Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"I'm afraid you are not trying to stop irrelevant personnel from entering the war zone, but are trying to stop the messengers in the war zone from passing on information to the outside world!"

Before she finished her words, Anbenal had already raised his crossbow. At the same time, the other "forest rangers" beside him seemed to have telepathic connection and aimed their crossbows at Margaret.

"Margaret Linguang."

Anbenal whispered softly, like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness whispering.

"Well, your novel is good."

PS: Second update.

Volume 1: Chapter 160 Is it too late?

"Mmm!"

Covering the huge bloody hole on his left arm, but still unable to stop the blood from gushing out, Anbennal looked at Margaret with an expression of incomprehension on his face.

Damn it, didn't he just praise your novel? Why are you so angry?

Anbennar is one of the snake scales. The so-called snake scale, in a more convenient way, is the clone after the three pure ones are transformed into one. In a more two-dimensional way, it is the finger of the Archbishop of Sloth in RE:0. By manipulating the snake scales, the immortal black snake can learn the information of any corner of this land, and can also be resurrected in any snake scale. They can share information with each other, or they can be divided from each other, just like Tallulah, who he has high hopes for. Although the seed in her body has not yet sprouted, she has been identified by Kosche as one of the most important and most worthy snake scales to cultivate.

Through the knowledge shared by Duke Koschei, Anbenal also read the novel by Margaret and Roy through the Black Snake "network". It must be said that although as a Black Snake, he always regarded art, an embellishment of civilization, as dispensable, this novel did reflect Casimir's level of commercialization over the years.

It looks good. The black snake with several scales is planning to pursue the legendary love when it has nothing to do.

A few others chose to fight a suppression first.

It turns out that Tallulah is watching this kind of stuff all day long. Tsk, wouldn't it be better to discipline her?

As for the gender issue, it itself has no gender anyway. The only thing that has gender is the snake's scaly body. There are male and female ones, and it's okay for them to do both. Isn't that easier to empathize with?

The thing is, I, the onlooker, don’t care, so why is Margaret, the person involved, so angry?

The strength of Yao Knight has never been weak, not to mention that Black Snake's estimation of her strength is still stuck at the time when she was just exiled four years ago. As the saying goes, when a man has not been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. These four years have been many three days. Even if Black Snake had his eyes gouged out, he could not have imagined what Margaret had experienced over the years.

Become friends with the Pardoner, join the Demon King's resistance army, work in my Rhodes Island where there are many hidden talents, and deal with elite operators.

So, when Margaret got angry, the ferocity of her attack far exceeded Anbenal's imagination.

With his body of a well-tested ranger and the assistance of so many crossbowmen beside him, it was a luxury for him to even hope for a draw, let alone win. He was actually defeated with ease!

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Let's fight to the death!"

Margaret raised the sword and spear in her hands and launched another charge. Anbenal felt a little amused when he heard this declaration.

My goodness, if there weren’t so many people lying around me and I wasn’t a cripple, I would have really thought I had the advantage!

Are all of you female knights like this, ready to kill at the slightest provocation?

Oh, I also read this from Tallulah's collection of books. It's not the first time that that old bitch Kosciuszko has been spying on Sister Tazi.

"Tsk, it looks like we can't win."

He murmured, but there was no fear of facing death on his face, which made Margaret frown in confusion.

I've seen people who are ready to die, I've seen people who take life and death lightly, but I've never seen someone who is about to die but still acts as if he has lost a game copy, with a sense of regret and indifference.

As if he saw Margaret's doubt, Anbenal kept smiling:

"It doesn't matter. I don't have any backup plan. Anyway, my goal has been achieved."

He pointed to the sky.

"There are thirty-three of us in total. We have blocked you for three hours. It's six in the morning. How far do you think the Ursus army is from you?"

Anbennar's snake scale is still very useful. It is a pity to sacrifice it, but as long as the goal can be achieved, the immortal black snake never cares how big the sacrifice is.

