"Prepare the solemn knights who have just completed the formation, and pass my order, and the troops stationed in Camelot will set off immediately." King Arthur waved his hands and put on a white plush cloak, holding the famous sword of vowed victory that moved the world with his right hand "Prepare the horse , let me go to Ireland alone to support Morgan."

All the Knights of the Round Table did not suspect him, and collectively responded, "Obey!"

Merlin was worried. He didn't expect King Arthur to lose his composure as soon as he mentioned Morgan. How could he rush forward alone!

"Liya, this may be a trap, there is no reason to take such a risk."

Hayasaka Ai smiled slightly, "Isn't it romantic to have someone who saves people without even needing a reason?"

This sentence...is exactly the same as when Wang went to save the girl who had encountered a nightmare.

The same scene, the same rhetoric, Merlin has understood Hayasaka Ai's determination, and he cannot stop the King of Knights from rushing to the battlefield.

"My lord, Wu Yun is prosperous."

Chapter 101 The Witch Morgan Appears

"Lia, until the follow-up support force led by the Knights of the Round Table arrives, you will have to go deep alone to rescue His Royal Highness Morgan. Be careful."

In the circle of Camelot's horses, Merlin still worriedly reminded, "Bach V has an unknown trump card. Although I don't think it's as difficult as the dragon Vortigern, it must be very difficult."

"Merlin, when did you become such a mother-in-law? Why do you look like an old father?"

The blond king smiled and reached out to open a separate enclosure.

With a high-pitched neigh, a white steed leaped forward, its white mane fluttering in the wind like a banner, and its vigorous body outline made it easy to remember the might of this war horse at a glance.As King Arthur's mount, it is definitely the most powerful war horse in the whole of Britain.

Since the war horse was fainted by the white dragon Vutigeng last time, Ai Hayasaka started the mount strengthening plan, mixing a small amount of her own red dragon's blood into its feed.Not only that, Hayasaka Ai also arranged for a bard to tailor a legend for the war horse, which can be said to be painstaking.

The effect was immediate, it had become a horse with the blood of the dragon, a horse that would never faint from fright again.

King Arthur grabbed the reins and stood up and sat up gracefully, "Merlin, just relying on the bare commander of a defeated general, I can't do anything to me."

"Okay, as long as you have an idea."

"Then I'm off."

Ai Hayasaka used her magic power and used her A-level riding skills. At this moment, she was no less than any top rider.

Hearing a snap of the reins, King Arthur's mount flew away. The lightning speed turned into a white shadow that almost merged into the horizon. Merlin even doubted whether this horse with dragon blood could even fly do it.

Dawn broke in the sky, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, and King Arthur was already on his way to battle.

On the other hand, the major events in Ireland are becoming more intense, but to trace the source, you have to look forward in time a little.

The nobles assembled their privately hired knights, a total of [-] people, and came to the Irish City Hall in such a mighty way.This represents Camelot's direct management of the local area, and of course they want to take this place as their target.

Hula la!The hired knights escorted the carriages of the powerful Irish nobles, and surrounded the city hall with swords and guns.

"Stop." The leading nobleman waved his hand, and the knights stopped marching immediately, and then he shouted again, "City Lord, come out quickly, unless you want me to set fire to this place."

With such a blatant threat, the city lord didn't dare to hide anymore, and hurriedly ran out nodding and bowing.

"Marquis Maltz, don't get too excited, we have something to talk about."

The fat-headed Marquis roared angrily, "How can I not be excited? King Arthur killed my only son on the prairie, but now she wants to move my ancestral property. I am at odds with this woman."

Your son, Earl Maltz, was killed by the king in the steppe as a traitor, which is very satisfying.

However, it is impossible for the city lord to speak his mind in front of the marquis, after all, he is bound to be strong now.

"Hey, Marquis... Sir, if you have any opinions, you can tell me. I will report to His Majesty King Arthur, and she will definitely give a fair judgment..."

"To shut up!"

With a wave of his hand, the Marquis stretched out a few spears from all around, and pointed them at the city lord's chest.

