Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Kane did not keep the secret and continued, "Many things seem to be caused by the upper level, but in fact, it is often not the case. For example, I am going to issue an order today, saying that I want to build a department store in the residential area of ​​Lion Heart Street, and let my subordinates help coordinate with the local residents. Now that he has my order, what do you think he will do?"

Kane raised his finger and said, "He has at least three choices. First, he can honestly follow my orders, take the contract and the lawyer, and go door to door to negotiate with the residents about buying the land. Second, he can embezzle the money I give him, then call in thugs to drive all the residents out and forcibly demolish the houses. Third, he can take my money and directly bribe the ministers in the National Council, promise him benefits, and stand on his side. In the subsequent development negotiations, he can block my approval and ask me to take more money, so that he can rob his thugs."

"This is just the basic method. There are countless other small actions. Imagine if my staff member was replaced by someone under you and the ranger?"

Otherwise, why is it said that falsely conveying an imperial decree is a capital crime? The original intention of the higher-ups may be good and in accordance with the rules, but as long as the lower-ups explain it a little, the result will be very different. If there is a traitor among these upper-level people, Kane is not unbelieving, but if the traitor is in favor of Ursus, then Kane might as well believe that her Rose Newspaper will be able to capture the Colombian market tomorrow.

What are you after? You don't want your brain or money. You don't want feudalism or capitalism. Why do you want to be a slave in Ursus? The air in Ursus is sweeter than that in Casimir? You're good enough.

Kane's words made sense, and it reminded Russell that she and the ranger's internal review was mostly focused on the leadership who could access key information at the first time. But they forgot about another group of people who could also get information quickly and were only one step slower than the upper level - the messengers!

No wonder the ranger’s secret letter for help had not arrived yet, and no wonder he had never received any report about Ursus stationing troops on the border. It was not because the Ursus spies were so powerful or fierce that they killed the messengers on the road, but because the messenger was a running dog of Ursus. In this way, everything made sense!

But in this way, although the whereabouts of the traitor have been found, the messenger cannot be used temporarily. If the messenger cannot be used, what is the difference between her and the time when the intelligence is cut off?

After a moment's silence, she took the initiative to say, "Perhaps, we can find some absolutely trustworthy people to temporarily serve as messengers."

Kane remained silent. This was not something he could consider. For an ambitious man like him, no one was truly trustworthy, except the dead.

"Got it." Russell suddenly said, with a bit of confidence on his face, "This person must be trustworthy and worthy of being entrusted with important tasks."

"Who?" Kane asked.

Russell replied: "Linguang, Margaret Linguang who just returned!"

Volume 1: Chapter 157 Young Lin Guang, charge forward!

Margaret Linguang had two purposes when she returned to Casimir. First, to teach her ignorant sister a lesson for spreading rumors and clarify her relationship with the new champion...at least to those she knew. Second, to personally meet the person at the center of the storm, the Knight of Eternity who held high her banner and fulfilled many of her wishes.

As for what will happen after meeting the Knight of Everlasting, Margaret has not yet thought about it. Maybe they will become friends? Maybe she will discover the true face of the Knight of Everlasting? Even more, they can become comrades, confidants, start from scratch, and really write a good story.

Margaret didn't mind. Her attitude towards relationships was simple. Like-mindedness was the only and most important requirement. The rest could be slowly adjusted later. Unfortunately, even for this seemingly simple reason, there were not many people who met the requirements in this land. This was also why she valued Rhodes Island so much that she was willing to fight for this pharmaceutical company that had nothing to do with her identity.

But all this can only be done after seeing Roy. According to the information Margaret got from Marner, Roy had left the Great Knight Territory before her and headed for the northwest border. Margaret chose to return to the Great Knight Territory first, so their destinations were completely different. Calculating the time, Roy is probably in Ursus or Leitania now.

Just when she had given up the idea of ​​meeting Roy during this secret return home and planned to stay at home for a few more days before setting off to return to Rhodes Island, Grand Knight Russell came to her door in person.

"Margaret Linguang, I have a very important mission for you. I'm sorry that the news came so suddenly, but this mission concerns the life and death of tens of millions of people in Casimir. You are the only person we can trust."

Margaret was very surprised by Russell's sudden visit, but soon she nodded in understanding.

