Davian Holy Grail War

This was indeed Merlin's miscalculation. He had thought that no matter how much Davian liked her, he would never cross that line.

But looking at the current situation, he was a little unsure. The relationship between Tonellico and Davian rose too fast. Even though Davian knew that Tonellico had his own little calculations, he couldn't help but be moved by the woman he spent every day with.

Merlin prepared everything for Artorius, the best weapons on the entire planet, the most beautiful women in Britain, the strongest knights of this era, he prepared all the elements that were required of a legendary hero.

But Davian, Merlin really didn't have the luxury. Or maybe he didn't think it was necessary to do that at the beginning, so facing Tonelico who put all his money on the table, Merlin was now passive.

After all, no matter how illusory everything in the future is, the person in front of you is real.

If Davian completely sided with Tonelico now, Merlin would not say anything. He just made a wrong move and put himself in a passive position regarding Davian.

Although he believed that Artorius' personal charm would solve many problems, wasn't Artorius still pretending to be an ordinary person?

Even Davian hasn't spoken a word to Artorius for half a year.

This, the feelings have faded...

At this time, Artorius certainly didn't know about these twists and turns, nor did he know that Merlin was betting on him and hoped that Davian would be able to strengthen his heart because of him.

He was holding a wooden shield and sword used for training, fighting with his adoptive father Hector.

Recently, Ector can feel that Artorius's attacks are becoming more and more fierce, and his growth is much faster than before.

Merlin looked at Artoris' side, and after making sure everything was normal, he returned his gaze to Davian in France. It was Davian who needed his attention more now.

But at this moment, when Davian felt Tonelico's warmth in this peaceful moment, the Dark Sword emitted a purple light.

Davian's eyes widened instantly, and his expression suddenly became dull at this moment.

This was the second time he had seen the future since he mastered the Dark Sword. Although the future he saw this time was shorter than the previous ones, it was unusually clear.

Darkness, boundless darkness engulfed the world. In the deep palace, he stood beside Tonellico.

Faced with this darkness, he was powerless to resist.

At the last moment when the whole world disappeared, he slowly held Tonelico's hand.

But in the end, he could only look at Tonellico's sad and desolate smile as the two of them stepped into the dark end together.

This dark and hopeless future shocked his spirit, and he subconsciously tightened Tonelico's hand.

Tonelli was surprised by this sudden strong grip.

At this moment, she was very keen to notice the frightened look that flashed across David's face. What was going on?

Nothing happened just now. I didn't show any emotion that could make Davian look like this, right?

"What's wrong, Davian? Judging from the look on your face, did you see something terrible?"

She used her free hand to pinch Davian's face to make him relax. This relaxing gesture made Davian relax a little.

"No, it's nothing. I just scared myself. That's all."

That being said, he could not forget the future shown by the Dark Sword, even though he knew that the future shown by the sword was a possibility.

But since this possibility already exists, it is a future that is definitely likely to happen.

Why is there such a future? Why did things turn out the way they did?

This time, the Dark Sword did not show him the process of the story, but only threw this ruthless ending in front of him.

He didn't know why things turned out like that, nor did he know what the darkness that swallowed the entire world was.

Even if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't, which filled his heart.

It was not that I was knocked down by a specific person or thing, but just in a snap, the whole world was swallowed up by darkness.

But there wouldn't be a Stellius in Britain who would turn the world upside down. Why would such a thing happen?

He decided to tell Merlin about this future after things here were over and he returned to Britain. It would be nice to know why this is happening. With Merlin's magic knowledge and understanding of the world, he should be able to answer it for himself.

But before that, he still had to win the war in front of him. At least he had to solve the current dilemma before considering things that were so far away. He believed that he would never let such a dark future happen.

Chapter 41 Commando Captain

When the day was over and everyone had enough rest and preparation, both sides led their armies to march towards each other.

Davian was hiding in the crowd. He hadn't transformed yet and was only wearing simple clothes, without even the most basic armor.

It is not the time for him to take action yet, he must hide himself.

Davidian was hiding in the army at this time like an ordinary person, although before coming to this world, he was also an ordinary person.

Last night, Lancelot took him to familiarize himself with the five hundred men who were to serve as the commando team with him.

This team had always been responsible for assault missions. At the beginning, the assault team leader Landilus looked down on Davian, a young-looking kid, even though he was a holy sword user.