Besides, losing snake scales is a common thing for it. The cultivation of snake scales requires planting seeds in the hearts of others, and then using emotions of fear, desire, worship or recognition to make the seeds germinate, so that the black snake can control the body. But most of the strong people obviously don't buy this, and those leaders rarely meet with the black snake alone and have the opportunity to be infected by the black snake. In other words, the snake scales cultivated by the black snake are mostly ordinary people with little strength.

A Forest Ranger snake scale like Anbennar is considered powerful among its snake scales. The reason why he has high hopes for Tallulah is because it is a snake scale candidate he has that is as rare as UR.

He has the strength, the potential and the status. If it weren't for the civil strife in the Victorian royal family and Wei Yanwu's hesitation, where would he find such a good container?

Black Snake's sinister smile caught Margaret's eyes, and her heart sank.

Of course she noticed Anbenal's intention to delay time, but she had no choice. If she had not been intercepted by Anbenal, it would have been almost impossible for her to bypass him and pass on the information directly.

But three hours later, what was the situation on the front line like? Margaret was not optimistic.

She smacked her lips and just raised the spear in her hand, wanting to cut the tendons of the enemy in front of her and capture him, when she saw Anbennal rushing towards Margaret's spear without hesitation.

"puff."

There was no room for any reaction at all. It was basically impossible for Anbennal to defeat Margaret with his strength, but if he wanted to give Margaret a head, that would be easy.

The sword and the spear were stained with blood. Margaret looked at the slowly falling body and took a deep breath.

madman.

He does not care about his own life, nor does he cherish the lives of his subordinates. He only seeks to achieve his goals. The indifference to life and the obsession with results revealed in Anbenal's eyes are definitely worthy of the adjective "madman".

He was dead, but the chill in Margaret's heart did not diminish at all. She looked towards the Baibo River border, which was still 300 miles away, with a solemn expression.

She had been blocked here for three hours, so the Ursus must have advanced for three hours!

Three hours! Even if the Knights of the Expedition tried to stop them, their troops wouldn’t be able to hold out for too long. I’m afraid that before dawn, Margaret would be able to see the enemy’s shadow on the horizon, right?

Don’t stop, set off now!

She adjusted her breathing and shot out across the wasteland like a bullet. The golden magic light shone around her, speeding her up and illuminating the way ahead. At this moment, she was like a meteor flying close to the ground.

No matter what, let’s get there first.

.......

"How long until sunrise?"

Roy held the Holy Sun Sword at his waist and asked Mainna this question for the third time.

"It's seven o'clock now. If it were summer, it would be light by now. But it's February now. At least, there's still an hour and a half left."

"An hour and a half..." Roy looked at the war fortress landship on the other side of the river, which was carrying sand and dust and approaching in a mighty manner, and smacked his lips: "Is it too late?"

"Damn, why isn't a sea of ​​people considered a sea?"

Volume 1: Chapter 161 Little Sun

"Lord Knight Heng, let's retreat!"

Johnson almost cried out this sentence. He was just carried down from the battlefield, almost covered in blood, and even the carefully maintained armor was now a pile of broken copper and iron hanging on his body. The adjutant who had been following him had disappeared. Roy did not ask him where he went. People who went to the battlefield usually had only two destinations.

"We only have 1,200 people, and the enemy has tens of thousands! They are spread out on the ground and there is no end in sight. They also have war fortresses. We can't break through their defenses at all... We can't even get close. They only need one shot to destroy our charge formation!"

Johnson's face was filled with sorrow. To be honest, not long ago, even he felt that these 1,200 people would surely create a miracle. The Ursus Vanguard, which was nearly ten times their number, was almost unscathed by them, and the enemy's front collapsed in an instant under the spell of the Knights of Eternity. They only needed to charge and charge again, and they could sweep the battlefield like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves and win.

But all these illusions were completely shattered after the main force of Ursus arrived.

