Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Good man, you are making indirect accusations.

Volume 1: Sorting out the plot, to be updated tomorrow

The foreshadowing is basically over, and we are about to enter a major plot in this volume. Allow me to briefly organize my thoughts and plot.

The forces currently involved in the first conflict are: the Ursus Third Army and the Black Snake Commando.

Our side: Roy, Forest Ranger, Chesper's Knights of War, and Mauna.

The Supervisory Commission and the Chamber of Commerce belong to the second wave of offensive.

It involves the grievances between many people, Black Snake, and the traitor among the rangers. It has to be both lively and handsome, which is a relatively difficult climax to write.

So I’ll sort it out and update it tomorrow!

Volume 1: Chapter 149: Difficult or not, you must keep it

"Hey, this is really weird. Normally, no one comes to my place for half a year. How come there are people visiting me every day for two consecutive days?"

Johnson cursed and looked at his adjutant with a somewhat unfriendly look:

"Besides, didn't I tell you? If there are any more rumors that the Ursus are about to attack, it will only shake the morale of the army. Just send them away without reporting to me. If you can't even handle such a small matter, what are you doing?"

The adjutant's expression was also somewhat embarrassed. He certainly remembered the order from his superior, Johnson, but he could not afford to offend the visitor because of his identity. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to offend Johnson first.

"Sir, of course I remember your orders, but I suggest you go meet this person."

"No, it's too much trouble, no!" Johnson waved his hand impatiently. Who is he? Although he is neither high nor low, he is still the leader of the Knights of War. Last time, he met Lin Guang for the sake of the military and the Supervisory Council. This time, who knows what he wants to meet again, what has he become? Someone else's younger brother?

"Really?" the adjutant confirmed.

"No, I won't see you!" Johnson turned around.

The adjutant shrugged, "Well, then. I can only let this newly crowned special championship champion, the childhood sweetheart of the Knight of Glory, the legend of Casimir himself, go home. But I don't think this is a bad thing. After all, it won't be long before the legend of you, the captain, will spread among the knights. Even the most legendary knight of Casimir cannot defeat the captain's iron-faced and selfless heart... Hey, sir, where are you going?"

The adjutant moved sideways to avoid Captain Johnson, who was rushing out of the door at the speed of a knight's charge. The sound was still behind him, but Johnson's men had already disappeared in the camp.

Johnson was almost biting his teeth. Sure enough, the people around him had to be the ones closest to him. He believed in the bullshit of meritocracy, and now he is embarrassed. If he had agreed to let his cousin be the adjutant earlier, with that boy's snobbish eyes, let alone let the Knights of Heng wait at the door in the cold wind, they would probably have drunk two cups of tea by now.

And now this adjutant, not only did he have a blind eye, but he also just kept playing tricks on him and almost ruined his big plan!

If he had been told that the person waiting at the door was the Knight of Heng, how could Johnson dare to put on airs? As a person with no identity, no background, no bloodline, and no backing, he had long given up the idea of ​​relying on the old nobles of the Supervisory Council. If he wanted to get promoted from this hungry and cold border area, his only chance was to rely on the big tree of the Business Federation. And what was the Knight of Heng? He was the darling of the Business Federation! He was the newly promoted Knight Champion! Johnson didn't dare to speak rashly about his strength, but he dared to say that he had plenty of ways to crush a small Knight Commander like him.

This is not an exaggeration. Who doesn't have a pure heart when they are young? If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that the leader of the Knights of War who refused to accept bribes from the Business Federation was taken away by the National Council for investigation on charges of corruption the next month, he might have kept his original intention.

By the way, the person who was taken away for investigation was the old leader of the Knights' Order that he currently led, in other words, his old superior. If he hadn't left, Johnson wouldn't have been able to take this position.

The past is too hard to recall. After more than a decade of struggling on this frontier, Johnson has come to realize one thing: ordinary people cannot afford to get involved in factional struggles. If they want to get involved, they must stand on the right side.