Yes, although her return home this time seemed to be a secret infiltration and cautious act, but facing large organizations such as the Supervisory Council and the Chamber of Commerce that truly control Casimir, what kind of secret can it be?

Perhaps the report about her return was already on Russell's desk the day after she crossed the border, but the Grand Knight chose to ignore it.

"Of course, the Supervisory Council will not let your efforts go to waste. We have already completed negotiations with the Chamber of Commerce. As long as you accept this mission, the Supervisory Council will immediately file a lawsuit with the National Council to clarify your identity as a person infected with mineral disease and restore all your reputation, including your status as champion and long-rider. We will also redress all the injustices that the Linguang family has suffered over the years."

Margaret gasped.

Russell's offer was generous. Just the official clarification of Margaret's identity was a huge step backward. You know, for a government, the most important thing is credibility. Once the government's credibility is insufficient, its policies will be useless. Asking the National Council to clarify that Margaret is not infected means overturning the ruling four years ago that Margaret concealed her identity and violated the rules to participate in the competition. This will implicate a large number of government officials and will also severely hit the government's credibility.

After all, Margaret has different identities. She is a [Lin Guang] and a champion. These two identities are both advantages and disadvantages to her.

Regaining her status as champion and long-rider meant that the two behemoths that controlled the National Council, the Casimir Business Association and the Casimir Supervisory Council, had made concessions to her at the same time. There were not many people in Casimir who could receive such treatment. Even when her grandfather was alive, he could only stay away from the Business Association that was dissatisfied with her victory, right?

As for redressing the injustices that the Linguang family had suffered over the years, that was even more important. You know, it is the nature of most people to add insult to injury and to push down the wall when it falls. During the years when the Linguang family was in decline, there were at least 800 people who took advantage of the situation. If this were investigated, half of the upper class of Casimir would be shocked. But Russell dared to offer this condition to Margaret in exchange for her accepting this task, or even completing it.

"If there's anything else you want, we can discuss it."

Seeing that Margaret didn't speak for a long time, Russell pursed his lips and added.

The Supervisory Committee has indeed treated the Lin Guang family unfairly over the years, so it is natural for Margaret to have complaints. As long as they are willing to talk, Russell does not recommend making any bigger concessions.

Unexpectedly, Margaret shook her head firmly and asked seriously:

"Grand Knight Commander, what has happened to Casimir now?"

During these years of traveling around the land, she had also grown a lot and knew that within a group of interests, there must be countless factions. For example, even in the small Rhodes Island, there were the Kazdel faction that only cared about Sarkaz affairs, and the Salvation faction headed by Amiya, and so on.

Since the Supervisory Committee and the Business Federation could make such a concession to her alone, there must be some opposition within them. But Russell still came here, which shows that something happened that made those opposition voices shut up at the same time.

It is unlikely that they have the same ambitions, so they can only be common enemies.

Russell was slightly startled, then shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile:

"As expected of Snitz's daughter, she has grown so much in just a few years."

"That's right. Casimir is in crisis. The enemy is our old rival, the Ursus. They have stationed troops on the border and may launch an attack at any time. However, there are spies from the enemy mixed in our messenger system and we cannot use them for the time being. We urgently need someone who is absolutely trustworthy to take on this responsibility. We have chosen you."

Margaret Linguang was not liked by most people. Even within the Supervisory Council, there were many people who were very dissatisfied with her reckless actions and provocations to the Business Federation four years ago. But no one could deny her love and loyalty to Casimir - a person who was not patriotic would not risk his life and stick to it to the end.

Not afraid of hardships, in this critical moment, only Lin Guang is worthy of trust!

Margaret nodded heavily without any hesitation:

"I accept this mission without asking for any reward!"

Russell looked at the young man in front of him, and in a trance he seemed to see the shadow of the hero during the eleventh Uka War.

At that moment, he did the same. Facing danger, without any hesitation, he led the remaining 48 knights and rushed towards the encirclement of Ursus. Then, the second sun rose over the plain, and Casimir's silver spear Pegasus shocked Terra!

Young Lin Guang, charge forward!

ps: The climax is coming, I will try to update more tomorrow.

