Type-Moon, a human love simulator.

Chapter 78 Rome is a bad civilization
Agguiwen is as hard as a rock, even when talking about Kelar: "After all, we are Knights of the Round Table loyal to King Arthur. We must not allow Kelar to split the Knights of the Round Table or even rebel against the king."

"..." Gao Wen rubbed his head and said to himself: "My head hurts. How come it has to come to this?"

"We didn't believe the two prophecies Merlin made before, but one of them turned out to be true."

Lancelot also regained his melancholy uncle face and said, "The king and Kelar have such a good relationship. I thought Kelar would become the queen..."

Gawain rarely nodded in agreement with Lancelot and sighed, "This is bad. We were betting on when Kelar would become queen. This is bad..."

Gao Wen said twice, "Oh no!" You can imagine how panicked this elegant gentleman was.

Merlin once made two prophecies for Kelar and Artoria, one of which was what happened today. One day, Kelar would stand in front of Artoria and cut off the sword of promised victory!

The second is that Kelar will definitely betray the agreement with Altria.

Although I don't know what the agreement between the two is, since the word "betrayal" is used, it must be a serious matter.

"Although we don't want to admit it, we have to make plans early." Agguiwen said coldly: "None of us is a match for Kelar. If there is really a confrontation in the future, how can we defeat this 'saint'?"

"..."

Now, Lancelot, who always prided himself on his strength, and Gawain, who was not very convinced, fell silent. After all, they were both defeated by Kelar.

"Headache~"
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Inside the castle, the atmosphere between Kelar and Altria was very tense. Although they managed to cope with it on the outside, a rift was still a rift, and even if left alone, the barrier would still exist.

Altria held the broken Sword of Promised Victory in her hands and stared blankly at the broken blade. For a swordsman, the bonus of a holy sword was enormous.

Altria has been fighting with this sword for so many years, and her relationship with the holy sword is extremely deep.

"Lily, can the Sword of Promised Victory be repaired?" Kelar whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't want this to happen either."

"It can't be repaired." Altria shook her head and said, "The Sword of Promised Victory is different from the Indestructible Lake Light and the Wheel of Victory. It is a star-made holy sword, forged by the planet with the help of the fairies. No one except the planet itself can forge another one."

In other words, the Sword of Promised Victory is a one-of-a-kind, rare sword.

However, compared to the breaking of the holy sword, Artoria was more concerned about another thing.

Altria suddenly asked: "Kai, do you hate me?"

"How could that be? Why do you think so?" Kelar asked in surprise, "In your eyes, my hand is more important than the Sword of Victory. You treat me so well, why should I hate you?"

Kelar was not an idiot who would dwell on trivial matters. He considered each matter separately. Moreover, since Artoria had just been so unkind, he suspected that it was probably the Sword of Promised Victory that was causing trouble.

It would be good if this sword was cut off.

"Kai, your words are enough."

Altria seemed to come back to life all of a sudden. She shook off her previous daze and said with a cheerful smile: "Even without this sword, I am still the Knight King!"

The unpleasant episode just now seemed to be quickly forgotten by the two of them, and the atmosphere between them became harmonious again.
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In Rome, Orestes left the palace and went straight home. His face suddenly darkened, especially when he thought of Ancus' words. He was so angry that he almost killed this shameless boy.

"Barbarians, barbarians..." Orestes sneered: "Haha~ I have been loyal to Rome for so many years. I have suppressed Odoacer's ambition for more than ten years. Even when Odoacer promised me the position of 'Caesar of the Western Roman Empire', I was not tempted."

"In the end, all you get is, 'You're just a barbarian, right?"

"Ancus, Nepos, and Romans, you will regret your arrogance!"

Orestes' eyes were extremely cold. This barbarian commander who had been loyal to Rome all his life seemed to have other thoughts when Rome was in danger.

In fact, Orestes was already a Romanized barbarian. Unlike Odoacer, who was treacherous and cunning, Orestes believed in his heart that he was a Roman, not a barbarian.

As an empire with a developed civilization, Rome had a strong tendency to assimilate the outside world. Unfortunately, Rome did not have any wise men who proposed an ideological argument similar to the "Hua-Yi Debate". When the Romans saw blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners, they would think they were barbarians.

At the same time, the barbarians had little sense of identification with Rome and were the typical example of people who did things for money.

But if you drive it with profit, it will definitely backfire.

Loyal and righteous people who cannot be bought by interests and money are the foundation of an empire.

Ancus did not stay in Rome for long. He had to inform Tiberius of Augustus's intentions and the current situation in Rome so that he could make adequate preparations.

"Augustus means that the empire has no money left and can't even take out 100,000 gold coins?"

Tiberius frowned and asked, "If there is no gold, then what about supplies? Longbows, arrows, armor, spears, fodder, food... these should be available, right?"

"..." Ankus was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "These things do exist, but they are all in the hands of those merchants. If you want supplies, you can only buy them with money, but Augustus has no money left!"

