Davian Holy Grail War

Davidian doesn't care about these people. They can never become his people, and he doesn't have to take any responsibility for them.

Just as a giant raised his war hammer to swing at him, a sturdy rope flew through the air and tightly wrapped around his wrist.

Just as he loosened his hand holding the shield and tried to break the rope, another rope flew over and tightly grasped his other wrist.

Next came his legs and neck, five ropes tightly controlled him so that he could not move.

"Commander, leave this guy to us! Please go deal with the Roman coalition forces!" Stephen, the captain of the First Company, and others worked together. Under the precise control of ten people, the giant fell to the ground.

In the end, the elite soldiers of the First Company swung their battle axes and beheaded him, just a giant.

Davian did not hesitate and immediately joined others in the fight against the Roman coalition forces.

A brainless giant is indeed a nuisance when no one can take care of it in the chaos. But now in this small-scale battle, they have enough manpower and experience.

Before Arthur became king, they had traveled around Britain and killed countless monsters and giants. Could it be that wearing more armor would make it impossible to kill them? What a joke, they would kill them anyway.

Under the slaughter of Davian and the soldiers of the First Company, only a hundred of the thousands of Roman soldiers were able to escape. All ten giants were beheaded, and Davian kicked the head of one giant into the camp of the Roman coalition.

He didn't know whether these people dared to come and provoke him at Lucius's suggestion, but he didn't mind provoking them back.

This simple battle was a little revenge for the previous capture of Bose and Bedivere, and they were considered a small victory. But the current situation is still just a deadlock.

"Pile up their bodies and burn them. Giants are so big, they must have a lot of fat. Once the fire starts, stay away and don't get sucked into it. Collect the bodies of our brothers and bring them back."

Davian said as he led a group of people back to the barracks. At this time Percival immediately came to report to him.

The king has arrived.

When he walked into his tent, Altria was already there. She was sitting in Davian's seat, reading the battle reports of the past period.

Fortunately, before she came, there were only two major battles, including today, and the rest were just some outpost battles. It can be seen that Davian was very restrained.

"King, you have arrived, much faster than I thought." Davian stood beside her like a waiter. Since my king has arrived, he naturally respects me.

"The journey was smooth, and we did not encounter any strong winds or waves. It seemed that the weather was helping us. It looks like we will definitely win the battle against Rome."

Altria smiled and put down the battle report in her hand, then looked at Davian beside her. His armor had not yet been removed, and it was covered with dirty bloodstains. Obviously, he had just killed countless enemies.

Davian pulled out the fantasy book from his waist. Of course, he himself was not stained with blood. But he did fight with all his strength just now, so he was a little out of breath now.

Altria held his hand and gradually calmed him down. She could sense that Davian's panting was more due to his inner anger than physical fatigue.

Chapter 112 War Letter

"You are angry, I feel it." Artoria still held Davian's hand, and Davian finally calmed down completely at this moment.

Davian nodded slightly and said: "I can tolerate other people's jokes, but I cannot tolerate those people's vulgar insults to you. Especially such ugly giants, they can't do anything except make nonsense."

Altria smiled and let go of his hand, motioning him to return to the crowd, and Davian obediently returned to the queue.

The only people present now were Percival, Vincenrib, Bos, Altria and him, a total of five people.

"You are injured, Bos. How are you recovering? If I fail to take good care of you, Lancelot will complain to me."

Altria looked at Boss, who was bandaged and wearing a brace. The boy was still very young and not particularly strong in fighting. It would be difficult for him to go to the front line.

Baos also hurriedly replied: "Thank you for your concern, but this is all due to my lack of academic skills. I didn't expect that Lucius was so powerful. Please be careful when facing him."

"I see. Thank you for your reminder, Boss." Then Altria turned to look at Percival, "Well, Percival, I read the previous battle report.

You played a great role in the first battle, and you are worthy of being chosen by the Spear of Longinus. You managed to rescue Bedivere and Bos under such circumstances, and your contribution can be said to be the greatest. "

Percival quickly came out to say that this was not his own achievement. If everyone did not know his character, they would probably think that Percival was afraid of being envied and refused the credit.

So both Vincenzo and Davian laughed helplessly. Anyone who could be chosen by the Spear of Longinus must have a noble character.

"Don't be too evasive. What's yours is yours, Percival."

Davian smiled and let Percival take the credit that should have belonged to him. No one could take it away from him anyway, right?

After some persuasion, Percival finally accepted it with peace of mind.

Then everyone turned their attention back to the current battle. Davian also reported to Artoria the current situation of Rome's main force and the time and route of the arrival of other reinforcements found out by the Tenth Reconnaissance Company.

Whether to fight to the end, how to fight to the end, and when to stop are all decided by Altria.

