Davian Holy Grail War

Chapter 59 Help is coming

In the days that followed, the lives of both Davian and Altria became busy.

Altria was responsible for presiding over the daily government affairs of the city of Carrion and the surrounding villages that had surrendered together with Merlin, while Davian and Kai were responsible for handling the reorganization of the army and the preparation of supplies.

Fortunately, the training of new recruits has been handed over to Bedivere, otherwise Davian would probably be busy every day.

After all, it was the early stage of conquering the world, so it was normal for everyone to be extremely busy.

Fortunately, there was the money, food and supplies left behind by the kings who hastily retreated after defeating the coalition of six kings. Otherwise, the city of Carrion and the surrounding villages would not have been able to bear the surging population during this period.

Not only knights and soldiers, but also many ordinary people believed that King Arthur was the son of destiny and came to the vicinity of the city of Carrion and chose to live here.

For this reason, Davidian even wanted to find one or two weaker kings, kill them, and rob them of their reserves.

But fortunately, he killed the idea as soon as it came out. What was he thinking? He was doing such a thing in the early stage of the company. If he did this, who would come to King Arthur for help?

But currently, the most important support comes from King Perinoa, who has given them a lot of help. Whether it was supplies or soldiers, the king generously donated money to help King Arthur survive the current crisis.

"After all, he is a smart man and knows exactly what to do now. He will be of more and more help to us in the future, so just trust him."

Merlin said only a few words about this matter, and no one said anything more. After all, this bastard's prophecy and clairvoyance were real, so what he said was what it was.

But during such a busy day, Davian also received bad news.

The five kings who had been defeated before now united with Duke Eustace of Combenet, King Clarence of Northumberland, King Blondris of Strong, King Adris of Cornwall, and King Clydemars.

The ten kings united together to recruit soldiers and accumulate military strength, and it seemed that they were planning to fight them again.

"These lunatics have accumulated so many troops. If they lose to us, aren't they afraid that their retreat will be cut off by the Saxons? Vortigern is watching us!"

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When Davian received this intelligence letter, he was so angry that he laughed. What a bunch of bastards! I didn't see them gather such a force when fighting Vortigern. Now they are so serious about dealing with King Arthur. Damn it, the northern kings!

"After all, in their eyes, losing to us before was a great humiliation. But this time we are stronger than before. Although the cavalry unit has not yet been established."

Altria smiled and responded, "But Davian, are you sure you don't want to consider it? I think you can actually train yourself in horse fighting, because I still want to let you lead the Knights."

But Davian just shook his head. He knew his own limitations too well. All his martial arts were on the ground. If he really got on a horse, something bad would probably happen.

And now his legion has expanded to 6,000 people during this period of time - my God, this is the first time he has led so many people, he really couldn't even imagine it before.

But along with that comes the problem: his own command has reached its limit.

It's not that he didn't want to command more people, or even take over the heavy responsibility of Altria and become the commander of an army. But these 6,000 people were already the upper limit of his command, or even exceeded the limit.

In fact, most of the time it was Wen Qinlibu who helped him command the entire legion, allowing him to let go and exert his strength.

It is true that he had learned the battlefield command techniques from Lancelot before, but after practicing them for a few months... he himself felt ashamed.

I clearly remembered every command and order Lancelot gave, but now I am commanding the legion myself...

Really, forget it. It's too embarrassing to even say that he learned from Lancelot.

On the contrary, after Davidian repeated to Vincenrib the battlefield situation and the orders given by Lancelot as best he could, he quickly understood and mastered the command of the legion.

In the end, even the venomous Kai could only comfort Davian, saying, "Forget it, forget it. We don't have the ability to do this, so don't force it. Just hand over the command of the legion to Vincenrib, after all, he is your flag bearer."

This was just his own legion. Even after the more than 500 people who had fought with him for a period of time were dispersed and assigned to it, he was still unable to fully command this legion.

Although this legion really trusted him wholeheartedly, Davian could only feel that he was really ashamed.

However, Wen Qinlibu felt that Davian's division was quite correct. A legion like theirs with a full strength of 6,000 people did not need to be subdivided too much. Ten large companies were enough, and each large company was further divided into ten small teams.

The transmission of battlefield orders will also become convenient, and will be conveyed by Wen Qinlibu to the company commanders of the ten companies, who will then divide them up and distribute them to the officers and soldiers under their command based on the battlefield situation at the time.

This can somewhat reduce the time it takes to convey commands and ensure the fastest possible battlefield response.

As for the specific tasks that each Dalian will be responsible for at that time, they will have to be done step by step. Davidian is already quite experienced in this regard.

But now he can only drag Wen Qinlibu to work with him in this regard. After all, these 6,000 people are his compatriots, and he has to be responsible for his own legion.

