Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

Lott heard this with a curious expression on his face.

"After all, there is an old white-haired liar who will never let her into a dangerous situation. If the situation is not good, it will not be a big problem to bring you out with her."

Morgan said to Lott.

As long as you bring your sister into a dangerous place, you don't have to worry about Merlin not making a move.

As for pitting his own sister.

Morgan had no psychological burden at all.

Compared with my sister and husband, who is more important?

At this point, do you still hesitate?

In this world, even myself is not as important as sex!

Morgan thought in his heart.

"Okay, I see, I must take her with me."

Lott smiled and agreed when Morgan thought so.

As for food shortage, logistical pressure is great.

This problem is not big.

Altria is a knight.

It doesn't matter to be hungry for a few days.

Immediately, Lott said to Morgan: "It should not be too late. I will mobilize the knights in the city now. Then, I will set off."

"Well, well, you must..."

When Morgan was halfway through, Lot quickly blocked her.

Loosing his mouth, Lott said to Morgan, "Don't set up the flag for me, and go."

Be sure to come back safely, wait for you to give birth to a baby, these flags, Lot will never stand up.

"good."

Morgan watched Lott leave without a word.

But after waiting for him to leave, Morgan thought for a while, and he was still a little worried.

In addition to Merlin, he also needs to find a qualified bodyguard.

"After pitting my sister, then it's time to pit sister. My sister Skaha, you should take good care of your brother-in-law..."

Morgan thought in his heart.

"Hurry up and find someone to come to Scotland to spread the news and tell her. Well, you have to find a better reason. If you have it, then Votigeng is talking about her as an old woman behind her back."

Well, that's it!

Morgan thought in his heart.

...

Lot hurried to mobilize people,

All the people of the Knights of the Round Table in the city mobilized.

There are also Galahad, Altria and Tristan. Internal group 1020037992

Poor Altria was still eating, and when she heard that she was going to mobilize her past support, she immediately set aside her meal.

The action is very firm, but the expression is reluctant to let go.

Bediwell stayed with Morgan.

He is the best adjutant and can help Morgan mobilize troops.

More than two hundred knights formed a team and set off directly.

There are three horses for one person.

Because they were all knights, it didn't take two days before they came to the castle.

As soon as he entered the castle, Lot heard the sound of an attack.

"Did the opponent come to attack?"

He asked the defense knight who had stayed here.

"this……"

Hearing Lott's question like this, the knight's expression was bitter.

"Your Majesty Lot, we don't know if it is an offensive. They always send people to pretend to attack. When we come out for defense, they retreat. This evening, I don't know how many people there are on the other side."

Lott couldn't help grinning when he heard it.

Good guy, isn't this your original offensive strategy?

The copy was very ruthless.

Lot felt his chin and thought in his heart.

It's a pity that you actually called this idea to my side.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

The knight asked Lott.

"Simple, don't they see clearly while it's dark? Come on, prepare some clothes for the opposing soldiers and let some soldiers wear them. When they pretend to attack back, follow them back together. At that time, give them directly in the camp. Come destroy it."

At night, the Lot's army can't see clearly, but the Votigung army can see it clearly?

Lott knew very well that Votigeng's army was much worse than his own in terms of nutrition.

Night blindness is more serious.

In order not to reveal the number of their own people, they dare not light up the lights.

Want to disturb us while it's dark?

Then I will get it back with a backhand.

Lot thought in his heart.

I admit, I can't beat you in a fight.

But if you walk in the arena, it depends on your brain.

At this point, you can practice for a few more years.

Chapter 114 I knew it was Lot who came from a glance [4k]

Taking advantage of the darkness, Vudigen sent a team of soldiers to carry out a feint attack.

In the camp, King Marko looked at Votigeng and swallowed, with a look of fear on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this expression of his ally, Fu Tigeng was very satisfied, but he was still asking deliberately.

You see, how good such an ally is, knowing to be afraid of me.

"It's nothing, your strategy is really good, and I don't know how you came up with this method."

King Marko replied to Vutikeng.

How did you come up with it?

Of course I was beaten like this.

He had also heard the defeated soldiers say how the castle fell.

This method is very detrimental, but it is very effective.

Fu Tigeng thought in his heart.

On the surface, he drank a glass of wine faintly, revealing an unpredictable expression.

It made King Marko's awe of Votigeng even deeper.

At the same time, it also strengthened his confidence in the victory of this war.

He decided that if he saw Tristan, he must be killed.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fu Tigeng said to his hands: "Someone sends an order to let the soldiers who are in charge of the feint attack go back and rest. Then, another group of soldiers will be prepared to attack."

"Yes."

The subordinate went out to execute the order.

The two of them stayed here and continued to drink.

...

Upon receiving the order, the soldiers set about returning immediately.

They are already tired.

Whoever keeps yelling can't stand it.

rest,

They went back to rest.

On the road, the soldiers had no military discipline and went back in a mess.

A soldier patted the shoulder walking in front of him.

"Brother, is there any water? My mouth is almost dry."

"Yes, it just so happens that I haven't finished drinking yet."

The person in front turned around and handed the soldier a bag of animal skins, which contained half a bag of water.

The soldier took a sip, then patted the man in front of him on the shoulder again.

"Thanks, I'll take a few steps now. I want to go back to sleep soon. These **** Camelots, I don't know when I can kill them all."

"Go back quickly, I can't see clearly here, you can go first."

"Then brother, you can't go too far."

The soldier trot away.

But he didn't pay attention. After he left, all the other people present took back the weapons that had been hidden in the dark and held them in their hands.

"Okay, I haven't been found, it's safe."

Lott had the weapon retrieved.

The soldier was talking to him just now.

"Your Majesty, is it too dangerous for you to act yourself."

Standing beside Lott, Tristan asked in a low voice to him.

"Is it dangerous? It's not that." Lott waved his hand gently, and then said to Tristan, "I thought of this method. Of course I have to come here to execute it myself."

"Ok."

Tristan nodded.

Then, with a sorry expression on his face, he said to Lott: "Your Majesty, if it weren't for me, my uncle would not join forces with Vottigung."

"It's okay, it was my own thoughts at the beginning, and it has nothing to do with you. And these are King Marko's own choices, and they have nothing to do with you."

Lott shook his head and said.

In fact, he also regretted a bit. It wasn't that he regretted helping Tristan, but that he hadn't considered the little temper of King Marko.

In the history of the previous life, Tristan, who just kept thinking about listening to Princess Isod playing the piano and not doing anything, was assassinated by him with a poisonous sword. You said that in the current situation, can this King Marko tolerate it?

Therefore, I should have considered it early.

never mind,

It's useless to say more now.