"I have sent someone to give my declaration of war to Lucius. If they agree, we will fight with all our strength. I think they also want to fight with us to test our strength. After all, they do have more manpower."

Altria's sight was directed towards the Roman coalition camp. Her messenger had gone there to convey her intention. Now she just had to wait for the messenger to come back and pass on the news.

Lucius was currently looking at the First Legion in the distance from a high place, or it could now be said to be the camp of King Arthur's Army. From his perspective, the tent was like an iron turtle shell, and if he hit it hard, his front teeth would be broken.

So some soldiers with good vision didn't care when they saw Lucius in golden armor looking over there. He can watch as much as he likes, but if he really wants to fight hard, he will be beaten to tears.

At the same time, he also noticed another thing, that the number of military tents inside the enemy camp had increased.

[Oh? It looks like the reinforcements have arrived. The number of tents has increased. The number of patrolling soldiers has also increased. No wonder they had to set up such a large campsite. There must be a lot of people coming.]

But thinking of this, he just laughed wildly from a high place, and shouted while laughing: "But this kind of power will not become an obstacle for Rome. Victory will definitely belong to Rome!"

Lucius understood that since the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, they would definitely seek an opportunity to fight. This was an opportunity for the British army, but it was also their opportunity.

Soldier against soldier, king against king. They also have a chance to win the battle.

Sure enough, King Arthur's letter of challenge was delivered to his military tent not long after. Lucius laughed wildly after reading the letter of challenge, and then sent the messenger back to convey his intentions.

【Do you want to have a decisive battle with me in two days? He was really anxious, but it wasn't bad, so let's do it. Rome would make him understand that Britain would become a part of Rome again, and he would become a part of Rome. 】

"That's exactly what he said. Well, how should I put it? He is indeed a capable emperor, but there is no doubt that madness has filled his heart. It feels like a soap bubble that will burst if you poke it."

The messenger was actually Merlin. He walked into the Roman coalition camp so openly, and then casually handed over the declaration of war. The rest was all Lucius's performance.

After all, his safety cannot be threatened by those people in the Roman coalition.

Altria looked a little distressed. Why did she always run into these crazy people? One by one, all of them had their brains broken. Couldn't they be a little more normal?

Or is it that in this dark age, it is impossible to find the right salvation unless one drives oneself completely insane?

"I told you that the Roman emperor was indeed a little strange. If I really had to describe it, it would probably be like someone trying to keep up appearances. It was not a good situation anyway."

Davian's evaluation of Emperor Lucius made Altria feel a little sympathetic towards that guy.

Or maybe it's empathy, both of them are in this dark era, using all their strength to forcibly support a country...

But empathy does not mean being soft-hearted. On the contrary, Altria will do her best to fight Lucius off. If there is a chance, it would not be a bad idea to kill Lucius in one battle.

If the Roman emperor fell, the entire Roman Empire would probably fall into civil strife again, and they would lose the opportunity and power to interfere in Britain.

"Are you confident of victory? Davian, this time the enemy is several times larger than us, and their quality is incomparable to before. The enemy is the afterglow of Rome, which is very different from the kings on the island."

Altria glanced at Davian, trying to confirm his thoughts, although she also knew how Davian would answer.

Davian tapped the hilt of his sword lightly and then said: "Of course, I can't find a reason to lose. It's just the afterglow of Rome, not an opponent that is difficult to deal with."

"Well, you are worthy of being my general. Pass the order, prepare the whole army for battle, and we will fight the Roman coalition in two days. In this battle, we must drive back those proud Romans. Let them understand that times have changed, and now is the time of Britain!"

Altria stood up and shouted orders to everyone. And the people in the tent responded to her with their enthusiasm. Britain will win this battle!

Chapter 113 Second Round

Two days later, the British army prepared for battle, and Davian stayed behind the vanguard.

He was ready to kill, and today's battle would probably be more intense than any other day.

The Roman coalition forces pressed forward with great momentum, with Lucius riding at the front on his warhorse.

He was dressed in golden armor and wore the magic sword Florent on his waist. If one were to describe him, he was definitely a king who could conquer the world.

But Artoria also rode East Stellion at the forefront of the army, holding a holy spear emitting golden mysterious runes and wearing a helmet like a lion's mane.

Her heroic presence inspired courage in everyone, and everyone was ready for battle, just waiting for his order to rush forward and fight for King Arthur.

"What a beautiful person! What a beautiful person."

Looking at Arthur coming towards him, Lucius couldn't help but sigh.

Even though he hadn't even seen Altria's face, he could already tell intuitively that the king in front of him was undoubtedly a very beautiful person.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but drive his horse to the front line.

And Artoria responded to him with the same vigor, and the two came to the center of the battlefield.

Although they were opponents who would cut each other in half if they found an opportunity, as they were both kings, they could have a word or two.

