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Lancelot roared, and at the same time, he once again swung his longsword, condensing the light cannon into the blade, and directly cut down the three Sun Purification Knights in the direction indicated by the water waves.

But that's not the most heartbreaking part...

"Lancelot, Knight Kay, it's no use! Our weapons are completely ineffective!"

The soldiers assisting nearby shouted anxiously, their weapons poking into the tin knights, but apart from producing some sparks from the friction of the metal shells, they did absolutely nothing.

"Don't engage in direct combat. Attack through the gaps in their defenses to hinder their movement. If you can't win, immediately shift your battle lines and deal with those ordinary soldiers!"

"Understood! Aim at the gaps in the Purification Knights, ah!!"

--call out!!

The soldier captain in charge had just given the order when the heavy greatsword shot by the Purification Knights pierced a huge hole in him. The powerful impact sent his body flying to the ground like a kite, where he lost all life.

"Hateful!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Artoria pulled out the Holy Lance she had embedded in a Purification Knights, then strode forward swiftly and mercilessly pierced through the Purification Knights who had just fired the arrow.

But such attacks can't change anything. Even though Artoria's Holy Lance pierces through dozens of Purification Knights one after another, countless figures will still take their place. This group of tin-shelled knights is not killed off at all.

"Don't just stand there! Don't get bogged down, keep pushing forward!!"

The roars continued, and what was quietly evaporating from everyone's bodies was not only the dripping sweat, but also the bright red, scalding blood of unknown origin.

Weapons clashed violently, producing sharp sounds; flesh was mercilessly torn apart, emitting dull thuds; the dying cried out in despair. Countless sounds intertwined and mingled, forming a chilling wave of sound. Caught in this wave, everyone involuntarily turned their heads back, mouths agape, and roared with all their might, as if only in this way could they prove that they still possessed vibrant life at this moment.

The so-called vanguard force suffered staggering casualties in just ten minutes on such a battlefield. Apart from the Heroic Spirit, the rest of humanity could hardly survive on such a battlefield.

Agravaine's preparations were far too thorough. On the outside were heavily armored Purification Knights, on the inside were longbowmen, and at close range were greatsword knights. It could be said that the battlefield was completely fortified with three layers inside and three layers outside, making it a true impregnable fortress.

Even the Sphinx Legion, which had previously given the Cavalry a hard time, was pinned to the ground by steel arrows under the overwhelming barrage of arrows, unable to move, and could only die under the next round of javelin hurls.

"Damn! A blessing for the behemoth special forces! They even have special javelin units in addition to longbows. That bastard Agravaine's war preparations are too thorough! This is so much stronger than the Camelot defenses we had in our past lives!!"

Having nearly been pierced through the heart by a javelin, Kai finally couldn't help but curse out loud.

This battle was utterly disgusting. The enemy's defenses were like a tortoise shell, so there was no need to worry about the number of weapons or personnel training; they could be easily replenished. The scale of their defenses was enough to qualify it as a national war in Britannia.

We don't know how things are going with Bors and Gaheris right now.

But something has definitely happened on my side.

The three armies were unable to get close at all due to the barrage of arrows from Agravaine's tower defenses. Even first-rate Hassan could be killed when facing a volley of arrows from thousands of Purification Knights, let alone Hassan and his Heroic Spirit who could only rely on their agility to dodge attacks.

The Mountain People's Order, Hassan, is a fighting force specializing in combat against humans. Using them in this kind of siege warfare would be a complete waste; they wouldn't even be able to utilize half of their potential.

"Bedivere, you have the most ideas here. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Kai roared at the silver-haired youth who had just chopped down several Purification Knights with his one-armed sword.

"No, that's not how siege warfare is supposed to be fought."

Bedivere also looked sad.

Although he was very good at formulating strategies, those were all in battles against people, battles that were likely to be won.

Given that our military strength is several times weaker than the enemy's, we cannot win no matter how we fight.

Unless...

"I'm sorry, everyone. The battlefield is already at a critical juncture. Even if you hate me or punish me after this is over, this is a necessary sacrifice."

