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"I'm not going to be burned at the stake, am I?" Lin Guang joked, because why did she look exactly like the Gallic Saintess back then?

When the enemy besieged the city, a young girl took up a flag, picked up a lance, and led the knights in a counterattack, ultimately achieving victory—but was sent to the stake for being involved in a conspiracy.

“Then you can consider running away,” Marna said seriously, then laughed at herself. “Forget it, there’s no point in talking about this now. Don’t die.”

"Uncle, aren't you coming along?"

"Me? I'm not suited for this kind of battlefield, but don't worry, I won't run away."

After seeing his niece off, the wandering swordsman opened the hidden compartment behind the wardrobe, reached out and gripped the cold handle, pulling it out forcefully. "Old buddy, it's time to fight side by side again."

His lance, which was also his staff, was both familiar and strange. He had never used this family heirloom weapon since he gave up that identity.

"Damn it, these Ursus people, we can't even buy a cigarette." Marna wanted to light a cigarette to calm down, but the cigarette pack was empty. The tobacco supply in Casimir had been cut off long ago, and now, let alone tobacco, even black bread might not be available.

Weapons, armor, protective gear, and finally a helmet adorned with feathers—a gleaming silver knight appeared in the hall of Nearl Manor. A maid carefully helped him fasten a faded red cloak to his shoulders; such an ancient attire was rarely seen even in the traditional arenas of Kazimierz.

Modern knights rarely cover themselves with layers of metal anymore; even if they do, they usually have many auxiliary functions.

For example, there are unpowered support frames, power-assisted motors, and even spell armor enhanced with Originium Arts.

"Temperance!" The heavy shield emitted a faint glow. It was also a staff-like armor, with a mesh-like structure enveloping the knight. If the Doctor were to see it, he would let out a terrified scream—

It was as if I were looking at a biological cannon that fired projectiles with muscles—the Ancient Shield System implemented using Originium Arts.

This layer of twilight is a grid formed by the flow of Originium particles, which generates a weak outward repulsive force.

Yes, a weak repulsive force. If you choose to reach out slowly, the repulsive force is about the same as a thin layer of gauze.

However, if a super-high-speed object were to collide with it, this mesh would become as strong as steel, forming a non-Newtonian fluid-like defensive barrier made of Originium particles. This was a shield system developed by the early humans after the failure of their first starship.

It is designed to defend against small debris and meteorites from outer space. If it can withstand even space meteorite fragments, then ordinary crossbows and light weapons, and even Old Xia's support electromagnetic rifle, would have a hard time penetrating it.

However, without professional large-scale motors and large-scale Originium matrices, relying on the experimental Originium matrix circuits hidden inside the shield and powered by human intervention to release energy from the Originium crystals, it's hard to say how long this shield can last.

"Virtue!" The spear began to glow from the top, and then the entire blade hummed slightly. A layer of azure ion flame ignited on the blade. "Fortunately, these old buddies are still trustworthy." Through the filter of the helmet, Marner's voice became a little muffled.

This set of equipment looks ancient, but it is actually much older than it appears, because it is composed of standard ancient heritage. From the materials of the armor to the internal cushioning, to the Originium-powered frame, it is all made of Originium, and there is also a powerful Originium suppression field.

Compared to the equipment of modern Kazimierz knights, the difference is roughly between the MKIV power armor and the large-headed shell armor, and the same goes for the weapons.

However, most of the armor was either damaged, lost in battles throughout history, or became unusable due to exceeding its service life.

Only Marna's set was preserved in perfect condition because it was used so little. The rest was the half-set of "Radiant Knight" equipment in Nearl's possession. As for Maria... well, she didn't have any.

This is why she loves weapons and armor so much; the little girl's dream is to restore the scarred ancient armor and weapons in the family treasury.

However, even when surrounded by the First Men's forces, a single soldier's value is still not very high in the face of Ursus's overwhelming iron torrent and landships, and he probably can't turn the tide of battle.

However, inflicting significant damage on Ursus to distract them and buy time for Nearl is entirely feasible.

[PS]

Silver Knight O Marna;

Health: 2750, Attack: 552, Defense: 620, Magic Resistance: 10, Deployment: 21, Block: 3, Attack Interval: 1.5;

Trait: Cannot be healed by friendly characters;

talent:

Temperance: Gain a shield every 12 seconds, up to 3 stacks. When attacked, the shield effect is triggered and lasts for 3 seconds. Each stack of shield reduces all damage by 20% (25%).

Virtue: Each attack has a 5% (10%) chance to expand the attack range to 2 squares in front of you and deal an additional 50% damage to all enemies.

skill:

Shield Block: 5% (15%) Ignore one instance of damage, passive.

