Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

After a full seven years of preparation, this knight group, which has devoted a lot of effort to Yanain, has finally taken shape. The number has reached 930, and each of them is currently the top knight in Britain.

Each of them is a real warrior who has crossed the road of trials, with firm will and tenacious beliefs. Under the guidance of Scathach, his martial arts are also quite good. Like the circuit and the key of domination, the combat effectiveness is simply terrifying.

——Although Yanann has not tested the true strength of the Knights, but according to Scathach, the combat effectiveness of this Knights is no less than that of the Fiona Knights led by Finn in the legend group.

According to the previously formulated strategy, they will be divided into three groups this time, attacking the Kingdom of Essex, the Kingdom of East Anglia, and the Kingdom of Mercia respectively. The Kingdom of Sumbria launched a general offensive.

After that, they will face the last line of defense in the north, Vortigern's lair - the main fortress city of Londinium.

When Yanain proposed the third-line combat plan four years ago, many people thought he was crazy, and even Bedivere felt that this plan was too risky. Now that four years have passed, they have chosen the third-line battle again, and even the object of the challenge It was still the Seven Northern Kingdoms in a complete state, but this time, no one stood up to oppose it, and instead took it for granted.

This is the self-confidence brought about by the growth of strength.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the expedition. Yanain was wearing a silver armor, a cloak inlaid with gold threads on his back, and a sword in the stone that symbolized royal power on his waist. Artoria and others followed behind him majesticly, The equipment is extraordinary.

Standing in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, he looked around, raised the sword in the stone in his hand, and said loudly:

"I am King Arthur, the Chosen King of Camelot, and the Lord of Britain's Destiny! Here, I declare to you that the time for the decisive battle has come. This is the time when the gods and men parted. The road to the future has passed. In our hands, the brilliance of humanity will surely appear on the earth! Brave and invincible warriors, if you are ready, dedicate your lives to this king!"

"Arthur! Arthur!"

"Arthur! Arthur!"

The passionate soldiers shouted loudly, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

Yanain looked up at the sky, put his index finger and thumb together by his mouth, and blew a loud whistle.

After a while, a tall figure descended from the sky with vigorous steps. It was a white steed, which was significantly taller than ordinary horses. There was no trace of variegation on its body, and its mane was as white as snow, bright and thick.

What is even more striking is that this horse has eight legs in total.

The legendary eight-legged Pegasus-Sleibnir, with the joint efforts of Slud and Scathach, finally successfully hatched it.

Yanain turned over and rode on the exclusive mount of the great god Odin, and held up the sword in the stone in his hand. The golden sword body reflected the brilliance under the sunlight:

"Masters—follow me!"

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The area of ​​Britain is about 2 square meters. It is not too big an archipelago. The terrain of the island is mostly plains, with few ups and downs. In addition, in order to prepare for this war, Yanain had prepared for this war as early as four years ago. They have been arranging people to build roads, and up to now, the road from Camelot to the Great Wall of the North has basically been opened.

Although it is only the easiest gravel road, it is enough to greatly increase the marching speed.

Hurrying all the way, in about half a month, Camelot's [-] troops all arrived at the Great Wall of the North.

They will be here for a five-day repair, and then formally launch an offensive to the remaining four northern border countries.

But on the fifth day, a piece of news suddenly reached Yanain's ears.

"The Kingdom of Essex, the Kingdom of East Anglia, and the Kingdom of Mercia assembled [-] troops to attack Camelot?" Yanain frowned tightly, "Are you sure?"

"Your Majesty, although I am usually a bit indecisive, I can still distinguish the priorities when it comes to such important matters." Merlin, who was sitting in the main city of Camelot and talking to Yanain through magic, couldn't help but smile wryly. With a sound.

"It's impossible for such a thing to happen." Yanain murmured in a low voice, "There are two Great Walls guarding the Great Wall of the North and Hadrian's Wall, how did they run to the South without anyone noticing?" ?”

Hadrian's Great Wall blocked Vortigern for 15 years. Although the latter did not try his best, the quality of Hadrian's Great Wall itself is obvious to all. How did the army get in there?

"It's Marco and King Gwent." Merlin said, "The two of them joined forces, broke through the blockade of the Great Wall of the North and Hadrian's Wall, and quietly sent this army in."