Is it useful for you to charge fast and fight fiercely? The enemy is driving a war fortress that is close to the size of a mobile city. Their defense is a veritable iron wall, and their firepower is desperately endless. As soon as their main guns fire, a crater with a diameter of at least tens of meters will appear on the ground. Such an enemy is invincible to them.

Unless... unless Roy shoots another meteor arrow and directly destroys all those war fortresses!

But Johnson couldn't make such a request. He was also the one who witnessed Roy's spellcasting and knew how bad Roy's condition was after the arrow was shot. His body was cracked like the earth that had been scorched by the scorching sun for ten days and ten nights, and the blood that flowed out almost covered him like a bloody man. At that time, he couldn't even stand up, but he still gave them a thumbs up and joked to boost their morale. What a strong and noble person could do that.

Although Johnson was snobbish and wanted to climb up the ladder, he was also a soldier who had been stationed on the frontier for many years. He was just used to the corruption and depravity of the Supervisory Committee and the power struggles of the Business Federation. He was just numb, which did not mean that he had become a sinister villain. He would laugh at the old captain being deposed by the Business Federation because he did not stand on the side, but he could not let a hero who had just fought for them to sacrifice himself again.

"Lord Knight Heng, if we continue to hold out now, we will only be wasting our lives. We have already held off the Ursus, who are a hundred times more numerous than us, for four hours. This is enough to be recorded in the history of military warfare in any country. No one will think that we have lost. Let's retreat!"

Johnson took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision, and said,

"At least, you should leave. People like you cannot die here. I will personally lead the army to cover your retreat. Please leave."

As soon as Johnson finished speaking, as if to prevent himself from wavering, he immediately turned around, dragging his injuries all over his body, and once again walked towards the front line outside the forest where there was heavy artillery fire.

"Assemble, gather your formation, remember boys, we are the knights of Casimir, and you are not allowed to let any of Ursus's lackeys in. Follow me!"

Roy stared at his back in a daze until Mayenna put her hand on his shoulder and he came to his senses.

"I was wrong about him."

Mainna's face was still serious, but it was no longer the kind of disdainful and reserved silence that Roy had seen him have when he was in the Grand Knight's position. Instead, it was a more intense silence, like the calm before a storm.

Roy noticed that his hand on the hilt was shaking, and the golden arm armor seemed to be suppressing a force that was approaching its limit.

Mahenna wanted to draw his sword, and he also wanted to rush to the front line.

But he did not draw his sword after all, because he knew that even if there was a general like him on the battlefield, facing the iron fortress of Ursus, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The person who really had a chance to turn the tide of the battle was the man standing next to him at this moment.

He needs to protect him, wait for him to create a miracle, or cover his retreat.

Mahenna tends to favor the former.

But Roy was really at his wit's end at this moment. The newly acquired Sun Sword was useless, and the other modules were too weak to deal with such a situation. Facing the War Fortress, the only thing that could work was the Great Wilderness Starfall, but the Great Wilderness Starfall only happened once. This was a battlefield, and there was no exciting BGM to help Roy refresh it. Whether he could stop it was a problem. Even if he really stopped it... The Ursus people had more than one War Fortress.

I regret not having enough modules when I need them. If I had known earlier, I should have become the Sword God of Shilipo and stayed alive for another four years, waiting for Margaret Linguang to return and save his sister before coming out. By then, let alone the Ursus army, even Haisi would have been defeated!

Now, is the only option left to us?

Roy's mind was full of thoughts, but a sudden scream dragged him back to reality:

"Brothers, look! The Great Wilderness Star is falling! Lord Knight Heng is here to help us!"

Roy: “?”

What is this Great Wilderness Starfall? Where did this Great Wilderness Starfall come from? I'm still standing here. Pantheon's Ultimate Grimoire stole the Joker's, and he was able to create a clone?

Before he could ask what happened, there was a sudden light behind Roy, and a meteor of light flew through the forest as if flying close to the ground, and headed straight towards Mainna.