Volume 1: Chapter 158: He is exhausted and I am full, so I defeat him

Casimir, the White River Rift Valley, two men against an army.

Mauna looked at his watch. It was already six in the morning. Three hours had passed since the vanguard of the Ursus Empire's Third Army launched an attack on Casimir, two hours and thirty minutes had passed since Roy shot a meteor, and one hour had passed since Roy single-handedly stopped the Ursus Army.

Manna felt the ground shaking again, more violently than three hours ago. He looked into the distance, and although he couldn't see his hand in front of his face in the darkness, Manna could already feel that the giant steel beasts seemed to have opened their bloody mouths impatiently, ready to swallow up the insignificant two of them.

The main force of the Ursus Empire's Third Army is already within reach.

Unlike the vanguard army whose strongest firepower is only the artillery unit, the main legion is composed of three infantry groups: war sorcerers, elite warriors, and armored soldiers, two artillery groups: heavy artillery sorcerers and light artillery sorcerers, and two logistics groups: engineers and firemen. These legions do not advance on foot like the vanguard troops, but advance in a motorized manner on the most threatening war fortresses in the history of Earth Wars.

Reporter Kane's ambition is correct to some extent. If Casimir also has more than a dozen weapons like the War Fortress, let alone the knights of the Casimir Supervisory Council, even Ursus would be nothing.

But now, it is not the Casimirs who own the war fortress landships, but the Ursus who are pressing forward step by step.

Maenna lowered her head and whispered to Roy:

"Let's retreat. You've been dragging your feet long enough."

Roy's throat was a little dry, not because of being scared, but because of shouting.

The duration of Sonya's roar was uncertain. Facing an enemy with a stronger mental will, the duration was shorter. This was the case with the soldiers of the Ursus vanguard. Even though Roy had sacrificed a collectible-level weapon, this abnormal mental state had already decayed to the extreme in half an hour.

For the remaining half an hour, Roy kept shouting almost once a minute, continuously driving the enemy back. So much so that a somewhat funny scene appeared on the battlefield. Roy was like a supervisor in the "One, Two, Three, Wooden Man". As soon as he opened his mouth, the Ursus soldiers would subconsciously stop, and as soon as he closed his mouth, the Ursus soldiers would come to their senses and charge forward.

But this was also a shocking scene enough. Mainna, including the more than 1,200 Knights of Johnson and Chespa hidden in the dense forest at the rear, no one could have imagined before the battle that the Knight Heng, who was born as a competitive knight, could hold back the enemy for three hours by himself until dawn.

Roy looked up at the sky. In the dim night, the dawn of hope seemed not far away.

There are still two hours and thirty minutes until dawn.

"Withdraw."

He took a deep breath and agreed to Maenna's proposal.

He had delayed long enough, and the following regular army could not be stopped by him alone.

It's time to start the real war.

In the rear, Johnson and Chesper were ready and began the intensive final deployment.

The three hours of rest time Roy had bought for them was crucial. In the past, with only 1,200 of them, under the intensive artillery fire of Ursus, it would be a question whether they could even do anything on the battlefield, let alone gather into a formation. The knights' morale was low, and they all thought that they were committing suicide and wasting their lives.

But now it’s different. The falling of the meteor and Ursus’ retreat seem to make them see another possible development of things.

"We are not the Silver Spear Pegasus, but we are led by the Pegasus Knight!"

Silver Spear Pegasus did not have the great reputation it has today from the beginning. His legend was made by the record of 42 people breaking through the siege of Ursus, destroying the enemy at the center. Since Silver Spear Pegasus, under the leadership of Cyril Linguang, was able to defeat the Ursus army with only people, then the of them, under the leadership of the Pegasus Knights, as long as they sacrificed their own lives, why couldn't they accomplish something unprecedented?

"Knights, Knight Heng and Knight Lin Guang have set an example for us. Now it's our turn. Pick up your guns and prepare to charge!"

At the Ursus position, the next moment after Roy withdrew, the Ursus soldiers received a message from the rear: the main force has arrived, and they will launch an attack immediately to force their way across the Great Rift Valley!

