Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

Having fought against alien races for so long, he never thought that a country could be so cruel to its own citizens and fellow human beings. In the eyes of some people, the infected are no longer human beings, they are objects, animals that can be slaughtered for their skin and meat.

Looking at the scene before him, Claude once again found his mission, the mission he should accomplish in this world.

PS: Please post earlier in the future.

A New Beginning: Chapter 20 Pests

"Order the Third Legion's Fourth Battalion to push forward and hold the front line. Replace the Second Battalion."

The fingers in the heavy iron gloves were moving on the map. The old man with white hair, wearing heavy armor, stood in front of the table with a serious face. His armor was extremely gorgeous, with complex golden patterns painted on it. But if you look closely, the patterns are not just patterns, but contain some numbers and locations.

'1203.5.2, Colster Territory', '1203.9.23, Shadow Valley', '1208.2.03, Ailan Territory' These numbers and places are integrated into the pattern, highlighting the glory of the owner of the armor without affecting the overall beauty.

After hearing the man's order, a messenger who was waiting in the tent immediately turned around and left, got on his scarred claw beast, and rushed to the front line.

Looking forward from the direction he was heading, it was an open plain sandwiched between several huge mountains. This was a time when vegetation was lush, but this place was covered with smoke and the sound of shouting and killing could be heard everywhere.

On the plain, the black steel torrent and the green camp were colliding with each other. They squeezed each other, and a bright red liquid kept flowing out, soaking into the ground. The ground was a dirty color of black and red mixed with yellow. Miracles created by magic were flying all over the sky, everywhere.

From the green ocean, huge fireballs and huge lightnings kept flying out. Even extremely cold air hit the black steel army formation. These seemingly powerful attacks seemed to be able to directly destroy the army formation, but they smashed into pieces on the silent steel, far from achieving the expected effect. Careful observation, every time these powerful attacks hit the army formation, the silent soldiers would light up, and their lights would connect and construct each other, like a huge spider web blocking flies and mosquitoes. The powerful force was dispersed and dispersed to every soldier in the army formation, becoming negligible.

The black iron curtain rolled forward unstoppably, gradually engulfing the green. The armored elven warriors in the green army were engulfed by the iron stream, hacked to death by swords, pierced by spears, and had their bodies chopped off and their heads chopped off by halberds and axes.

The tall tree men were dragged down by the chains, and then knights with sharp axes came forward and chopped them up one by one. The black knights, both men and horses, formed a tight formation and rushed into the elves' archers. Their infantry could no longer protect them. They stepped on the fragile limbs and trampled the flesh into the soil, mixing them together, until they pierced through the entire formation and separated them.

The green army was losing ground, and the knight standing in front of the tent had a happy look on his face. He was about to report, but suddenly he found that their legion commander was standing next to him.

Xu Lin looked at the squeezed green army formation, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Send the message, the first to fourth air knight battalions, prepare to depart."

The Knights of the Royal Guard were about to convey the order, but suddenly saw their legion commander put on his helmet. Although hesitant, he still spoke.

"Sir, they are already at the end of their strength. Two air knight battalions are enough to deal with them. There is no need for you to risk yourself..."

"I'm not too old to be unable to move. Stop talking nonsense and get ready too."

"I will follow your orders."

After putting on all his equipment, he came to his old friend Hart. Hart was not young anymore, but he was still as strong as ever.

He stroked the golden feathers on his griffin's head, put his feet into the stirrups, turned over and rode on its back. Looking back, 2000 air knights had already mounted their mounts, silently waiting for their legion commander to issue an order.

Raising their hands and clenching their fists, almost at the same time, all the knights urged their mounts, and the wings of the griffins began to flap continuously. 2000 griffins began to flap their wings at the same time, making the field full of dust. The strong wind brought by their wings made it impossible for the surrounding logistics personnel to stand firmly.

Hart's four claws slowly began to leave the ground. The violent wind elements gathered under its wings. With a swing of his elbow, a large shadow rushed into the sky. The fierce wind poured in from the gaps in the helmet, and soon they were in the sky, where they seemed to be able to touch the clouds.

Looking at the elves retreating step by step, Xu Lin's eyes flashed with indifference. He pulled the reins slightly, and Hart understood. He folded his wings and the whole griffin dived down from the sky. The air knights behind him followed.

The fierce wind poured into his helmet and blew on his cheeks. For a moment, no other sound could be heard, only the whistling sound of the air being torn apart. The distance was getting closer and closer, until their shadows that covered the sky and the sun enveloped the elves, looking at those panicked faces. All the knights drew a dragon's breath javelin from their waists.

The next moment, the overwhelming flames ploughed the entire battlefield. After three consecutive rounds of bombardment, the knights drew their spears and rushed towards the elves who had already begun to collapse.

The griffin swooped down again and again, stretching out its two-foot-long claws to dig through the formation, leaving a trail of broken limbs and arms. The four-meter-long spear in his hand caused a bloody storm among the enemies, leaving broken limbs and arms. He pierced without hesitation, with only a split second of opportunity. As long as they were still standing on this battlefield, he would not show any mercy.