Maenna was slightly startled, and immediately drew his sword to block Roy. But unexpectedly, before approaching Maenna, the light suddenly braked, slowly slowed down, and stopped. A familiar yet unfamiliar figure slowly emerged from the light, panting and extremely surprised:

"Uncle, you are here!"

"Margaret?"

Mainna looked at the girl in front of him in surprise. Just as she was about to say something, Roy beside her pulled her away and blocked her behind him.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your reunion. But I have something very important to trouble you with, Miss Margaret."

"Den-"

Roy drew his sword, his face full of excitement, and looked at Margaret with aggressive enthusiasm:

"My sword is moving!"

Although I don’t know the principle, the Holy Sword of the Sun is moving!

Margaret, your grandfather is able to open up the stone craft and become the Big Sun. Even though you are not as good as your grandfather, please be humble and be my Little Sun for a while?

With two swords combined, they are invincible!

Volume 1: Chapter 162: Double Day, Judgment

"General, the three war fortresses have completely crossed the Baibo River. The enemy's resistance has been basically eliminated, and no signs of subsequent enemy reinforcements have been found."

The sonorous and powerful report of the herald finally put the heavy weight on Brechester's heart to rest. A smile appeared on his tense face. He nodded slightly, and said calmly and confidently:

"That's right. Speed ​​up and keep moving forward. We must wipe out all the enemies."

He had now completely shaken off his recent slump, and his face was filled with elation. The disastrous defeat of the vanguard had almost left him with a psychological trauma, and he was even more worried about the enemy troops ambushing in the forest.

What if there was a War Fortress parked in Casimir as well? What if that damn wizard sent another meteor? What if there were some other unexpected events?

Once bitten, one is afraid of the rope for ten years. Brechester really couldn't figure out what Roy had planned in secret. Therefore, even though the first wave of advancement after the main force arrived was particularly smooth, and the firepower advantage and war fortress almost crushed the enemy's insignificant fearless charge, he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance.

Until now, when all three war fortresses had crossed the Baibo River rift valley and the best opportunity to attack when the enemy was halfway across the river had passed, he was completely sure that the last thousand or so knights were the last cards held by the mysterious Pegasus Knight and Casimir behind him.

They tried to conceal the fact that they were strong on the outside but weak on the inside, relying on playing the biggest card first to intimidate the Ursus army, so as to make the battlefield commander timid and afraid to move forward. This was a good plan. If it were another general, he might have really fled in panic after being hit by the meteor. But unfortunately, they met me, Brechester, the iron man of the Ursus Empire. How could this little trick shake him?

In that case, now is the time for his revenge!

Brechester was full of confidence. As soon as he opened his mouth, a series of military orders were issued in a hurry:

"Order the war fortress to enter a galloping state. Make sure to reach the predetermined target as quickly as possible and occupy the mobile city."

"Order the artillery to move the muzzle 90 degrees to the left, aim at the forest, and bomb hard. Make sure none of those knights get out!"

"Order the Warlocks, Infantry, and Airborne Troops to prepare. Take control of the surrounding villages and drive the border residents into Ursus. Take extraordinary measures if necessary!"

"Pass the order..."

"General," the messenger wrote down all of Brechester's orders, but there was some hesitation in his eyes, and said, "Are we going to mobilize the entire army? But we haven't found any traces of the enemy's main force yet. Isn't this a bit risky?"

Blechester glanced at the new messenger with anger in his eyes.

Risk? This war was a risk in itself. To be frank, if they could not achieve great results in Casimir, he, including the Grand Duke of Baikal and Viscount Dunkel, would not be able to escape and would all be hanged.

Their original plan had been delayed for three hours because of Roy. Even if the upper echelons of Casimir were all lazy idiots, they should have reacted by now. If they really quickly dispatched the Knights to garrison on the mobile city track, then their war would have to move towards a protracted war. This was unacceptable to anyone.

Not to mention that by then, they would only have one army group, and how much chance they would have of winning against an entire country. What kind of political storm would be set off in Ursus at that time, and how the emperor would treat them, all of which made Brechester deeply fearful.