This person was not Gawain, Tristan, or Artoria, but Merlin.

Shirou asked, "If we take the initiative, what are our chances of winning?"

Merlin said, "About thirty percent."

"Are you asking for help?" Shirou asked.

"Camelot has no reinforcements," Merlin said.

"Why?" Shirou asked.

"The pressure on Barton Hill is heavier than here." Merlin said.

Shirou was silent.

"Is there no other option?" Shirou asked.

Merlin said: "Yes. The kings of Hadrian's Great Wall have already reacted, have contacted Camelot, and are leading the goblins to outflank Mount Barton. If Vortigern can be repelled, they can ask for help at that time. "

Shirou said: "Ask for help? I'm afraid they will break faster than us!"

After a moment of silence, Shirou glanced at everyone and said, "Everyone, get ready, prepare to take the initiative!"

Lan Maloch said anxiously: "Your Excellency Arthur, Master Merlin has already said that if you take the initiative to attack, the probability of winning is only [-]%!"

"Thirty percent... that's enough!" Shirou said, "I was once involved in a terrible war where I could barely escape. But I still won, and I still managed to survive. Thirty percent...is too high ! This is enough for me to fight!"

Lanmaloch also said that Shirou pulled out the sword in the stone from Artoria, and cut off the table beside him with a sword, saying: "This king's decision has been made, and if there are any vetoes, the case will be like this." !"

Ranmallock sighed and stepped back.

Shirou glanced at the crowd and said, "Go back and assemble your troops, and join forces in front of the city!"

The princes promised to leave, and Lan Maloch was a little depressed, but he also turned and left.

"Lan Malocco." Shirou called out to him.

Ranmallock turned to look at Shirou.

Shirou comforted him and said: "I know you cherish the lives of soldiers. But sometimes it is like this. The more you avoid, the more tragic the ending will be. When you blindly defend yourself, you will end up exhausted. Why don't you give it a go? The rainbow is here. After the storm."

Lan Maloch didn't reply, but he nodded, and the depressed look on his face was slightly less.

Seeing them all leave, Shirou turned to look at Merlin and asked, "Merlin, can you lead the army?"

Merlin shook his head and said with a smile, "My identity is a court mage."

"what ever."

Shirou waved his cloak and left.

He strode like a meteor, majestic and majestic.

But he was asking himself in his heart, is his decision correct?

Can it bring victory and vitality to everyone?

Chapter 65 Army of Gods!

"Artoria!"

Morgan stopped Artoria.

Arturia's heart tightened, but she still looked at Morgan seriously and asked, "What's the matter, sister?"

"Come with me," Morgan said.

She dragged Artoria to the magic workshop she made temporarily.

Standing in front of Morgan's workshop, Artoria hesitated and said, "Merlin said, you can't easily enter the magician's workshop, otherwise this is a provocation to the magician."

"What are you afraid of? You are my sister, how can I harm you?"

Morgan took Artoria's hand and walked into the workshop.

Upon entering the workshop, Morgan snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the secret ritual in the workshop was activated, and the flowing mithril turned into a human form, brought a pair of armor, and presented it in front of Artoria.

This is a complete set of mithril armor, including hand armor, shoulder armor, and leg armor... It is shining brightly, and a breath of steel rushes towards his face, as well as a lion-like mask and helmet.

"Sister, what is this?" Artoria looked at Morgan and asked.

Morgan said: "The last time my sister came in a hurry, she only prepared a gift for Arthur, but forgot to give it to you. Since you have sworn allegiance to Arthur as a knight, you must go to the battlefield. This mithril is The armor will greatly improve your safety. Our Pendragon family is the family that bears the power of the island. We were born to protect the island. The lion is the symbol of Pendragon. Since you are Pendragon People in the family must be stronger than anyone else, understand?"

"I understand, sister." Artoria nodded.She knew this better than anyone, because she was restrained for this purpose.

"Put it on," said Morgan.

Arturia put on this pair of lion-like armor. The lily-like white skirt was exposed from the upper armor, and the lion-like golden hair on the shoulder armor fluttered in the wind, like a golden cloak.

Incomparably handsome!

Imposing!

Arturia held the helmet and said, "It fits well, sister."

Morgan said: "That's natural. I use the magic mithril that I have used in my secret ritual. It will change with your body shape and present the most suitable state."

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