Davidian's Holy Grail War

Tristan plucked a string; he could almost foresee how brutal the war would be, which was not what they expected.

Artoria nodded. They could all see the thick walls of Lentinium, which were not easily crossed.

"So, what do you all think?" Artoria wanted to ask her trusted subordinates for their opinions and hear what they planned to do.

"Your Majesty, if we can defeat Vortigern's army in one fell swoop, then I suggest we try to directly attack their city gates while they are retreating."

If we can buy enough time for a few of us to lead enough soldiers into the city, then we can switch to street fighting and maybe even take Lentinium.

Lancelot shared the ideas of the others, and they all had the same idea for this battle.

Artoria nodded slightly. This was one method. If they were fast enough and their vanguard was strong enough to capture the most important city gate, they could bypass the thick city walls and storm the palace through street fighting.

“Your Majesty, I think Lord Lancelot’s idea is good. I am willing to serve as the vanguard. With my abilities and protection, I should be able to do it.”

Seeing that King Arthur seemed quite interested in the plan, Gawain decided to take on the task.

It wasn't that he wanted to steal the credit, but rather that with the sun's protection, he was indeed unharmed and could perform this task without fear. He was truly more suitable for this mission than the others.

But Artoria smiled and said, "No, this task does not need to be done by you gentlemen. I will personally charge into battle and open the city gates."

"Your Majesty! How can you send Your Majesty on such a dangerous mission?" The knights present, except for David, were all panicked.

Even if the king's strength is extraordinary, it would be too dangerous to directly attack the opponent's gate.

Only Davidian smiled. Indeed, city gates were utterly useless for the people's livelihood. Artoria wouldn't mind unleashing the power of the Holy Sword there; with the immense power of that lake sword, blasting open the city gate in one strike would probably be no problem.

"My lords, do not be nervous. Do not forget that our king possesses the Holy Sword. With the power of the Holy Sword, it is only a matter of a moment to blast open the city gate. This is also a good opportunity to demonstrate our king's power. Just watch."

Davidian spoke up for Artoria, and now that Artoria said she wanted to take the lead herself, Davidian would definitely let her fully demonstrate her power.

With her power, it was Vortigern's army and that pitiful city wall that deserved pity.

As Davidian spoke, everyone looked at the holy sword at the king's waist. Each of them knew it was an unimaginable weapon.

But they had never seen just how powerful this sword was. And now, it seemed the opportunity to witness the power of our king was finally approaching.

"My mind is made up. Just watch, my lords. Victory in this battle will surely be ours." With these words from Artoria, the meeting ended amidst the curiosity and anticipation of the crowd.

Gawain and Lancelot went to prepare their troops, while Davidian had not yet left.

Seeing David sitting there, Artoria asked him, "What's wrong, David? Is there something you want to say?"

"I met Vortigern once a few years ago. Artoria, you'll be facing him, won't you? Then you must be very careful; there's probably something fishy about that guy's background."

It would be best to have Gao Wenqing accompany you so you can secure a smooth victory. However, if anything goes wrong, I will arrive immediately after suppressing Futigeng's army within the city.

David uttered these words on instinct; his intuition told him that there would likely be a big event tomorrow.

Artoria nodded, and just then Merlin walked in from outside the tent, his face beaming. "That's right," he said, "so to ensure complete victory, Artoria, I have something to give you!"

Chapter 85 Breakthrough in Lentinium

As the morning sun shone on the earth, both armies marched out simultaneously. This time, the numbers on both sides were not significantly different. Twenty thousand against thirty thousand—this was not a numerical disadvantage.

However, Davidian was wary because Vortigern's army was truly elite.

They have a full range of military branches, are well-organized, and have all experienced the great battle many years ago; they are truly elite veterans.

King Arthur's army consisted of energetic new recruits, while Vortigern's army was composed of seasoned veterans. Davidian was unsure whether this battle would be another resounding victory for Vortigern.

He put away the fantasy book Merlin had given him yesterday. Merlin said that the book actually came with David, but Merlin couldn't open it no matter what he tried.

Davidian did recognize the book; it was The Dragon King. He knew it very well. But even he, the current swordsman of the Dark Sword, couldn't open it, and he didn't know why.

This battle was even simpler than before; there wasn't even a pre-battle declaration.

After the archers unleashed a volley of arrows, the enemy infantry charged directly towards King Arthur's side. As the battle lines became entangled, Vortigern's cavalry immediately launched a charge.

Their offensive was so relentless that even David could feel the oppressive pressure emanating from them.

"The wyvern cavalry is coming!"

David, who had already charged into the enemy ranks, saw wyvern riders taking off from the city and charging directly towards King Arthur's army, but fortunately they had made ample preparations for this.

"Ballista, fire! Suppress the enemy wyverns! Don't be stingy with the bolts, bring the short spears."

Tristan stood beside the ballista unit, directing his forces to suppress the flying wyverns.

Tristan's expression was resolute and forceful at this moment, and his hand never stopped plucking the bowstring. The enemy's air power was formidable, and he had to give it his all.

At that moment, more arrows came flying from the city wall. Davidon parried the incoming arrows while fighting off the enemy. He couldn't help but roar:

"That cruel bastard Vortigern, he doesn't even spare his own army?"