"It's already this late, are those merchants still thinking of hoarding goods?" Tiberius was immediately furious when he heard this, and said with fierce eyes: "I still have 60,000 soldiers in my hands, are they sure they want us to pay?"

"If anything happened to Rome, did those foolish merchants think they could escape being slaughtered by the barbarians?"

Tiberius narrowed his eyes and said, "I have promised those barbarian soldiers double their profits. If I fail to honor my promise, it will inevitably lead to mutiny. It seems that we can only let the soldiers 'raise food on the spot'."

The so-called raising food locally naturally means allowing soldiers to plunder. Although Tiberius was loyal to Rome, he still adhered to the aristocratic thinking and did not take citizens seriously. As long as he could hold on to the Roman country, those so-called citizens could be sacrificed.

If the supplies are only enough for two people, then the soldiers must be given priority.

Even if the common people starved to death, the place would still belong to Rome. If the soldiers starved to death, then Rome would perish.

"That's the second thing I want to talk about." Ancus said with a wry smile, "The barbarian commander, Orestes, advised Augustus to stop the British Roman legion led by you from entering the city."

"Orestes said that you would not be able to fulfill your promise and would definitely allow your troops to plunder, so he advised His Majesty Augustus to prohibit the barbarians under your command from entering the city. His Majesty Augustus has agreed."

"Orestes, this barbarian!" Tiberius said bitterly, "Rome was defeated by these people. Without my 60,000 troops, I wonder how they can defend the city of Rome!"

"Ancus, go again and tell Augustus and Orestes that if the needs of my soldiers are not met, they will mutiny and kill me as their commander, and then attack Rome."

Tiberius thought for a moment and came up with an idea. He instructed: "Make the problem more serious and tell His Majesty Augustus that if the demands are not met, this will not be 60,000 Roman legions, but 60,000 enemy troops."

Rome could no longer withstand greater storms. It was now difficult for Rome to even resist the Huns' army. If there were another 60,000 enemy troops, the country would be destroyed in an instant.

If Nepos had a clear mind, he would know what to do. Even if it meant blackmailing the entire city's citizens, he would still provide the supplies.

As expected, when Ancus returned from Rome this time, his expression finally relaxed. He nodded and said to Tiberius, "Commander, Augustus agreed, but he still refused to let us enter the city." "His Majesty Augustus requires that you station your troops outside of Rome. Make a list of the supplies you need, and he will deliver what you want."

"...If you don't allow us to enter the city, will you let us fight the Huns in the wild?"

Tiberius frowned tightly and said, "We have already seen the strength of these barbarians when we fought against that small group of Huns before. Their bows and arrows are fast and accurate, and the coordination between the cavalry is perfect."

"If the number of people is equal, I am afraid that the army under my command is no match for the Huns. Moreover, if the Hun king comes in person, the number of Hun troops will definitely not be less than 100,000."

Although Tiberius killed 3,000 Hun cavalrymen under the Alps, he himself suffered very few casualties and it can be said that he won a great victory.

But he had 60,000 men, while the other side had only more than 3,000. Faced with such an exaggerated contrast in troop strength, the Huns still caused more than 1,000 casualties to his army. This shows how fierce and difficult these barbarians from the East were.

If the forces were equal, and those fierce barbarians were led by the infamous "Scourge of God", Tiberius had no confidence that he could repel the Hun King Attila and the Hun army.

But things have come to this, and Tiberius could not ask for more. After all, Nepos was the Augustus of Rome. As a subject, he was already an act of usurpation by forcibly extorting a large sum of materials from Nepos. If it were not for Rome, Tiberius would never do such a thing!

"Fortunately, the immediate problem has been solved. From now on, we can only take it one step at a time."

Tiberius was filled with worry. Could he really save Rome?
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On the other side, the Hun King Attila had led his army to capture Toledo, the capital of the Visigothic Kingdom.

This is a girl with a slender figure, and even looks a little thin, but as she walks, this girl with healthy wheat-brown skin and her agile and smooth body are like a cheetah hunting.

It is hard to imagine that it was the famous Hun king who brought the "Scourge of God" that terrified Europeans.

The Christians call her the Whip of God, believing that this girl is following the will of God, like a whip raised high by God, whipping all stubborn unbelievers for the one and only Lord.

Of course, the name of the Scourge of God was still the name given to Attila by the Christian countries, while Rome called her the more honorable "Sword of the God of War".

In the Roman mythology system, even among the Roman gods, Mars of Hosts has an extremely high status. The worship of the god of war Mars can be completely comparable to that of Jupiter, the king of gods.

The Romans called Attila "Sword of the God of War", which says it all.

The Romans believed that this Hun king was the sword in the hands of the god of war Mars that could sweep away everything, and that no war could defeat Attila, the Hun king blessed by Mars.

This girl with white hair and red eyes has a beautiful face that can make all men fall in love with her. She has a charm that shines as brightly as the stars in the deep space of the universe, and possesses a noble light that makes it impossible to look directly at it.

But no one dared to appreciate the charm of the Hun King. Any country and civilization was within the range of the whip of God.

