Davidian's Holy Grail War

Artoria did not hesitate, despite being outnumbered. Her advantage was that she could send all her troops, except for the reserves, forward. This time, the enemy archers stopped firing after two volleys of arrows.

Clearly, they intend to settle the score directly with us on the battlefield, which is perfect.

Winzenrib also deployed two large companies of the First Army Corps, forming a line to block the enemy's advance.

This battle presented no terrain advantage or unexpected situations; it was a pure contest of command and individual skill between the two sides. He was under considerable pressure, but he managed to hold on.

In the current situation, the intensity of the battlefield has not exceeded the expectations of both sides' command.

Artoria remained calm. She could tell that the enemy had not yet exerted their full strength. It seemed that the allied forces of the kings did not have a strong commander to unify the entire army.

This is a chance for her to win. If she can seize the opportunity, she might be able to break through the enemy's central camp and forcefully end the battle.

Such intensity was also suitable for King Arthur's army, and the new recruits, under the guidance of the veterans, began to adapt to war and to bloodshed.

Although there were casualties, they were still within a manageable range, and the confidence that King Arthur gave them enhanced their resilience on the battlefield.

They all believed they could win, and even though the enemy outnumbered them many times over, they fought tenaciously.

The First Army Corps was still patient at this time, with David An and the four companies that would be carrying out the assault mission with him waiting.

This is just a pre-battle probe, we can't rush it. What he's putting in now is just a drop in the ocean and won't change the situation on the battlefield at all.

"We must be patient. The enemy's knights haven't arrived yet. Gawain hasn't made his move either. Although defeating Gawain directly would be the biggest blow to their morale, I think we might be able to bypass Gawain and directly attack their central army."

Wincenrib urged David to be patient, knowing David was already losing his temper. The intensity of the battle was escalating, and he couldn't stand idly by.

As expected, it was the allied forces of the kings who could no longer tolerate it. With their vanguard blocked by the enemy, they had to send their knights to launch a breakthrough. They had a significant numerical advantage, with far more knights than King Arthur's side, and they were confident that they would not lose.

"Lord Bedivere, Lord Kay, thank you for your help." Artoria gave the order, and Bedivere and Kay did not hesitate at all.

They gripped their lances tightly and led their two thousand knights forward, entangled with the enemy knights, and denied them the opportunity to breach the front lines and engage in repeated slaughter.

Bedivere knew all too well what a miserable end would be if these knights in plate armor and lances charged into the infantry lines.

So he went at it with all his might, killing two enemy knights who charged at him with a single blow. To everyone's disbelief, this silver-haired, one-armed knight swept across the battlefield, unstoppable.

Kay was right beside him, protecting his side and shielding him from attacks from the right. It was the first time the two had teamed up on the battlefield, but their previous training had already given them ample understanding and coordination.

This battle is precisely the moment for them to shine; fighting with all their might to kill the enemy is the best reward for being king.

But Kai couldn't help feeling a little worried; he could sense Bedivere's stamina draining away. The enemy numbers were too great, and Bedivere had used all his strength right from the start; he probably couldn't hold out for long.

But now Kay could only grit his teeth and continue fighting alongside Bedivere, trying to scatter the enemy's knightly legions and prevent them from regrouping for a final charge.

Artoria was still observing the battlefield, and there were actually one or two times when she couldn't help but want to unleash her full power.

She wanted to launch a direct light cannon attack to let the opposing coalition know what they were fighting against, but if they burned the land, then the war would be meaningless.

At this moment, another wave of allied knights charged. This is the advantage of having more people; they can wear down the enemy's stamina and energy in waves.

Although Bedivere could sense his exhaustion, he still gripped his spear and charged toward his opponent.

He could sense the strength of the enemy's leading knight. If he could defeat him, he might have a chance to break through the enemy's vanguard.

But the next moment, Bedivere's lance was broken. He turned his horse to look at the knight who had just severed his lance with a single sword strike.