His eyes were red and he said, "You are the country mouse raised by that woman to replace us. You are no different from the guys from Camelot. They are all spying on our property..."

"Is that really your property, no, never."

Seeing that he could not escape death, the city lord simply gritted his teeth and said what he wanted to say most all the time.

"Fat pig, you are just a ruffian looking for people's fat, and the nobles are the rats who eat up the big granary of Britain."

"If it weren't for His Excellency King Arthur's bravery and bravery to settle you corrupt nobles, I don't know when this kingdom will fall. Now you are just a ghost struggling to get up. In fact, your lower body is already in history. in the grave."

"My grandparents have been farming for generations. When I saw people like you... I subconsciously bowed my head, saying that Mr. Marquis felt uncomfortable and wanted to call him a master... I deserve it! My bones are too soft! Fuck me, I'm just a puddle of mud, read I read a little book and was chosen by the king to be an errand, it doesn’t matter if I die, there are thousands and thousands of others I will stand up.”

The powerful words spread in all directions, and the people on both sides of the street peered out of the windows to observe this side.

Gradually, their eyes changed from fear to bewilderment to hesitation...then they fixed on Marquis Maltz with the same eyes, which were the eyes of the awakened ones.

The Marquis was furious, pointed at the city lord's nose and said viciously, "You are not afraid of death, so go and die."

Those words exhausted the city lord's courage all his life, he smiled relievedly, he felt that all the resentment he had accumulated had been let out by this scolding.For a serf, it was not in vain to straighten his back for the second time at the end of his life.

I remember the first time I knew the so-called dignity was in Wang’s speech, I miss it a bit...

The mercenary's butcher's knife had already been raised high, but at this moment, there was a deafening voice from around:

"Long live Britain, long live King Arthur—"

The city lord immediately answered "Long live the people!"

One sound, two sounds, tens of thousands of voices merged into a flood, destined to hit the thing that had imprisoned them all this time.The mercenaries were stunned for a moment, and the Marquis was too frightened to move his mouth and muttered, "Troublemaker, trickster."

"I want to close the sentence just now." The city lord said majestically, "They have already stood up."

"Mr. City Lord, even you got up."

A cold voice sounded, and the surroundings of the city hall suddenly fell silent, as if a big hand was holding the air tightly, making one dare not make a sound.

After the voice fell, a pitch-black stone door appeared out of thin air, and it automatically pushed open with a bang.I saw a woman wearing a black tulle walking out of it. She was wearing a dark blue luxurious long dress, and there were this bewitching red lines on her belly that exposed her belly. She walked with a chilling aura.

Abyss, darkness, unpredictable and weird.

In Ireland, the most famous person must be the witch Morgan. Once she appeared, no one would dare to do it again.

As the local governor who was stationed here by Camelot, the city lord naturally understood, "Your Highness, I hope your rest has not been disturbed."

"It's okay, the noise you made is very interesting."

Morgan grabbed the void in the direction of Marquis Maltz, and his magic power surged.

Age of Gods Magic · Breaking the Army!

The flood came from the sky, invisible and colorless but with substantial power, like a wave, it washed away the mercenaries in an instant.More than half of the army of 500 people was disintegrated in Morgan's understated attack.

The princess of Britain, the Duke of Ireland, and the witch Morgan opened her lips lightly, "My son is a traitor, and my father is not clean. The Maltz family is really a nest of snakes and rats."

Chapter 102 The Barbarian Strikes

The witch's unceremonious and sharp words immediately annoyed Marquis Maltz.

"How dare you insult our Maltz family—poof!"

Morgan waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force left a red palm print on the face of the chubby nobleman, causing him to roll around in the air for a few times before he slammed down hard on the ground.

"Look at you, the people who have to rely on their own family are the most useless, boring guys."

"Damn it, Morgan, don't forget..."

Snapped!

This palm was even more powerful, and directly tore Marquis Maltz's mouth, and he fell to the ground, holding his wound and hesitating, unable to speak.

