Chapter 864: I Am the King of Knights

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Minister Ornest, like most of the nobles in this country, has unparalleled contempt and discrimination against civilians.

Therefore, even though he knew that his actions would inevitably lead to rebellion, he never took the revolutionary army to heart from the beginning to the end.

Knowledge does not help him escape ingrained prejudices.

until now.

He also believes that the revolutionary army and night raids must be under the supreme emperor of the empire, and there will be nothing left.

The time is approaching little by little.

Everyone on the walls of the imperial capital could already see the approaching army.

The queue is neat and grand.

The army that has gone through wars in the border and has been trained by a queen like Esdes is not comparable to the greedy and corrupt guards of the imperial capital, so everyone who looks directly at this army can feel it. that horror.

But just as the army was about to approach the imperial capital, it suddenly stopped.

The reason was that the woman walking in front raised a palm.

Esdeth is wearing a white military uniform. The body-length clothing fully highlights her fiery figure, her back is straight, and her eyes are deep. Anyone who looks directly at her will have a feeling of being targeted by a predator.

She stared at the imperial capital in front of her with a smile on her lips.

"This is really a good place. Can this thousand-year-old ancient city survive today?"

Yes, she was waiting.

The revolutionary army who was waiting behind was also waiting for the night raiders who might have already come nearby.

If the night attack and the revolutionary army want to win, they must destroy her and her army, so they must come back.

This moment.

Artoria was standing on the hillside not far away, staring at the army and Esdeth from a distance.

"What a powerful general." She whispered, "The spirit of this team has been integrated with the general, she must have a huge prestige in it, even in my former kingdom, I have never had such General, such an army."

This is by no means Arturia belittle herself.

If she were to bring her former troops to fight this one, she would definitely not have much chance of winning.

Even her armies adore and fear her equally.

Joan of Arc, who was also on the battlefield during her lifetime, was even more speechless.

If Artoria's army might still be capable of a battle, then the army she once led was simply incomparable.

"I want her to join the Knights of the Round Table more and more." Artoria said again, with a certain longing in her eyes, "Whether her character is really as bad as Najieta said, just this alone She has the ability to train soldiers, so she has this value and qualification."

"That's right, they are all yours, you can take them all home." Joan was speechless, "So we go there now?"

"No, wait any longer." Artoria shook her head.

His gaze turned to a place farther away, where several armies were also approaching.

Just by contrast.

Those armies looked a bit miserable, messy, disobedient to command, and people's hearts were fluctuating. The only thing worthy of praise was the fighting spirit entwined with hatred and hope.

The revolutionary army also stopped only a few hundred meters away from Esdes's army.

In a certain army, the leader was the General Bartley who was once disguised by Chelsea.

This reckless high-ranking revolutionary army, looking at the neatly lined up army in front of him at this moment, no matter how much he controlled himself, it was difficult to maintain his composure.

"Chelsea, the people from Anning Road have also arrived, when will the night raiders take action?" he asked.

According to the plan, the night raiders took out the enemy Tegushi, and they took out the enemy army.

Both sides win, is the real victory.

As former generals of the empire, no one knows the horror of Esdeth better than them.

Chelsea didn't speak, but looked around on her feet.

Suddenly, pointing to a certain place.

"They're here."

Because of the abundant and overly active magic power in the air, people in this world can have good physical fitness as long as they exercise a little. Therefore, almost all the soldiers have seen that a few hundred meters away, that is heading towards The two people who followed Estes walked over step by step.

Suddenly there was some commotion in the ranks of the revolutionary army.

"Those two people...are you talking about the helping hands in the night attack?" Bartley's eyes were wide open, and his voice was so nervous that his voice was a little shrill, "What are they doing? Surrender?"

The two walked towards the entire army step by step.

Almost no one would feel that they were going to fight.

The first reaction is to surrender.

"Of course not." Chelsea didn't know how to explain it, because she had never seen the two of Arturia make a move, so she just pretended to be calm and said, "Don't worry, we just need to watch."

And the other side.

Estes was also looking at the two people walking towards him.

Are all women?

She showed a rather curious expression.

Nothing can be seen on the breath.

Arturia stopped just tens of meters away from her, and Joan took a step back a little weakly. Just when everyone was thinking about what they were going to do, Arturia spoke.

"I am the King of Knights! Arturia Pendragon!"

With this opening, the sound was like a storm suddenly rolled up on the sea, rushing towards all directions like a tsunami.

Even Esdeth's army began to stir up in this one, and the source of the disturbance was the frightened mount.

Among the revolutionary army, some people almost fell off their horses.

what is this?

Some kind of Teigu that amplifies the sound?

No one could have imagined that the voice of a person speaking would fill the entire world in an instant, spreading and reverberating along with the tumbling air waves.

Estes finally showed an expression of interest.

The long whip in his hand flicked forward, making a snap.

"The King of Knights? I've never heard of it. Could it be that he is self-appointed?" Her tone was playful, and she looked at Artoria with insufficient eyesight.

With a pretty face and snow-like skin, she looks like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but her eyes and temperament are indeed like a king who has experienced many battles.

interesting.

Estes could already predict that today's battle might not disappoint her.

"The glory of the king, why should others decide." Artoria didn't let her voice spread like before, but it still floated clearly to most of the army, "I am king, no matter where I am, I am still king."

"Then, this girl who claims to be the king." Esthers deliberately emphasized the two words of self-proclaimed, "Why are you standing in front of me?"