This Hun king was too powerful, powerful enough to ravage the whole of Europe, from the Slavs to Eastern Europe, from the Western Roman Empire to Gaul. The entire West trembled under her iron hoof. She was the king of destruction, she was the terminator of civilization...

It was really hard for people to imagine that there could be such a powerful person in this world, so they gave Attila titles that were divine and distinguished from the mundane world.

"Gothic is a bad civilization, and bad civilization must be destroyed!"

Attila's face was cold and deathly silent. She opened her thin lips and said, "Destroy Toledo and destroy this evil civilization!"

"...The great sword of the god of war, the Hun king!"

"Mars of Hosts, Attila the Sword of War, lead us to victory!"

The Huns let out cheers that were not like human language, and then began to carry out the orders of the Hun king. The ancient city of Toledo, which had existed for more than a thousand years and was once the battlefield between European and African countries, was now burned down under the army of the Hun king.

Attila did not look at the destroyed Toledo. She was like a delicate puppet, muttering to herself: "Can the 'weapon of killing' also feel empty?"

"That must be because all this is not enough. All that I have done is not enough to fill my emptiness..."

A flash of blood flashed in Attila's dull red eyes. She waved the yellow, pink and blue sword in her hand and pointed it in the direction of Rome. With an indescribable cruelty and terror in her tone, she said: "Rome is a bad civilization!"

Following Attila's declaration, the air seemed to be filled with a murderous intent that was thicker than the massacre. Attila's emotionless red eyes also revealed a naked desire for destruction.

She wanted to destroy the Roman Empire, which had a thousand-year-old heritage and was praised as great because of Rome. She wanted to destroy all civilized countries and nations.

She is the natural nomadic king, the destroyer of civilization, the spirit of the white giant, Attila, the king of the Huns!

Ten days later, Toledo, which had been repeatedly massacred and destroyed by the Huns, had turned into a wisp of smoke. There was almost no one alive in the city, and all traces of civilization had disappeared. An ancient city that had existed for more than a thousand years was wiped out from this world at the order of the Hun king.

But Attila was far from satisfied. The Hun king's desire to destroy civilization exceeded that of any previous nomadic people. She was a nomadic king who destroyed for the sake of destruction. The only ones who could be more tyrannical than her in this regard were the Mongols eight hundred years later.

No matter how brilliant and ancient Toledo is, it is still inferior to Rome in terms of civilization. Attila's desire to destroy civilization is completely based on the other party's level of civilization.

After seeing the city of Rome, which carries countless glorious histories of the Romans, destroying and ruining other ancient cities is just a piece of cake.

The never-satisfied Hun king led his troops again, aiming directly at the city of Rome.
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Just as the Hun king was leading his troops, Tiberius finally arrived in Rome.

Just one glance made Tiberius extremely disappointed with Rome and the Romans.

Outside the city of Rome, there was a group of Hun cavalry showing off their might. Their numbers were even smaller than those of the Hun cavalry near the Alps. These scattered soldiers had only about a thousand men in total.

These Hun cavalrymen shouted loudly in the nomadic language, and the few who knew a word or two of Roman swear words also hurled insults at Rome. From time to time, cavalrymen drew their bows and arrows and shot at the city walls for fun.

The city of Rome, occupying seven hills, has a population of more than one million. In the entire history of the ancient world, it is also an extremely brilliant and dazzling city. In ancient times, the only cities in the world that could compare with Rome were Constantinople and several capitals of Eastern China.

Ironically, the entire Hun population was only over one million, and would never be more. After all, nomadic peoples had a population bottleneck, and it was difficult to break through the million mark.

But it was these millions of Huns, whose total population was not even as large as that of Rome, that brought devastating disaster to the entire Roman Empire.

In fact, the city of Rome has an excellent geographical location and can be regarded as a model of being easy to defend and difficult to attack. Otherwise, it would not have been able to help the Romans resist one powerful enemy after another throughout their thousand-year glorious history.

The scope of Rome city includes seven hills, including Palatine, Capitoline, Esquiline, etc., so it is called the City of Seven Hills. It is about 6200 meters long from north to south and about 3500 meters wide from east to west. The city wall crosses the river and twists and turns along the mountain. The overall shape is irregular, like a crouching lion.

These irregular walls may not look beautiful, but from a military perspective, they are perfect fortresses. Each wall can be used to attack the invading enemies from the front and back with other walls. Without more than ten times the number of troops, it would be impossible to break through Rome.

But Tiberius now hated this perfect defensive city wall fortress. It made the Romans dare not fight to the death again. They blindly believed in the defensive capabilities of the city of Rome. Facing the invasion of more than a thousand cavalrymen, no one dared to go out of the city to kill these soldiers.

While the Hun cavalry were shooting arrows for fun in a proud manner, the morale of the Romans was growing weaker day by day. The Huns did not take the Romans seriously at all, viewing them as weak cattle and sheep, while the Huns were ferocious tigers and wolves.

Even the Romans themselves seemed to have accepted this point, and subconsciously believed that they could never be a match for the Huns.

(End of this chapter)