Chapter 231

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"Arthur, come out and fight me!" Vortigern's roaring voice echoed across the beast field. He held the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad and rode a magical beast, shouting amidst the tide of beasts.

Shirou stood on the wall, his expression indifferent as he surveyed the wilderness. He called out to Merlin and pointed to Vortigern, saying, "Give him a blast."

Merlin nodded, waving his staff. In an instant, a true Ether Cannon was fired towards Vortigern.

Vortigern waved his Holy Lance, shattering Merlin's True Ether Cannon with a fierce expression of anger on his face.

"Arthur, if you are truly the king, come out and fight me!" Vortigern bellowed.

"You're nothing but a coward! How can you call yourself a king?" he shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

Shirou remained calm and chose to ignore Vortigern's taunts. However, the knights standing beside him were seething with anger.

He brushed off Vortigern's insults and calmly stated, "Let him shout. It's nothing but the powerless rage of a trapped beast."

After a brief pause, he continued, "Focus on defending the barrier. The counterattack will come soon."

The crowd acknowledged his orders with a resounding, "Yes!"

Shirou looked at the furious Vortigern with a contemptuous sneer.

He had been locked in battle with Vortigern for nearly two months, while Gawain, the kings, Gaheris, Altrouge, as well as King Ban and Bors, and other allied forces were busy conquering Scotland and Saxony.

As a result, Vortigern's attacks had grown increasingly weaker in recent days.

The most noticeable attack was the constant bombardment of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad.

At the beginning of the onslaught, the barrier shook violently, causing Shirou to tremble with fear, fearing that the barrier would be breached. However, as time passed, the attacks posed less and less of a threat to the barrier.

Scathach had already made her way to Ireland, using her reputation to secure the ships of the Irish kings and launch an invasion on Camelot's rear.

Vortigern's defeat was inevitable; it was only a matter of time. However, the unrelenting attacks of the beasts were still fierce and causing significant casualties among Shirou's regular troops. The rapid depletion of supplies added to his distress.

Those resources were painstakingly accumulated, but they had to be spent in order to win the battle. There was no other choice.

As Shirou stood on the wall and looked out at the howling sea of beasts, he was filled with a resolute determination to emerge victorious. However, he couldn't help but let out a slight sigh.

"What are you sighing about, my king?" Merlin asked.

"It's the sheer number of beasts. If only we could replicate the tactics we used in Caerleon, we might be able to alleviate some of the pressure."

Two years ago, when Shirou defended Caerleon Castle, he faced a similar sea of beasts. However, his troops were much weaker at that time, with individual soldiers lacking in strength and supplies being far less abundant than they were now. If it weren't for Tristan's plan, they would have likely perished in Caerleon.

"Mount Barton... Unfortunately, most of the divine traces of the gods on the island of Britain have vanished. However, the divine fire of Mount Barton still burns, as its divine trace belongs to the Sun God," Merlin explained.

Barton Mountain is a dormant volcano that owes its existence to the Sun God Lugh, father of the Irish Child of Light, who defeated Balor the Evil Eye.

According to legend, Barton Mountain is said to be the corpse of Balor, and the dying fire atop the mountain is the divine fire of the Sun God Lugh. While the miracles of other gods have faded away, the fire of Barton Mountain still burns strong, and its flame has yet to be extinguished.

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