You must know that now in Carien City, including the knights who have defected from other places, there are only 15,000 people who can go to the battlefield. And Davian himself immediately transferred 6,000 soldiers to form the First Legion. This was Artoria's trust in him. Davian didn't feel the pain when he accepted this trust, but now he knows the pain.

What was even more outrageous was that Davidian was planning to use these 6,000 men as if they were the original 600 men and continue to use them as commandos.

Wen Qinlibu's head almost split apart when he heard this. In the end, he stopped Davian. If you use 6,000 people as a commando team, I'm afraid they will all be lost in the next battle.

You have to know that these 6,000 people are not all veterans, there are also many new recruits who have just been trained by Bedivere. Not to mention the battle of tens of thousands of people, which is completely different from the previous battle of a few thousand against a few thousand.

"Commander, someone is looking for you!"

While Artoria and Davian were discussing military affairs, Vincenrib entered their tent and informed him. Davian and Artoria immediately went out to the outside of the military camp.

Lancelot stood in front of them. He walked up to Davian and gave him a big hug. After the two of them finished hugging, he pointed to the supply trucks behind them and said:

"I know you're having a hard time, so I rushed here as soon as I heard you won a great victory. Luckily I've already prepared the things for you. This time I've helped you with all I have, and you've really emptied my family's savings."

Chapter 60 Dragon’s Roar

Davian looked at the rich supplies and couldn't help but sigh: "I love you so much Lancelot. It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I would marry you directly."

"Forget it. I feel ashamed to give up an entire forest for a crooked tree like you.

I have heard a lot about your achievements in defeating monsters and giants before, and now after hearing about your victory with King Arthur, I came here immediately.

Is this your adjutant? He is very handsome.

Lancelot and Davian exchanged pleasantries casually, although his last sentence made Davian and Altria laugh and cry.

Davian silently took a step back, stood behind Artoria, and then said: "Let me introduce to you, this is my king - King Arthur, Artoria Pendragon."

Lancelot was stunned at this moment. He couldn't help but look at the blond boy in front of him. Judging from his age, he is younger than Davian, right? How could he become the king of the ruling party, and even raise the banner to become the king of Britain?

He pulled Davian aside. Out of courtesy, he still felt that he should not express his thoughts in front of the person concerned. But he still couldn't help but say to Davian:

"Just this kid? Just him? He's worthy of your loyalty? Are you serious? I don't see anything about him that's worthy of your loyalty. Are you crazy?"

But Davian became serious and said immediately:

"Sir Lancelot, I can accept jokes, but I cannot accept insults. Your question is an insult to my trust and to my king.

If you dare to say that again in front of my king, I will draw my sword and fight you."

Hearing his serious words, Lancelot immediately put away his contempt and all his previous thoughts.

He understood that there must be something strange about the blond boy that could make this friend he recognized swear allegiance to him, but he himself was not willing to believe it yet. Could such a boy really have such great charm?

"Forget it, let's pull the supplies into the city first. I'll tell you the details later, and you don't have to go back to France yet. Stay here for a few days, and I'll treat you well."

Davian decided not to talk to Lancelot about these things for now, and just do the things first. To be honest, he was really grateful to Lancelot now, because he was so kind when he came.

The second battle with the northern kings was imminent, and his sending so many supplies at once was truly a timely help.

This greatly alleviated their urgent needs, allowing them to have more spare energy to expand their armaments and appease the people under their rule. If Lancelot was willing to stay and help, Davian would be even happier.

Since Davian and his legion were stationed outside the city of Carrion, it took quite a while to move all the supplies brought by Lancelot into the city.

Artoria and Merlin immediately began to arrange people to count this batch of supplies. They really didn't expect Lancelot to be so generous to give so much at once.

After these chores were finished, Kay also arranged a resting place for these French soldiers who came from afar, and Lancelot came directly to Davian with a box of wine.

His mind is now full of question marks, and doubts are almost filling his heart.

"Are you serious? If you drink with me like this, I'm going to die."

Davidian looked at the box of wine and felt numb. He could only drink a few bottles at a time. If he drank like this, he might not be able to do anything today.

"I'll finish it, then you can do whatever you want!" Lancelot certainly wouldn't let Davian drink like that, but when Davian watched Lancelot unscrew the bottle and gulp down the whole bottle, he looked down at the wine in his hand.

In desperation, he unscrewed the cork and smelled it.

Well, it's definitely stronger than any alcohol I've had in the past.

So he could only drink slowly, answering Lancelot's questions while drinking.

"What are you thinking? Can he really do it? All of Britain, he wants to be the king of all of Britain. I'm not even talking about all the kings, big or small, just talking about Vortigern, how difficult it would be. The road you are going to take is a road full of thorns."