The other man's face remained expressionless, as if he had just done something insignificant. Bedivere suppressed his disbelief, picked up his spear again, and charged at his opponent once more.

But it was no use; once interrupted, it would happen again. His spear broke in two once more. His opponent clearly didn't want to kill him; otherwise, Bedivere might have been cleaved in two by now.

"Step back, you are no match for me! Don't make me fight you to the death."

The opponent rebuked Bedivere, getting bogged down in a prolonged fight over a single blow. Forgetting his responsibility to command the army, this silver-haired knight seems rather immature.

“Sun Knight, Gawain!” Bedivere recognized the other party’s identity.

Indeed, he was no match for him. This man was not someone he should be dealing with; he should be commanding the legions and knights at the front lines, not entangled in a fight with this guy.

Let Gawain be left to Davidian, or perhaps the King, to handle.

The knight beside Bedivere immediately handed him a lance, and the two sides clashed again.

This time, Bedivere dodged Gawain, avoiding having his weapon cut again. After the two sides exchanged blows, Bedivere charged directly towards the Allied second line.

He believed that either the King or David would surely find a way to deal with Gawain.

Gawain swung his sword to wipe away the blood. He had just clashed with Bedivere three times, killing a total of eleven of the enemy's knights.

Now he was charging towards the center of King Arthur's army, where King Arthur was! He wanted to defeat the so-called King Arthur and win this war.

Chapter 65 Heading Straight to the Central Army

Artoria looked at Gawain and thought, "As expected of the unparalleled Sun Knight, his strength is truly remarkable."

The three charges directly broke through Bedivere's knightly army, forcing Bedivere and Kay to abandon their charge and bypass the still-engaged vanguard.

Now he's heading this way, intending to take the central army directly. If he manages to break through the central army in one fell swoop, the victory on the battlefield will probably be completely secured.

"As expected of him, his strength is truly impressive. Artoria, you need to be careful. He's currently in triple-power mode, so don't let him knock you down."

Merlin spoke softly to Artoria without any apparent hesitation, to which Artoria could only give him a wry smile. Honestly, Merlin has absolutely no sense of crisis at a time like this.

But the next moment, Artoria pulled on Ramley's reins and led her personal guards straight towards Gawain.

Since I'm here, I'll hold off Gawain. The Sun Knight isn't enough to make me give up so easily.

The chosen sword clashed with Kaledin, leaving Gawain astonished. Was this not-so-strong, even somewhat thin, man truly King Arthur?

I hadn't seen him clearly before, but now that we're so close, it's amazing how...

Gawain couldn't help but admire King Arthur. How could such a small, frail body withstand him head-on? Could it be that it could block him, who was invincible under the sun's triple power?

"I never thought such a thing actually happened..." Gawain murmured to himself, then focused all his attention back on King Arthur in front of him.

This battle left him no room for carelessness. Gawain could only barely suppress Artoria in front of him. If he were to be careless even slightly, the situation might become uncontrollable for him.

But when Wincenrib saw this, he knew his chance had come. He immediately said to David beside him:

"Commander! Now is your chance to charge! If you can do it, cut through the enemy's vanguard and annihilate their central army."

If you think the vanguard is too chaotic, then choose to bypass it and head straight for the center! Anyway, no matter what, those ten kings—if you get the chance, kill one of them!

"Understood!" Davidian drew his sword without hesitation, and the Evil Dragon Armor instantly donned. Now was the time to break through the enemy lines in one fell swoop and secure King Arthur's complete victory!

"Everyone, charge with me!" David was the first to charge, and then the other four soldiers from Dalian followed him in this desperate charge that would determine the outcome of the war.

They raised their battle axes, roaring as they followed Davidian. What was clearly a charge of thousands now intimidated everyone on this battlefield of tens of thousands.

They all knew this might be a one-way charge, but they all resolutely followed Davidian as he charged towards the Allied forces. They believed their fight was worthwhile, and they were certain of victory.