"Vortigern obviously came prepared this time. He used the power of the Holy Grail. Before that, I didn't see the movement of this army at all."

"Marco, Gwent, you really know how to choose the time..." Yanain gritted his teeth tightly, then took a deep breath, and asked, "Where is that army now?"

"In Lucan Mons, Duke Lucan is fighting them." Merlin said.

"How long can Lucan last?"

"Four days, no, I guess it might only be three days."

Three days... Yanain frowned tightly. In just three days, even if he sent troops back to defend now, it was already too late.

Lucammons is Camelot's barrier. Once it falls, it means that the enemy can rampage inside it at will, and the threat it brings is simply immeasurable.

What's more, there are not only ordinary soldiers in this northern army, but also a lot of fantasy species and dead apostles from the Age of Gods. These monsters can easily slaughter the city. If they are really allowed to rush in, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Contact me the kings of the Alliance of Nations and tell them that as long as they are willing to send troops to help us tide over this difficulty, I will compensate them ten times afterwards!"

Half an hour later, Merlin's helpless voice echoed in Yanann's ears again: "No, only three countries expressed their willingness to send troops to help us, but their combined army is only 2 people, and they can't stop the northern border at all. army."

——As Yanain had expected before, these guys said that they were willing to become Camelot's vassal state and serve it as their master, but as long as they encountered some situations, they all ran faster than rabbits.

"Where is King Dehebas? He should have enough troops."

"King Dehebas said that this time he will neither help King Gwent nor us. Whether we can survive this crisis depends entirely on our own good fortune." Merlin said.

Yanain was silent for a moment, and said, "I understand."

He cut off the communication and found Arturia.

"Teacher, what do you want from me?" Arturia in silver-white armor walked into Yanann's tent and asked.

"Vortigern sent [-] troops to launch a surprise attack on Camelot, and now Duke Lucan is struggling to resist. I need to rush back to rescue." Yanain said straight to the point.

"This..." Artoria's eyes widened in surprise.

"That army will break through Lucammons in at most three days, and it's too late to send troops back to help, and the Alliance of Nations is unwilling to help us, so the only way now is for me to go back to rescue in person. Yanain patted Artoria on the shoulder, "The things here can only be left to you temporarily."

"Teacher, what do you mean, let me command the next battle?" Artoria couldn't help taking a few steps back, a little panic appeared in the holy blue eyes, "But teacher, you are the king, if you are not here , there will be problems."

"Didn't you also complete the previous battles by yourself? With Nidhogg, Scathach, Morgan and the Knights of the Round Table present, nothing will happen."

"Teacher, why don't you let Miss Nidhogg and the others go back?"

"This time the enemy is coming so fiercely, they may not be able to solve it alone, and I am worried that the enemy may set up an ambush, so it is safer for me to go back in person."

"Then...how about we wait for you to come back, teacher, before dispatching troops?"

"No! Vortigern's doing this is obviously trying to delay the time, which shows that he is now at a very critical moment, we can't wait any longer!"

"But...but I..."

Yanain stepped forward, embraced Artoria who was at a loss with open arms, and whispered in her ear: "Lily, do you remember what I told you before? After this war, you will be crowned king, To carry the fate of a race, so you have to believe in yourself, just like I believe in you."

Feeling the familiar and warm breath lingering in her nose, Arturia's blue eyes gradually showed some determination:

"Yes, teacher! I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

"That's right, I finally look like a king." Yanain let go of Artoria, smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

Then he found Nid Hogg, Scathach, Morgan and others, and told them about the current situation and follow-up arrangements. After everyone nodded in agreement, he set off for Lucammons.

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Lucammons.

This fortress city on the border of Camelot has gained fame in Camelot in recent years. As the first stop of the Chosen King, many knights and bards who yearned for the king's deeds came here specially. , wanting to behold the glory of the king.

But now, the city has been completely engulfed by the flames of war. The magic circle on the city wall is only a little glow like a firefly, and there are dark burn marks and corrosion marks everywhere. , the city is already on the verge of crumbling.

"Hold on! The king will send someone to support us soon! As long as we persevere, victory must belong to us!"

Duke Lucan stood on the city wall, waving the sword in his hand to cheer for the soldiers. At this time, he could no longer see the elegance and calmness of the past. Half of it was burned off, and the exposed skin was full of burn marks, and the whole body was dripping with blood.