When the old leader was taken away, the Supervisory Council did not say a word. Johnson certainly believed in the Business Federation more. It was not easy to get such an opportunity to deal with the new elite of the Business Federation, so he naturally cherished it!

Johnson hurried to the camp gate and saw the green figure from afar. He took off his cloak as he ran. As soon as he got to Roy, he pretended to throw the clothes on Roy:

"Sir Knight Heng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. My subordinates are ignorant. It's freezing cold, but they didn't even let you come in and sit down. Are you cold?"

Roy was also stunned. He noticed the way Johnson looked at him. He was closer than a relative and loved him more than a lover. He immediately got goose bumps and quickly dodged and waved his hand:

"No, no, I'm not cold. Captain Johnson should put on his clothes."

As a dignified Sea Heir, his super-fast adaptability and super-high durability were passive skills. Even if Roy was thrown into the endless ice field to freeze him, and then thrown into the burning wind and hot soil to burn him again, he might not even sneeze, let alone this little cold wind.

Instead, Johnson's arrogant and humble appearance made him feel nauseous and uncomfortable.

The adjutant said that a blond man named Lin Guang came to see him yesterday and talked about something similar to his own, but he was sent away after just a few words. Roy guessed that it was Maina, and compared to Johnson, who got impatient after just a few words from the adjutant, and the man in front of him who was smiling apologetically, Roy felt really disgusted.

If I really think that there is no evidence and that false reporting of military intelligence is a way of shaking the morale of the troops, and you just ask someone to kick me out, I will still look at you with a higher regard.

After all, Roy has not yet produced Mikhail's handwritten letter.

But you obviously didn't mean that. The reason why your attitude towards me and Mainna is so different is obvious.

Although he wanted to despise this "chameleon" leader, Roy kept his contempt in his heart. Personal conduct and morality were not important for the current situation. Captain Johnson's obedient appearance made it easier for Roy to do things.

Without further ado, Roy followed Johnson into the camp and directly stated his purpose:

"Captain Johnson, in addition to my identity as the special tournament champion, I have another identity. I just left the Ranger headquarters that was attacked, and on behalf of the Ranger Staff Meeting, I am conveying to you the latest intelligence - the Ursus Empire's Third Army will launch a surprise attack on the White River at 3 a.m. two days later. The war is imminent, and the Rangers call on all the knights stationed on the border to unite and form a temporary front to resist the invasion of Ursus."

After Roy finished speaking, he took out a handwritten letter from his pocket that was stamped with the ranger's seal and sealed with special wax and handed it to Johnson.

Johnson looked at Roy in shock, took the letter, took a deep breath, walked quickly into the tent, found a knife, and opened the letter.

His expression changed from shock to disbelief, and then from disbelief to anxiety and despair. Finally, his face turned pale as he looked at Roy:

"Sir, I understand. But, war... where are our reinforcements?"

"The Baibo River stretches for dozens of kilometers, and the attack time is 3 a.m. Without the intelligence support of the forest rangers and without superior forces as reinforcements, how can we, the border knights, hold such a long front line with only a few of us?"

After saying this, he seemed to realize that such words should not be said by a Knight Commander like him, so he gritted his teeth and added:

"Please pretend you didn't hear what I just said, and don't let the soldiers know. Otherwise, it will shake the morale of the army."

"It doesn't matter whether it's difficult or not, we have to defend it no matter what!"

Volume 1: Chapter 150: The gambler’s single draw, deul!

At 2:30 in the morning, at the border of Casimir and Ursus, the boundary river - the Baibo River.

The endless wasteland extends to the end of the horizon as far as the eye can see. The criss-crossing fortifications stand like chess pieces on the endless yellow sand. They face each other and are divided into the Chu and Han regions by a boundary river named Bai Bo. On both sides of the chasm are tracks that no moving city will approach. Those road fortifications built at great expense only serve the real weapons of war that ordinary people may never see in their lifetime - military high-speed land ships.