"We absolutely cannot let all our previous efforts and sacrifices go to waste!!"

Just before the temporary front was about to be completely wiped out by the Purification Knights, Artoria opened her eyes.

The Holy Lance in her hand was enveloped in a golden vortex, and the dazzling golden starlight transformed into a torrent, which then slowly intertwined in Artoria's hand, forming a spiral shape.

Immediately afterwards, powerful magic surged forth.

"What, what is that?"

"What's going on? Is that the goddess's... Holy Punishment?"

While people were wondering, Artoria had already pointed the Holy Lance straight ahead. The next moment, a blinding golden beam of light shot out from her palm like a meteor, crashing down on Camelot's soldiers with overwhelming destructive force.

Boom—!!

The golden starlight melted everything on the road, whether it was the Purification Knights, human soldiers, or the Mountain People's rebels, anyone who touched it would be instantly evaporated by the aftershocks.

Even Artoria was extremely worried about the liberation that had just taken place, but that's how war is. Because of this sudden attack, a hole was forcibly punched in the originally impregnable defense line.

"—Now! Keep going!!"

Artoria hoisted a battle flag and waved it forward. As if guided, the soldiers behind her began to surge into the crack like a tide.

However, in the very next moment—

"We won't let you pass."

A gentle voice was accompanied by a burst of blazing sword light that instantly vaporized hundreds of people advancing towards them.

Upon seeing this familiar attack, Artoria knew who it was. It was an aura from the same source as the Sword of Promised Victory, known as the second Sword of Promised Victory — the Excalibur.

The wielder of this sword is currently waiting at the city gate, becoming Camelot's first line of defense.

However, before the opponent could unleash a second sword strike, two opponents who were already prepared rushed through the gap to Gawain's front.

"It's been a long time, Gawain!"

"Yes, Kai."

"I've missed you so much!"

"You want me dead, don't you..."

Gawain responded helplessly, and the second sword beam he was about to unleash was forced to be withdrawn to block the flaming longsword that Kai had already unleashed.

Clang!

In addition, a heavy spearhead also arrived at the same time, its powerful force causing him to stagger back several steps.

"—!"

Looking in that direction, they saw that Percival, Bedivere, Lancelot, who had arrived with Rovey, were all here. Only Artoria was unable to come over yet because she had to continue commanding the troops.

"What? Never mind..."

Looking at the familiar face in front of him Gawain couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

"What, forget it? Gawain, do you even remember how many people you've killed so far?"

Upon meeting again, Rovey looked at Gawain in front of him and questioned him in a deep voice, while taking a step towards Gawain.

"I don't know, because that's definitely not a number to be praised..."

Gawain didn't understand why Rovey asked this question, but he had indeed never listed his own sins in detail.

"Then I'll tell you!"

Looking at the wronged souls and sins burdened on his body, Rovey roared in a deep voice, "Three thousand two hundred and eleven people! This is the number of lives you have personally killed in this Singularity. Now remember this! You pathetic Sun Knight!"

"At this moment, remember the sins you have committed with your dulled mind."

"... I'm sorry, as you said, I'm afraid I should already be a villain who deserves to go to hell."

Upon hearing this number, Gawain took a deep breath and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.

"However, I will not back down."

"Yes, you don't need to back down at all, because we will let you personally experience just how heavy your sins are!"

As he spoke, this time, Kay Percival very consciously took up his weapon and stood in front of Gawain.

Kai: "Come on, Gawain, haven't had a fight in a while, have you? We're both itching for a good one!"

Percival: "This time, we'll stop you, Gawain."

"... Yes, Kay, Percival, I've been looking forward to this moment too."

Although his duty was to guard the city gate, Gawain had no time to care about anything else at the moment, or perhaps he had long since stopped caring.

At that moment, he looked up and met the gaze of his former comrade. They stared at each other, roared, raised their weapons, and charged at one another with all their might.

This battle will no longer be a small skirmish like before; even he will have to give his all.

Since words cannot persuade the other party, then we shall act as knights.

Let the sword speak for itself!

"Kay, Percival...! I knew it, they were definitely a threat!!"