"Are you all insane? Your army is even killing your own people!" Lancelot slashed at the enemies around him, but no one responded to his shouts.

Most of Vortigern's army simply did their best to kill the enemy in silence.

No one escaped; they were practically corpses.

Lancelot stopped trying to communicate and persuade them to surrender. Despite being attacked by his own archers, he still hadn't given up the fight.

That means these people are either insane or being controlled by something. Lancelot can only focus on killing the enemy at this moment.

Artoria watched this scene from her warhorse, and at that moment, she decided to stop enduring and observing. Now she was going to charge in; it was time to open the city gates and begin the next phase of the battle.

"Gawain, follow me! Send all the Royal Guards!" Artoria spurred her horse and charged towards the enemy, the brilliance of her holy sword shining like a star on earth.

Riding on Ramlai, Artoria slashed left and right, and no enemy could withstand her attacks. The invincible King Arthur displayed astonishing martial prowess at this moment, truly the unrivaled god of war on the battlefield.

"Winchenrib, get the brothers away from the city gates! Everyone prepare for the assault. Once the gates open, immediately rush into the city and engage in street fighting!"

When David saw Artoria charging towards him, he knew what she was planning. He couldn't let his brothers get caught up in the king's attack; that was no joke.

King Arthur, leading the charge, swung his sword fiercely, spilling blood as he began chanting the prefix of his true name, Liberation. This strike was about to break through the city gates!

"This radiance is the hope of the stars, the proof of life that illuminates the earth! Let us fight to the death, sword of exterminator!"

A golden beam of light swept across the area, engulfing the entire city gate area. David couldn't help but rub his eyes. What kind of attack was this? Was this the unleashing of the Holy Sword?

At this moment, David began to hear the sounds of weapons falling to the ground. The people whose minds had been driven away by the radiance of the holy sword had given up the fight.

They were soldiers, that's true, but it depends on who the opponent is. When they regained their senses and saw the city gate reduced to ashes, they thought, "What a joke! How can we possibly win against an opponent like that?"

This is practically mythical! How could humans possibly defeat a monster with such power?

"Charge! Charge in and take Lentinium!" Davidian charged ahead, leading the charge into the city.

Meanwhile, Vortigern's last remaining loyal followers, who were not under mind control, began returning to the city.

They all knew that the benevolent Artoria wouldn't fire cannons in the city, so they could try to wear down the enemy by using street fighting in the city.

"Lancelot! Go and capture the walls, wipe out their archers, and get more soldiers into Lentinium!"

Artoria immediately gave the order for Lancelot to occupy the city walls to ensure everyone could enter the city while also securing a retreat route should things go wrong.

"Yes, my king!" Lancelot rushed up the steps toward the city wall as soon as he entered the city.

Aaronette's cold blade had tasted the blood of his enemies, and at this moment, Lancelot could truly be called an unparalleled knight; his strength was beyond doubt.

Meanwhile, Artoria and Gawain rushed straight towards the palace, where Vortigern was located. Once Vortigern was dealt with, the battle could be considered completely over.

[How strange, why is there not a single resident? When I first came to this Lentinium, although I lived in fear, there were still many residents.]

David continued to kill Vortigern's last loyalists in the street fighting. Although he didn't know why these people wanted to die with Vortigern, he couldn't be bothered to care.

Lancelot had already secured the city walls as quickly as possible, and his direct subordinates took over the breached city gate area and sections of the city walls.

He himself began to advance into the city, but when he had only advanced a dozen meters, several short swords came at him from a dark corner.

He swung his sword to block all the short swords while simultaneously slashing at the enemy, but the opponent was very agile and managed to dodge his attacks.

"Lord Lancelot! Watch out behind you!" With the soldier's shout, several short swords came flying from behind him, but Lancelot reacted quickly and dodged the sudden attack once again.

"You guys go first! I'll handle these assassins by myself! Hurry up and go!"

Lancelot fended off their attacks, then blocked the attacks of Vortigern's assassins.

He didn't know how many more sharp blades were hidden in the shadows, but he knew that his soldiers staying here wouldn't be of any help; on the contrary, they might become a burden.

So he planned to take care of all the assassins here by himself before continuing his advance. Since the enemy's target was him, he would fight them!

"Yes! I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

The other soldiers knew they couldn't help Lancelot at this point, so they quickly left and joined the suppression of the other Vortigern troops.

Lancelot then began to focus all his attention on dealing with these assassins lurking in the shadows.

When two more blades came flying at him, Lancelot swung his sword with all his might, cleaving the attacker and weapon in two. Now, he could focus solely on dealing with this group of guys.

"Alright, let's see who's going to be the last one standing."

Chapter 86: Their respective opponents

David was also rushing towards the palace at a rapid pace, accompanied by more than a dozen soldiers from the First Company.

The soldiers of the First Dalian were all the most elite warriors. Wincinrib selected these men to play a crucial role in critical moments.

Whether it's a decisive battle or a rearguard action, these people following Davidian have now transformed into a sharp dagger aimed straight at the enemy's heart.

But at that moment, a person slowly walked towards him. In David's eyes, the person clearly looked like an old man, but he gave him a strong sense of oppression.

"Nice to meet you, Dragon Knight Davidian Sleeryk. I am Anagurmas, the only magician under King Vortigern. I am here to stop you, and it would be even better if I could kill you."