There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

Therefore, the buildings in the territory also adhere to the crude and rudimentary architectural style, with monotonous colors and rough lines. Large blocks of stone are simply polished, processed, and cut to form the walls of houses, like ancient hills and ravines spreading across the field of vision.

More than a thousand residents move about in and out of these sturdy buildings. To the left are thriving handicraft workshops, from which smoke from burning can be seen rising, like wisps of smoke emerging from cracks in the rocks, where underground fires are brewing.

These handicrafts and smelters are indeed the lifeblood of this wild beast, providing it with claws and teeth for tearing and fighting.

To the right of the field of vision lay expanses of cultivated farmland, where pitiful creatures, resembling worms, toiled listlessly under the scorching sun. The crops, too, showed no signs of life, drooping listlessly at the ground, their moisture drained by the intense heat, seemingly on the verge of withering and dying.

But what is striking is the presence of a cluster of towering buildings nestled between the towns, cascading down the hillsides in a strikingly different manner. These buildings are tall and sturdy, draped in fine fabrics or painted with vibrant colors.

“Over there…” I pointed to the exquisite buildings and asked the bald man, “Who lives there?”

The bald man shrugged. "That's where the town councilors and high society live. We'll go in through the south gate and then take the central avenue straight there. You'll have plenty of time to look around, boss."

In the layout of this Loader's Territory, I did indeed sense a hint of the style of a war fortress.

Once war breaks out, the workshops to the west will be hidden behind the stone walls, the farmland to the east will retreat into the depths, and the noble territories in the middle will likely see countless well-equipped warriors swarming out, arrayed along the central avenue, riding camels to charge the enemy...

With that in mind, I rode my camel ahead and walked towards the two guards at the city gate. I patted one of them on the shoulder and said warmly, "Brother, shouldn't you return what you stole from me?"

The guard's eyes were full of confusion, as if he was trying to figure out whether I was joking between acquaintances or playing a malicious prank.

The bald man behind me looked terrified and quickly caught up, trying to smooth things over: "Brother, I'm from the Fourth Guard Team. We were just joking, okay? Don't..."

But before he could finish speaking, I pulled a huge battle axe from my bundle and swung it down at the guard!

Chapter 320 The War Begins

Item Name: Steel Halberd (Normal)

Item Description: The halberd is a combination of a spear and an axe, adept at slicing through heavily armed targets from several body lengths away. Commonly used by medieval foot warriors, its wielded blade is adorned with a brutal, blood-red hue.

Durability: 100/100

Material: Steel

Physical mass: 28 kgw

Workload: 334

Melee damage per second: 13.39

Melee Armor Penetration: 71%

I wrapped the man-high halberd in rags and hid it beside the wild camel as it bumped along the way, exhausting the poor animal. It had to exert all its strength to avoid being completely left behind.

This hardworking camel carried this powerful weapon all the way, which I have carefully saved for now before it makes its appearance.

The city gate guards only saw me raise a large cloth bundle, as light as a feather, above my head, assuming I was hiding some bamboo or wooden handicrafts. But in the swift swing of my hand, the tattered cloth was flung aside without any resistance, and the sharp axe blade of the halberd head broke through the barrier, like a pointed awl emerging from its sheath, its edge fully revealed!

In the blink of an eye, the city gate guard, a seasoned retired soldier, rolled away to avoid the attack. This was a lesson he had learned from crawling through piles of corpses: never engage the enemy's attack head-on, and never try to confront them head-on.

People who haven't experienced combat have strange ideas. In their minds, dealing with a tiger is as simple as sliding across the ground with a knife to disembowel it when it jumps up, and dealing with a black bear is as simple as planting a spear on the ground and waiting for the bear to stab you to death.

If such arguments can be attributed to ignorance, then the fighting techniques of some Tai Chi masters are simply summarized as easy parrying, neutralizing, and striking... Could he be referring to parrying, cremation, and funeral rites?

If anyone can do the above, I think they can try my "Splitting Mount Hua" move first.

Ever since the halberd was forged, I've felt a chilling aura emanating from it, like a treasured weapon that has triumphed after a hundred battles of undefeated glory, possessing an aura of fear that shakes people's hearts.

With an armor penetration rate as high as 71%, the axe blade easily cleaved into the granite city gate. Even the 5-meter-thick city wall could not escape unscathed, as a large chunk of stone was cut off by the halberd, which also caused a small-scale collapse.

