My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 267 Cruel War

Chapter 267 Cruel War

ps: 2:30 at night, only I update ...

ps1: I went to Zhuhai Girl Shake Store with my friends. To be honest, the minimum consumption is 25 yuan per person, and 25 yuan for a cup of coffee is not worth it. ... especially Nima green tea pudding also put cream and strawberry jam for Lao Tzu ... bastard, apologize to me! Apologies to the puddings around the world! Two people, two cups of coffee and two desserts 97 ... Although they are not unacceptable, they are not so unpalatable! Asshole!

ps2: Creeping update.

ps3: Two videos from station b are recommended: both are ted, one is how foreigners understand the rise of China, and one is a game of world peace, which is very shocking and moving. Before you watch, remember to block the 2 subtitles first. Too many disputes are better to understand.

The Romanian Central Army camps in the wild. Where can Kailar be better?

Except for the first soldier and the second craftsman, the fleet traveled back and forth many times, bringing tools or weapons, but these things were used to build the city walls and pull in the wood and stone from the outside. As for the inside What it really looks like-it's really bare.

It is very ugly to say that at night they actually had to hit the tent like the Romanian Central Army outside!

Although they were full of grievances, the six Knights of the Round Table entered their respective tents. Of course, they had the privilege of being Knights of the Round Table. One person and one tent, but the other soldiers were not so good. Six people squeezed one The tent had to pray that it wasn't snoring too much in this tent, the feet smelled strong, and the taste was uncomfortable ...

Well, we wo n’t talk about these tragic and vomiting things. Kailar wrote some records in his tent, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, but very devoted. He has arranged five hundred people to guard the middle of the night. In the middle of the night, the remaining 500 people will rotate.

It was just the trivial sound of the tent curtain that awakened Kailar, who was writing and drawing on white paper.

"Bedwell." Where there is light, Kailar can know what light has explored. Seriously, after confronting Melin today, he only realized to what extent his magical attainments had reached. After having confidence, it was natural. It was a much harder practice, so when Bedwell came in, he noticed each other.

Kylar's question opened up the heart-wrenching Bediwell's mouth, but only sent a meaningless monosyllable to make Kylar smile.

This Bediwell has a disability and has only a left hand, but she is the only woman among the Knights of the Round Table. Kairal likes her very much. She has become a round table above all the knights after giving men thousands of times of effort. The Cavaliers, on the contrary, were greatly loved by Altaria and Kailar, because of her female identity. For her, she saw her childhood dream in Bedwell: To be a female knight Work hard.

Kailar is simply a person who likes to work harder and keep absorbing learning. The so-called live to learn and learn old, even in Cavaliers College, Bedwell is also a harder person, not like Beowulf , A Zhang Fei-style reckless man.

Therefore, Bediwell has always been the guard of Altria, even if it is not famous, but it is highly valued by the royal family.

"Bedwell?" Kaylar asked again, softly in his voice, without paying attention to the other's rudeness.

"Sorry, Your Royal Highness." Bedwell is a knight who is as rigid and obedient as Altria. Of course, Altolia, who is now slightly softened by Keral, has begun to learn how to work. Then he stubbornly executed the six knights formulated by Kailar and King Uther: "I care very much about Your Majesty, who is going to sleep in the countryside, is it all right?" The person in her mouth meant Aalto There was no one serving her around Lia.

"So, that, that ... is definitely not too proud and proud of yourself ..." In the smiling eyes of Kailar, Bediwell explained blushingly, "On the bottom, I just felt my Majesty in I ca n’t cook a fire in the wilderness, and I ’m very disturbed. ”

"Haha." Kailar smiled not only from Bedwell's expression: "Bedwell, don't worry, Altria is very good over there, do you know why you are here?"

"?" Bedwell was puzzled.

If Kaelal ’s guards are big swords, then Altoria ’s guards are the Knights of the Round Table led by Bedwell, but she ’s almost always followed Altoria as the captain of the guards. There is no complaint beside her.

But this battle suddenly moved her away from my king, which surprised her, especially after knowing that my king's task was to lead the knights to attack the enemy and destroy the enemy, she was even more disturbed.

Is my king eating well? Can those clumsy knights get their tents ready? Does my king sleep well? Is my king stable?

All sorts of anxiety rushed, making Bediwell entangled for half a night, but decided to come to Kaylar's tent and vomit his worries to His Highness Kayal, so that Master Kaylar, who is smart, can spit out his worries. Think of a way.

