Davian Holy Grail War

"For your good advice, I feel like we won't lose anyway." Davian smiled and left the palace with Tristan. He has a strong sense of confidence that they will never lose.

When he returned to the military camp, he immediately asked Wengenlieb to arrange for someone to convey the battle report and his decision to King Arthur. Even though he was not going to accept the king's orders, he still informed the king of what he was going to do.

"Yes, I'll do it immediately." Wenchenlieb immediately went to find the brothers of the 10th Reconnaissance Company, preparing to convey Davian's news to King Arthur, who was still coming.

Tristan stood beside Davian. He suddenly smiled and said to Davian:

"I have a feeling that this trip may be in vain. In fact, you knew you would win from the beginning, right? You just wanted to find a beautiful wife for your king."

“I can’t hide it from you. I knew from the beginning that our troops plus King Rodgrens’s men would be enough.

After all, we are just pursuing victory, not killing King Lions and his men.

As long as we show enough strength along the way, King Liens will retreat, after all, he has already taken enough advantage. "

Davian smiled. Tristan was a smart man after all, and he could see what he should see.

But then he sighed and gave a deeper reason:

"However, I actually have another reason. That is, with our current military strength, if we face Vortigern's troops, even if we can win, it will probably be a miserable victory.

Soldiers are also human beings. I know that there is no guarantee that you will survive the battle. But it is always better if you can be more prepared.

Not to mention, if Vortigern is defeated by us, I am afraid those ambitious guys will be unable to restrain themselves."

Tristan was deeply moved when he heard his words.

Indeed, now that Vortigern is there, the kings dare not use their own troops too ostentatiously because they are wary of Vortigern and the Saxons who are crossing the sea.

And once King Arthur overthrows Vortigern, the biggest trouble, then the other kings will probably be ready to take action.

After all, they were able to expel foreigners. In the time of King Uther, they were able to keep the Saxons out of British territory.

"I thought it was too simple, Davian. It turns out that you have a longer-term vision."

Tristan was a little helpless. The struggle for power was like this. Everyone would try their best for it, even at the cost of their lives.

Davian then talked about another person: "Nothing, just like Gawain's father, King Lot. Believe it or not, we will have to fight him again. Whenever I think of this, I can't help but feel a little sympathy for Gawain.

Although he is simple, he is not stupid. I think he is well aware of the kings' intention to take advantage of the situation. I am afraid that he will be caught between the two sides and will find it difficult to control himself. "

Chapter 77 Wyvern Stews the Gazer

As the morning sun shone on the earth, King Lions' army marched out of the camp.

The coalition forces formed by the First Legion and King Rodgrens' army also walked out of the camp later, and the two sides confronted each other on the battlefield.

Davian didn't mind exchanging a few pleasantries before the battle, but he was also willing to take direct action.

"Rodgrens, you old immortal, actually invited reinforcements of this level."

King Lions couldn't help but curse inwardly when he saw Davidian in the First Legion.

Holy Sword User, it's his bad luck to run into such an opponent. It looks like he won't get any good results today, so he should think about how to appease his subordinates later.

Then the soldiers under his command launched a direct charge, and Wenqinribu immediately shouted: "The seventh and eighth companies, come up with big shields and spears! The archers are suppressing them with rain of arrows!"

The battle between the two sides started directly, and Davian did not join the battlefield immediately. He could not always rush in directly and then rely on his powerful fighting power to destroy the opponent.

If they rely on themselves, the legion will be ruined. However, this kind of intense war is the best opportunity to hone the legion. The veterans can quickly familiarize the new recruits with the battle.

This is also for their own good. Once they get used to this kind of war, they will be able to do better when facing bigger wars in the future and have a better chance of survival.

Winchenrib looked at the situation on the battlefield. Although King Rodgrens's troops had lost two battles, their archers were really good.

Although they didn't hit their targets with their arrows, they at least had the suppression power that archers should have. No one knew how they managed to be defeated in two battles and be driven to the capital. At least Wen Qinlibu couldn't imagine it.

"Sixth and Ninth Companies, prepare to engage. Beware of the enemy knights' charge."

Wen Qinlibu took a look at the situation on the battlefield. The enemy's first wave of charge was still very powerful, so the sixth and ninth companies could be sent into battle to relieve the pressure on the seventh and eighth companies.

When the 6th and 9th companies joined the battle, the pressure on the 7th and 8th companies' front lines was greatly reduced.

Many new soldiers who had only been trained and had never been on the battlefield grew up quickly with the help of this battle. They would now remember and apply all the training that Bedivere had given them before.

Davian felt sincerely gratified by this. After all, these were his own legion and his compatriots.

