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“But!” Xia Lin emphasized, “Without a greater reason and shock, she would never personally come to the snowfield, mix with a group of infected people, eat and live together, and fight against them in this way.”

"Because if she were sincere and had this in mind, then she should know the simplest truth: if she came over, her only role would be that of a slightly more capable fighter, while if she stayed with the Duke, she would be the infected's greatest asset and source of intelligence..."

“If you weren’t sincere, you wouldn’t have personally ventured into danger to play such a trivial role. Therefore, you must have a deeper reason that compels you to betray Duke Kosiché.”

"And this reason lets you know one thing: staying there will not only prevent you from playing any role, but may even cost you your life. Liberating the infected may be your ideal, but it is definitely not your motivation..."

Although the old lynx didn't know as much about sociology as Xia Lin, she had lived a long time, and her experience as an old woman meant she wouldn't be swayed by Talulah's words.

"What is that reason?"

“Kosiché… killed my father and mother, took me away from them, thinking he could cover it up and use me to achieve his ulterior motives. But I think he was wrong!”

“Hatred, a good reason, a universal reason, there is no more common or convincing reason in Terra, especially in Ursus.”

Kal'tsit crossed her arms and said, "But because he's so common, I want to know more. Who exactly are you, Talulah?"

"Uh..." No one knows what they talked about next, because only Xia Lin and Kal'tsit were present.

However, in the end, Talulah was released, and the Penguin Logistics employees were also released; detaining them would have been a greater risk in some respects.

"So, Lao Xia, there's nothing wrong with this person?"

"In a sense, it's a big problem, but it doesn't really mean any harm to us."

You claim to be from the Three Kingdoms period? With that kind of identity, people would believe you if you said you came to Ursus to recruit soldiers, build up your territory, and establish your own kingdom. But to say you're here to unite and integrate the infected is just ridiculous.

“However, in a sense, she also solved a big problem for us…” Xia Lin resumed her work, “that is, who will manage and be responsible for this land, I mean the future.”

He knew that in an ignorant place where 90% of the population had never been to school, it was impossible to achieve a full democratic system.

Even in the early stages of capitalism, authoritarian systems were still in place, as this was the only way to defeat the aristocratic families.

"Old Xia, are you not good enough? I think you're much better than that good-for-nothing as the Emperor of Ursus."

"You're not referring to Talulah as 'useless,' are you? But as for me, I really am not cut out to be a ruler..."

Because as a person of a higher civilization, once he gains power, it is difficult for him to restrain his desire to paint.

Moreover, it's difficult to have enough patience when you have power. "If I become the ruler, I'll most likely be a complete tyrant..."

"A patriot won't do either. He can be a general, a flag, an invincible warrior, but he will never be a leader or a ruler. Of course, you won't either, if you want to."

Xia Lin tapped the white rabbit's nose. "On the contrary, Talulah is indeed a very good leader, at least more reliable than any of our current ones."

"Reliable? Old Xia, you wouldn't happen to have your eye on that silver-curled dragon girl, would you? Are you lusting after her body? I don't see a single bit of reliability in her as a leader."

"That's why she's reliable..."

"Old Xia, can you speak like a human? Don't imitate that cat!" The white rabbit jumped onto the chair angrily, crossed her arms, and looked at him.

"What kind of world do you think we want to build? What kind of new world does she want to build? Is it just about changing the emperor? Or is it about turning us into a new aristocracy, with the infected becoming the new rulers? How is this different from the past?"

"so?"

"Talulah is unreliable, but that's precisely why she's a qualified leader, not a new monarch. She and her naive ideals can serve as a glue, as a banner."

At the same time, she doesn't possess the so-called leadership qualities and abilities you mentioned. Therefore, she is the leader closest to ordinary people, while we represent ordinary people, including those infected.

"Would you rather serve under a capable 'leader' like Duke Kosiché, or someone like Talulah?"

“Okay, I don’t really like her, but I have to admit that if I had to choose, I would choose her. At least she’s more like a…person than the others!” Yelena had to reluctantly admit this.

The world is just like what Lao Xia said: she can only choose between a rotten apple and a not-so-rotten apple. When did even "the leader is more like a person" become an irrefutable reason for loyalty?

It can only be said that there are far too many inhuman beings in this land of suffering. Therefore, the only candidate for leadership is someone who chooses to be human, acts like a human being, and performs human duties.

"But Lao Xia, are you really not going to... Actually, I think you're quite suitable."

"I'm not suitable, and I don't even seem like a human being..."

"Huh?" The little white rabbit looked utterly confused.

"How do you think ordinary infected people perceive me? Do they see me as someone like them, or...?"

“Old Xia, you’re always holed up here, of course they see you that way.” White Rabbit knew what he was talking about.

Because in the eyes of ordinary people, Farmer Xia is closer to God, or rather, in the eyes of the Ursus people, the difference between him and God is that he doesn't have a halo behind his head—the one who can farm on a large scale in the Ursus snowfields is probably not far off from God.