The vanguard of the Ursus Third Army has now arrived at the last hidden fortification on the north bank of the east bank of the White Po River. This bunker fortification, which is almost parallel to the White Po River and spans several kilometers, was built at the end of the Tenth Uka War. At that time, the Ursus army had successfully pushed the front line to Casimir south of the White Po River, but the Casimir Field Knights and the Forest Rangers were divided into small groups, and their intrusion into the supply line repeatedly frustrated the Ursus army's offensive. In order to completely eliminate the risk of supply line interruption, under the order of the Fourth Army Marshal Petrov, the logistics troops built this long line of fortresses as the middle end of the supply line.

But soon after the completion of this fortification, the legion led by Herag suffered an unexpected defeat in the battle with the Silver Spear Pegasus led by Cyril Linguang. Under the scorching sun, the entire Ursus Empire army almost collapsed on the spot. If Bozhukas had not led the heavy-armored Wendigo army to rescue in time, even Herag would have almost died on the spot. And this fortification, which was supposed to be the outpost of the empire's attack, also turned into a rearguard for the army's retreat. The charge of the Silver Spear Pegasus Knights finally stopped under the dense firepower of the fortress. The Ursus Empire, no longer able to launch the next round of offensive, and Casimir could only make peace temporarily.

More than a decade had passed in a flash, and the once impregnable fortress was now covered in dust, and a large number of fortifications had become semi-paralyzed due to lack of maintenance. So when Brechester ordered the headquarters to be moved here, the engineers in charge of the transfer took two hours just to connect the communication networks of the two places.

After stepping into the room, Brechester stroked the faded Ursus emblem on the wall and felt deeply moved:

"Ursus has gone through so much hardship over the years."

"The tragic defeat at Xuefeng, the death of the previous emperor, the confrontation between the old and new nobles, the great rebellion, the elimination of the Sixth Army, the Great Purge... Which of these events would not be recorded in the history of any country?"

"But they happened all at once in Ursus in just a dozen years. Even our great empire has lost its glory."

He turned around and looked at the strange staff officer beside him. This was the attendant sent by Viscount Dunkel and Grand Duke Baikal to "help him solve his problems", but Brechester knew that his real use should be to monitor him.

A general who had just joined the war party could not get the full trust of the two. Brechester understood, but still felt a little unhappy. Back then, when the late emperor was alive, he was a stray dog ​​who turned from Victoria to Ursus, but he also got the late emperor's unconditional trust. As soon as he joined the army, he was able to command a complete corps under the Third Army.

But now, just like this fortress, everything has changed.

He suppressed his annoyance in his heart, looked at the young staff officer, and said:

"Child, do you remember what I just said?"

"Then do you know why we are here?"

The staff officer did not answer. His eyes were cold and he had no idea of ​​the lofty ambitions in Brechester's heart at the moment.

But the general's voice was sonorous and powerful:

"We are here to rewrite history according to Ursus's will!"

Make history, this is what the Third Army did tonight as Brechester ordered the entire army to do!

Just ask yourself, for that man, leaving his name in history, or even going a step further, writing history with his own efforts, isn’t it an extremely exciting thing for you?

For them, war is no longer a war, but a noble, sacred pilgrimage. If the Blood Peak Battle was the beginning of the tarnishing of the glory of the Ursus Empire, then the White Wave River Raid must be the starting point for the Ursus Empire to become great again! What was lost in the war must be regained in the war. Starting from Casimir, the wheel of war in Ursus that was stopped by one person will be pushed forward by countless soldiers again, and the ruts will be filled with gems and gold.

The soldiers were no longer pawns in the eyes of conspirators, nor were they numbers in the rulers' books. They became the writers of history, the promoters of a great trend, and the people who, like the previous emperor, opened the road to the conquest of Ursus. When endless glory and pride filled their bodies in armor, any swords, guns, crossbows, and even death itself were no longer important, because they believed that there would be a record of them in the future history books, no matter how insignificant that record was, even if that record was just a sentence: In early 1094, the Third Army of the Ursus Empire attacked the Baibo River at night.

