Davian Holy Grail War

"The shining spear of destiny! Bring a precious miracle to this place!"

Pure golden light wrapped around his holy spear, and he gripped the spear tightly and rushed forward.

The powerful force of the Holy Lance penetrated the walls of the Roman camp and destroyed all the watchtowers in front. The temporary defense line organized by the Roman rear army was also torn apart by this powerful golden light.

In Percival's hands, the power of this holy spear even surpassed the power displayed when Balin held it.

The roar caused by the release of this huge treasure also reached the ears of Lucius, who was fighting with Artoria in the front army. After he and Artoria passed each other, Lucius quickly turned his horse's head.

But at this moment he could only see the huge golden light engulfing his rear camp and carving a hole in the Roman soldiers' defense line.

He was still careless. He vaguely felt that something was wrong just now.

I always felt that among all the British troops I saw, there was still a part missing. Unexpectedly, they had actually gone around to my rear and were actually ambushed by them. Now the situation has turned into a disadvantage for Rome.

But Percival didn't care about that. Although he did make a hole, he didn't completely penetrate Rome's defensive reserves.

He gripped the holy spear tightly, leaned down, pressed tightly against his warhorse, and made the most standard thrusting posture.

He could now see the three final lines of defense in front of him, holding round shields and spears and trying to stop him.

But it was not enough, just three lines of defense. He was going to break them all now!

In just a few breaths, Percival tore through the first line of defense, and the other knights followed him and tore through this line of defense in the same way.

Only a dozen people were defeated. They were well-equipped and well-trained. It was just a temporary defense line. They would tear it all apart as quickly as possible!

Then came the second and third lines, and with only a hundred lives they tore the Roman rear army to pieces. But they did not stop, they still had a final goal.

That was Lucius's guard, the most elite force in Rome. It was also Lucius's life-saving talisman. If they were not completely destroyed, there would be no way to kill Lucius here.

Eventually, Percival and all his knights ran into Lucius's guards, and in this situation, Lucius's guards did not want to face such an opponent.

They had no favorable conditions, but they had to fight. If they didn't deal with Percival, then Percival and his men would completely destroy the entire battlefield. Even if Lucius wanted to leave, he couldn't.

Chapter 119 Lucius will be killed by you too

Percival clenched the holy spear in his hand, and all the knights around him also clenched their spears. They were determined and rushed directly towards Lucius's guards with their most ferocious state.

At this moment, their momentum, confidence and will reached the peak. They believed that they could smash even a wall in front of them.

Lucius's guards also calmed down and focused their attention on the shields and weapons in their hands. At this moment, they were fighting a do-or-die battle.

If Percival's knights were not stopped, not only them, but even Lucius might not be able to withdraw from the battlefield.

The two sides then collided with each other, which could be described as a suicide charge launched by Percival.

But precisely because of this kind of charge, no matter what kind of opponent it is, it is impossible to stop their pace!

He smashed the shield in front of him with one shot, then pierced the enemy's body and rushed across the front line at a rapid speed. Many knights were stabbed off their horses by the enemy's spears or swords.

But before they died, the combined force of their horses and men knocked away countless Lucius's guards.

At this moment, hundreds of knights fell. There were not so many knights who fell when they penetrated the Roman rear army before. Their sacrifice resulted in the death of more Lucius Guards than theirs.

Even when they were fighting against the elite First Company of the First Legion, they did not lose so many soldiers.

"It seems that this time! We won!" Percival shouted and led the remaining knights out of the battlefield and prepared to turn their horses around for a second attack.

His previous attack had completely broken the defense line organized by Lucius's guards. Now the entire Roman defense line had completely fallen into chaos, and their victory was almost unshakable.

Lucius had never imagined that the knight holding the holy spear could turn the entire battlefield into its current situation in one breath. Now the entire battlefield is no longer under his control.

No matter how strong his leadership was, he couldn't hold the battlefield steady now. No, he had to retreat, he had to find a way to retreat and regroup.

But Davian would not give him this chance. He patted the pages of his fantasy book, and an evil dragon ran out of the pages and crashed directly into Lucius.

Lucius was knocked off his horse by this amazing blow, and Davian immediately rushed to him, leaving him no chance to escape from the battlefield.

If Lucius dared to turn his back on Davian, Davian would chop him in half.