The city gate guard was terrified, lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, unable to believe that he had dodged such an attack by instinct. If he had stood in front of me just now, his scimitar and armor combined probably wouldn't have lasted even a fraction of a second before I cleaved him in two.

If his armor were strong enough, things would be even worse; he might be embedded into the city wall by the immense force, becoming the most loyal guard of this city gate, inseparable for all eternity.

"Enemy... Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

After a brief moment of calm, a heart-wrenching scream rang out. The alarm came from another guard at the south gate, who immediately understood my intentions and sounded the alarm.

And I was very annoyed.

The guard was able to escape not because the colonizer system's power had declined, but because my attack was not recognized by the colonizer system and was merely my own initiative.

In this situation, I can only rely on the power-up mode to enhance my physical abilities and the experience gained from multiple battles to provoke the opponent first and actively lure them into a hostile state in order to activate the colonizer system's counterattack mode.

"System notification: The colonists have launched an attack on members of the Andenawara faction, resulting in a -30 decrease in relationship with them."

"System notification: Your current favorability with the Andnavara faction is -15, and the two sides have entered a hostile state."

"System notification: When both sides are in a hostile state, the other side will initiate an attack under any circumstances, and the system will also automatically include the other side's personnel in the attack targets. If you need to increase favorability, you can only rely on business activities, gift-giving, friendly actions, etc. The opposing faction will refuse all communication attempts."

This is... wonderful!

The guards on duty were not equipped with large numbers of firearms, because weapons such as guns and artillery were strategic resources belonging to the loader's command and could only be used by experienced elite troops.

Normally, a single bullet could eliminate a great person; such a thing would be a concern for any ruler.

The guards were usually only equipped with light melee weapons and wore armor that allowed for easy movement. In any case, their usual enemies were only rebellious serfs, unruly merchants, and irritable drunkards, so they rarely had the chance to encounter fierce battles.

No member of parliament believed that anyone would dare to cause trouble at the gates of the Loader's Territory. This blind spot had long existed within the ruling class, who had a blind faith in local military power, until this incident suddenly occurred.

The two city gate guards closest to me suddenly sensed a change in the aura of the smiling young man in front of them. A terrifying aura of life and death, yet oblivious to it, instantly appeared on the attacker.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Three crisp knocking sounds suddenly rang out, and the guards on the city wall with crossbows had already rushed over upon hearing the news. Without hesitation, they aimed at the attackers and fired their cold crossbow bolts.

However, the three crossbow bolts had no effect.

After making a beautiful sound like a musical instrument, the crossbow bolt bounced weakly off the attacker and fell to the ground.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a furtive figure behind the crenellations on the city gate. I immediately grabbed the scimitar that the guard had dropped and threw it towards the top of the city wall. With a "thud," like a burlap sack being punctured, a corpse fell from the two-story-high city wall and turned into a puddle of mud on the ground.

I have absolute faith in the retaliatory function of the colonizer system. If anyone dares to attack me, I will retaliate in the next moment using all sorts of unbelievable methods and swiftly take their life.

At that moment, another loud bang was heard as a bowstring snapped. A series of creaking sounds suddenly came from the top of the city gate, and a heavy wooden door bulged out from the dome of the city gate, about to crash down to the ground!

This should be a broken gate used for defense at the south gate. Once the hanging rope is cut, it will fall rapidly with tremendous force, turning this gate into a dead end and blocking the route of invasion.

But amidst the clamor of the city gate guards shouting, I remained unmoved. I simply gripped the steel halberd with both hands, stood firmly on the ground, and gave the fallen wooden gate a disdainful smile.

System notification: Power-up mode activated!

A terrifying power erupted from my body, coursing through every muscle, ultimately transforming into a mighty torrent, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. This power rose relentlessly from the ground, hurtling towards the oncoming wooden gate. My steel halberd also transformed into a silver-white dragon, soaring upwards in a circle before colliding with the massive wooden gate!

Chapter 321 Enjoying Skewers While They're Hot

Amidst the deafening explosion, everyone at the scene thought there had been some kind of bombing, causing the loud rumbling sound to echo in all directions.

But amidst the massive dust cloud, the terrified city gate guards only saw a tiny figure standing beneath the fallen gate, striking the collapsing wooden gate with a tiny, needle-like weapon.

After a strange and brief standoff, the wooden gate made a series of cracking noises, and a huge crack suddenly appeared at the bottom of the gate, shattering the fire-painted, iron-hooped, and copper-nailed gate into pieces scattered all over the ground!