At 2:45 in the morning, on the Wuka Plain, the Baibo River was still flowing quietly, and everything seemed exceptionally peaceful. Across from thousands of pairs of eager eyes, two knight groups of less than a thousand men had just completed their meeting.

An ordinary Casimir Knights' expeditionary force has a strength of about 400-600 people. The knights stationed at the Uka border have a slightly larger strength for border defense. For example, Johnson's knights have 800 armored men, twice as many as an ordinary knight. But even so, with the 430 knights led by Chesper, the total number is just over a thousand, reaching 1200.

Even Ma Enna, seeing this scene, couldn't help but frown and whispered through gritted teeth: "Too little."

Unlike Casimir, who followed the Knights' Order system and the elite soldiers system, the Ursus Empire's army had always won by numbers. During the Great Conquest, a group army of the Ursus Empire had a full complement of about 100,000 people, and the vanguard troops had about 20,000 to 30,000 people. Even though Ursus had been severely damaged in recent years and the new emperor ordered the reduction of armaments and the reduction of troops, the group army could not be less than 50,000 people. Calculating one-tenth of the vanguard, there were still 5,000 people.

One thousand men against five thousand men, this is a military strength gap of 1:5, and their one thousand men have no reinforcements, while the enemy has an endless supply of reinforcements.

The gap was huge. Even in the best case scenario, one knight would have to face four to five Ursus soldiers. According to Mauna's experience, the Ursus people would not be stupid enough to split into five-man teams to challenge you one by one. When they faced the Casimir knights, they always used saturation firepower coverage first.

What should we do? How should we fight? If Snitks were here, what would he do? Would he have a solution?

Maenna asked himself. Unfortunately, he was not Snitzer, so he could not get an answer. He could only look up and look at the only ally he had just reunited with and was about to go to the battlefield with.

"What are you thinking?"

Hearing Mahenna's question, Roy glanced at him speechlessly and replied, "Find a way."

What can you think of?

Looking at the large chain task "The Ranger's Request for Help" that had been completed, Roy was seizing the opportunity to reward himself.

C-B level modules, or corresponding level collections, gamblers' single draw! deul!

Volume 1: Chapter 151: Holy Sword of the Sun

An interface with a low presence but very familiar appearance unfolded before Roy's eyes. The slot machine that had not been seen for a long time finally lit up again. As the lever was pulled down, exciting music sounded in Roy's ears.

This directly triggered Roy's Jade Syndrome...Oh no, the second stage of the Great Wilderness Starfall.

The image changes in the three windows gradually slowed down. After the collection system was added, the images in the lottery machine obviously became much more complicated. Many collectible images that Roy could recognize at a glance flashed in them one by one, including the Scale-Catching Fur Coat, the Exploding Hand, the Dust-Purifying Hand, the Evidence of the Immortal, and even special collectibles such as the Frozen Alien Claw and the Victoria Crown.

However, like most lottery games, after these heart-pounding or heart-stopping rewards passed by one by one, the three patterns on the slot machine finally stopped on a handsome knight's sword.

Roy's eyes blurred, and in a trance, the lush forest behind him and the tranquil Baibo River not far away disappeared like a dream bubble. Instead, there was flying yellow sand all over the sky and a majestic city standing on the sand dunes, with blue, white and gold as the main colors.

Under the yellow sand, there were countless flags standing tall and endless black soldiers, while above the yellow sand, the city stood as if it had never changed. The sweeping artillery fire could not penetrate the city walls, and the overwhelming arrows could not penetrate the holy barrier. Twelve people stood motionless on the motionless city wall. In Roy's eyes, he saw one of them draw the mighty sword at his waist, step forward, and hold it high.

The next moment, the dazzling sun poured down infinite light as if inspired, injecting it into the sword body and turning the sword god into a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

The noisy army fell silent, the whistling yellow sands stopped, and even the heaven and earth seemed to have lost their luster under this sword. The mighty knight swung the sword in his hand under the protection of the sun, as if he was chopping down the sun as well, and then everything lost its light and fell into darkness.

