Zongman: Unlock the Heroic Spirit Heritage from Demon Slayer

"Don't think that we only have 3,000 people. It's still uncertain who will win or lose in a fight!"

Like the previous reconnaissance team, the knight commanders were also full of fighting spirit and were eager to go to the battlefield immediately to kill those Anglo-Saxon bandits.

"Besides, the king still needs our support!"

A knight commander expressed his concerns.

Altria only brought 7,000 troops to face 40,000 enemies.

If they can end the battle early, we can turn back to support them.

"That's right! We must make a quick decision! Lord Lancelot, give the order quickly!"

Lancelot felt very pleased to see that all the knights were concerned about King Arthur.

However, as far as he knew, the one who needed more support should be Zhou Yi!

"I don't know if he can really deal with so many enemies."

Lancelot was uneasy.

Even with Merlin's assurances, he was still a little worried.

"It's useless to think so much. Let me settle the matter at hand first, and then think about this problem."

Calming his mind, Lancelot stopped thinking and started his last meeting before the war.

"I understand what you are thinking. I, Lancelot, want to rush to support my king as soon as possible, just like everyone else."

"But right now, we must eliminate this enemy! Defend our country!"

"That's why our king sent us here, isn't it?"

"So, please be patient and listen to me as I slowly arrive!"

Lancelot's words calmed down the knights.

"Your Excellency is right. We are too impatient."

Lancelot nodded and then asked.

"Do you know when the Anglo-Saxons last invaded and passed by here?"

"Five years ago?" said a knight commander.

"No, it should be ten years!" another knight commander also said.

"They are all wrong. It should be eighteen years." Lancelot said solemnly.

"Eighteen years!!"

Hearing this, the knight commanders were stunned.

"It's already been eighteen years!"

"But I remember that the Anglo-Saxons often come to harass us, right?"

Lancelot nodded and continued.

"You are right. The Anglo-Saxons do often invade us."

“But it’s different here.”

"Look, there is a rift valley in front of us. It is low and narrow, full of swamps and filled with miasma."

"Those Anglo-Saxons are stationed outside the rift valley like us. 0 ......"

"The Anglo-Saxons have been invading for many years, but this is the only place they haven't set foot in for 18 years. That's why."

The other knight commander suddenly realized and remembered.

"That's right! Eighteen years ago, I remember an Anglo-Saxon army was defeated here!"

"There were 10,000 invading people at that time, and 5,000 of them died here."

"Presumably, that's why they didn't choose this route for eighteen years."

"But why did they suddenly risk their lives to cross this rift valley to attack us this time?"

This question puzzled not only the knights, but also Lancelot.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Who knows, maybe if we capture the leader of the other side, we can find out the truth behind it."

The other knight commanders also fell into deep thought. The Anglo-Saxon army's unconventional invasion really left them a little puzzled.

"Lord Lancelot! Tell us how to deal with the enemy!"

A more pragmatic knight commander said.

Everyone also came to their senses and looked at him.

Then Lancelot signaled his men to fetch the large jars that they carried with the army.

"Sir, what are these? I'm wondering, we only have 3,000 soldiers, why do we need to bring these things!"

"This is our magic weapon to deal with the enemy this time!"

After saying that, he opened the lid and gently dipped his hand in a little of the liquid.

A greasy, pungent smell wafted out quietly.

"This stuff smells like fuel!!"

One of the Knight Commanders recognized the contents of the jar.

"Fuel? Are the 100 large tanks we carry with us all fuel?"

"Yes, it is fuel, and it is a special type of fuel."

Lancelot said affirmatively.

"This is something provided by Lord Zhou Yi. He said it is a tribute to the gods."

Lancelot signaled the soldiers to pull the large can beside them away, and then dripped the fuel on his hands onto the ground.

Not much, just a few drops.

Next, he took out the flint.

Click!

The fire started immediately.

The flames shot up to more than one meter high, scaring the surrounding knight commanders.

"this!!".

Chapter 419: A Sword That Tears the Sky, and the Army's Morale Is at Peace

There were only a few drops of oil, but they could actually create a flame that was more than one meter high!

They had never heard of such a situation!

To their surprise, the few drops of fuel had not yet burned out.

"Sir! This fuel!!"

"I've already told you that it's a tribute to the gods. We've already tried it when we were in the palace."

"Just a few drops of fuel will last two hours."

"and!"

Lancelot used the blade of his sword to lift up the soil and covered the flames.

"Moreover, ordinary means cannot extinguish it at all."

It's so magical!

The knights' eyes widened.

At the same time, they were vaguely aware of Lancelot's plan.

Miasma, fuel oil, swamp!

These three things put together are not a good sign!

"Sir, do you mean to attack with fire?"

Lancelot responded solemnly:

"Yes, it's a fire attack. Only by using it can we win quickly!"

"We are under great pressure on all fronts."

"Now that things have come to this, we will not hide the truth from you. In fact, there are five enemy groups in total!"

Five shares!

This time they were completely dumbfounded.

"But, aren't we just four armies?"

"Yes, there are indeed only four routes."

"What should we do with the remaining enemy? Should we just let them come?"

The Knight Commander's voice became louder and louder uncontrollably.

Lancelot quickly motioned for him to lower his voice.

The Knight Commander also realized his own gaffe and quickly lowered his voice.

"The king should have a solution, right?"

"Unfortunately, the king is a human being, and she is not omnipotent. We have been discussing this matter for the past few days."

This made the knight commanders very anxious.

They frowned, stood up and paced back and forth.

"The right side is the closest to the capital! In less than three days, the Anglo-Saxon army will be able to reach the capital!"

"My Lord! We can't delay any longer!"

Lancelot, like the other knights, was extremely anxious.

But he did not show it. Instead, he calmly sat down cross-legged and said:

"I'm not telling you this to make you edgy!"

"I want you to understand that the more difficult the situation, the more you need to stay calm!"

"Besides, we have already discussed countermeasures with the king before setting out."

After hearing this, the Knight Commanders finally calmed down and asked:

"Sir, how do we deal with the enemies on the right?"

"Master Zhou Yi has already gone."

"Is he the only one?"

"He's the only one."

"How can this be done!"

The knight commanders who had just calmed down jumped up again.

"No matter how strong Master Zhou Yi is, he can't stop those bandit-like Anglo-Saxon troops!!"

“This is ridiculous!!”

Lancelot knew it clearly, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

He took out a wooden stick, walked out into the sun, and stuck it into the ground.

"Sir, please say something! What are you doing here?"

Faced with the knights' questioning, Lancelot still ignored them.

He was measuring the time by the sun.

"Almost." Lancelot muttered.

"What do you mean almost?" The Knight Commander still didn't understand.

"Zhou Yi has almost run into the enemies."