Lost Narrative Poetry

The sun rises above the horizon, as usual, seemingly never to change.

Indeed, it will not change. After all, it has existed and operated stably for billions of years. It will probably continue to exist stably in this state for the next hundreds of millions of years.

Compared with this great celestial body that does not seem to undergo any changes, human beings who live and die like earthly insects are probably the least qualified to say that they are "unchanged".

There has not been a long time since the Battle of Camlan, or not even half a month has passed. However, during this period, the land of Britain was already turbulent...

After all, this was originally an island, not that big in area, and in this era, it could be said to be the last romantic era of this planet, the twilight period when the island still retains mysteries, magic, fairies, and sanctuaries.

Magic is not completely hidden like in later generations, this can be seen from Merlin's reputation.

Just as most of the legends of the Knights of the Round Table also come from this period, at this time, the use of certain mysteries may be more advanced than the technology of later generations, so the relevant information quickly spread throughout the British Islands and surrounding areas. of countries.

King Arthur has died in battle, and Bedivere, as the last knight, witnesses the king's final moments.

After receiving the letter asking for help written by Gawain before his death, Lancelot came with his army from afar to support the Knight King in quelling the rebellion. In the end, it was too late. When he arrived at Camlan, only The withering bloody battlefield.

The legend of King Arthur has ended, and the kingdom has fallen apart. The knight left Britain in despair and spent the rest of his life in regret.

——News like these were spread one by one.

So in just an instant, despair, sorrow, and fear have filled every inch of the country. Blood and fire began to spread everywhere, and smoke was everywhere.

Under the rule of King Arthur, the country that could only wait for destruction found a moment of peace.

But now, the peace maintained by the absolute hero and the absolute king has been torn apart, and the ended war has started again. However, this time, there will no longer be a king who suppresses the troubled times to protect them.

——But isn’t that natural?

Because they resented the overly correct king, they felt that the never-ending wars, the barren land, and the years of murderous crimes were all caused by the ruthless king's endless desires, and they finally couldn't bear it any longer.

Therefore, the princes, clans, and lower-level people's soldiers who were pursuing their own interests all agreed with Mordred's rebellion plan when King Arthur went on an expedition to Rome not long ago, and they all integrated together.

Prepare to destroy the exhausted king in one fell swoop when he returns.

King Arthur's last battle, the twilight battlefield where chivalry fades.

Countless tombstones of corpses whose flames of life were cut off, the Battle of Kamlan, happened less than half a month ago.

So...it's all over.

The kingdom collapsed, and order was completely lost. The turmoil summoned war and enemies. The Saxons crossed the ocean as quickly as possible and rushed towards the island. They were beaten, defeated, and swept away. They swore I will never set foot on British soil again.

But after King Arthur died, they immediately tore up the treaty and oath they had made not long ago, and launched another brazen invasion.

The ferocity and unstoppable momentum of the Saxons made the people of Britain feel fear, stunned and at a loss what to do. They were transported back to more than ten years ago in a trance, when they were forced to survive by this group of foreign bandits and had almost no place to stand. when.

After King Arthur came to power, he continued to beat the Saxons, winning consecutive battles, and finally drove out these bandits. But no one knows how long and hard it took her to achieve such an achievement and calm down the unrest from the Saxons.

But the people in Britain all felt that it was the king's fault. It was all because the king launched wars again and again... Years of ferocity would continue. Too many people were sacrificed, and they were determined to expel the aliens. For what.

When someone has selfish motives, criticism will appear, and the king will only be treated with injustice and incomprehension. Although it is said that the more criticism, the more stable people's lives will be, but conversely, it also means that the more stable people's lives will be, the more they will criticize.

After all, it’s easy to understand. If Xunyou was in danger and everyone was fighting for survival, how could they think so much? It is only after things gradually settle down that all sorts of strange yin and yang auras appear, and there is a countercurrent to restoration, and it feels like something is not right.

The people of Britain felt that they and others had completely lost their patience, so they joined the rebels and launched a rebellion in order to eradicate King Arthur and overthrow her ruthless rule.

They firmly believe this is the right choice!

But why, why is this happening? It's obvious that the king is no longer here, it's obvious that they personally overthrew the king's rule, and it's obvious that they paid a huge price for it... The war should have ended here!

Shouldn’t the next step be to cultivate peace and recuperate? Why did the Saxons come over again immediately? Why did they initiate the war?

But before their extremely intelligent heads could figure out what was going on, the butcher knives of the crazy bandits had already struck the British people's necks.

Even resisting is almost impossible——

Because whether it was the king who once owned the Holy Sword, or the heroic knight who transcended human beings, or even the well-trained grassroots soldiers, they were all consumed by the civil war launched by the British people who abandoned their martial arts in order to truly embrace peace. .

They could only watch helplessly as the bandits raised their butcher knives, killed and looted wantonly, and burned down the villages and towns where they lived. If they were lucky, they might become slaves, survive, and earn a living...

Countless people were wailing, eager for an upright knight and ideal king to come out to support the generals of Great Xia and save their fate at this time.

——It’s like the worst joke.

However, in this case, there will always be an upright and just knight who will come forward. Although Artoria can't stand it anymore, this time, she no longer hides her gender, but uses the female gender as a female. The knight's identity stepped onto this stage with dignity and dignity.

That's fine, as long as he doesn't appear as the former "King Arthur", there won't be any problem.

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In a village where blood and fire intertwined, corpses fell on the ground, including those of the villagers and the bandits.

Many houses had collapsed and were burning in the flames. Fires shot into the sky. The surviving villagers gathered together and let out low cries and whimpering. Some people rushed up to face the corpse of the robber on the ground out of control. Crazy whipping corpse.