Sure enough, the knights of King Liens launched a charge at this time. He obviously can't bear the current battle line to be dragged on like this. The longer it drags on, the greater the psychological pressure on his side will be.

"Captain of the Legion, the frontal battlefield is now in your hands. Archers, suppress with a rain of arrows! Shoot all the arrows into the air! Release!"

Vincenrib responded immediately. Since the enemy knights were coming, there was no need to save the remaining arrows of his archers. After shooting down the arrows, he would chop the enemy to pieces in close combat.

After Kemred's archers fired all the arrows they brought with them, Davian rushed out with the four companies he was most familiar with.

The knights who could survive this round of explosive rain of arrows were considered to be quite capable or very lucky, but unfortunately, what awaited them ahead was not victory, but the most terrifying trial.

The holy sword was swung, and the leading knight was cut off his horse by Davian.

With the battle axes swung, the soldiers from the four large companies, except for a few unlucky ones, directly hacked to death the knights who were charging towards them.

Then the shields advanced again, and they quickly opened up the situation on the battlefield.

The battle axe and the holy sword brought the bloodiest massacre and suppressed all those who still wanted to fight. The corpses on the battlefield made the blood of every enemy turn cold in an instant.

They can't fight any longer. Facing this group of enemies, they will all die.

King Lions was even more confused. What had he gotten himself into?

Forget it, let's just run away. Could King Arthur's First Legion be such a ferocious monster?

"Retreat! Fighting on will only cost the lives of soldiers and knights. Blow the retreat horn and go!"

King Liens had no choice but to let the trumpeter blow the horn. It was really boring to continue fighting. He had suffered a hard loss. He would find a way to get back at the loss later.

With the retreat horn, King Liens's army retreated quickly. Davian did not chase them, and he was too lazy to chase them.

This battle must have hurt King Liens, and he should not be able to cause any trouble in the short term. This Kemred should be able to live a peaceful life for a year or two.

He turned and looked towards the Royal City of Kemrid and found Guinevere standing there.

Davian waved at her, and Guinevere responded with the same gesture.

Davidian then joined in cleaning up the battlefield and began dealing with the bodies of the dead.

The enemy's bodies didn't matter, but the bodies of our own side had to be properly handled. We also counted the casualties, wondering how many of our own people would never be able to stand up again.

Guinevere was also very happy at this time, not only because of the victory on the battlefield, but also because she felt that she had finally found the knight who best met her ideals.

He's strong, polite, doesn't fight for selfish desires, is well-groomed and respectful of women, and his only problem may be that he's a little clumsy.

But this is not a problem, his shortcomings are far from affecting his overall performance.

If Davian knew what she was thinking, his brain would probably explode right now, and he would even wish time would go back to before he came.

He would never have thought that Guinevere would have such little girl's thoughts, and he would never have thought that his present self would cause trouble for his future self.

He just felt that he had won this battle directly, so he should have avoided a lot of trouble.

The rest depends on the performance of my king and Merlin. With Altria's charm, it will definitely not be a problem to win over a girl like Guinevere.

Not to mention the favor of a great victory. Now Arthur's court is rising like a new star. King Rodgrens will definitely be willing to marry his daughter to my king.

[You have to thank me, Altria. I solved the war for you before you came. As long as we can capture Guinevere, we will have a great harvest. You won't let me down at this time, will you?]

Davidian was of course in a really good mood, as he had already done the most troublesome things himself, so it would definitely be easy for my king to come over and eat a ready-made meal.

When things here are over, we will return to Carien City. When we get to next year, we will really start the battle with Vortigern.

“Tristan, ask the kitchen to add some meat dishes and chop up all the wyverns and gazers we hunted earlier. Hurry up and get to work! Today is a rare day for everyone to have a good meat meal, so don’t be lazy!”

Davian called Tristan to help in the kitchen. This guy's cutting speed was no slower than those of them with the holy sword. It would be a waste of manpower to let him rest.

Chapter 78 The king has arrived

At night, all the soldiers of the First Legion except the Tenth Scouting Company had already begun to happily eat the Wyvern Gazer Stew in their tents.

Davian himself also eats this. There are currently three people in his military tent, him, Vincenrib, and Tristan.

"Come on, cheers." The three of them clinked their glasses and drank it all. Davian finished the glass with a happy expression.

A glass of wine after a big victory is really great, and I feel relaxed all of a sudden.

"Come, come, I'll pour you some wine. Have a couple more drinks. After all, with such a victory, King Liens probably won't dare to fight us again. I didn't expect that we could win with just the First Legion."