He raised his spear high, aimed it at an elf riding a giant horned deer and smashed it down hard.

"bump!!"

"呲呲呲..."

The heavy halberd chopped a mine guard against the wall, leaving a pool of scarlet blood covering the entire wall. The unrivaled force cut a wide crack in the wall.

A hand wrapped in heavy armor grabbed the halberd and pulled it out of the wall with force. The body, broken into two halves, fell to the ground as the halberd was pulled out, and the internal organs flowed out from the broken surface. He was still alive, and he let out a low and hoarse scream, but the owner of the halberd did not even look at him and stepped past him.

He took two steps forward and stood in front of a middle-aged infected person. This infected person was obviously suffering from torture. Although his eyes were numb, he still took two steps back involuntarily when he saw the newcomer, just because this newcomer was too tall and too scary.

The man who killed the guard was about three meters tall, very burly, and wearing heavy armor. But the most terrifying thing was his face, which looked like a deer skull. It was unknown whether it was because of a helmet or if it was always like that. On his head grew two pairs of large horns that were branched and looked like dead branches. His eye sockets emitted a scarlet and dazzling light that made people dare not look directly at him.

"If you want to live, come with us."

Without any extra words, the Patriot turned and left, walking to the middle of a group of heavily armored warriors waiting for him outside. Each of these people was wearing heavy armor and holding a tall tower shield in their hands.

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The Patriot looked up at the sky, and a hoarse and deep breathing sound came from under his mask. He was in a very bad mood. Today, they attacked two mines in total. But only one was successful. For some reason, the guards at the first mine slaughtered all the infected people in advance. This made him a little angry. After killing all the guards there, he was afraid that the same situation would happen in the second mine, so he hurried over.

Fortunately, such a situation did not occur in this mine. Except for those who died from abuse, the rest of the infected people inside are basically still alive, although their condition is very bad.

Turning around, the shield guards were protecting the remaining infected people as they headed to their camp. Even if they were rescued, their poor physical condition would not be enough to support them to reach the infected village, so they had to be brought back to the camp first to let them eat something.

He was not one to hesitate too much, so he quickly picked up his weapon and caught up with the team.

An infected little girl walked for a while before she collapsed on the snow due to exhaustion. Her clothes were very thin and she had no shoes on her feet. She had many chilblains on her feet, and they were oozing yellow pus. She struggled to stand up because she didn't know what these vicious soldiers would do when they saw her lying on the ground. But she couldn't stand up. She hadn't eaten anything today, except for some moss in the cracks of the rocks.

She was brought here with her parents. The people who arrested them said they were infected. She didn't know what that meant. She only knew that she couldn't eat anything and had no warm clothes to wear since then. Her father died a few days ago because he kept all the food for himself, which made him weak and exhausted.

Their mother died earlier than them, but she was not starved to death, but beaten to death by the guards. Their father wanted to fight them, but was held back by others. They were not worried about their father, but worried that he would implicate them.

She was too weak to stand up, and a huge shadow loomed over her. Her last attempt failed, so she simply stopped moving and lay down in the snow.

"That's not bad, I should be able to see my parents this way."

The little girl thought to herself, so she gave up struggling and waited for others to kill her.

A huge hand grabbed the clothes on her back and lifted her up like a little rabbit.

"Don't sleep on the snow, you will die here." A low and hoarse voice came, and she felt like she was in an embrace made of steel. Although it was hard and cold, it made her feel a long-lost sense of security. Subconsciously, she curled up and tried to squeeze her body into the embrace.

The Patriot looked at the little girl curled up in his arms. The child reminded him of his own daughter. Of course, not his biological daughter. His own daughter, Yelena, was also rescued by him from the mine. At that time, she suddenly awakened the Originium skill and killed the guard. When he found her, her Originium skill was on the verge of going out of control. When she lay weakly on the ground, he picked her up. The biting cold even froze his arms, but he did not let go, not for a moment.

He didn't know what was wrong with the country he had spent most of his life for. But he knew that this situation was definitely wrong and needed to be corrected. There must be unjust and evil people who needed to be killed. After some things happened, he decided to resist this situation and this injustice. But he didn't know any other way, and he couldn't figure out the root cause. He only knew his way, which was to kill.

He only knew how to kill people. As long as he killed those evil people one by one, he would kill more if more people came out. One day, the empire would return to its former prosperity. He was unwilling and unable to use other paths, and now he had no chance or time to choose.

Their camp was in front of them, and the iconic birch tree at the intersection could be seen from afar. Even the strong shield guards could not help but quicken their pace, and the infected seemed to sense something and stumbled to keep up.

"Big Daddy! You're back."

Suddenly, a snow monster in white clothes crawled up from the snow next to him. The patriot looked at his daughter's men and nodded to him. Then he continued to walk towards the camp in silence. However, he did not notice the snow monster behind her, who looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Entering the camp, the lively atmosphere made the patriots a little confused. Is there any happy event today? Why are everyone so happy?