"Roman Emperor, please retreat. I do not want to cause any more unnecessary killings."

Her cold voice came from under the helmet, with a strong sense of expulsion. If Lucius was willing to leave, it would be great.

"No, Knight King of Britain. Rome will not retreat. Rome has things that Rome must do. So, no need for words. When you and everything you have, when everything in Britain becomes Rome, everything will be over."

Lucius said, pulling out Florent and pointing it forward.

The Roman army in the rear immediately moved! The huge army pressed directly towards King Arthur, and Wingenrib was well prepared.

In the absence of my king, he would take over the command of the entire army, and under his command, the front army would resist while the cavalry on both wings would intersperse.

At the same time, he immediately ordered the soldiers of the Sixth Company, led by Percival, to move closer to the king. The key now was to kill the enemy's army.

"Come on!" Artoria spurred her horse and thrust her spear towards Lucius.

This time, Lucius didn't dare to choose such radical tactics as he did when facing Bedivere before. He could only drive his horse to dodge the attack and then keep his distance.

Then, relying on his excellent horsemanship, he turned his horse's head and attacked Artoria from behind, but the divine horse Don Starlion ran swiftly and dodged Lucius' attack, so his backstab failed.

A golden light flashed in Altria's hand, and the holy spear disappeared, replaced by the holy sword.

The holy sword Sword of Oath of Victory and the demon sword Florent collided with each other, and the power of both sides was equal.

Altria was also surprised. She felt that there was a different aura from Lucius. It was also an inhuman aura. Without this power, it would be difficult for Lucius to really stop her.

"A holy sword that can fight against this demon sword Florent? Interesting, really interesting."

Lucius's rage rushed to his brows, but Altria responded to Lucius's madness with the most calm attitude. This guy was really not easy to deal with.

At this time, Wen Qinlibu was commanding the whole situation seriously, mobilizing the combat power of all parties while waiting for the opportunity to defeat the opponent in one breath.

He was even still holding Davian down, so now was not the best time to let Davian go.

The battle between the two sides gradually became stalemate, and the enemy's knights were also quite good, if not for the stronger resilience of their own side. I'm afraid that the opponent has already broken through the two wings and attacked the Chinese army.

【Be patient, now is not the time. 】

Wenqinlib secretly told himself that it was not the right time yet. In the chaos, Percival was also getting closer to the king. There were too many enemies on the road. Even with Percival's leadership, it was not easy to break through the enemy's blockade.

But Artoria did not fight with Lucius for too long. After she swung her sword to beat Lucius back, she chose to rush towards Percival.

The opponents who blocked her path were killed with just one strike of her sword. No one could stop her. With both sides charging at the same time, Altria soon joined Percival.

"Quick! Commander, stop Lucius now! The main attacker this time will be handed over to our king. Once the king breaks through the enemy's formation, you can leave Lucius behind and charge straight at the enemy's center! End this battle in one go!"

Winchenrib shouted that the reunion of the king and Percival was the opportunity he had been waiting for!

"Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Companies! Come with me!" Davian roared and charged at the forefront. His target was directly at Lucius. This was his mission.

Percival held the holy spear and shield to protect Artoria and gave her time to change direction. When Artoria came to his side, he hurriedly asked: "My king, are you okay?"

"It's okay. This level of attack is not enough to defeat us. You can still fight, Percival."

Altria's holy sword transformed into a holy spear again. Next, she will turn into a storm that sweeps across the entire battlefield. She will decide the outcome of this battle now.

"Of course there is no problem!" Percival assumed a charging stance, he was far from reaching his limit.

"Come with me!"

Artoria shouted loudly and rushed forward like a whirlwind. Behind her were the elite soldiers of the Sixth Company and Percival, and behind them were the British knights who approached them spontaneously.

Led by our king, they kept running forward.

Lucius wanted to command his knights to reorganize their formation and have a high-intensity cavalry clash with Altria. He knew that if he could complete such a charge, even if he could not defeat Britain, he could at least interrupt King Arthur's current high momentum.

But unfortunately, someone swung his sword directly at him on the head!

He was forced to jump from his horse to avoid this man's full blow, but the price was that his horse was split in half again with a sword.

The Roman knights wanted to approach him, but Davian's four large companies firmly blocked the group from getting closer.

Davian swung his sword, spilling all the horse blood on the sword onto the ground. He was going to cut off the last rays of light of Rome, not for anything else, but to protect Britain and the wishes of my king.

"Okay, Roman Emperor, now let's have the second round."

Davian stretched out the dark sword and pointed it at Lucius. If he had the chance, he would kill Lucius right here and there.

"British Dragon Knight... You are truly worthy of me. You seized the best opportunity. However, Rome will never fail like this."