Tristan filled Davian's glass and he was actually very happy. This situation undoubtedly proved their effectiveness.

Not to mention that he was a newcomer, so it would be great for him to have a victory like this to prove his worth.

Based on the principle that everyone shares the military merit and everyone shares the happiness.

Today, Vincenrib also transferred Tristan to the archers. With the Sad Prince in charge and leading them, the group of archers will naturally work harder.

Today's victory is the most appropriate outcome achieved after cooperation among multiple parties.

"My king will be here tomorrow. As long as we do what we need to do, we can set off and go back. We can even go back tomorrow. There's no point in us staying here, don't you think?"

Davian looked left and right, and Wen Qinlibu could see that he was a little drunk. After all, they had won such a victory today, and Davian was usually busy and didn't drink much. It was a rare opportunity to relax, so it was normal to be like this.

"Yes, indeed. We have already relieved the siege here. But my suggestion is that you stay for a few more days until King Liens completely withdraws from Kemrid's land.

If they don't leave, we will continue to attack until they are completely driven out of here. What do you think, Commander? "

Wenqinlib gave his suggestion that it would be better to wait a few more days until King Liens left, and it would not be too late for them to leave then.

Davian nodded. Wenchenlieb's suggestion was undoubtedly correct. They are not in a hurry, they will stay here for a few more days before leaving.

"Well, I will do as you say. Oh, and keep their military discipline in check. Don't let them act recklessly just because they have won a battle. If they cause any trouble for me here and lose face for my king, don't blame me for being merciless and punishing them by military law."

Davidian thought about this. Although the First Legion was famous for its strict military discipline, there was no guarantee that after such a victory, these people would not lose control and cause trouble.

"I know. I will explain this to the brothers when I patrol the camp later."

Wen Qinlibu picked up a piece of the Wyvern's wing tip and bit into it. This thing was stewed and full of protein, which was very suitable for people like them who marched and fought.

The three of them drank and chatted happily. In the end, Wingenlib helped Tristan back to his tent, while Davian lay down in his tent with a blanket at ease.

If you think about it carefully, this is much better than when I was touring Britain before, when I had to sleep outdoors. But now at least I have a blanket to cushion my sleep and a quilt to cover myself.

When the passion of battle calmed down at this time, Davian thought carefully and he still felt helpless.

This kind of life gradually became the norm, and endless war and death became the main theme of his life.

But he couldn't escape from all this. Since he had decided to fight for Altria's ideals, he was willing to accept all of this.

No matter how helpless or sad he is, he will stand up and keep fighting.

[If I continue to live here for a few more decades, will I be able to recover and live with my parents safely? ]

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind before he fell asleep.

In the early morning, he got up and washed as usual, went out to inspect the camp, and then prepared to welcome the arrival of my king.

"Would you like some honey water, Commander? Among the things King Rodgrens sent just now, there was a jar of good honey, so I took some and made some honey water."

Wen Qinlibu came to him with a jar of honey water in his hand, and Davian nodded. Eating sweet things always makes people happy. And it is not addictive. This is the most simple and unsophisticated enjoyment.

The two of them just drank honey water and enjoyed the morning sunshine. It wasn't until Artoria's arrival that they finally ended their leisurely time.

"Thank you for your hard work, Davian. I have received the intelligence you sent. I didn't expect that King Liens could be defeated in one battle. This is a great achievement and it also reduces a lot of losses."

Altria dismounted and came to Davian. It would be best if the matter could be resolved like this. Davian had already exchanged the smallest effort for the greatest gain. The rest was her business.

Davian was a little embarrassed by her compliment, but he still said proudly:

"Oh, it's my duty. From the first battle in Carien City until now, I have always been the one charging in the front and retreating in the back. I am your general and your champion, and I should do all these things."

After hearing his words, Artoria also smiled with satisfaction. She patted Davian on the shoulder and said, "Then keep working hard! My general, my champion."

"Yes!" Davian stood up straight and saluted Artoria. The relationship between the two was quite close. As friends, Davian felt deeply happy about this.

At this time, Merlin had already gone to Kemred's court. King Rodgrens was sitting opposite him, and what the two men wanted to discuss was the marriage between King Arthur and Guinevere.

"If I had heard this before, I might have hesitated. But now I won't..."

King Rodgrens sighed.

“Merlin, times have really changed.

The chaos in Britain will end in the hands of King Arthur. When I saw yesterday how easily Davian and his First Legion could defeat King Lions' army, I knew that the era of our generation was over.

Next, it will be the era of this group of people.”

Merlin smiled and said with satisfaction: "Of course, otherwise why would I train King Arthur for so long?