Boom! A deafening explosion sounded in the small village in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a strong shock wave set off an air wave and pressed on Arthur's body. His current fragile young body could not help but be pushed back by the powerful air wave and almost fell. Arthur then used
He leaned on the sword in his hand and thrust the sword diagonally towards the ground.
With the support of the silver sword, the young man finally stood firm. At the same time, the black-haired country girl also got up from the ground and exclaimed: "It's the British army! The British army is coming! Lord Michael,
Please save us!"
Arthur still stood there, not knowing what to do. The village in the distance began to burst into flames, and there were explosions. The English invading army seemed to be burning the village with rockets and incendiary bombs. This was the most typical approach of invaders.
, barbaric and violent, originally despised by Arthur.
But what can Arthur do now? His body has become that of a frail boy. Although he has a sword in his hand, it is a bit heavy and difficult to swing. With his own skills and the sharpness of the sword, he can defeat everyone.
There were two enemy soldiers, but if a group of enemies surrounded him, with Arthur's current physical strength, he would basically die.
It would be nice to have at least one lightsaber in hand. But are there any high-tech weapons like lightsabers in this world? Even if there are, can such lightsabers be found in such a poor village in the deep countryside?
?
All in all, it is obviously very unrealistic to rush into the village to stop the invading army now. Arthur has just arrived in this world, and Queen Greenville, who is determined to find him, will definitely not be in a hurry to seek death in a place like this.
...Although it is not the King of Knights' usual style to abandon people in danger.
What should we do?
The boy in front of him looked calm, but the girl was even more excited: "I understand, Lord Michael. Just like what God taught me before, before asking for help from others, we must first help ourselves, right?
?I will do it, I will fight, even if it takes my last breath, I will fight the invaders to the end."
Then, before Arthur could react, the girl ran into Arthur's arms and snatched the small dagger for protection from Arthur's waist.
"Please lend me this." The girl ran away with the dagger, running desperately towards the burning village!
"No---!" Arthur wanted to stop him, but the girl's figure had disappeared at an alarming speed.
A drop of cold sweat broke out from Arthur's forehead.
What exactly is going on?
There was no test from God. Arthur was actually just hesitating. However, his weakness and indecisiveness indirectly led to the girl's death.
As a man, and as the original king of Great Britain, how could Arthur tolerate such a thing happening?!
He grabbed his sword tightly and took the first step, planning to rush over to rescue the girl.
However, at this moment, a black shadow of a crow suddenly appeared on the tree next to him.
"Stop it, Your Majesty!" The voice coming from the crow directly entered Arthur's mind.
It was Merlin. Prime Minister Merlin sensed that King Arthur was about to do something stupid, and couldn't help but hurriedly appeared again to stop him!
"Don't stop me, Merlin." Arthur said angrily: "I can't possibly watch civilians being killed innocently in front of me and do nothing - especially a little girl like that!"
"No! You should watch them be killed, if this is their fate!" Merlin said urgently: "Don't forget the most important thing: Your Majesty, you came to this world as a spirit body!
You, like other light spirits, are things that should not exist in this world! Every move you make will have an impact on the original destiny of this world and bring chaos!"
The King of Knights frowned.
"Let alone such trivial matters as contact with others. Your Majesty, if you go to save the people in that village, it means you have to wield your sword against that group of troops, or even kill those group of British soldiers, right? For Guang Ling
, Killing is the most undesirable thing, and it will have a huge impact on the original destiny of this world!"
"I don't care!" King Arthur still said stubbornly.
Merlin became even more anxious: "Perhaps among the British soldiers you are about to kill, they or their descendants will become the saviors who save the world?! Or maybe among the villagers you are about to save, they or their descendants will
Who are the destroyers who will really destroy the world? God knows! Every time you save someone or kill someone, it will bring huge variables to the future of this world. Variables bring chaos, and chaos brings the accelerated destruction of this world! Please do it before your Majesty takes action.
Think carefully!"
Arthur then said with a serious face: "Merlin, don't forget the most important thing: I just need to find Greenville in this world and bring her back. The life and death of this world has nothing to do with me!"
"
Merlin asked in a panic: "Since the life and death of this world has nothing to do with your Majesty, then why do you have any reason to save the people in this village?"