Of course, in her mind, Kailar was more considerate than her.

But his answer was close to cold.

He smiled, his face staring at himself: "Bedwell, you need to remember a word."

She was confused.

"The king can dominate the people, but not the country." He said coldly, smiling, but she was puzzled, does the king represent the whole country?

"Well, go on, Bedwell, there will be a big battle tomorrow. Let's get better and better." When Kaelal said that she could only salute and step back.

"The king ... is above the country, a tyrant." Kaylar murmured softly, the tent curtain swaying in the breeze, his murmur disappearing in the wind inexplicably.

In the forest less than two hundred kilometers away from the castle, the knight king watched his most elite round table knights sitting on the icy Maza and feeding their war horses. These two-meter-high war horses were quite spiritual. Knowing that this was a moment before the war, Just chewing hay mixed with soy beans.

In fact, these war horses themselves are given a meal of wheat wine mixed with dry grain soy beans before going to the battlefield. This can make them more powerful and lasting after being drunk. They will not stop running even if injured, except-death. !!

But the horses are even more sensitive in their sense of smell. They are already familiar with the taste of the battlefield. Although there is no condition to say anything else, they can acutely detect the war that is coming tomorrow.

Even without a horse mule and a wooden stick, they are silent. Occasionally a snout is swallowed up by the dense forest. The owl with a cooing noise can make everyone sleepless, but it also allows the battle-hardened soldiers to listen. Ringtones sleep peacefully.

"Mother." A knight wrapped in red armor stepped forward and said to Altria, "How much to eat."

"Moldred." She came back from her meditation, because they were afraid of hitting the grass and scaring the snake, and they didn't make a fire. Even if the moonlight leaked a little, it just looked like the outline, but the voice was easy to recognize.

She handed over the dry food in her hand. Although the dry food made from soybeans and wheat mixed with salt and alkali was not good, it was enough to hunger when eaten with water.

"No." Altaria patted the other's palm gently, saying softly, but her attitude was very soft, but she felt that these things were too unpalatable. Since she can not do so for dozens of days, Eat something, and make up for it in ten days, naturally do not care about the food these days.

"Mother." Mordred felt Altria was a little nervous before the war, or she felt arrogant, but she didn't know how to describe it. As a humanoid, although Merlin used Alchemy to accelerate her growth, but She was cured long ago under Kailar's light magic, but Kailar stopped her growth mechanism because of her age, only to send her to the military academy to learn.

But in other words, she knew almost nothing about human affairs except military affairs, so she was just anxious and didn't know how to express it.

"It's okay, Modred." Altria warmly reassured, "I'm just looking forward to tomorrow's war and capturing Merlin. Dear Modred, don't worry about me. "She laughed, looking mild and gentle.

"Yes, Your Majesty." At this time, Mordred willingly called her Majesty, not her mother.

She retreated with excitement, not because she was excited for tomorrow's battle, but because of Wang's attitude towards herself.

She has always known that as a king, Altolia, who is very strict with herself, treats such an artificial person as herself-although her and Kaylar's blood is not colored, today she is sent to assist Alto When Liya, you can imagine her surprise.

Thank you, Father.

Mordred thanked him heartily.

At about half past five in the morning, when the genius just dawned, almost everyone was ready to wait for the war.

It's not just the knights who got up early, the infantry in the Red Leaf Ridge, the soldiers in Romania. They are all ready for a big war.

Maybe for the world in the center of the continent, the war of tens of thousands of people is just a small battle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But for everyone, this is probably the last war in their lifetime, This is the Great War for the soldiers!

The city gate was opened, and the Romanian soldiers watched in silence the Carmelo soldiers that were slowly pouring out of the city.

Yesterday they did not meet with each other, but these immature fighters seemed to have defeated them. They sneered and clenched their short swords in their hearts. Romanian soldiers wanted the other party to know the essence of the war.

But not all Carmelo fighters have left the city. On the head of the city, more than 2,000 soldiers with long crossbows appeared.

They stood high, and the crossbow in their hands also aimed with a groove, and they could easily cross the opponent's 300 meters and hit the opponent. To be honest, the power of science and technology is here!

This is not a good choice if the other party wants to rush forward and fight against the Carmelo fighters!

But the Romanian soldiers, who have been mad by yesterday ’s defense, have strange confidence in their shield wall. They don't care about each other's crossbow. They just want to drink blood!