Shelter: Skill Points 25. When activated, it absorbs all damage for operators within one tile around and behind you, and reduces their damage by 10% (45%/60%) for 10 seconds.

Legacy Liberation: Skill Points 15, increases Defense by 35% (100%), increases Attack Speed ​​by 35% (70%), grants immunity to abnormal statuses, reduces physical and magical damage by 50%, and grants 40% evasion. During the duration, reduces maximum HP by 10% per second, but HP will not drop below 1. The skill ends when HP drops below 10%, and can only be used once per deployment.

Module:

Relics of the Ancestors: Ancient armor parts found in the Linguang Family Treasury can greatly enhance Originium Arts abilities and reduce workload.

Legacy Liberation grants an additional 1 use per deployment, +25 Attack, +75 Defense, and +3% Attack Speed.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Heavenly Horse Arrives

Chapter 78

What can a soldier do? On a national battlefield like this, the answer is nothing.

Unless he becomes a hero, a symbol, even then, it's not him alone who can achieve anything, but everyone inspired by him.

Even the flag doesn't necessarily have to be real; a "hero" created through propaganda can have the same effect.

Perhaps on the battlefields of Terra in the past, a powerful warrior could have dominated a small battle, thus changing the fate of a war.

In modern times, even someone as powerful as Patriot or a certain Ranger from the Nearl family finds it difficult to change the outcome of even the smallest battle.

Those massive war machines and artillery, along with the skilled workers and engineers who maintain them, are the dominant forces on the battlefield in this era. The Kazdel War, with its highest number of exceptionally skilled fighters per capita, has proven that Terra has moved from an era of individual combat to an era of collective combat.

On this path, the Great Yan even went ahead of Kazdel. After the Great Yan successfully used mortals to kill the evil god, it proved that even a "god-like" powerhouse could be overwhelmed and killed by mortals, and was even crushed to death in the North before he could even make a big fuss.

However, a strong enough warrior still has things he can do. He cannot shake the landship, cannot charge into the Ursus fleet, and poses no threat to the Ursus infantry huddled in their mobile barracks—the surrounding rapid-fire cannons are enough to wipe him out, and even with the Legacy of the First Men, victory is impossible.

However, not all Ursus forces are such large groups. Of course, attacking small, isolated units and supply convoys won't change much; it might slightly weaken Ursus's strength. But they will soon band together, deploying escorts, clearing out supply lines, and so on.

However, the weapons and equipment from Ursus can strengthen Nearl and the warriors she has gathered who still hold loyalty and hope for the land of Kazimierz.

A wandering knight, a lone scout, and, if necessary, an assassin—that's about all the roles they can play in this war.

No, perhaps there are more than that. Marna looked at the village ahead. Ursus's outer forces were carrying out an order, a very simple order to alleviate their own supply shortages—requisition food on the spot!

Of course, their actions had far exceeded the bounds of orders, but who would restrain these Ursus people who were almost on the verge of victory? No one.

"How did those Sarkaz manage to do that?" Marna's mind wasn't clouded by anger, but rather he thought of something that seemed unrelated to the present situation: this war, which seemed to have started abruptly.

But in reality, countries had already made preparations since the start of the economic crisis. Even so, there wasn't a single army like Kazdel's that carried its own rations and didn't need to be deployed locally.

Now is not the time to think about these things. Marna appeared silently at the village entrance. Two Ursus assault soldiers, walking together, emerged from the burning house laughing. One was dragging a wooden box full of supplies, while the other carried a knocked-out woman on his shoulder. They looked more like bandits than regular soldiers.

“I told you these farmers are very cunning. They pretend they have nothing left. In reality, they have wine, flour, and silver hidden under their beds, in their cellars, and in secret compartments. They won’t tell the truth unless you put a knife to their throats.”

"And there are beautiful women too," another Ursus assault soldier patted the woman's buttocks on his shoulder, "but we can't let the military police see us, or we're done for."

"Then let's find a place to bury him after we're done playing," his companion said nonchalantly.

That's right, the Ursus military police are indeed strict about discipline. They can turn a blind eye to taking more food than they need when carrying out ration orders, but if you steal a woman, you'll definitely be hanged.

This was not only for the purpose of maintaining military discipline and organization, but also because the conquered lands could become fiefdoms for future officers, and the people, food, and livestock would be their future wealth.

The fact that they permit looting for the purpose of victory and reward does not mean they permit wanton destruction.

Especially when these low-ranking soldiers take and destroy things at will—at the very least, it takes orders from officers to carry out organized looting, and they take the lion's share.

"What about the rest?"