Brachester was extremely anxious. They had wasted too long at the White River. According to the original deployment, capturing the White River should have been a strategic goal that needed to be achieved within an hour after the start of the war. According to the original plan, they should have reached the track of the mobile city of Mises, which was closest to the border, and deployed their forces to hijack the city. However, the vanguard he personally led was still hesitating in the White River Basin. This was a great shame and would leave a big stain on his military resume.

He must take over this area immediately, and it would be best if he could find the man who had spoken so arrogantly in front of his camp, capture him alive, and escort him back to Ursus to execute him!

Anger and anxiety had broken through the shackles of reason. He ordered the vanguard troops that the time to make amends had come and to launch a full-scale attack immediately.

But just like a magic trick, when the vanguard finally reached the other side of the not-too-distant rift, an army, a troop of knights wearing heavy armor and bearing the emblem of Casimir, appeared on the flank of the vanguard as if descended from the sky.

This army was well-organized and in high spirits. They formed a battle formation and demonstrated the absolute quality advantage of the knights over the Ursus army. In less than a minute, the vanguard troops that had just crossed the river were attacked in the middle by the Knights.

Since ancient times, infantry has always been at a natural disadvantage in combat against cavalry, especially when the flanks are exposed to the cavalry without any countermeasures, which would almost result in a one-sided massacre.

This was the situation of the Ursus army at the moment. Surrounded by wide plains, in front of them was a forest where the knights had rushed out, and behind them was a frozen river. There were no defensive facilities to deal with the knights' attacks, and there was not even any anticipation or preparedness. The empty flank was exposed to the knights, like a piece of steaming meat being bitten off by a ferocious wolf. The soldiers had not had time to swing their swords, the crossbowmen had not had time to string their bows, and the warlocks were even shaking with their hands when they released their Originium skills. On one side was a group of exhausted and weak suicide squads, and on the other side were knights charging with all their might and fearing death. They were exhausted while we were full. There was only one answer -

Therefore, we can defeat it!

"General, the enemy's knights have cut off our army. Both the front and rear are now in chaos. We..."

"I saw it!" Brachester's voice was filled with resentment and resentment. The front line was filled with wailing. The Knights' charge was like a sickle harvesting leeks, one cut after another. It was chilling to hear and terrifying to see.

He couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure out where the meteor came from, why Roy was alone in suppressing an army, why the enemy, who had an army, sent out two people alone, and why the enemy, whose army was ready, didn't attack when the Ursus army was stunned by the meteor and their morale collapsed, or when they were on the ice bridge and were afraid to move forward because of Roy's shouting. He couldn't figure out why this battle with the vanguard was so ugly when he had the advantage of military strength, intelligence, and the first move!

There were so many things he couldn't figure out in this battle.

But he was clear about one thing—he had lost this vanguard encounter.

A tactical failure, the plan of passing Casimir in three hours and a quick victory was aborted.

But his main force is still there, and strategically, he still has the strength to fight.

He gritted his teeth, finally made up his mind, and said to the herald beside him:

"Withdraw the troops, gather and reorganize the defeated soldiers, and reunite with the main force as soon as possible."

After saying this, he took a deep look at the battlefield in the distance and almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"This battle is not over yet!"

Volume 1: Chapter 159 Black Snake: Your novel is good

Casimir, three hundred miles from the Uka border.

Margaret Linguang traveled very fast. Traveling a thousand miles a day was not a difficult task for the magical Terrans. Ordinary natural disaster messengers often had to live in the wilderness for a long time to observe the natural disaster. Once they found signs of the formation of natural disasters, they often had to travel back and forth between several cities within one to two weeks to issue early warnings. Not to mention a knight with excellent qualities like Margaret. Although Rhodes Island had different standards for judging the physical examination panel, a 5A panel was not a vegetarian.

But even so, it is still too difficult to cross the vast wilderness from the capital's Great Knight Territory and reach the border of Casimir in one day.

Some people may ask, why not drive, why not take a flying vehicle, where did the technology of Terra civilization go, why do we still have to run on foot?

She didn't drive because she couldn't replenish fuel. Even with the Originium energy, which was almost a more powerful version of oil pro max, it was extremely difficult to make it through the thousands of miles. Even if she brought enough energy, even military vehicles, it was rare for them to run non-stop for a day and a night in the wilderness with extremely poor transportation conditions. So, when she set out from the Knight's Territory, she did drive a military vehicle, but when she arrived at the last transit city, Margaret abandoned the vehicle and chose to walk.

