Chapter 110 The difference between the knights

"Shut up! You despicable villain! You despicable little devil! I will never trust you anymore!"

"Do you even lose your demeanor if you lose on the battlefield?" A smile made Andrewson shut up. [bsp;    "The upper limit is still five thousand people, there is no lower limit! But we king wants to kill the generals and seize the flag! We will lead 150 personal guards to face you in person. I wonder if Mr. Andrewson is interested?" Keral's words made Andrewson's mind quickly calculate.

[If they cut off their new king here directly, then their army will collapse? Or is this another plan of that little devil? Let the king die and control the entire country by himself? It is very likely! But... as long as there is a merit to kill the opponent's king, even if the opponent will show down, there is no leader who can integrate the knights, right? And with such merit, even if you retreat, there is no excuse to impeach yourself, right?] Thinking of this Andrewson smiled happily.

"Then I'll do it as you wish!" Andrewson forced himself to suppress his excitement and joy, and said generously.

Then he turned around and whispered to the left and right, "Change all the elite knights over, don't use titled knights, as their merits are great, they will become nobles."

Left back with a clear look on his face.

Even in Scotland, there is a division of interests. Faced with upstarts, the older nobles have no other way except to suppress them: it is not that no one has ever thought about expanding their territory, but Scotland is also very embarrassing: Scotland is full of cliffs and shorelines, and no place can cross the sea to implement business.

Although Ireland below dares not mess with Camelo, it doesn’t matter if it goes to Scotland to fight the autumn wind every year.

After Scotland was robbed by Ireland, they lacked sea ships and did not have any tools to pass. When a group of people were about to starve to death, they could only organize newly promoted knights to go down to rob Camelo. If they rob a group of people, they would not have to starve to death. If they could not rob, then these knights would not come back - the Grand Duke of the North was not a vegetarian.

Faced with this situation, the newly promoted nobles will decisively divide the interests of the old nobles. Therefore, if the new nobles want to stand out, they can only be loyal to a certain old noble, and the older nobles divide their own small amount of interests and then slowly accumulate them.

Therefore, Andrewson, the descendant of the old nobles, was obviously very cautious about the new nobles.

It's different from the dense square array just now.

The people on this side were arrow-shaped and riding a black-haired snow-hoofed horse, Artoria looked extremely heroic.

Kailar looked at the square formation below with satisfaction, but he was just calculating in his mind how much troops he needed to use Lily's power to defeat the other party in an instant?

The noisy sound came from behind, causing Kailar to frown slightly and turn around.

The visitor was Bedevier.

Bedevier was stopped by Keral's personal guard Bode, but she looked angry and anxious.

"Master Sage, are you crazy?" Since Melin was captured, Kelar has not called him Little Sage even though he was still under the title of Little Sage. As one of the most powerful humans in this country, most of us are called "Master Sage".

"One hundred and fifty people versus five thousand people! How can you propose such a battle with a huge number of disparity? How dare you propose it!" Bedevier said anxiously. Her skin full of bronze and light white hair could not conceal her beauty. Although she was disabled, she won the top ten Knights in Camelo with her excellent skills. It has to be said that from a woman's perspective, many men cannot accept women who are better than themselves.

"Pay attention to your tone! Lord Bedevier!" Agons, the chief disciple of Keral, stood up and accused with a dissatisfaction.

Keral's disciples have a very complicated relationship with Keral, like brothers or fathers. They are more like a teacher and a perfect idol. They will become a perfect person like him in the future. They like, worship, and respect them even more!

So they will never allow anyone to insult Keral! The former guards, the current king Artoria, cannot do it! Keral's father cannot do it! The great swords cannot do it!

They even couldn't stand the intimate attitude of the Great Swords towards Kailar!

It was a negative emotion of jealousy and envy.

Even the seventh knight of the kingdom of Bedevier will not be allowed!

"Sorry! You're rude!" Bedivir bowed slightly to apologize for his tone just now. She was a little anxious just now, and she calmed down after being scolded like this.

"Agons, apologize to the Cavaliers of Bedevier." Keral's face turned stern, but it was not for Bedevier.

"Sorry, Lord Bedevier, I was rude just now!" Agans knew that Kelar advocated class and seniority. In terms of status, Bedevier, who controlled the thirteen armies of the Empire, was much higher than him. He was fighting for Kelar's dignity just now, but now he must apologize for the system.

"Knight Bedevier, I already know what you are coming." With a smile on his lips, Keral nodded slightly: "I'm glad you are loyal to Lily, but I have to say that if she knew your mind would be furious."

"You underestimate her." Keral's smiled eyes were filled with trust in Artoria, and his entrustment to her: "I underestimate the title knights too much."

"Knight Bedivir." Kelar's eyes turned around. The knight who was about to charge without a shield or a spear, holding a knight's two-handed sword.

The two-handed sword used by the knights is similar to the sword-cutting in "Brave Heart". It slightly narrows the sword body but increases its sharpness and flexibility. Just swinging the sword body close to 1.5 meters will cause a large number of casualties. While the horse was running, the knights grabbed the knight sword with their right hand and grabbed the reins with their left hand, and waved the long sword weighing 6 kilograms.

With Artoria as the tip of the sword, two torrents of steel collided violently, and the huge impact even made the earth tremble.

The teams on both sides paused for a moment, and then strangled together in an instant, like a sharp arrow, wearing a golden light and dazzling luster. Artoria was like a flower on the battlefield, and the golden sword shredded her golden hair, like the light of victory.

Kailar is not calculating the number of people, but calculating the morale of the other party!

"It's time!" With a gentle murmur, Kelar turned around suddenly: "Knight Bedevier immediately leads your people to rush up from the right! Hear the Knight Gareth charges from the left! Immediately crush the opponent!!"

"Yes!!" Bedivir, who had long been anxious about Artoria's comfort, could he care about the knightly demeanor?

He responded loudly and rushed down the high hillside, drawing out his own sword. She shouted loudly with a slightly hoarse voice: "Light Armored Knights! Come with me!!"

"Knight! Charge!!" Gareth's roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

Two people were light cavalry regiment and heavy cavalry regiment, but Kelar had the idea to see how the two types of troops performed on the battlefield were different!
Chapter completed!