Or they try their best to move the body of their loved one to the side, kneel beside it frantically, and beg the body for a response incoherently. They cannot rationally accept the death of their loved one.

——The atmosphere is quite heavy.

Her hair shimmered like gold sand under the sun. The knight girl in casual clothes also had an angry expression, and even the arm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

After all, she is no longer a king, she no longer needs to suppress her emotions, and her joy and anger are invisible.

She cannot save everyone, she has always known this, but even so, every time she sees such a scene, sees villages being burned, and innocent people being killed wantonly, she still feels unable to accept it.

In particular, this group of thugs who burned, killed and looted were not even robbers from a foreign nation at all, but the British themselves, which made her feel even more furious. Why do such scum always exist?

Of course, she was merciless in punishing them. No matter how the bandits begged for mercy, they would all be killed with one sword. She had no intention of killing them, but she would never show any mercy.

"The village has been burned down, where are you going next?"

Trying to calm down, she looked at a villager not far away. He was the oldest among the people present, and he must be able to speak and make decisions.

Arturia has done things like burning down villages before, but that was a tactic that had to be chosen during the war. Clearing the country with strong walls is not a rare thing in the history of war. After all, if they don't do this, they will just stay. It left a breakthrough for the barbarians and a place for burning, killing, looting, venting revenge or squeezing supplies and food.

But precisely because of such an experience, the girl understood that these people must be properly accommodated, otherwise, they would not be able to survive. Suddenly encountering such a catastrophe, they had no energy left to rebuild the village or reclaim the land.

There is too little time. It is impossible to grow food again within this year. They will all starve to death.

"Where to go..."

The villager repeated this sentence blankly, subconsciously looking at the female knight in front of him, but his eyes were empty and blank, and he did not really answer the question.

Maybe he doesn't know the answer. The entire island is already in such a state of collapse and chaos, where else can we escape? I originally thought that by overthrowing the king, I would be able to achieve true peace, but I never expected that complete destruction would come.

Britain has no future.

"If you have nowhere to go, you can follow me. I can provide you with a land where you can live peacefully..." Arturia sighed and said this seriously, but her tone was inexplicably guilty.

She really can't do this kind of thing——

It was obviously not her who pushed for the destruction, but when she saw this kind of chaos and strife, she always felt that it was her fault; she was clearly giving these people a new way out, but she always felt as if she had destroyed the village and then deceived them. Same everywhere else.

Even the magician couldn't stand it. He said this a few days ago:

"If you can't change your mentality and always think that you have unlimited responsibilities and obligations to them, you will be betrayed by them again sooner or later."

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On the empty plain before.

The prototype of a town is almost being built. The magician is very fast and very particular about efficiency. With the help of his magic and summons, everything is on track as quickly as possible.

Arturia traveled around, eradicating the robbers and thugs she encountered, and on the way, she rescued people in villages and towns that were destroyed by blood and fire. Maybe she only saved a dozen people this time, but she could save them next time. Saved hundreds and dozens of people.

These people were arranged to move here, and then they were immediately assigned corresponding jobs.

The able-bodied men were required to cultivate land, cut and carry wood, build houses, dig drainage ditches and other physical work; the women were assigned to cook, mend clothes, feed livestock and other tasks.

Even children are assigned to do some work within their capabilities. In future generations, they will probably be criticized madly by human rights organizations.

But in this era of turmoil, collapse and chaos, nothing can be more reassuring than this.

Arturia originally wanted to convince people with virtue and reason. She wanted to give a good speech to these people, make golden words, and guarantee what kind of life she would bring to them and what kind of reconstruction they would build. order.

But she was stopped by Xia Ran. The magician told her that she didn't need to do such superfluous things at all. She just needed to directly set the rules and make good work arrangements. As long as it could make them see hope, it would be better than all the false and empty claims. Your speeches need to be more convincing.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. After witnessing the chaos and turmoil of the entire island, the people who came here quickly accepted the new environment and began to spontaneously respect the rules, order and authority here.

After all, compared to the terrible situation outside where bandits are rampant and blood and fire are everywhere, this newly built town is like an isolated paradise.

All aspects of the rules show that no matter who the manager of this place is, he is determined to rectify the order that belongs to him and does not allow others to destroy it. This is reassuring enough. In troubled times, what can be more reassuring than this? ?

The targeted work arrangements for everyone also greatly calmed the people's emotions, making them feel that they were valuable and would not be easily abandoned. In addition, the busy work not only enriched their bodies and minds, but also made them There was no time to think.

In this way, certain accidents will be prevented to the greatest extent, and after they get used to it, they will completely integrate into it.

In addition, the miraculous magic and sufficient supply of materials made them feel fully protected. Naturally, they quickly recognized the order of the place and put Xia Ran's arrangements on the right track.

The people were determined to rebuild their own homes and others, so with the enthusiasm that burst out spontaneously, the prototype of the town was naturally quickly built, with buildings rising from the ground one after another, spacious and flat areas The roads were like ditches on the side of the road, each day adding more distance than the previous day.

Tall sentry towers were erected around the plain, and militiamen patrolled and monitored every day...

Although it was still very crude, it took less than ten days to achieve such results. This speed was already frighteningly fast in the fifth century AD, and it gave everyone hope.

Especially since they built the prototype of the town brick by brick with their own hands, it feels even more heavy and heavy.

This is their new home, no matter what happens, many people have secretly made up their minds. If any bandits come to attack again, they will risk their lives to fight those bastards!

This is also a process of belonging.

On the peaks adjacent to the plain, a majestic tower is standing, almost "growing" every day at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made the people in awe, and at the same time, they also felt more secure. A powerful magician settled next to the town. There is nothing better than this...