"And that damn Lancelot, a leopard can't change its spots! That guy betrayed us again, damn it! Gawain's in trouble this time."

On the other side, Agravaine, who was using Magecraft to observe the battlefield situation, angrily slammed his fist on the table.

The knights accompanying him were somewhat worried when they saw Gawain hopes, being directly entangled by Kay Percival, whose strength had also greatly increased.

"Gawain, are you sure he'll be alright?"

"No, impossible! Gawain under the sun is invincible. Although Lancelot is there, and the opponent might indeed be able to kill him, the gates of Camelot will absolutely not be breached by anyone certified by the Lion King —Holy crap!!"

"What's going on? Why are you shouting like that?"

Hearing his two subordinates' startled reactions, Agravaine, who was transferring troops to the city gate area to support Gawain, also looked over.

He then couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Before everyone's eyes, the supposedly impenetrable Chalk Gate was easily pushed open by Rovey. He then smiled slightly at Agravaine, who was watching everything from the other side, and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"—Now, arrest the mastermind, and leave no one alive."

Then, he spoke calmly to the two knights behind him.

Chapter 214 Welcome to the World of Men

"Look! The door... the door, isn't it open?!"

"Holy crap!!"

The moment Camelot's gate was pushed open, everyone still fighting on the battlefield was completely stunned.

Not only the soldiers, but also all the warriors who fought to defend the Holy City, including Gawain, felt extremely complicated when they saw the first line of defense, on which so much hope was placed and which was also Camelot's strongest line of defense, being pushed open.

However, when the Mountain People and the Hassan who arrived later saw this scene, they immediately understood what had happened on the other side of the city gate, which was said to be "never to be breached by external forces".

They had all witnessed Artoria's selfless use of the Holy Lance to clear the way, and the efforts of Kay, Percival, Lancelot, Bedivere, and other Knights of the Round Table, who had also been clearing the way. They had silently prayed for them, and now the outcome was obvious.

Hassan, the Grand Commander, the Child of God in the hearts of the believers, and the Queen in the hearts of the desert soldiers, led humanity in rebellion against the gods. Now, they have broken through the first barrier of this war, shattering the Snowflake Bulwark that was said to be impenetrable.

"Wow! Commander-in-Chief, you're invincible! You've breached Camelot's gates so quickly! That supposedly invincible Knight Gawain must have been utterly defeated and humiliated by you!!"

"The Child of God is invincible! Invincible indeed!!"

"Our leader, we will always love and respect you!!"

"Quick! What are you all standing around for? Follow the leader's lead and keep attacking! We absolutely must witness the upcoming battle of the strong!"

"Charge! Help the Grand Commander capture that nonsensical Lion King, and then—wait for me!!"

It's unclear which fanatical worshipper first uttered such strange words, but the enthusiasm of the Mountain People's army spread like dominoes throughout the ranks, gradually becoming uncontrollable, with countless exaggerated pronouncements echoing through the dark crowd.

The morale, which had been dampened by battle losses, was boosted once again.

"It worked! That's great..."

Seeing this, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she sensed that the morale of the enemy soldiers had plummeted because of this, so she immediately waved her battle flag and ordered her soldiers to rush into the city more quickly.

Although she is more accustomed to using a sword, she is also very skilled at using battle flags. She learned this skill from a girl who resembled her in the 14th century, and it comes in handy today.

With the city gates wide open, the soldiers, who were originally tasked not only with breaking through the defenses of the Purification Knights but also with climbing, suddenly found their mission much easier. Under the command of Artoria's waving battle flag, they poured into the gate in an endless stream.

This scene caused Agravaine's mood to plummet as he watched the battle from the city.

'How could this be? How could this be? How is this possible?'

He slammed his fist on the table, sinking into deep self-doubt.

'This shouldn't be happening, this doesn't make sense, this shouldn't be happening...?'

To prevent the enemy from breaching the gates, he reinforced the original Camelot structure even further. To prevent Lancelot from betraying him and opening the gates, he removed all identification from the Camelot gates, making it impossible for even Gawain or himself to open them. What on earth is going on?!