"That guy should be the controller of this city, right? I think it's called Lucan?" In mid-air, he had the shape of a human and the head of a bird. He was wearing black clothes, and a pair of black wings stretched out from behind. said Lord Granthorne Blackmoya.

——Black Wing Lord Glensorge Brakmoya, Crimson Moon's familiar, although he is despised by the elegant ancestors due to his appearance, his strength is undoubtedly the top level among the dead disciples, In terms of strength and history, they are all existences comparable to White Wing Lord Tevem Otenroche, and are even higher than White Wing Lord in the ranking of the 27 ancestors.

"That's right." White Winged Lord Tefan nodded. Although he hated this crazy guy on weekdays, under Zhu Yue's order, he had no choice but to hold his nose and endure it.

"I heard that he seems to have a good relationship with the Chosen King?" The Black Winged Lord turned his head 270 degrees to the right, and looked at the White Winged Lord on the left, with a strange arc in his beak.

Lord Bai Wing frowned slightly, and distanced himself a little from the other party without any trace: "He was the first person to help King Arthur, and his younger brother was exactly the Bede who was called the left hand of the king. Will."

"Oh~ so that's the case." Black Winged Lord looked at Lucan below, with a look of madness in his eyes, "Then you said that if I make him my servant, will that King Arthur be very angry? ?”

——Different from ordinary dead apostles, the human beings sucked by the Black Wing will not become vampires, but monsters with bird heads and wings.

Before White Wing could answer, Black Wing swooped down and flew towards Lucan.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Lucan's heart, he raised his head subconsciously, and saw a monster with a bird's head and a human body flying towards him.

"Enjoy the fun of death and flying!" Black Winged Man roared frantically, and grabbed Lucan,

However, at this moment, a palm suddenly protruded from the void, firmly grasping the arm of Lord Black Wing.

Chapter 186 Chapter 59 Traps

"Ok?"

Looking at his grasped arm, Lord Black Wing made a suspicious sound.

slam-la-

Suddenly there was a crisp sound next to his ear, and a battle spear with a golden chain flew out of the void, stabbing straight at him.

He cut off the grasped arm without hesitation, and his figure flashed back tens of meters away, avoiding the surprise attack of the golden spear.

"Survival with a broken arm, as expected of Lord Black Wing, he is really decisive." Yanaen, wearing a silver armor, walked out of the void, glanced at the broken arm in his hand, and threw it casually, a cluster of flames suddenly burst out, It was burned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

"My king!" Duke Lucan said in surprise, his eyes filled with unconcealable joy.

"Thank you, Duke Lucan. I will leave the rest of the matter to this king." Yanain held his hand, and the Star of Eden, the key to swallowing, immediately appeared in his hand. He threw it down, and a layer of light The hood instantly unfolded around the Star of Eden, wrapping Lucammons inside.

No matter how the phantom species and the soldiers from the northern border attacked, the mask remained motionless, standing firmly like Mount Tai.

Seeing this scene, Duke Lucan finally heaved a sigh of relief, lying on the ground collapsed, closed his eyes, and fell into a coma in a blink of an eye.

He was so tired, physical trauma and mental exhaustion had already pushed him to the limit, and he finally felt relieved when he saw Yanaen coming in person.

After repairing Lucan's injury with the power of Heiyuan Baihua, Yanain turned his attention to the Black Winged and White Winged Lords not far away.

"Black Wing Lord Glenthorge Brakmoya, White Wing Lord Tevem Otenroche, Zhu Yue really made a fortune this time, and actually sent you two leaders of the Dead Apostles. Out."

Under Yanann's icy gaze, White Winged Lord Tevem subconsciously took a few steps back, a few drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Having personally experienced the battle of the Kingdom of Kent, he is very clear about the horror of this man in front of him. This is a monster that can even compete with the King of the Moon!

The Black Winged Lord Glensorge suddenly let out a shrill and weird laugh: "Hey, Arthur, so what if you come? We have a full fifty thousand soldiers, phantom species and dead disciples here. What can you change by yourself?"

"What can I change?" There was a slight sarcasm on the corner of Yanain's mouth, "Then you should keep your eyes open. This king will tell you what I can change."