his eyes and spoke. "But before being an upright knight, I was the commander of the October Legion of the Pulun King City, a warrior who fought for the honor of the king and the glory of the king city. And you, although you don't know who you are, you should be the commander of this French army army."

Kuroer struggled to stand up from the ground, and as a leader, he must have his own dignity even if he was defeated and died.

"Ha...ha...Kurol...Three Lions and Leopard Print Legion... Commander of the External Legion..." Kuurol inserted his sword into the ground and supported his whole body with his hands. "According to the leader of the Three Lions and Leopard Print Legion, Lord Carol, the commander of the three Lions and Leopard Print Legion...ha."

The moon-under knight's face was gloomy, and this kind of attitude of being unyielding even if he was defeated... If it were someone else, he would have admired him very much. Unfortunately, the other party was the commander of the country he hated and hated the most.

Wow, with one hand raised the silver sword high, the moon knight instantly wanted to slash with one sword.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind Yuexia, and grabbed her arm with a tart sound so that the sword could not fall.

"Who is actually...well!" The person standing behind the Knight of the Moon and stretching out his hand to stop the Moon and continuing to vent his hatred was Xia Ya.

The soldiers around were already in an order at some time, neatly arranged in two rows to form an empty straight road. Xia Ya stood behind Yuexia in a silver robe, her straight sword eyebrows frowned, and a wave of dissatisfied gaze flashed in her sharp eagle eyes. The thick and powerful hands made the moon knight feel a little weak in his heart, and he did not dare to continue looking at Xia Ya... slowly lowered his head.

After slowly letting go of the hand that was holding Yuexia tightly, Xia Ya quickly raised her other hand and then hit Yuexia's head with a heavy chestnut.

Dong! The moon knight covered his head in pain, and the sword in his hand unconsciously let go.

"Um...wang, why?" Yuexia looked at Xia Ya with a puzzled expression.

Xia Ya shook her head and gently pressed her finger on Yuexia's forehead. To be honest, this was the first time Xia Ya saw the moon knight like this. She looked like the usual silver-haired goddess who was proud and reserved, but was extremely holy and radiant. She was extremely fascinated and longed by the entire October Legion. "The moon... was fascinated by hatred and hatred, and could not continue to keep up with my footsteps."

………………………………………

After a long silence, Yuexia picked up the fallen sword from the ground and took it back into the scabbard.

Although Yuexia did not respond positively to Xia Ya, this action means that Yuexia has returned to normal thinking and calmed down.

"Ha, this is... the moon knight I trust and rely on the most, Yanya." Xia said with a smile.

Facing Xia Ya's smile, Yanya turned her head awkwardly and ignored Xia Ya. She gently rubbed the pain on her head with her bloody fingers. Yanya, who had a hint of blushing expression on her face, probably wouldn't make such a mistake again in recent times.

Next……

Chara turned his attention to the defeated general on the ground, commanding the French army, Kurol.

"So let's talk, a vulnerable speech in front of my Pulun army..."

Kurol chuckled when he heard this obviously sarcastic tone.

Xia Ya's face became darker. To be honest, he almost hated the Dharma Will Empire, but he had not yet reached the point where the Holy Spear and the Moonlight would lose basic judgment.

"What's so funny?! A mere defeated player, shameless reflection, still smiled in front of the winner. Even if he is shameless, he will give me a limit! French guy!"

Dong, Xia Ya kicked Kuroer down with a kick, and looked like he would chop him up at any time.

This move immediately made the soldiers around him unable to help but want to cover their faces with their hands. The person who had just scolded the person who stopped his knight from doing the action, but now he actually got on... Is this thing that Kurool's face was too ridiculous? Or is this king just kicked him up a few times to stop others from killing him first?

Kurol fell to the ground not only not restrained his smile, but instead smiled even stronger on his face.

"Ahem! Cough... Haha! It's true... I'm a mere defeated general who can't enter the arrogant King Prun's eyes. But then... you got something wrong from the beginning."

Xia Ya frowned slightly, and there seemed to be some secret hidden in the other person's words.

"Our army is indeed defeated by you. It is also true that our foreign legion is not an opponent of the Prun Legion in the world of fame. But no matter what... our army's delay mission has been completed." Kurool looked at Xia Ya with a mocking expression, and then said slowly.