Now Lucius could no longer handle the situation as easily as he did at the beginning. Davian bit him tightly like a real evil dragon.

If he was careless at all, he would definitely be killed by Davian.

Just as the guards around him were trying to reorganize their defense, Stephen, who had recovered his strength, led the elite soldiers of the First Company to hold them back again.

Stephen was also surprised just now. He didn't expect Percival to blow up the entire Roman rear army. And he killed all the way from the rear to the front and directly broke the resilience of the Roman army in one go.

Now, if they just make a little more effort, they can even turn the melee into a chase and annihilation war!

"You stay here! Emperor of Roman Swords, I will never let you leave this battlefield alive!"

Davian's dark sword was wrapped in dark and deep energy, and he tried his best to suppress Lucius.

Although he always felt that he was just a little bit away from killing Lucius, Lucius was worthy of being the Emperor of Swords, and he made it impossible for Davian to cross that one step.

"I won't give you this chance! Rome - Rome will not fall here!"

Lucius roared and blocked every attack from Davian, like a reed in the wind.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he held on tightly and did not give Davidian any chance to break through him.

However, at this moment, a strong golden light shone from behind Davian.

Lucius was nearly blinded by the strong light. He could only rely on his instincts gained from years of sword training and a little vision to block Davian's attack.

But Davian only exchanged a few moves with him and immediately left his side. He knew best what the golden light was.

"The gathering breath of stars! The shining flow of life!"

Artoria was riding the warhorse, the holy spear in her hand had been transformed into a holy sword, and the huge golden magic power was all concentrated on her holy sword.

This time she did not choose the light cannon that could cause widespread destruction, but chose a concentrated attack that focused her magic power on one point. With this sword, she would cut off the afterglow of Rome!

Lucius felt something was wrong when he saw Altria rushing towards him, but at this moment he could only fight the enemy with all his strength.

He held the sword in both hands and immediately began to release the magic sword Florent: "With the blessing of Flora, the goddess of flowers, please give Rome the glory of victory! Emperor Sword Florent!"

"Take it! The Sword of Promised Victory!"

The golden Holy Sword of the Stars collided head-on with the crimson Emperor Demon Sword Florent with tremendous force, but Lucius's preparation was still too hasty.

If it were under normal circumstances, perhaps he could have dragged the confrontation between the two sides to the end.

But in this situation, Artoria has an absolute advantage.

The golden light eventually completely overwhelmed the crimson magic power and devoured the holder of the magic sword. As Lucius looked on in disbelief—the blade of the holy sword cut him off along with his magic sword.

It was at this moment that the last rays of Rome were extinguished by the red dragon of Britain. Even if Rome still exists in the future, it will slowly come to an end.

"The Roman emperor has died in battle! Surrender! I can spare your lives! If you don't surrender, I will kill you all!"

Altria glanced at Lucius' body on the ground, then shouted to the entire battlefield.

With Davian and her cooperation, they successfully killed the Roman emperor and captured the most valuable target of the battle.

The moment the emperor died in battle, the morale of the Roman coalition forces completely collapsed, and the sounds of weapons being dropped could be heard one after another.

Only Lucius's personal guards launched a desperate charge against Altria, but their charge was just their final swan song.

Davian and other British troops killed all the guards who refused to surrender.

At this moment, the war was truly over.

Everything then entered the finishing work. Under the leadership of Percival and Wincenrib, the British army began to confiscate the weapons and personnel of the Roman army.

Under Davian's order, the First Company began to collect the bodies on the battlefield. Later, Altria and Davian personally collected Lucius' body and prepared to return it to Rome.

"It's really thanks to you that we can win this battle, Davian."

Altria smiled and praised Davian, saying that it was the best outcome for them to win the battle like this. In this way, the war between Rome and Britain would come to an end for the time being.

Chapter 120 Cruel but realistic

Ultimately the war ended with Rome's complete defeat and Lucius' death.

Artoria collected Lucius's body and put Florent, which was broken into two halves, into the coffin, and returned them to the Roman senator who had accompanied Lucius and was still alive.

"I spared you so that you could carry these bodies back to Rome and tell all the nobles and senators in Rome about this.

These bodies I sent were my tribute to Rome, and if they were not satisfied, I could go to Rome and pay them more tribute.”