Roy shook his head, still a little dizzy. This was something that should never happen to this body of the Sea Heir, but Roy was not surprised at all.

After all, although Hai Si has infinite evolutionary possibilities, it is still a bit presumptuous for him to face the light and temperature of the Sun at this stage.

Roy calmed his mind and tried not to show any abnormality. He reached to his waist and felt the knight's greatsword that had replaced the original standard longsword of the No Helmet Alliance.

Collection [Holy Sword of the Sun].

[According to legend, the brave Red Dragon King has twelve brave knights under his command. Among them, the Knight of the Sun is honored to have obtained a sword that is on par with the King. This sword can absorb the power of the sun, providing the sword owner with a large amount of attribute bonuses, and can also release the accumulated power of the sun to launch a super-powerful scorching sun attack in front.]

[Note: If it does not absorb the power of the sun, this sword is a great sword of reliable quality. ]

After reading the introduction to the collection, Roy felt mixed emotions.

How should I put it? Honestly speaking, the Sun Sword collection has definitely exceeded the category of B-level collections defined by Roy. You know, in Roy's classification, B-level modules should be [modules that surpass the original in some aspects]. Correspondingly, the collections that can only be obtained from CB's chain mission rewards should be at the highest level of B-level [collections that surpass the original in some aspects]. It's just that there is no official level classification for collections, so it is not officially marked.

The Sun Sword, just its effects, far exceeded Roy's knowledge of B-level. It provided the sword master with a large bonus to various attributes, and launched a super-powerful scorching sun attack in front. There was no limit on the number of times it could be used. Didn't this mean that as long as he was under the sun, Roy's BUFF and skills would be unlimited?

Who came up with this BT effect? ​​If the system's numerical planner was in the previous life, he would have been put on the forum discussion group and had a resurrection match with the module planner.

But the problem is that this thing does have limitations. The limitation is very simple, in one sentence - under the sunshine!

Roy now wished he could transform into Tiga and shout to all of Terra: "Raise your hands and lend me the light!", but unfortunately he couldn't.

Since it cannot be changed, it is troublesome. If the system can read the clock, it should know that the current time is 2:50 in the morning. What does 2:50 mean? No matter what, there is definitely no sun. There is sunlight, but it is reflected by the two moons. Seeing that the Sun Holy Sword has no reaction, it is likely that it will not eat this second-hand product.

Yes, ambitious!

Except that it is useless now, it can be said to be perfect.

"Tmd, give me the Sun Holy Sword at this time, system, are you doing this on purpose or by accident?"

The module system was as silent as ever, leaving Roy with no choice but to keep his frustration to himself.

"How about it, have you figured out a solution?"

Seeing Roy's expression change three times in an instant, Mayenna, who was standing next to him, blinked and asked.

Roy turned around, looked at him, nodded righteously and said, "I thought of it."

Ma Enna was stunned, and asked in disbelief and expectation: "What method?"

Roy said word by word: "Wait till dawn!"

Maenna: “….”

Roy: "I'm not kidding. As long as we can hold out until dawn, we'll have a fight, and a lot of it!"

Based on the scene Roy saw in the collection video, one of the twelve knights beside the legendary red dragon held the Holy Sword of the Sun and almost wiped out all the enemy troops besieging the city with one sword. That sword was enough to make the world pale in comparison and the sun and moon hang upside down. Roy didn't dare to say that he was as good as him, but as long as he could hold on until dawn, relying on the Holy Sword of the Sun and cooperating with Mainna, it would not be a problem to repel the Ursus Army.

But the question is, how can we hold on until dawn?

The Ursus people are not fools. Behind the vanguard are the regular army, war sorcerers, elite warriors, paratroopers, artillery, drone clusters, and even the war fortress land ships, which are the most powerful weapons on land. The dawn is late in winter, so if they can hold on until dawn, they still have at least five to six hours.

With just 1,200 people like them, they can't hold out for six hours. Not to mention Mainna, even if Snittz came, it would be impossible.