A foreigner's journey

The defending general of the Yoda Empire Army is the famous "Big Mountain" Roswaal. This man leads the Yoda Empire Army's heavy cavalry regiment, the "Black Mountain Lance and Shield Knights", and uses a large shield and a spear to control a heavily armored war horse. Famous for his sturdy posture. Because of its impregnable defensive power, the Emperor of the Yoda Empire gave it the title of 'Big Mountain'.

But at this moment, right here, he truly saw what a true 'mountain-like' defense was.

Even the most ferocious artillery in human civilization could not do anything to the huge buckler of the purple-armored knight.

Is that shield a rare treasure? Perhaps, what frightened Dashan Roswaal even more was the arm strength of the purple-armored swordsman. Being able to hold a large shield and withstand artillery fire without moving at all, what a terrifying power this is!

In the heart of Roswaal the Mountain, Galahad was even more threatening than the two burly knights who smashed through the thick city gate with heavy weapons.

Under the double attack of fear and anger, Roswaal yelled: "Where are the mercenaries? Let them come and kill these monster knights! No matter who it is, as long as they can kill one of the knights, they will be rewarded with 50 gold coins!"

The Yoda Imperial Army was able to hold on to the fortress for so long not only because of their artillery and heavy armored cavalry, but also because there were helpers in the fortress - a total of more than 400 mercenaries.

[Bloodhammer Chapter] is a very famous and powerful organization in the mercenary world. Although it doesn't matter who the mercenary employer is, the Bloodhammer Chapter is a long-term partner of the Yoda Empire. Many big countries will hire certain mercenary groups for a long time. These mercenaries are more like supernumerary corps of big countries, but they do not have a formal royal army organization and name.

After hearing the order from General Roswaal, the burly man standing inside the fortress, covered in heavy red armor, lifted up his visor, spat on the ground, and muttered angrily: "Do you think of me now?"

Bloodhammer Brad, the leader of the Bloodhammer Chapter, used his heavy hammer to kill at least thirty enemy soldiers in a siege. The heavy hammer full of spikes was stained with blood and residual limbs. Red, he also got this name.

"Boys! It's time to get to work!" He put down his visor, raised the spiked hammer that was deliberately painted blood red, and shouted, and there were noisy howling sounds behind him.

At the gate of the city, the Knights of the Round Table dismounted one after another, and under the cover of Galahad holding a round shield, they approached the interior of the fortress.

No amount of artillery bombardment can break through Galahad's defense. His shield is the Noble Phantasm of SABER Galahad ALTER obtained from the Holy Grail World [Tireless Glory as My Enemy] (Around Round Shield) , even the Dragon-man-turned-Heise's Zhenlong Heretic and Karna's city-defense Noble Phantasm can bounce back, not to mention mere artillery.

Just for the sake of the 'performance' required by Heather, they suppressed their power to a low level and tried their best to not exceed the understanding of mortals.

After advancing dozens of meters, as soon as they entered the attack range, the Knights of the Round Table jumped out from behind Galahad, waving their weapons to destroy the artillery array, and all the heavy artillerymen who had not had time to escape were also killed.

Galahad waved a huge shield that was taller than a man and smashed the heavy bronze cannon in front of him, denting it and sinking it deeply into the ground. Without looking back, he said: "Go to the general who defended the city. If you kill him, the defenders will Morale will collapse.”

"You are still so serious, Lord Galahad." Percival, holding the spiral gun, laughed and jumped to the tower several meters high.

At this time, shouts of death and the sound of galloping horses came from the distance inside the dusty fortress.

A group of fifty people, riding heavily armored horses and holding spears and swords, appeared at the end of the road, aiming directly at the Knights of the Round Table.

The leader was Blood Hammer Brad. He laughed wildly and waved the blood-red spiked hammer in his hand, shouting: "The boy with the shield belongs to me! You divide the rest among yourselves!"

"Yah!" The cavalry behind them laughed loudly.

"Do you want me to come?" Percival's voice came from the tower.

Gaharad shook his head and prepared to go on his own.

Suddenly, a big hand covered in dark blue ferocious armor pressed Galahad's shoulder. Lancelot, whose whole body was completely covered in armor, didn't even hold his two-handed giant sword in his hand, and just pointed towards the team with bare hands. The cavalryman walked closer and closer and said in a deep voice: "Leave it to me."

Seeing Lancelot appear, all the round tables stopped their movements.

What is this guy going to do? Suicide? On the other side of the hill, the situation inside could be seen through the city gate. The white dog Garda stuck his head and looked in desperately. At this time, he no longer remembered the victory or defeat of the war. He was like a fan who met his idol and couldn't bear to see such a brave knight die due to carelessness.

Blood Hammer Brad was stunned for a moment when he saw Lancelot's move, and then laughed wildly. In his opinion, this boy in exquisite armor had been frightened by the cavalry charge on his side, so he might as well just take off his head first and earn fifty gold coins!

Brad's arm strength was astonishing, and he swung the huge spiked hammer with one hand, making a roaring sound. With the powerful impact of the charge of the war horse, he used all his strength to blast the war hammer towards Lancelot's head! If it were smashed hard, I'm afraid even the rock would be smashed into pieces, right?

Just when the war hammer was about to hit Lancelot, the attack and defense switched.

Lancelot suddenly turned to the side at an exaggerated angle, avoiding the impact of the hammer while holding the handle of the hammer with his backhand. This blood-red spiked warhammer, which was notorious among mercenaries, immediately changed hands and was seized by Lancelot. Then Lancelot turned around and grabbed the reins of the war horse with his other hand, and just pulled it lightly. Taking himself into the air, the warhammer drew a blood-red trajectory in the air and hit its former owner's head cleanly.

Blood Hammer Brad's entire upper body was immediately shattered by the violent impact, and the bone fragments even turned into bullets and struck toward the side and rear, knocking several knights behind him so hard that they fell from their horses with a groan.

Astride the horse that had lost its owner, Lancelot charged towards the torrent of cavalry, one man at a time.

Every blow he makes will take away at least one life. Even if there is a weapon stabbed at him, he will take it away one step ahead and turn it into his own weapon to kill the former owner. Stabbing swords, long swords, giant swords, sabers, spears, halberds, giant hammers, bolas, shields, lances... There is no weapon that Lancelot can't use, and every weapon will become handy in his hands. .

Even though he was not carrying a weapon, all the weapons on this battlefield were at his disposal.

[A knight never dies with his bare hands], Lancelot performed a textbook-like teaching lesson on the application of all weapons for everyone.

"I am honored to introduce you to you. This is the leader of the [Fire Sword], the chief of all the Knights of the Round Table——"

Heather's voice rang in the ears of the stunned white dog Garda:

"[Knight of the Lake], Lancelot."

Thanks for the 500 starting coins for three meals a day