Arturia coldly said these words to the dozen or so MPs who were still alive, and asked them to lead the participating Roman coalition forces to leave here and return to Rome.

The parliamentarians listened to the Knight King's declaration with trepidation, then they clenched their buttocks and left, thanking the King for his grace. Davian followed behind and tried to hold back his laughter with Vincenrib.

Because among the last surviving parliamentarians, there were even several who had originally come to Britain to show off their power and make them pay tribute. Now seeing their shameful appearance, Davian and Wincenrib just wanted to laugh.

After the senators left, the arrogant Romans immediately left the Cyssone Valley in disgrace.

They ran away so fast that even David was dumbfounded. These guys are really bad at nothing and are the best at running away.

"If you want to laugh, you can just laugh. You don't have to hold it back."

Artoria couldn't help but say this as she looked at David who was trying not to laugh, and David couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard the king's words.

"These damn Romans came to Britain to show off their might, and now we've beaten them like this. They deserve it!"

Davian laughed for a while, then returned to normal. After all, it was enough to laugh about this kind of thing, they still had a lot of things to do.

At this time, Artoria took off her helmet and handed it to Merlin beside him, then said to Davian:

"Will you walk with me? Merlin, go and take care of the related matters first. After this battle, we can return to Britain."

"Yes, my lord." Merlin left the scene respectfully.

Davian turned around and winked at Wenqinlib, who saluted him and left.

Davian accompanied Artoria, and the two of them took a stroll during the short break after the battle. As they walked, Artoria said:

"This war is over, and we have suffered heavy losses. I am afraid we will have to rest and recuperate for a long time after we return. What do you think our next strategy should be?"

Davian tilted his head and expressed his thoughts:

"Before Camelot is completely completed, let's take a break. The remaining Saxons on the island have realized that their good days are over, right?

Before we go to war with them, they will definitely try their best to plunder everything they can. Let other lords bear this pressure first."

His idea was very simple. Regardless of whether King Perinoa and his men had won the war against the Five Kings' Army, the troops directly under his command had suffered heavy losses in the battle with Rome.

They consumed a lot of both soldiers and supplies. Although the victory in the war with Rome could make up for the loss of supplies, soldiers were not something that could be replenished just like playing a game.

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If we continue to wage war against the Saxons under the current circumstances, our king's forces will be too weakened regardless of victory or defeat.

In order to avoid a counterattack from the kings on the island due to ambition or other reasons, they'd better make sufficient preparations before starting a decisive battle against the alien races.

That must be the final battle on the British Isles, and they will definitely win.

"I'm sure the kings will be unhappy about this. They say that the cruel King Arthur only uses us as bait to fight against foreign races, and doesn't consider their lives at all."

Altria also smiled. It was not that she had not thought of such a consequence. But she herself did not care much. Sometimes such sacrifices were necessary. For the ultimate peace of Britain, as a king, she had to have this awareness.

"I'm sorry, this is the only way I can think of with my intelligence.

After all, not all of those guys on the island obey you sincerely. I must weaken their power so that we can maintain our advantage and overpower the whole of Britain.

This will ensure long-term stability in your kingdom."

It's not like Davian didn't think of this, but for Altria, he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

Then Davian thought of something, and he suddenly smiled and said:

"And you can say that I made this up. I don't care about these insults. Let them say whatever they want. I won't lose a piece of meat anyway. Their voices are just the barking of helpless dogs in my ears."

Hearing his words, Altria couldn't help but laugh, but then a gloomy look appeared on her face again.

In order to fight against Rome in this war, she once again completely drained several villages and towns.

Those villagers were even forced to leave their hometown and go to the vicinity of Camelot to start a new life, which in fact caused many knights to dislike her.

Davian saw what she was thinking, after all, he was also involved in those things.

Even the Kane Village that once took him in was exploited by him. Davian occasionally recalled the look Spade gave him before he went to Camelot.

It was a look of complaint and confusion. He couldn't understand how Davidian, who was once full of dreams and kindness, could become like this.

"Don't dwell on that stuff. Sometimes you can't help it. I don't like that, but we have to do it. As for those guys who don't understand you...

That's what chivalry is all about. They think that if they fight, they should win without sacrificing others, but how can they win like that? It's just their daydream."

Once the war begins, the small village will not be included in the list of things to be protected by the knights.