Xia Ya's eyes shrank slightly, and when he heard the delay, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

The moon knight also changed his face, and he turned his head and looked at Kurool without blinking.

"What do you mean?!"

Kurore's aura was already very weak. Those who could withstand the anger of the Knight under the Moon and still survived to this day are very strong by the standards of ordinary humans. "The commander-in-chief... has already bypassed here and sent straight... soldiers... to attack your command center in England! As long as London is destroyed, those nobles... will all die in the war, and the British Legion that has lost command are not... Wow!!"

Blood suddenly appeared, and before Kuroer finished speaking, his head was cut off by Xia Ya, whose face changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, the French army's original formation refused to compete with its strong army, but instead relied on abandoned cannon fodder to block the footsteps of others. Make full use of the gap in time to march quickly and rush to London, the capital of England, regardless of everything!

Indeed, as long as London is broken and all the nobles in the city are killed, the empire will not take action. The British Empire will automatically disintegrate from the inside, and the British Legion that has lost its mind will fall into the whirlpool of warlords. The nobles of all races, especially Ireland and Scotland, which are still bullied by England, will never let go of this great opportunity for rise.

Although the ethnic groups on the islands will unite when the British Isles are invaded, it is a rule that can only exist when the "interest point" is reached together or "balance". Once this "interest point" exceeds the scope of all ethnic groups' endurance........................ Civil war will break out again!

"King! They don't have enough supplies, and they don't know that our thousands of cavalry can intercept them quickly!" said the moon knight.

But Xia Ya smiled bitterly and turned her head to look down at the moon.

"Supply? That kind of thing is their supply station! Whether it is tribe, livestock, villages, or towns without troops! From the place where Ireland and England, it only takes a week to march quickly to London. When have you ever seen the invaders jingling? "Chaya said hatefully, holding his sword tightly.

Unexpectedly, the enemy leader was so cruel that he abandoned tens of thousands of soldiers just for a quick battle and quick execution... This person is definitely not something that ordinary people can do!

"Using cavalry to catch up with the entangled home team, and then whip the horses and whip the follow-up troops overnight should still be able to move..." Yuexia said.

"………There are follow-up legions on the sea. Moreover, the fleets of Spain and Portugal that appeared in the waters near Dublin recently will not allow us to easily abandon our main position and go to London." Chara's face was a little gloomy. This was the first time that he felt at a loss.

The commander of the Three Lions and Leopard Print Legion seemed to have calculated every step of the Plun Legion. Not only did it take advantage of its maritime advantages and the threat of the fleets of the two principalities, it would have to jump even if it knew there was a pit. If the Plun army chased after it desperately, then the empty coastline would inevitably be invaded by the French army's subsequent legions. Although Spain and Portugal did not dare to openly declare war with the Plun Royal City, it would be difficult to hinder Plun sea transportation and trade, and even secretly attacked behind the scenes.

The Pulun family was alone and could not speak out. Faced with hundreds of thousands of invading troops, only 10,000 armies were powerful, but they were unable to do anything.

At this time, Xia Ya suddenly realized that perhaps she had thought it was too simple from the beginning. She thought that any enemy would kill her own stumbling block that hindered the invasion first, but she did not expect that someone would be so scheming and ruthless, sacrificing only 10,000 soldiers to make the entire British Isles fall into chaos. At that time, the British Legion loses command, and at the same time, the French reinforcements forcefully board the various British ports...

Dong! Xia Ya punched the ground hard.

"Damn it! Can't I stop it from my own power? Once Britain is overthrown, it will be too late to repeat the mistake of being buried in the sea of ​​fire in the sea of ​​fire in Dublin..." At this moment, when Xia Ya thinks of the scene of the Burning City of Pulun burning in the raging fire that day, a feeling of palpitations surges into his heart.

"Wang..." This was the first time Yuexia saw Xia Ya showing this expression, and he patted Xia Ya on the shoulder worriedly.

"…The hellish Dharma Will Empire! It's so despicable!"

Xia Ya shook her nose hard, and then continued, "Okay, let you see it. Dublin, who gave up defense and development, is so terrifying that it is to use all his strength to develop military power!"

After saying that, Xia Ya immediately turned on her horse.
Chapter completed!