It wasn't until Lancelot said that Davian could fight him to a draw that Landilus reluctantly put away his contemptuous thoughts.

"Since he is leading us, can I ask him to take the lead in the charge?" This was Landilus's final request, a simple and practical one.

This is what an assault suicide squad does. They use the most sudden attack and the most desperate attitude to achieve the greatest results.

"can."

Davian did not hesitate at all and gave the answer immediately.

Everything will be decided on the battlefield, which is normal.

Davian gripped the dark sword at his waist tightly. This was his first time on the battlefield. He didn't feel any excitement, not even as much as the first time he killed someone to save Tonelliko.

He recalled his embarrassing behavior that night, which even Tonelli didn't know about, and smiled subconsciously.

Just as he was thinking this, the entire army suddenly stopped.

Davian could see King Claudes' army over there, and he could also see King Claudes himself.

Although Davian could not see King Claudes' face clearly at this distance, he could feel that he was undoubtedly a middle-aged man who was accustomed to holding power and was full of ambitions.

Lancelot rode his horse forward for another distance. He shouted to King Claude: "More than a year has passed since the last time we met. King Claude, you suffered a loss last time." Isn’t it enough?”

King Claudes also laughed at his provocation, and he just replied casually: "That's enough, it allows me to take another step forward in my growth.

I never thought that a person could be so strong, Sir Lancelot. It is true that you are the unrivaled Knight of the Lake."

"Then why did you come this time?" Lancelot knew what the other party would say. This was just a simple battlefield greeting.

At the same time, it can also delay time and give some new recruits who are going to the battlefield for the first time time to calm down.

"In order to reunite France, so that there is only one king and one voice here, I will always come again. Unless I die this time, even if I lose, I will come again next time."

King Claudes smiled and gave his answer. Lancelot stopped talking after hearing this. He turned his horse back to his troops and then looked at King Claudes in the distance.

Sure enough, the next moment King Claudes raised his sword high, and the shouts of the warriors rang out on the battlefield.

First, the infantry charged towards Lancelot's army, and Lancelot also slowly advanced his troops.

Since the enemy launched the charge first, we can suppress them with archers and then let the spearmen prepare a defensive formation.

When the rain of arrows from both sides stopped, King Claudes' army officially collided with Benwick's front army.

Lancelot gave command orders loudly and used his troops to cut off and disperse King Claudes' first charge.

Davidian listened silently to his every order among the crowd, and memorized all the experiences on the battlefield in his heart.

This will definitely help him in the future and it is a valuable experience.

But King Claudes' general Charles would not allow Lancelot to eat up his vanguard, but rather to intersperse and divide him.

Lancelot's numerical disadvantage became even more obvious, so he immediately ordered the cavalry - or their knight troops - to launch an attack.

These warriors with excellent combat qualities, wearing heavy armor and full of energy have always determined the outcome of wars.

Sure enough, the moment the knights pressed forward, Lancelot's front line immediately became shaky.

The difference in strength between the two sides was huge. The other side was wearing sophisticated plate armor and holding the sharpest weapons, cutting into the battle line like a hot knife through butter. Naturally, Benwick's front line would be difficult to hold. (In fact, there was no plate armor in this era, but the Moon World...)

Lancelot immediately ordered his knights to advance to meet the enemy, but although their qualities were similar, Benwick's side was still at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Now Davidian could only endure this tense but disadvantageous situation while continuing to study the instructions issued by Lancelot.

Since the order has not come down yet, it means that in Lancelot's eyes, it is not yet time for Davidian to lead the troops to charge.

From time to time, the heavy sound of knights in plate armor falling off their horses and the continuous screams of ordinary soldiers being killed entered Davian's ears.

He listened to these voices and held back his emotions. Now was not the time for him to take action, and it was not the final moment yet. He could only use these reasons to suppress his emotions.

King Claudes watched as his knights and soldiers gradually opened up Benwick's front line, strangled Benwick's soldiers bit by bit, and slowly established a situation for victory.

He couldn't help but laugh happily. The beautiful situation of defeating Benwick and capturing Lancelot and King Ben alive seemed to have appeared before him.

Lancelot was still enduring, and he was trying his best to delay the current situation with his own arrangements.

