The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 74
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Counting it, this was the second time Menechel viewed the walls of Galo from this angle.The last time was when Sir Hector served as the city watchman.

Menechel didn't know why Cornwall suddenly turned against him. A large part of the reason why Artoria handed over her lifeline, Galo City, to the Duke of Cornwall was because she believed in the Duke of Cornwall. The status of "foreign relative", but it turns out that being a foreign relative is not as comfortable as being an emperor.

Perhaps what Artoria did was not wrong, sometimes power really changes a person's whole.

If Galu City is abandoned, it is necessary to break through the Tomari River that freezes in the cold temperature, and then break through the valley in one fell swoop to return to the area ruled by King Arthur.This has become impossible for the expeditionary force to transport food.

Even if King Arthur trusted the loyalty of his knights, these [-] knights would surely launch a mutiny and all die under his hands.

What made Menechel more concerned was Lan Maroc who was still in the city of Galo.

Menechel looked up at the archers on the city wall who were ready to go, and his eyes swept over the archers above one by one.

It's just a bluff, no one dares to really let go.

Obviously, the Duke of Cornwall is still a bit afraid of the false name of "Undefeated Knight".

And in this way, it's easy to handle.

"Hey, tell the old man to speak."

As the adjutant of the army, Agguvin seemed to have guessed something. He turned to Menechel, but saw Menechel taking off his helmet.

At the same time that the devil's mask was taken off, Aggregwin clearly saw Menechel glanced at him with bright red eyes, which was fleeting, but Aggregwin immediately stopped talking.

Menechel unabashedly showed the soldiers in the city his true face as the number one knight, his face was as usual, and he showed no signs of anger at all.

His overly calm face made the soldiers guarding the city uneasy.

"Knight Saltysh, I'm listening."

This is the voice of the Duke of Cornwall. Through sound transmission through magic, this shrewd old thing has never emerged.

"Lanmaroc in your hands?"

The situation that Agguiwen was most worried about finally happened. He wanted to remind Minechel not to be impulsive. Under such circumstances, exposing his weakness would only make the originally unfavorable situation more passive.

"Don't worry, Sir Salty Xiu, Sir Lanmark is very safe now."

The Duke of Cornwall told the truth, although he did not capture Lanmark, he had already sent people to strangle the southern line. If you don't see a real person for a day, this false hostage will still be useful.

The Duke of Cornwall’s words had a different meaning to Minechelle’s ears, and Minechelle’s face immediately darkened, his bright red eyes turned, and he looked at the layout of the city again.

"Knight Saltysh, I have no intention of fighting with you. If you don't retreat, you will be greeted with overwhelming arrows."

This no-brainer.

Aggewen cursed secretly, the Duke of Cornwall wanted to reap the benefits but did not want to take the risk of fighting, and this just chose the most wrong route.

Could it be that he really thought that if he didn't fight and just defended, he would be able to stop Menechel?

"Old man, I will hand over the city of Galo to you for the time being." Menechel resisted the temptation to directly attack the city and waved at Agguiwen, with a ferocious smile on his face: "As for Lanmark, Duke of Cornwall, you don't want to be killed by me, do you?"

Unlike Agguiwen, although Lanmark often quarreled with him, it is undeniable that Menechel has regarded Lanmark as a friend.

Agguiwen immediately understood, although he hesitated, he still turned his head and gave the order to retreat to the knight behind him.Menechel was not in a hurry to leave, his eyes turned to the city gate, until the footsteps behind him got farther and farther away, then Menechel put on the helmet again and retreated slowly.

Because they were always on guard against the Duke of Cornwall's pursuit, the speed of the army's withdrawal was not fast, and Menechel easily caught up with the former army.

"Master Sartysh." Agguiwen approached Menechel immediately. He knew that he was already under suspicion, and it would only be counterproductive to persuade him not to do it well in the other party's anger, but Ageguiwen still bit the bullet and continued: "Once the grain road is blocked, and then intercepted by the humble king, in our current state..."

"I know. That old guy from Cornwall must have colluded with the King of Bei, and now he probably has informed us of our arrival." Menechel took a deep breath, his face under the armor was calm, but his eyes But there was an undercurrent.

Therefore, Artoria's follow-up reinforcements are basically useless.

He could have smashed through the gate of the city of Galo, but then the city of Galo would become a deserted city, which could be breached by anyone at any time, so Menechel had to change his thinking.

"So the order issued by the king is to recapture and re-garrison the city of Belu."

Agguiwen looked at the commander in front of him with incredible eyes, but for the sake of his own safety, he didn't shout out any classic quotations such as "impossible".

Menechel said as he took off his armor. He looked around and finally turned his gaze to Lancelot. The knight most similar in size to himself raised his head in doubt.

"Mr. Lancelot, you wear my armor and are responsible for holding back the enemy's offensive. The longer the better."

As he spoke, he looked at Lancelot's sword, hesitated for a moment and handed out the heavy sword in his hand: "Can you hold it?"

"It's a bit reluctant." Lancelot took the great sword. This great sword that Menechel could use with one hand, but Lancelot could barely swing it with two hands. He immediately put down the great sword and put himself down. His sword was given to Menechel.

Menechel raised the corner of his mouth, and he waved the sword he had just acquired: "I will return it to you when you come back."

Then he looked at Agfevin, and his deputy had already divided the personnel into two teams in just a few words between him and Lancelot.

"Lancelot and Aggavin, each with a team, to attract the enemy."

The veins on Ageguiwen's forehead popped out. He resisted the idea of ​​putting down his pole and quitting, and persuaded him gently: "Gelu City is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If something happens to you..."

Then you can basically declare failure directly.

"It's just a city gate. Once you enter the city gate, you can kill Cornwall Liwei."

In fact, for Menechel, attacking the city alone was much easier than leading 500 people to forcibly break through the city. After all, he was only a commander with an army.

"Master Saartish, why don't you use your sword?" Lancelot's gaze began to wander, not because he was afraid that his sword would be sent inside, but mainly because he was worried that Menechel would not be able to get out.

"Don't worry." Menechel waved his hands at Lancelot and Agravin. He moved his body which was extraordinarily light without the restraint of armor, and his eyes burst out with confidence: " It is I, Saldishu Menechel, who is strong, not my dragon sword."

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