Lancelot unscrewed the second bottle of wine. He really couldn't imagine that they would start from scratch like this. Could it be that Davian and King Arthur had some mental problems?

As he drank, he said, "I heard that the ten northern kings have joined forces to recruit soldiers there.

It is hard for me to imagine how strong an army they would form together to fight you. If they fail, you will have no way out."

Davian nodded. "Yes, I know. But I still believe in him, and I believe in myself. We will definitely win this battle, and we will never lose.

Even if I have to fight all the kings of Britain, I will make him the Knight King of Britain."

"I have heard about his journeys through the nations, and I have heard people compare me to him, saying that we are equally good.

But to be honest, I haven't seen that he has any qualities that can convince people.

Yes, I admit that you have managed the city of Carien very well, and the expansion and construction of the army are also in good order. But the enemy is much more experienced, and there will be more and more enemies in the future. Even so, do you still want to follow him firmly?"

Lancelot's question made Davian shake his head, and he answered with a smile: "I didn't follow him, I chose her, and he chose me. He and I chose each other, you understand. ?"

"It's hard for me to understand, at least right now."

Lancelot had already drunk his third bottle. He found it hard to understand his friend's firm trust. The situation in Carrion City was much more difficult than before Benwick.

“Then stay for a while and take a good look with your own eyes. See why I am so determined to make my decision, and see what kind of king he really is.

I think you should go with me next time we fight. It doesn't cost anything to take a look, right?"

Davian made a suggestion that he had prepared long ago. He sincerely hoped that Lancelot could stay. He also believed that Lancelot would definitely change his mind. My king has this charm.

Hearing his proposal, Lancelot couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"This is your true thought, you have kept it hidden for so long and finally said it out loud.

But Davian, I have to say that the force ratio between you and them is much more exaggerated than the last time we went there. Even so, are you still going?"

"Of course, just be optimistic. We will definitely win, there is no reason to lose."

"The invincible Sun Knight, Lord Gawain, will also join the battlefield. Even so, are you confident of victory?"

Lancelot suddenly said this, he got the information faster than Davian. But in fact, Davian would get the news in another day.

At this time, Davian's face changed. He certainly knew who instigated Gawain to go to the battlefield.

Yes, to deal with extraordinary knights, you still have to rely on extraordinary knights. Morgan is really a smart woman.

"I will win. Even the Sun Knight has to be hidden behind the dark clouds in front of the evil dragon's roar."

Chapter 61 The King and His Subjects

Sure enough, not long after Lancelot arrived. The ten kings joined forces to gather 80,000 troops and declared war on King Arthur again. King Lot even announced that his son, the extraordinary Sun Knight Gawain, would join the war.

Davian learned the news and smiled disdainfully. Arturia didn't know what he was laughing at, so she asked him: "What's wrong? Davian, is there anything funny?"

“I just think those people are funny. They clearly have left a lot of troops in their own territory to guard against the invasion of the Blessed King and the Saxons, but they have to pretend to be doing their best to mobilize troops at this time.

My king, this cautious way of doing things will never succeed. We should use a defeat to tell these kings that their era is over."

Davian told Altria his thoughts, and he could almost foresee his victory.

Arturia also smiled after hearing his opinion. The enemy has too many things to consider before and after, but they have the advantage of being able to attack in one go. Even if they are at a numerical disadvantage, it is not impossible to defeat them in a single battle.

"So, what does Sir Lancelot think? He was drunk yesterday, and I don't know what you talked about with him. But I guess he is also confused about your surrender to me, right?"

Of course, Altria would not care about such doubts. She would face many more doubts in the future, so she would not care about these few points.

Davian turned his head to look at her, then explained: "It's normal for him to doubt, you are younger than me.

Of course he will think that I'm wasting my talents by investing myself here, but I know you are not like that.

It doesn't matter. After a while, he will understand how convincing you are."

"There's nothing I can do about my appearance. Merlin said that after I draw the Sword of Selection, my body will not grow any more because of this sword.

I will probably always look like a 16-year-old from now on, and maybe that’s why they’re afraid of me. Not getting old is always scary.”

Artoria placed the Sword of the Chosen on the round table. Now even Davian can pick up the sword, but no one except Artoria can obtain the protection of this sword.

Davian couldn't help but sigh as he listened to her words. She had given up too many things that a normal person should have for the sake of her ideal king and Britain.

The term "gains and losses" is not very appropriate here, because Altria has no choice, she has to do this.

“But your face is indeed very beautiful. Sometimes I feel that it is not a man’s face, but a woman’s face.

This is a little bit ridiculous, the powerful people I know now are all more handsome or beautiful than me. Tristan, Lancelot, Gawain, Merlin, and you.

Although I have no complaints, I still feel a sense of failure.”