“No, even if I don’t stay indoors, what I do is something they can’t understand. People won’t follow a leader they can’t understand, unless that leader is dead…”

Just like what Kal'tsit said about Queen Theresa, she had to die on the eve of her success because no Sarkaz could understand her methods.

While she was alive, before she succeeded, people would find excuses to convince themselves that it was to lull the enemy into a false sense of security.

If she succeeds, a ruler who is completely unpredictable, unknowable, and whose future direction she will lead will become the biggest source of criticism and be seen as wicked and despicable.

During an uprising, a clear objective and the leader's enigmatic nature instill confidence in the people. However, once the objective is achieved, the people will only feel anxious and uncertain about where the uprising will lead them. Humans are inherently lazy and averse to change.

Therefore, Theresa must die on the eve of her success, at the hands of the conservatives and traitors. Only in this way will people not doubt her, and her words will become the truth. And for most people, the more incomprehensible the "truth" is, the more convinced they will be.

Only in this way can the successors fight on in the name of Queen Theresa's legacy and never be wiped out.

Because she is dead, the words of the dead become the truth, and the dead themselves become an indestructible banner and a standard.

"People may identify with and revere a 'god' they don't understand, but they will never love or identify with a king they don't understand."

“I can’t make them understand me in a short time, and I can’t roll around in the mud with them, so I can only choose Talulah.”

Because she's not that kind of leader, I'm not worried that one day she'll see me as an obstacle to power, and we'll engage in a battle that will completely destroy everything..."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind; a person who excels above others will be criticized by the masses. I am that giant tree that excels above others. If I don't want to be destroyed by the storm, either I destroy everything and become a forest by myself, or I cultivate a new giant tree next to me."

"I don't understand, I'm going to sleep." Yelena seemed to be implying that she was just an innocent white rabbit who didn't understand anything and could only go to sleep.

"Heh—" Xia Lin chuckled lightly. It wasn't that she didn't understand, but that she was unwilling to accept it and didn't want to understand it. But she was just a little girl, so it was a normal emotion.

"However, I'm not so easily convinced by that dragon girl. I won't listen to what she says; I'll only look at what she does, if she really is the leader you're talking about, Lao Xia."

"Me too, go to sleep." Xia Lin shook her head, watched Yelena leave the workroom, and continued to bury herself in her work.

Chapter 77 Groniz-Terra Edition

Chapter 77

Talulah's purpose and motives seem to be fine and plausible at the moment. According to the interrogation of the Penguin Logistics personnel, they also don't know what's going on. They had indeed heard about the Ursus blockade before they came, but they encountered almost no obstacles.

This issue of the route still needs to be investigated. After all, just because Talulah herself is innocent does not mean that her plan will not be exploited by others. It is not uncommon for good intentions to lead to bad outcomes.

Currently, the only teams operating near the blockade are Patriot guerrillas, or rather, only they would choose to tackle these tough targets instead of bullying villages of ordinary people or villages of infected individuals that haven't had time to relocate.

"I understand... I'll investigate..." The radio crackled with the sounds of metal clashing and explosions, as if a fierce battle was raging. "Wait for news."

After speaking, Patriot hung up the communication. In the abandoned town module, the Shield Force was besieged by the Ursus elite forces. This was their chosen battle position, with various IEDs (Improvised Explosives) provided by Xia Lin spread out beneath the abandoned buildings and decks, using traps to block the Ursus attacks.

This abandoned module was stuck in their patrol line; it was originally intended to be an Ursus outpost.

It's like a node in the entire blockade network. The garrison that was originally stationed at the post was wiped out by a night raid by the Patriots, and now it's their turn to take it back.

Otherwise, this abandoned module would become a bridgehead for the infected guerrillas, tightly strangling the patrol team and tearing a wide gap in the encirclement.

Moreover, the purpose of the blockade was to force this powerful infected army out. After the attack on the outpost, the patrol team immediately reported the discovery of suspected personnel who attacked the mining site.

This time, Ursus's regular army arrived, including armored assault units, artillery vanguards, artillery sorcerer units, and sniper units equipped with spell crossbows—their entire force.

This also includes Ursus regular infantrymen who wear armor and wield short spears that can be used for both ranged and melee combat, as well as assault cavalrymen who wear tall hats and full protective gear.

(Originality is indeed caused by airborne dust pollution; the protective equipment developed by Ursus and showcased by Rhodes Island is an advanced gas mask.)

They had initially thought it would be a crushing defeat. This time, however, the infected wouldn't have any relic weapons at their disposal, and the abandoned city module didn't contain any powerful explosive devices. Under the siege of the Ursus Mobile Armored Regiment, even if they were incredibly skilled, they would only be crushed bit by bit.

However, having absolutely no experience in modern urban warfare, the first "armored assault vehicle" they entered the city was knocked down. As it ran over an unremarkable abandoned vehicle, it was blown over by a high-explosive IED.

The armor, coated with a diketone polymer, which provides extremely high resistance to Originium Arts spells, is utterly powerless against the centered high-explosive, especially since it explodes from the bottom of a vehicle that was never designed for defense.