Before the guards who had just cut the ropes on the city gate could recover from their shock, they felt a strange tremor in the gate. They discovered that the powerful force exerted by the attackers on the wooden gate had not dissipated but had instead transformed into a continuous tremor, shaking the very foundation of the gate.

If one looked closely, they would notice that the colonists' seemingly reckless assault on the city gate was actually using a special combat technique—the Spiral Force. Layers of physical power, like ocean waves, were precisely controlled to rotate within a constant range, creating internal micro-circulations that were silently released onto the city gate.

The spiraling force soared upwards, and after a brief contact, it instantly shattered the wooden gate. The wooden gate was then shaken in all directions, and the resonance was transmitted to the top of the stone city gate, twisting and breaking the main beam and stone slabs on top. Finally, it transformed into a turbulent force that suddenly burst forth!

"Run! The city gate is about to collapse!"

Exclamations rang out again, followed by a deafening roar as the south gate was instantly reduced to a horrifying pile of rubble!

I jumped out of the collapse area and, taking advantage of the dust, headed towards where the camels were. Looking at the dumbfounded bald man, I smacked his head and said, "What are you running for? Hurry up and stand there!"

The bald man stared at me in disbelief, pointing to the enormous weapon in my hand: "Boss... you've been planning this all along? Why have you kept it from me until now?"

I scoffed, "Wasn't the plan yours? Pretend to be robbed, go to their door for help, negotiations fail, then leave in anger. What I'm doing now is pretending to be robbed by the city gate guards. The next step is to storm the lord's residence and make him give me an explanation. Am I right?"

"This isn't wrong! It's wrong from beginning to end!" the bald man said in despair. "There are so many people in the city, boss, are you sure you want to turn on us like this?"

I nodded confidently. The drawback of the charging mode is that it cannot be interrupted once it is activated, but I have found a solution to this problem—that is to shut down and restart... oh no, exit and re-enter!

As the saying goes, if your computer has a problem, restarting it will cure everything. By simply exiting the Colonizer system's counterattack mode, I can also exit the charging mode, preventing myself from getting too carried away and messing things up.

Moreover, after several training sessions in the energy-accumulating mode, my body has gradually become able to adapt to this high-intensity activity, and there will be no danger in activating it for a short period of time.

"Give me the mask, and you run. Take the camel and hide outside the city. I'll come find you later."

I snatched the stone war mask from his hand, took a deep breath, and put it on my head. Then I tore off the tattered cloak covering my body, revealing the gleaming, ferocious armor beneath.

Item Name: Steel Plate Armor (Common)

Item Description: The shoulder guards are made of sturdy heavy plate armor, with thick layers of material stacked from the neck to the feet. The emergence of this armor directly contributed to the death of the battlefield at the end of the Middle Ages - the heavily armored knight.

Durability: 290/290

Material: Steel

Physical mass: 38 kg

Armor - Weapon: 95.3%

Armor - Blunt Weapons: 47.6%

Armor - Thermal Energy: 63.5%

Thermal insulation - cold: 4.5 degrees Celsius

Preparation time: 15 seconds

Movement speed: -0.8”

The steel plate armor forged by the colonists is incredibly strong. Based on my testing, it shouldn't be able to cause any damage unless it encounters an anti-materiel sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing rounds. Those three crossbow bolts fired at close range just now, with destructive power comparable to large-caliber bullets, failed to inflict the slightest harm on me.

My pat on the shoulder startled the bald man and the camel I was riding, causing them to stand up and gallop quickly toward the distant hills. This scene blended seamlessly into the chaotic scene of people and horses falling over.

I felt the rough texture of the stone war mask; the hideous stone face perfectly conveyed a primitive, mysterious, and terrifying atmosphere. Combined with the thick steel plate armor covering my body from neck to toe, and the gleaming steel halberd in my hand, I slowly stepped onto the leveled city gate, coldly watching the city gate guards rushing towards us in the distance, a satisfied smile on my face.

That's more like it. Instead of trying to outsmart them and find clues, I should go and settle accounts with these people myself. If I make a big enough scene, all the armed forces will be drawn to me, right?

I stood on the city wall and shouted at the onrushing enemy, "Who has ever heard of Lord Shafulin?!"

"Come out and confess immediately!!!"

But the guards in the distance did not respond to me; they simply marched in neat rows, each holding various weapons.

"You're not going to answer?"

I gave a cold laugh.

"Then die!!!"

I leaped down from the ruins, clad in astonishing heavy armor, and launched a counter-charge against the oncoming troops!