As expected of being the de facto ruler of Ireland, Morgan's power and power completely suppressed the situation, and the noisy and joyous alliance of nobles headed by the Marquis of Maltz suddenly stopped.After all, this is still the fief inherited by King Uther to Morgan, and with her years of hard work, the majesty of the witch has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, the city lord quickly stood up, "Thank you, Your Highness Morgan, for your righteous action. I thank you on behalf of the people of Ireland."

"Well, it's also hard work for Mr. City Lord to fulfill his duties."

"Nothing, it should be."

Although the city lord agrees on the surface, his heart is the same as that of the mirror. Why does Morgan have the ability to make a move but just waits and sees the changes? She is doing multiple-choice questions.If Maltz wins, she will support the puppet to replace herself, King Arthur's man, and if she wins, she will act righteously to gain a wave of prestige.

If he had not received the voice of these people, Morgan would have given up on himself.

This method... The Uther King sisters are indeed not easy to save fuel.

However, compared to Artoria, Morgan lacked the uprightness of a king, did not have that kind of frank domineering, and was more of a manipulator.King Arthur is the sun, the Duke of Ireland is the shadow.

In contrast, the lord of the city still firmly supported King Arthur.

"The Marquis Maltz, the traitor, deprives you of your title and all your property in the name of the lord of the Irish fiefdom, and you will be punished under the witness of the people." Morgan gave an order, announcing the fate of Maltz, "The chief culprit has passed Fufa, let me personally seize it and hand it over to King Arthur, this is the end of the Irish affairs."

Stupid guys, if you haven't even started a real rebellion, it's worth nothing even if it's quelled.

The countermeasures against King Arthur's economic system have not been completed, so Ireland's bargaining chip in front of King Arthur has depreciated. If she does not meet resistance, she will not realize that she must cooperate with others to successfully reform.

Bad moves one after another, all because King Arthur's public opinion base is too deep!

With Morgan's intelligence, he certainly knew the power of King Arthur's deep cultivation of the mass line. Maltz's power was not enough to cause wars in Ireland. Sooner or later, he would be taught by the people to be a man.On the other hand, because King Arthur is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, everyone is willing to endure the soaring prices in front of them and believe that King Arthur will definitely solve it.

Wanting to set off a double economic and military crisis in Ireland was unexpectedly extinguished by King Arthur's public opinion, and she suppressed the rebellion before she came to power.

Had to give up.

At this time, Earl Maltz suddenly went mad, "Hahaha, evil witch, do you think I don't know that you are using me?"

"Your resourcefulness is indeed comparable to the nightmare next to King Arthur, but your eyes are too focused on Camelot, so you ignore the things in front of you... Hahahaha, I can't even be considered a vanguard at this level."

The black veil on Morgan's head quivered.

Her cold voice was filled with surprise, "Could it be...you united with the barbarians?"

"Bach V is bent on revenge, but the best way to break through the British Knights stationed on the grassland is to bypass it. You used the rebellion to relax the defense of Ireland in order to create opportunities for him to land."

"Marquis Maltz, you are good at eating things from the inside out."

The Duke of Ireland waved his sleeve, and a hurricane condensed into a sharp blade and brushed over Maltz's body, blooming a bloody flower, which immediately made him motionless.

The big villain who oppressed the surrounding residents for many years has been executed, but no one is happy now.Because they just heard the bad news that the murderous Bach V led the barbarians to attack, and they were about to ignite the flames of war on the land of Ireland.

At the thought of a new crisis, the people fell silent.

"What are you afraid of? Bach V killed a lot of people. Did King Arthur build a tower of human heads to watch the murder?" Morgan looked around and said loudly, "Don't forget, your king is the most terrifying in the world. exist."

"Mr. City Lord, you have to work hard to evacuate the people. Once the barbarians land, they will definitely target this port city first. The first round of confrontation will break out here."

Faced with the orders of his immediate superior in name, the city lord did not dare to neglect.

"As ordered, Your Highness."

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