Although Arthur forcibly used his leadership to boost morale, to be honest, the role that soldiers could play in this war can be said to be minimal.
Called a war, it was actually more like a one-sided massacre.
While dealing with the dragon, the British soldiers also had to guard against attacks from other alien races.
But one breath of the giant dragon is enough to kill several people, not to mention that there are conservatively estimated to be nearly 300 dragons here.
When a disaster strikes, the first to stand up are definitely leaders and heroes.
Gawain desperately released his holy light, burning the dragon.
The sound of Tristan's piano changed from an elegant dance to a melody like a violent storm, and the air arrows were enough to break through the dragon's defense.
The Knights of the Round Table lead the war.
Bindu looked at his colleagues around him, and then at Anno who was fighting with Lancelot and Mordred on the mountainside.
The giant dragon in the sky is still flying and roaring.
In fact, all knights can guess the final outcome of this war.
Probably, it was destruction.
Bindu smiled freely.
He took off the armor that protected him, threw it to the ground, and raised his weird sword high.
Most of the people at the Round Table were born into noble families. Tristan and Lanmallock were princes from a foreign country, Aggawain and Gawain were the children of the eldest princess. Even Anno was Merlin's best friend and was a Viscount of Britain.
Bindu was originally just a war orphan adopted by the church. He was a character that did not exist in the legend at all.
At a young age, he was selected by Anno, who was still the leader of the British Knights of Glory at the time. After training, he became a knight. Later, he even had his own seat on the round table of glory.
Although he experienced more harshness from Annuo, it made Bindu, who had lost his parents since childhood, feel happy.
While trying his best to reach this point, Bindu discovered that the most precious thing he had was not a seat at the round table.
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Rather, along the way, the bonds formed with Annuo, with the king, and with colleagues who were also members of the round table.
Bindu is a taciturn person, he just doesn't dare to express his feelings.
But now, Britain is faced with this war, a war between humans and dragons, a war that is almost certain to lose.
Then, it is up to me to clear the way for my colleagues at the Round Table.
Bindu thought about it silently.
Suddenly, Bindu disappeared from where he was.
Bindu's speed is the fastest among the Knights of the Round Table. His speed can even catch up with Tristan's air arrows.
In an instant, Bindu appeared on the back of a giant dragon.
"Even a giant dragon that can fight across the sky will definitely die if its heart is pierced." Bindu's mouth curved, magic power condensed on the tip of the sword, and it stabbed out from the dragon's back.
The dragon's skin is not strong, and the dragon's meat is not tough either. Like other aliens stabbed to death by Bindu, the blood is warm and the heart beats.
Poof————
hold head high!!!
The giant dragon let out a deafening wail, and a huge hole appeared in its chest. Through the hole, the scene behind it could be seen.
The giant dragon that lost its heart fell from the sky, leaving behind a huge corpse.
"The illusory sword struck from the back, this is my final move!" Bindu murmured to himself, half-smiling.
The dragon's companions roared angrily when they saw another member of their race being killed, and surrounded Bindu.
But in the knight's eyes, there is only the sword and killing intent.