The enemy had far more people than them, which put them under a lot of pressure. Even though they had the emotional support of protecting their country and land, the actual disadvantages in reality were still difficult to make up for with simple emotions.

He was trying his best to find the flaws and opportunities that the opponent might reveal at any time. He was under more pressure than anyone else present.

The sooner he finds the enemy's weakness, the more likely he is to end the battle early and the fewer casualties on his side will be.

And finally, after waiting for what seemed like a century, Lancelot keenly noticed the dispersion of the opponent's center line.

In order to surround and strangle their own warriors, the knights and soldiers slowly formed a crescent shape and pressed over from both sides, thus causing the center line to be weak. This was the best opportunity for him!

Regardless of whether this is a trap or not, he must try it with all his strength first!

"Notify Davian! Have him lead the commandos to attack the enemy's center line with all their strength. As long as they break through the enemy's front line, they can directly attack the enemy's core command group.

Now, as long as we can cut off the enemy's forces, we can get enough breathing space and the opportunity to counterattack!"

He immediately sent his messenger to inform Davidian, but in just a short moment, the roar of the evil dragon from behind him resounded throughout the battlefield.

Chapter 42 The swiftest victory

When the order from the messenger reached Davian's ears, he immediately activated his dark sword, and the evil dragon's armor instantly made him fully armed.

After the roar of the evil dragon, there was a silent charge by this commando team of 501 people.

They didn't shout or roar, they just silently gripped their weapons and rushed forward.

The position they were in just now was the most suitable for a charge. Whether it was the consumption of physical energy caused by the running-up or the boost in momentum, this distance was the most suitable.

And the next moment, they broke into the center line of King Claudes' army.

Davian cut down a plate-armored knight who was charging at him with one sword, and the knights' attack on Benwick's line was like a hot knife cutting butter.

Then Davian's dark sword cutting through the plate armor of these knights was like a hot knife cutting butter, as smooth as swinging the sword out of thin air.

Davian killed wantonly, venting his violence on the soldiers and knights under King Claudes.

But he did not forget the task assigned by Lancelot. As long as he broke through the enemy's center line, he could cut the enemy's army in half.

At the same time, they can also directly attack the opponent's core command group. If they can capture King Claudes, then this war will really be won in one battle.

He dodged a spear's thrust, then swung his sword with both hands, cutting the knight who was attacking him in half, horse and man. The blood splattered all over his body, making him look hideous and terrifying.

King Claudes's warriors around him trembled at his strength. In the short moment that Davian broke into King Claudes' army, he had killed eleven knights and twenty-seven soldiers.

And now he is not even hurt at all, no one can hurt him at all.

Even Lancelot couldn't believe it. He believed that Davian could seize this opportunity to break into the enemy's front line in one go and relieve the pressure on his own side.

But he didn't expect Davian to be so outstanding. When he stepped onto the battlefield, he almost turned into a ruthless meat grinder, leaving only the broken limbs of the enemies around him.

Benwick's army was so morale-boosted by his heroic victory that they even launched a counterattack. Davian and his band of five hundred men had attracted the attention of many of their enemies, greatly relieving the pressure on others.

Finally, Davian completely broke through the battle line. There were no enemies around their commando team, only ordinary soldiers and knights who were inspired by their actions and followed them all the way.

But Davidian did not stop. He led the remaining 412 people and continued to rush towards King Claudes!

His momentum had reached its peak, and at this moment he believed that he could do many things that he had never thought of before.

Of course, Lancelot would not miss the opportunity he created. He pulled out Arondette and shouted loudly: "Fighters of Benwick! Now is the best opportunity, charge with me!"

The commander-in-chief and the prince of the kingdom are leading the troops. This once again greatly inspired the courage and will of all the Benwick warriors.

The situation on the battlefield has completely tilted towards Benwick's side. Lancelot will take advantage of this opportunity to win an unprecedented victory!

King Claudes grabbed the reins of his warhorse tightly as he watched Davian, who was wearing the evil dragon armor, rushing towards him.

He had almost seen his victory just now, but because Davian fought bravely and defeated his own army, the situation was suddenly reversed.

Even if he could win, it would probably be a miserable victory, which was completely different from what he had originally expected.

"Let the reserve troops move forward! Kill the leading knight! Tell my soldiers and knights that as long as they can kill that man, he can take 10% of the territory of the Kingdom of Benwick!"