As for why they didn't fly aircraft, the enemy had clearly been able to sneak into our territory and cut off our communications, so they still dared to fly aircraft into the war zone at this time, which was a bit too much of a disregard for Ursus.

The sky had darkened, the twin moons were hanging high in the sky, and it was noon. According to the intelligence, there was only a three-hour window before the Ursus Empire's army attacked. Margaret was very tired. She had traveled a whole day and night without sleep or food. It was a challenge even for her. But even so, looking at the endless wasteland, she had to admit a fact: even if she chased the stars and the moon, she was still too late.

It was already a luxury to reach the camp before three o'clock, not to mention that even if she reached the camp, the time it would take for her to inform the Knights of the Expedition of all the information and ask them to prepare for battle would definitely far exceed the three o'clock threshold.

Sometimes, she really envied Roy's magic that she saw in the game video. If she could also fly in the air and travel thousands of miles in an instant like the Great Wilderness Starfall, maybe she could catch up with him.

Gritting her teeth, she swallowed the hunger, fatigue and weakness, took a deep breath, and set off again. Even if she couldn't catch up, the intelligence had to be delivered to the Knights, and they had to insist on defense. The support from the Supervisory Council would arrive in three days at the earliest. By then, if the White River was lost and the city of Mises was lost, then the vast plains of Casimir would be completely exposed to the Ursus people. With no defenses, if Casimir wanted to win this war, the price he had to pay would be more painful than any previous Uka war.

But just as she took a step forward and was about to set off again after a short rest, a cold light suddenly struck her from the side.

"Whoosh-"

There was a muffled sound of the arrow piercing the ground, accompanied by the continuous vibration of the arrow shaft. Margaret, who had narrowly avoided the arrow, immediately drew out the sword and spear passed down from her family. The light in her hand lit up, illuminating the surroundings. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the attacker.

In the darkness, a man wearing a dark green jacket, light grey trousers and a thick camouflage wool hat walked out slowly. Half of his face was blocked by a huge night vision goggles. The only exposed half of his face was untidy and expressionless. Under the shining light of Margaret, he looked particularly pale.

Behind him, dozens of people followed one after another. They were wearing the same clothes, but they looked a little worn out because they had not been washed for a long time. Each of them held a crossbow in his hand with the string fastened, obviously ready to fire at any time.

Margaret's alertness instantly reached the highest point. She held her sword and spear horizontally, ready for battle, but the next words from the visitor made her frown.

"Listen up, people in front. This is the First Guard Squadron of the Ranger Headquarters. I am Captain Anbenal. The area ahead has become a war zone. No one is allowed to approach. Please state your identity and purpose, otherwise we will take force against you."

"Forest Ranger?"

Margaret knew this name. In the years after her father's passing, Margaret often learned about what happened to her father. As a highly regarded general of Casimir, Snitz had been expected to take over the command of the Silver Spear Pegasus from Cyril. Margaret also took this opportunity to get to know the major knightly orders and armed forces of the Silver Spear Pegasus and Casimir.

Among them is the forest ranger organization stationed in border areas.

Margaret had great respect for these warriors who had different identities and were doing their best to protect Casimir in their own way. But their presence here at this moment made her suspicious. This place was three hundred miles away from the border of the Baibo River.

"Why are the rangers stationed here instead of supporting the front line? Who gave you the order to include this place in the war zone? And since you can already station here to intercept passers-by, why don't you move forward a little further?"

If they go a little further, they can see the nearest city, Mazar. As long as they reach Mazar, they can easily pass the intelligence from the front line to the Grand Knight Commander with the help of intercity communications. But they didn't. Not only that, according to the Grand Knight Commander, the Supervisory Council and the Chamber of Commerce didn't even get this information until the day before the war, not through the Forest Rangers or the Border Knights, but through Mainna!

The garrison was not far away, but they did not enter the city. Even though the communications were cut off, they arbitrarily designated a war zone. They even used force first instead of asking for advice when they were going to the war zone.

Margaret glanced at the crossbow arrow that was three-quarters buried in the ground and gradually realized the truth.