Lords of Camelot

Serenike took Siegfried back to the castle of the Yogdomirenians, where she reported what she had seen and heard to Danik and Vlad III.

Vlad III sat on the throne with one hand supporting his head and then put his hand down after a while of thought. He turned his head and looked at Mordred.

"It seems that our Lord Camelot is more majestic, as expected. I'm afraid that even I would have a hard time facing a knight who possesses the power of a dragon."

Mordred was silent at this moment. He didn't want to speak. This was not the time for him to speak. He should speak only when he saw that person.

At this time, Danic also began to report that there was a servant approaching the castle quickly day and night. It was judged that it should be the Berserker of the Red Team.

"Hmm...any thoughts, Danic?"

Vlad III asked him, and Danik also respectfully replied that they planned to capture that guy and turn him into their own chess piece. This single-soldier charge seemed to indicate that the Berserker was out of the Red Team's control.

Such a plan was not rejected by Vlad III. He raised his hand high in front of everyone and announced that this was the vanguard battle! I am afraid that the opponent also intends to use the Berserker as bait to spy on the strength of the black servants. In this case, there is no need for all members to go out together.

"Swordsmen, cavalrymen, you will accompany me to the battle. The archers will stay in the castle to provide long-range support, and the magicians will hide first. They will appear after we have controlled the enemy's berserkers and repelled the other servants who came to spy on us. Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

No one else denied it, and then the three servants attacked together. Old Mo took out Clarent and chose to take the lead, which was his warlike nature at work.

This is a part of Arthur's bloodline, they are basically very competitive. If it were Davian, he might say that he is out of tune with them in this aspect.

"Come on, come on! Suppressors~! It's time for arrogance to be crushed, and the pride of the strong to be crushed!"

Mordred did not reply. He had no interest in talking to a crazy man. Clarent, shining with silver light, chopped directly at Spartacus. At the first sight, Mordred had already cut off Spartacus' right hand.

"Ohhh! It doesn't matter if one or both hands are cut off! Suppressor! I will launch a higher rebellion at this time!"

Spartacus slashed with his sword, and Old Mo used Clarent to fight him head-on. Old Mo couldn't help but sigh that this guy with a head full of muscles was really like a strongman. Although his skills were not worth mentioning, his brute force was indeed unbeatable.

So in the next ten rounds, Mordred cut off Spartacus's two legs. He didn't kill this guy, after all, Danik still needed him.

But it was not difficult for Jiu Mo to destroy his ability to move, as the difference in strength between the two sides was huge. Jiu Mo even felt that this was not a battle at all, and was very boring.

"As expected of the son of a lion, his strength is beyond words." Vlad III finally arrived at the battlefield on his warhorse. Looking at Old Mo standing there, he couldn't help but express his admiration.

"I'll leave this place to you. There are only two remaining Servants left... Siegfried, let's go meet them."

Siegfried nodded and came to Oldmo's side. Danic also informed Gold to let Chiron prepare for cover. He was here to work with Roger, Serenike and Avisbron to establish a forced contract with Spartacus.

"Don't be careless. According to the current situation, although there are only two enemies, there may be assassins lurking in the darkness. The situation may change from two to two to two to three. Don't relax."

Vlad III gave a warning, and Old Mo replied, "Of course." He was never the kind of person who would let his guard down.

So Siegfried and Old Mo continued to walk towards the outskirts of the forest. Before they had walked for long, they saw the green-haired servant whistling there with a spear on his shoulder.

"Swordsman... and cavalry? Tsk tsk~ I really was underestimated. They actually thought that they could defeat me with just two cavalrymen... This is a shame!"

His expression became arrogant at this moment, and Mordred immediately judged that this guy was definitely adaptable to the Berserker class. He was really annoying as an enemy, but reassuring as a teammate.

[Siegfried, once the battle begins, you will use the invisibility cloak to find the other Servant of the opponent, and I will deal with this guy. If the Servant on your side is easier to deal with, then focus on attacking that guy first.]

Old Mo secretly informed Siegfried to make tactical arrangements, and the cavalry in front of them was still saying that although he was a cavalryman, he would not use chariots now. After all, the opponent had only two people, and it would be a waste of talent to use chariots.

"Let me show you for yourselves what a true hero and a true warrior is!"

The moment the words fell, Old Mo launched the attack first. The Red Cavalryman Achilles also rushed over with a wild laugh, and the battle between the two unfolded directly in the woods.

As soon as they started fighting, Mordred could feel the pressure. His technique was better, their strength was roughly equal, but his agility was better.

"As expected of a cavalryman, this speed is indeed worthy of praise." Several attacks launched by Mordred's Clarent were blocked by the opponent's spear, and Achilles had already put away his initial madness and fought the enemy seriously.

"You are also very strong. I can feel your faith and will from your sword. If you had not experienced a very difficult life, I am afraid you would not be able to develop such abilities."

Achilles used his speed advantage to injure Oldmo's shoulder armor twice, and Oldmo's attack had only hit Achilles' body once so far. However, Achilles continued to fight Oldmo with his spear as if nothing had happened.

He was even hit by his own blow and only bled a little.

[This guy has a special protection... My Clarent can't hurt him completely. I need my adoptive father's water sword or my father's holy sword to hurt him completely.]

After making such a judgment, Jiu Mo calmed down and changed his fighting style from active attack to a defensive formation. Achilles also began to be alert. The guy in front of him probably had a certain judgment of his protection, otherwise he would not have changed from the open and fierce swordsmanship just now to the current defensive formation.

At this time, arrows shot from a distance and headed straight for Old Mordred. The timing of these arrows was very good, just when Mordred took a step back in the air. This was the time when his defense was the weakest except for the attack from Achilles in front of him.

But the next moment, there was a flash of blue light, and in a movement that even Achilles couldn't see clearly, all the arrows were knocked to the ground.