Mystery Makes Me Strong

It's easy to be peaceful at ordinary times, but it's only in times of crisis that you can show your true feelings.

Everyone was very shocked and very happy.

The big knight saw through Lancelot's tricks at a glance, and he cursed: "Lancelot, you lowly shoemaker's bastard, you will never learn what knightly loyalty is!"

"You rubbish, you are only worthy of being eaten by the lowest goblin in the demon tide!"

"Do you think you can become a king by attracting these poor ghosts who have acquired the power of demons? It's ridiculous, the Allied Forces of the Six Nations have already set off, and half a million troops are marching towards the border. You will soon be crushed to death like a cockroach !"

Lancelot was furious. Although he had been abandoned these days, he basically spent it in praise. Except for his father, he had never heard anyone insult him like this face to face!

The reason why the aggressive method is often effective is because the stimulation of people of the same class is too powerful.

Isn't half a lifetime of hard work just to pretend to be aggressive in front of people of the same level?

In the end, he was insulted by the other party, how could he bear it?

He flattered his horse and went out, but the captain of the guard quickly grabbed the reins and stopped halfway.

"Look, our Grand Duke is so brave and loves his soldiers so much, he wants to charge himself!" The servants around him took the opportunity to announce.

"Kill!" The soldiers behind him were encouraged.

"The infantry move forward, dismantle the trap, the cavalry go around to the sides, ready to attack, other warriors, follow me, and besiege the opponent's great knight himself!" Lancelot quickly regained consciousness and issued an accurate order.

Everyone quickly and methodically carried out his order.

Seeing this, the big knight had no choice but to retreat.

The opponent is not provoked, his troops are only hastily assembled, and he cannot fight against Lancelot, who is well-trained and has sharp knives as the main force.

With this retreat, the card players in the castle also rushed out.

Only then did they understand that if they wanted to persevere in the muddy battle, they could only rely on this former Lord Knight.

Their knowledge is only enough for them to rush into noble manors, kill the original owners like thieves, and seize their property.

If the other party brings a stronger force than them, they can only be helpless.

But Lancelot has a way to gather more power to drive the opponent away.

"We can only be invincible if we unite into one fist!" He urged among the more than one hundred newly recruited card players, never mentioning their stupid behavior.

It's a pity that there are still more than a dozen people who escaped while taking advantage of the chaos on the battlefield, whether because of shame or other ideas.

It is a good thing that the dozens of people who were rescued became his staunch supporters.

Afterwards, Lancelot continued to rescue the scattered card players who were besieged by the reacting noble coalition forces.

Although the rescue was somewhat delayed, hundreds of people were completely killed.

But this also greatly enhanced the sense of crisis of the poker players, allowing them to cling firmly to themselves.

This made them realize that only a few hundred people are not enough to fight against the noble army.

The opponent was in the rear and didn't mobilize for a while, so they were caught off guard by their fearless style of play and their weird abilities.

Once they react, the opponent's number and military strength can overwhelm them.

As for whether Lancelot did this on purpose, he would never tell anyone.

Noble games have always been like this.

Doing is one thing, saying is another.

When the final assembly was completed, only 5,422 of the 7,000 card players gathered.

Some were killed, some fled, and some made a fortune and secretly went outside with their belongings to live a good life alone.

However, Lancelot was not depressed. After all these troubles, people's hearts began to come together.

At this time, the army formed by the six kingdoms had already crossed the border of the Kingdom of Rotes.

Fortunately, an earl loyal to the kingdom resisted with his life, delaying them for five days.

It can only be said that not all nobles play games just for profit, and there are a few who are really fooled and become the mainstay.

Just as Lancelot took the opportunity to prepare his army for war, his father, the newly appointed earl, came to him.

"The coalition asked me to bring you a sentence."

"What words?"

"As long as you bring those card players into the trap, they will make you the king of the Kingdom of Lotos, and our family will become the royal family of Lancelot."

"Father, you won't believe the lies of these nobles, will you?"

"Nonsense, if I believed them, I wouldn't come here to tell you in person, but invite you to my territory and arrest you." Lancelot's father, who was a shoemaker, had a cunning look in his eyes. Light.

As a leather shoemaker, he has seen too much strife and intrigue among the nobles. Lying is commonplace for them, and it is easier than drinking water.

"In this case, what shall we do?" Lancelot was relieved.

It is not uncommon for fathers and sons to kill each other among the nobles, but he is a person who has received God's favor after all, and he doesn't know God's attitude towards such things, so he can do it or not.

"I will pretend to agree to them and let them set traps. When they are paralyzed, they will not rush into the army, but will patiently set traps. This will give you the most precious training time." The new earl said cunningly .

Lancelot nodded. His father didn't give him any elaborate schemes, such complicated operations as scheming, but gave him the most precious thing - time.

Yes, my father could tell right away that what a poker player needs most is time to upgrade.

Those poor ghosts, once they get rich, they start greedy for pleasure and forget to upgrade.

Only he and a small number of people, probably less than 1/10 of the card players, are still looking for monsters to hunt every day.

Currently, he already has a level 35 advanced level!

The average level is only 14 or 5.

The gap between pleasure and liver emperor is just that big.

This is because the magic wave did not appear again, resulting in no monsters to kill.

It is not without reason that the big knight will run away. The opponent senses that the high-level combat power has no advantage. As long as he does not make mistakes, he will definitely lose.

He thanked his father and promised to give one of the kingdoms to his father after defeating the alliance.

The father left contentedly.

The coalition's promise was good, but it was too cheap and unreliable to satisfy his appetite, so he still chose to bet on his son.

Even if his son rebelled against him and even killed him, the name Lancelot would still remain in history, and he would leave his name.

The arrogance and carelessness of the noble coalition reappeared.

Most people believed Lancelot's father's promise and began to urge his men to lay traps.

Card players are powerful, so special traps are needed.

Deep ditches, rapeseed oil, lard, butter, fishing nets, steel cages... all kinds of materials have to be requisitioned and prepared.

The cumbersomeness of fighting with a large army surpasses everything in the world.

Its victory or defeat can almost determine everything, and death is the biggest thing.

Some nobles naturally didn't believe it, and they chose to march alone.

As a result, he was easily defeated by Lancelot, so he had to go back and wait with most people.

In fact, this is their Achilles' heel: They don't want to pay too much to annihilate their opponents.

Many people even started discussing how to carve up Lancelot's territory in the future.

The poker player has to keep some of them and find a way to control them.

It would be even better if you can find an angel.

It's a pity that the envoy no longer appears, and seems to think that the grace of God is enough.