The King of Knights did not answer, but just snorted: "It's just a waste of time to discuss it with you anymore. I just have to do what I want to do, and that's it!"
He ignored the shadow of the crow on the tree and went straight to the fire scene with his sword in hand.
The fire engulfed everything.
A group of British soldiers were looting all over the village. Far from being knights, they were just a group of infantrymen in rags. All of these people were ragged and unkempt, and their faces were covered with dirt and blood.
, the small and bloodshot three-white eyes constantly radiate a bloodthirsty and fierce light.
These so-called soldiers are all poor and have almost no protection at all. Some of them who are relatively prosperous just wear a piece of rough leather on their chests as a defensive sword. Their combat equipment is even more ridiculous.
---------These soldiers were all holding rusty, broken iron swords and spears that were corroded yellow and black by blood, and used them as tools to show off their power in front of the villagers.
Rather than saying that these are soldiers, it is better to say that they are bandits.
And this group of guys who were both soldiers and bandits were throwing homemade Molotov cocktails around their waists, setting the dilapidated thatched village houses on fire one after another. When the villagers were frightened and fled one after another, these bandits
They stormed into the fire scene boldly and looted all the property worth looting in the house. The British army's intention of setting fire to the village was not to kill people, and most of the villagers had already fled, so the villagers killed and injured in this attack were not counted.
many.
Despite this, the village was still filled with blood and fire, full of death and screams, and chaos.
At this moment, a girl appeared in the fire scene. Holding a dagger, she looked at the three British soldiers who were breaking into the house in the distance, and shouted: "Stop!"
"Oh, look what we have here?" The leading British soldier turned to look at the girl, glanced at his companions, and couldn't help but have an evil smile on his lips: "A little girl? Ha!"
He laughed at his companions: "So, all the men in France are dead, and only the women and children are left fighting!"
He turned around again and looked at the girl with contempt: "So, do you want to challenge me? Use that poor little dagger? Then come on, kid! Don't blame me if you die!"
The girl didn't say much. She shouted, rushed forward and stabbed the big man in the abdomen!
"Wow, wow, wow!" The big man dodged easily, and at the same time he shouted frivolously: "It's so scary, little sister!"
The girl saw that she missed with one blow but still didn't give up. She slashed the enemy's abdomen with a second knife with her backhand!
"Hey, don't be presumptuous!" The big man avoided it again and began to look a little impatient. His companions - the other two British soldiers - also started laughing, as if they didn't care about the girl at all.
The look in the eyes!
The girl chased the soldier and continued to slash with her sword. It could be seen from her actions that she had never received any military training and did not understand any basics of fighting. The dagger in her hand was pitifully short. So, no matter what she did,
Even if you swing it hard, you won't be able to hit your opponent.
After dodging about six or seven times, the British soldier finally lost his patience: "That's enough, you're wasting my time!"
He picked up the rusty but still blunt sword in his hand, and after dodging once, he immediately aimed at the girl's head and slashed it hard!
"Woo!" Looking at the iron sword falling in front of her, the girl seemed to realize that her doom was coming. She let out a low groan from deep in her throat, and immediately closed her eyes tightly, preparing to endure what seemed like extreme pain.
A blow!
Boom! However, the iron sword did not fall on her head. It was intercepted by some kind of hard blade a few inches away from the girl's forehead. Then the blunt sword collided with the opponent's sharp sword.
Broken!
Scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch! The upper half of the broken rusty iron sword rotated rapidly in the air, turning into a parabola, passing by the ear of the British soldier, and finally fell in the distance with a thud.
The beams of the wooden house are deeply embedded in the wood.
"You!------Who are you?!" the British soldier exclaimed.
The girl knew from that voice that she had been saved. At this moment, she opened her eyes and saw the back of the young man in front of her.
"Lord Michael!" She shouted as soon as she saw all this.
Arthur made no answer.
"Michael? Archangel St. Michael?" the British soldier muttered, with fear in his tone: "Are you kidding me? How can this kid be Michael!"
Arthur still didn't answer. Silence did not make him appear weak, but made him appear stronger, a silent strength.
"Huh, nonsense! He's just a skinny kid!" Another British soldier also shouted.
However, these people said they didn't believe it, but they still couldn't help but wonder in their hearts.
Because they vaguely saw the extraordinary and brave essence hidden in this young man.