A foreigner's journey

The shield soldiers of the Sirius Constellation Mercenary Group in the front row struggled to raise their shields in front of them, and at the same time raised their spears to stab forward randomly.

To deal with the charging knights, a phalanx of heavy shielded spearmen was the most effective strategy besides volleys of arrows.

But that was just a way to deal with ordinary knights. Today, these people were unlucky because they encountered Lancelot, the most courageous Knight of the Lake among the Knights of the Round Table.

The moment before the spear was about to stab the horse's body, Lancelot suddenly threw the huge buckler in his left hand forward! The high-speed rotating buckler cut off the front ends of all the spears that were poking at the war horses in an exquisite arc, and then hit hard against a huge erected shield, creating a huge dent in its surface, and flew back into the air with the help of the rebound force. He turned towards the sky and was caught by Lancelot who leaped high on his horse.

As soon as he rushed into the enemy camp, Lancelot was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, holding a spiral gun and wringing a terrifying vortex of flesh and blood in the field. Those shield soldiers didn't even have time to turn their shields around before their bodies were torn to pieces by the blades of the spiral guns, and screams continued to erupt from within the formation.

And the shield soldiers were not the worst. Those archers were not even qualified to be stabbed to death by Lancelot. The war horses just stepped down with their hooves, causing them to vomit blood and break their muscles.

This Kusha Frisian war horse has also been strengthened by Lancelot with magic power. Its strength and speed are much stronger than ordinary war horses, and it has already half-stepped into the range of "magical creatures".

The most important thing is that it was tamed by Lancelot and was very obedient. He only needed to tug on the reins to understand what his master meant. According to the template of the Holy Grail War, each of the twelve Knights of the Round Table has riding skills of at least B level.

The armored Kusha Frisian war horse leaned its neck forward deeply and galloped with all four hooves. The dead grass under its hooves was hung with sticky blood and minced meat.

Any mercenary who blocks the path of the war horse will only end up being knocked over or trampled to death. Even if a shield soldier occasionally pulls the shield over in time and stabs it with a spear, it will be simply destroyed by Lancelot. Almost exhausted.

One man and one rider, like a red-hot knife cutting through butter, cut a bloody path through the enemy formation.

No one in the onlookers of the eagle group spoke. On the one hand, they were shocked, and on the other hand, they were illiterate and couldn't think of words to describe the scene in front of them.

Suddenly, Gus and Griffith both took two steps forward and looked sharply at the rear of the Sirius mercenary group.

At the same time, Sirius Black's roar sounded——

"Fire!"

The remaining archers, spear and shield soldiers, and the cavalry who had not yet exchanged hand-to-hand combat with Lancelot worked in unison and dodged to the side at the same time, leaving a large enough gap.

At the end of the five clear roads were five Urban cannons painted with the Sirius constellation. The tops of the torches in the hands of the artillerymen were wrapped with cloth strips and soaked in grease. They uniformly lit the cannon fuses with burning torches. After a brief stagnation, the five cannons spit out terrifying flames at Lancelot!

Deafening loud noises were heard one after another, the ground was shaking, and even the well-trained horses of the Eagle Regiment stood upright and neighed in fear.

Gorkas was sweating on his forehead without realizing it. He muttered a few times before saying in a trembling voice: "Is this, is it finally over? It is impossible for humans to resist artillery with their own bodies."

"Even a solid city wall can hardly withstand the salvos of five artillery pieces." Cascaia tried to find traces of the heroic knight on the smoke-filled battlefield, but apart from the falling sand, gravel and mud, there was only a strong Soot.

Rickett's thoughts were not on the same channel as theirs: "That's great...artillery, when can we have such a big killer?"

Only Griffith and Gus were still looking nervously into the smoke. Suddenly, Gus's ears twitched: "...Huh? Did you hear it?"

"What? The loud noise from the cannon just made me still have tinnitus." Jiedu took out his ears and said he heard nothing.

Griffith's eyes narrowed: "Still alive!"

Buzz! The smoke that enveloped the entire battlefield was split into two by a powerful slash!

Along with the slashes, there were severed limbs and blood flying in the sky.

Lancelot, who was directly hit by five cannonballs, was unscathed. He still held the buckler in his left hand and the hilt of the giant sword in his right hand to maintain a swinging posture. In front of him, a total of eight knights, including their men and horses, were chopped into two ends.

These eight knights were originally searchers sent by Sirius Black to search for the remains of Lancelot's body. Unexpectedly, they were intercepted and killed before they even saw the 'corpse'.

This time, some mercenaries finally started to collapse. They all let out shrill roars, turned around and fled back:

"Monster, monster ahhhh!!!" "A monster that can't even be killed by a cannon!" "He is not a human being!!"

Sirius Black's face was livid, his head and face covered in fear-induced sweat. He yelled repeatedly to get the mercenaries to come back and continue fighting, but the morale of the army was broken, and Lancelot was the most terrifying existence to them.

But Lancelot was not going to let them go. There was no such thing as "not killing deserters" in his dictionary. As long as you are on the battlefield, you are the enemy! This Sirius mercenary group is the "chicken" in what Heather calls "killing the chicken to scare the monkey". In other words, these people must die.

Lancelot turned into a dark blue swift shadow and kept running rampant among the disintegrating enemy formations. Everywhere he went, he would definitely take away several lives. Those who escaped were shot dead by him one by one with his bow.

Sirius Black was very bloody, or he knew that he would not survive, so he drew his weapon and rushed towards Lancelot bravely. The last sound he heard was Lancelot's deep voice -

"A knight deserves to die on the battlefield, and have a safe journey."

Then came the huge sword stained with blood, and behind it was eternal darkness.

On the plain, the unilateral killing of hundreds of people by one person finally came to an end.

From start to finish, it takes 8 minutes. As a result, all 100 members of the Sirius mercenary group were wiped out, and the withered yellow grassland had completely turned into a blood-red swamp. After being irrigated and moistened by blood, the flowers and plants on this plain will become more lush and beautiful next spring.

The victor, Lancelot, had no scratches on his body, only the horse snoring under his crotch, with thick white mist spraying from his nostrils.

Watching the people on horseback walking slowly toward the castle, the onlookers felt fear and at the same time longing and a different kind of pride in their hearts.

They witnessed with their own eyes the birth of the legend [Hundred Men Killed].

Even the cadres of the Eagle Regiment are no exception, except Griffith and Guts.

Although Gus also admired Lancelot's bravery in his heart, at the same time, he also had a strong desire to defeat him. But he knew very well that he was not Lancelot's opponent yet, and he still had to continue to hone his sword skills.

Griffith unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist, making a creaking sound.

Unlike Heather's "weirdness", Lancelot is absolutely "invincible" to Griffith, which is proof of the ultimate in bravery.

Reluctance, fear, anger... In the end, the only thing that occupied Griffith's heart was possessiveness.

How can such a brave knight be included in the Order of the Eagle? Griffith's mind was full of thoughts, but none of them could make him achieve his wish.

At this moment, Lancelot also arrived in front of the castle gate.

The white dog Garda has long been a fan of the Knights of the Round Table. He ran out of the city gate excitedly and rubbed his hands and said: "Well done, Sir Lancelot. In this way, the Sirius Mercenary Group will be completely defeated." .The Sword of Fire will also take over from the Sirius Constellation Mercenary Group and become the continent’s leading..."

Lancelot raised his hand to stop Garda from chattering. The chief knight of the Round Table turned his head to look at the Eagle Group in the direction of the hill. His low voice was full of magnetism, but at this time it sounded like a devil to everyone in the Eagle Group. The reminder:

"It's your turn next, the Eagle Group."