I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 864: ：I am the king of knights

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The Minister Ornest, like the vast majority of nobles in this country, has unparalleled contempt and discrimination against commoners.

So, even though he knew that what he was doing would inevitably lead to a rebellion, he never took the revolutionary army to heart from start to finish.

Knowledge does not help him escape his ingrained prejudices.

Until now.

He also believed that the revolutionary army and the night raids must have disappeared under the supreme emperor of the empire.

Time draws closer.

Everyone on the walls of the Imperial City can already see the approaching army.

The queue is neat and grand.

An army that has gone through wars in the border and has been trained by a queen like Esdes is completely incomparable to the greedy and corrupt guards in the imperial capital, so everyone who looks directly at this army is Can feel the horror.

And when the army was about to approach the imperial capital, it suddenly stopped.

The reason is that the woman walking in front raised a palm.

Esdes is wearing a white military uniform. The full-length clothing fully highlights her hot body, her back is straight, and her eyes are deep. Anyone who looks directly at her will have a feeling of being stared at by a predator.

She stared at the imperial capital in front of her with a smile on her lips.

"This is really a good place. Can this thousand-year-old ancient city survive today?"

Yes, she is waiting.

The revolutionary army waiting behind is also waiting for the night raiders who may have already arrived nearby.

The Night Raid and the Revolutionary Army must destroy her and her army if they want to win, so they must come back.

This time.

Artoria was standing on the hillside not far away, staring at the army from a distance, as well as at Estes.

"What a powerful general." She whispered, "The spirit of this team has been integrated with the general, and she must have a huge prestige in it, even in my former kingdom, never before. Had such a general, such an army."

This is by no means an act of Artoria's arrogance.

If she was asked to bring her former troops to fight against this one, she would definitely not have much chance of winning.

Even her army is equally adoring and fearful of her.

Joan of Arc, who also roamed the battlefield during her lifetime, was even more speechless.

If Artoria's army may still have the strength to fight, then the army she once led is not comparable at all.

"I want her more and more to join the Knights of the Round Table." Arturia said again, with a certain desire in her eyes, "whether or not her character is really as bad as Nadetta said. , the ability to train soldiers alone gives her this value and qualification."

"Yes, they are all yours, take them all home." Jeanne was speechless, "So we're going over now?"

"No, wait." Arturia shook her head.

Looking to a place farther away, there are also several armies constantly approaching.

Just for comparison.

Those armies looked a bit unbearable, the teams were messy, they didn't obey orders, and their hearts were floating. The only thing worthy of praise was the fighting spirit that was wrapped in hatred and hope.

The revolutionary army also stopped just a few hundred meters away from Esdes' army.

In a certain army, it was the same General Bartley who was once pretended to be by Chelsea.

This high-ranking revolutionary army who was born rough, looked at the neatly lined army in front of him at this time, no matter how much he controlled himself, it was difficult to keep his composure completely.

"Chelsea, the people from An Ning Dao have already arrived. When will the night raiders start?" he asked.

According to the plan, the Night Raiders took out the enemy Tegu-shi, and they took out the enemy army.

A victory for both sides is the real victory.

As the Empire's former generals, no one knows the horrors of Esdeath better than them.

Chelsea didn't speak, but looked around.

Suddenly, pointing to a certain place.

"They're here."

Because of the rich and overactive magic power in the air, people in this world can have good physical fitness with a little exercise. Therefore, almost all soldiers can see, hundreds of meters away, The two people who were walking towards Esdes gradually.

There was some commotion in the ranks of the revolutionary army.

"Those two...are the helpers of the night attack you said?" Bartley's eyes widened, and his voice was sharp, "What are they doing? Are they surrendering?"

Two people, walking towards an entire army step by step.

Few would think they were there to fight.

The first reaction is to surrender.

"Of course not." Chelsea didn't know how to explain it, because she had never seen Arturia make a move, she just pretended to be calm and said, "Don't worry, we just need to watch it. ."

And the other side.

Esdes is also looking at the two people walking towards him.

All women?

She has a rather curious look on her face.

I can't see anything on the breath~IndoMTL.com~ Artoria stopped just a few dozen meters away from her, and Joan of Arc took a step weaker, just when everyone thought they were going to do At some point, Arturia spoke up.

"I am the King of Knights! Arturia Pendragon!"

This opening, the sound is like a storm that suddenly rolled up on the sea, rushing away in all directions in a tsunami-like posture.

Even Esdeath's army started to riot in this one, and the source of the commotion was the mount that seemed to be frightened.

In the revolutionary army, some people almost fell off their horses.

What is this?

Some kind of Teiko that can amplify the voice?

No one could imagine that a person's voice would fill the entire world in an instant, spreading and reverberating along the rolling waves of the air.

Esdes finally showed a look of interest.

The whip in his hand swung forward with a snapping sound.

"Knight King? Never heard of it, is it self-proclaimed?" Her tone was playful, and she looked at Arturia with a lack of eyes.

With her pretty face and snow-like skin, she looks like a 16- or 17-year-old girl, but her eyes and temperament are indeed like a battle-hardened king.

Interesting.

Esdes has been able to predict that today's battle may not disappoint her.

"The glory of the king, why should others decide." Arturia did not let her voice spread as before, but still clearly floated to most of the army, "I am the king, no matter where I am. Where, I am still king."

"Then, this girl who calls herself a king." Esders added his voice to her self-proclaimed two words, "Why are you standing in front of me?"