"They're probably having fun somewhere else, we..." The two Ursus assault soldiers stopped abruptly. At the village entrance, their comrade on guard duty had become a bloody mess. The silver knight watched them silently, blood leaving filthy crimson stains on his armor.

"Enemy attack!" The big-headed assault soldier threw down the woman he was holding, drew his scimitar, and the one behind him pulled out a communicator from his waist. "Pfft!"

The knight silently drew his lance, and the Ursus man who had just seen the lance that had cleaved his companion in two was stunned, his communicator emitting intermittent noises.

The knight slowly walked over, reached out and took his communicator, squeezed it hard, and it turned into pieces that scattered all over the ground.

"I..." The words of pleading were choked by blood in his throat as the sharp arm armor extended like a short sword and severed the man's throat.

The Ursus squad that was carrying out the food requisition mission was small, consisting of only two trucks and a dozen or so men. They were quickly crushed one by one by Marna, like chicks. Unless a certain number of people and equipment were available, the Ursus army was truly helpless against a warrior like him.

However, if the opponent has a war machine, then the Ranger is doomed, especially with the Kazdel's Volcanic Titan.

The Ranger thought for a moment. The shield could help him hold out for the first second, and the armor could hold out for the second. If he fought desperately, Originium Arts and his physique might be able to hold out for another half second.

Even if you go at maximum speed, being charred or reduced to ashes will still keep you at least 100 meters away from the Titan, making it impossible to threaten it.

Even if you successfully destroy the target, what's the point? A Titan company has about four of these.

Therefore, when encountering such equipment and enemies, one's value as a soldier is only about one-quarter of that of a heavily armored reinforced company.

Even a small military like Kazdel could field dozens of heavily armed reinforced companies like this without batting an eye, but how many Manna could Kazimir produce?

After the brief battle, the survivors gathered tremblingly in the square. Although the knight had wiped out the Ursus people, how much better were the knights of Kazimierz than these Ursus people?

Where are the men in your village?

"They've all...they've all run away..."

“Uh…” Marna did not rebuke them as a bunch of cowards. How could people who had no weapons or military training, and whose rations had even been “delivered on the spot” by the knights of Kazimierz, possibly fight for these knight lords?

"Call them all back. Ursus troops will be here soon." The entire squad has lost contact; reinforcements are probably on their way by now. "You need to move to another location."

“But, but sir, where can we go?” a village girl said softly. Like her husband, they had lived in this village their whole lives, and the farthest they had ever been was the nearest town. If they left the village, without supplies or food, and without farmland, how would they survive?

"Although those Ursus people are despicable, in the end, people still need to perform labor and pay taxes, right?"

"Uh..." That makes sense, but if I don't kill these Ursus soldiers, in order to punish any possible rebels and prevent my occupied territory from turning into a raging inferno, the Ursus people will definitely destroy the village in the most brutal way and kill everyone in the most cruel way as a warning.

Manna's goal was to turn the occupied territories of Ursus into a raging inferno. As for Nearl, her mission was to organize the noble youths in the city who were still willing to fight and who still retained even the slightest bit of courage and ancestral glory, turning the city and the surrounding towns into a meat grinder for Ursus.

When the counterattack begins, the two forces will support each other, with the better-equipped and militarily trained group acting as the spearhead, while the others will launch repeated attacks from the rear of Ursus, keeping the enemy constantly on the run.

Given that Ursus is simultaneously at war with Colombia and Letania, if this situation arises, they will certainly abandon their initial intention to wage war and choose to negotiate or lower their negotiation terms.

Marner wasn't the kind of simple idealist who would think that this setback would make Ursus give up completely.

Even if they could, how would Kazimir, after the battle, defend against its nominal ally Victoria and its neighbor Colombia, which was also eyeing the country covetously?

As for Ursus, ending the war in Casimir as soon as possible would allow them to withdraw a punch to strike Colombia, and they would certainly agree to that.

After all, Ursus wasn't a Showa-era strategist; he wouldn't persist with unrealistic conditions and goals when he was about to lose, like a gambler blinded by defeat.

"Ursus will not allow a group of people who dare to rebel against them to continue living. And even if they forgive you, how do you plan to survive the winter?"

Instead of rebuking these men for their lack of loyalty, Marner spoke from a more practical perspective, and everyone fell silent as they looked at the last bit of rations in the box he had kicked aside.

"The only way to survive is to leave the village and migrate with other villages."

"But where can we migrate to, sir? The officials in the city won't let us in. Besides, even if we manage to hide inside, what will we eat?"

The villagers still don't really want to leave their homeland, not only because of their fear of the unknown, but also because of their fear of fate and their compromise with reality.

“I know a secluded place. Although there’s not much food there, at least we can hide. As for food and supplies, we can rely on the Ursus people to provide them.”