In conventional warfare, anti-armor weapons are usually powered by Originium Arts, which is a type of magical attack, while ordinary crossbow bolts and melee attacks are unlikely to have much destructive effect on steel armor.

Therefore, the armored vehicles, accompanying infantry, and reconnaissance drones are mainly used to locate the enemy's casters, Originium devices, and spell devices.

The IED, consisting of two kilograms of high explosives and an inconspicuous metal casing, and professionally disguised, went unnoticed. It was not present in the Originium Arts accompanying the reconnaissance caster, and the pulse wave released by the staff did not detect any Originium devices or magical devices in the city. Patriots did not even set up any Sarkaz sorcery devices.

He simply followed Xia Lin's advice and filled buildings, roads, and various inconspicuous places with these cheap, simple, and easy-to-use IEDs. These explosives dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Ursus army before they even made contact with the Patriots' forces.

When you break down a door, turn a corner, or even walk on a main road or side street, or go up a staircase, it feels like anything in your line of sight could explode, and in fact, it could.

It is impossible to defeat a regular army by relying solely on IEDs. In reality, the actual casualties are very few. The real purpose of bombs and mines is not to destroy the enemy, but to delay the enemy and buy them time to set up and rebuild their positions. Another tactic is to restrict the enemy's attack path.

When two out of three roads are covered with landmines, the enemy will unconsciously attack the road with fewer landmines, thus creating a pre-planned battlefield.

The real battle still needs to be fought by the shield soldiers. They are not only the shield of the infected, but also their sword. The power armor borrowed from the Yeti emits a deep roar, and the wheels on their feet rub fiercely against the icy ground.

Three shield warriors charged out from the street corner like three chariots, shield in one hand and halberd in the other, and attacked the Ursus squad that was advancing along the road.

"Whoosh—" The Originium, which had been specially treated to form a magical crystal, roared within the halberd. Energy from the industrial capacitor surged into it, causing the entire halberd to be enveloped in a layer of magical flames as if it were burning.

"Defense!" The Ursus heavy armor squad walking beside the armored vehicle immediately lowered their shields, and the Originium devices on the armored vehicle, which resembled cannons, rotated over the turret. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Spell arrows and spell light bullets formed by various Originium arts rained down on the shield guards in front of them.

The crossbow bolts snapped against the armor with a piercing sound, and the spells struck the shields, slightly hindering their advance. The warriors lowered their heads, switched to a walking stance, and began their charge with heavy steps.

"Stop them, don't let them charge!" Ordinary infantry would be no match for the shield guards' powerful charge; only heavy infantry could barely hold them off. However, that was the old shield guards.

"Bang!" The Originium cannon on the armored vehicle fired, and the cannonball made of magical flames blasted a shield guard backward, which slid a distance on the ground before falling into a pile of rubble.

"Actual hit! Don't let them get close! Attack! Fire with all your might!" Realizing that the weapons on the armored vehicle were lethal to them, the remaining two shield guards began to move in an S-shaped pattern, using the collapsed buildings and wreckage on the street as cover.

"Buzz—" The Artillery Forerunners had arrived on the battlefield and, under the remote control of the warlocks, began to guide the Originium spell bombardment.

However, at that moment, the building next to them suddenly collapsed and cracked, and a huge figure emerged from the smoke and dust, crashing into the side of the warlock troops with unstoppable momentum and power.

With a single sweep of the halberd, several warlocks who were focused on operating drones and spells were cut in half at the waist. A large hand encased in metal grabbed the head of the commander hiding behind the armored forces and lifted him up in front of him.

"Uh..." A face contorted with fear was reflected in the crimson mechanical eyes. "Splat!"

Warm blood smeared on the silver antler helmet made the already terrifying warrior appear even more brutal and horrifying.

Caught off guard by a sudden flank attack, the convoy was caught off guard. The heavy infantry at the front lost their infantry reinforcements and had to face both frontal assaults and flanking attacks from buildings.

For a convoy, being attacked in urban warfare with both the frontal blockade and the flanks cutting it off is almost fatal.

Especially when the enemy appears to lack long-range capabilities but is actually equipped with a considerable number of anti-armor weapons.

"Bang!" The Ursus heavy infantrymen holding shields were knocked away. One after another, the shield guards, who had half their bodies hidden behind their shields, broke through the buildings and jumped into the convoy. The cannons on the armored vehicles, which posed the greatest threat, became useless to them. All that was left were the standard Ursus scimitars, the spells hastily cast by the warlocks, and a small number of spell crossbow bolts.

As for the Artillery Forerunner and the warlock who operated it, they were all wiped out by the Patriots in one fell swoop, including the Ursus artillerymen carrying mortars, who were also covered by the Shield Guard ranged units.

"Da da da!" Ivan pressed down hard on the huge thing in his hand. It was originally a vehicle-mounted electromagnetic crossbow. For the Shield Guards, after being disassembled into the power supply and firing mechanisms, it could be barely moved by two people.