Davidian bypassed the entangled front lines without hesitation; what he needed now was time. He'd let them handle the fighting there themselves; he couldn't afford to waste any more time.

When Bedivere saw Davidon launch his charge, he knew that his final mission in this battle had arrived.

He and Kai transformed into spearheads, reorganized their remaining knights, and charged towards the enemy's second line. Bedivere used up all his remaining strength in this charge.

Their combined efforts even broke through the enemy's third and final wave of remaining knights, directly scattering the allied forces' second line. This created the best opportunity for David and his men.

"Go! David!" At Bedivere's roar, David swiftly broke through the line and headed straight for the third. Once the third line was breached, the central army would be there, and so would the kings!

Soon, the thousands of warriors wielding battle axes, along with David, encountered the enemy's last line of defense. David and his leading thirty men directly opened a breach in this line, allowing their brethren to pour in and break through the defenses.

Winchenrib was right; no matter how heavy the shield or armor, it was nothing but scrap metal to be smashed before Davian. Once his charge began, no ordinary person could stop him.

"Those who stand in my way shall die!" Davidian's emotions were completely out of control. Every swing of his sword brought forth a trail of blood. Since the second line of defense, he had killed countless people and stained his body with countless drops of blood.

It was only then that the kings realized just how fast Davian was, a human lawnmower, and that the surrounding Allied soldiers simply couldn't get close.

If they chose to forcibly stop David, their limbs would either be severed from their bodies, or their heads would fly off. Forget about stopping him; they'd be lucky to even survive.

Before long, no one dared to approach David. The kings had no choice but to send their personal guards, who served as the central army, up against him. These men were their last resort, but they didn't know if they could stop David, who had already begun his campaign.

However, David didn't care. He didn't care what these guys were thinking or what they were doing. He took the fantasy book from his belt, quickly read it three times, and then swung his sword.

The triple-strengthened cross-shaped sword aura swept away all the enemies before him, splattering blood across the entire battlefield. If Artoria's light cannon attack caused too much damage to the land, he hadn't reached that point yet, so he would use his strongest attack to sweep away the enemy forces at top speed.

As long as one is human, one will inevitably feel fear. David's ruthless methods and speed of killing will ignite the fear in everyone's heart.

[We can't win. Against this dragon knight, no matter how many there are, it won't make a difference.]

[This isn't a dragon knight, it's a demonic dragon knight! Get close and you'll be killed. There's absolutely no compassion in him.]

Fear and terror, these most primal emotions, surfaced within these men. In David's four large companies, thousands of men, each swing of their battle axes claimed an enemy's life; David's terrifying presence caused all enemies to instinctively distance themselves from him.

Even the strongest warrior would tremble before him.

Finally, the high and mighty kings made their move. Although not all of them, several kings rode their warhorses toward Davian, who, in his rage, read the fantasy book twice more.

Powerful dark energy coiled around the dark sword. He swung the sword and spun it, the dark sword energy spreading outwards in a ring.

Apart from the First Legion soldiers who had prepared in advance and kept their distance from Davidian upon entering the central army, all other enemies who dared to approach Davidian earlier were cleaved in two at this moment.

At this moment, the outcome of the victory is perhaps beyond doubt.

Chapter 66 Gawain was deeply moved.

Hearing the retreat horns sounding from behind, Gawain reluctantly prepared to evacuate. But before retreating, he asked King Arthur:

"King Arthur... I'll call you that for now. What is the purpose of raising your banner? What is the purpose of waging war? Is it merely to become king and unify Britain?"

Artoria sheathed her chosen sword and said to Gawain, "My nephew—Gawain, the Sun Knight. Since you ask, I will answer. I did not raise the banner for myself, nor did I seek to unify Britain to become king."

I raised the chosen sword and fought to end this dark age, to end this war on Britain, to drive out all the foreign invaders, and for the sake of the people of this island!