With doubts, he walked forward again, and then he could see clearly the man sitting among the snow monsters.

The moment he saw him clearly, the Patriot could not help but hold his weapon, put the child in his hand on the ground, and protected him behind him. The shield guards behind him also formed a formation and stood beside him.

"Knight of Casimir, why are you here?" The halberd in the Patriot's hand lit up with an ominous red light. He made up his mind that if this guy had bad intentions and could not give any reason to convince himself, he would kill him on the spot.

"Mr. Patriot? I wanted to look for you, but I missed you and didn't meet you." Claude walked calmly to the Patriot, the ferocious halberd only a foot away from his head.

The Patriot frowned at Claude. This knight dared to get so close to him, and he didn't even draw his sword. At this distance, even Casimir's Silver Spear Pegasus wouldn't be able to react and would be defeated by him. For a moment, he was a little unsure of who this person was.

"Mr. Patriot, you're back. I have something important to tell you." Tallulah and Yelena walked out of the tent and came to Claude.

The Patriot's brows furrowed even more tightly. How could Yelena be so close to a stranger?

Looking at the face of the knight boy in front of him, the patriot inexplicably felt his anger growing.

The Patriots' mood grew worse.

A new beginning: Take a day off

Today, the author's grandfather suddenly became seriously ill and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment due to cerebral hemorrhage. I just received the news that this is his second time in the hospital. He is already an elderly man, and I don't know what will happen this time. I don't know what the situation is yet. I need to rush to the hospital, so I can't update today. Please understand.

A New Beginning: Chapter 2, Phase

The mine in front of us is where the infected work. Yes, it can only be described as a mine, because real mines have more support shafts to protect workers, but there are none here. Not only are there no protective equipment to prevent the infection of the raw stones, there are not even steel beams to support the mine tunnel.

Such a place is certainly not suitable for ordinary people to work, but the people working here are infected. Infected people have no human rights in the Ursus Empire, and they are not treated as human beings. They can only work in the source stone mine without any protective equipment. The mine collapse that occurs from time to time can easily take the lives of dozens of infected people.

In this case, the death rate of the infected is very alarming. Most of the infected cannot survive the first year here, but on the Terra continent, which is based on Originium, there is no shortage of infected people for various reasons. For the mine guards, as long as there are civilians in Ursus, they will not lack infected workers.

Originium is rarely seen in the first hundred meters of the mine because large pieces of Originium have been dug away by the infected.

The guards at the mine rarely enter the mine because it poses a great risk of infection. The only management they implement here is to block the entrance to the mine. The infected can only live inside. They are sure that there is no edible food inside. In this way, if the infected want to survive, they can only exchange a large amount of ore for scarce food.

Every once in a while, the guards would focus on cleaning out the elderly and severely infected people who were unable to work. The dead bodies of the infected could be seen everywhere in the mines.

Claude walked in the mine with a protective mask on his face. He had prepared a lot before coming to Ursus. He knew how dangerous it was to do. Just in case, he had already made sufficient preparations.

As Claude walked, he thought about his meeting with the patriot Bozhukasti today. That man was a true warrior, and war was in his blood. But he was also a stubborn old man, and his stubbornness was extremely rare for Claude.

He listened to Tallulah and Claude's persuasion in silence, and then firmly rejected him. For him, he had insisted on the path of his life, and it was not something that could be persuaded by others with a few words of truth. Even if Claude's words sounded reasonable, he would never believe it before he could formally prove it to him, and he would never put the lives of the guerrillas in the hands of such a person.

Claude could understand the Patriot's idea. If it were him, he would not give up his life just because of a few words of truth from others. So in order to gain the support of the guerrillas, he needed to prove to the Patriot that his path was correct.

Of course, Claude would not apply it mechanically. The conditions in one region are different from another, not to mention another world. Only after he has thoroughly investigated the national conditions of this empire and the conditions of this world, will he make a real plan. He never thought that his shallow knowledge was omnipotent.

But at the moment, he needs to achieve his original goal - to achieve the second stage

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The second stage of the extraordinary is to greatly strengthen their tendons and muscles. Combined with the bones strengthened in the first stage, they can burst out with terrifying power.

This process is not achieved overnight, but gradually. He does not strengthen the muscles of the whole body at the same time, but strengthens the muscles and tendons one by one.

Until every tendon is as strong as alloy and every muscle fiber is as tough as steel wire, the second stage of strengthening is completed.

This is not the final strengthening. In later stages, bones and muscles will be further strengthened. Generally speaking, the first and second stages are to lay the foundation for subsequent stages.

After walking a little further, they finally reached the end of the mine, where there was a clearly visible vein of Originium. Claude no longer hesitated, and put aside his food and water for the next three months. Although it didn't seem like much, Claude, who had entered a state of cultivation, didn't need to eat too much.

Soon he entered a meditative state, and once again he saw the colorful and mixed energy around him. This energy was very similar to the energy during the natural disaster, but compared to the natural disaster, it was far inferior in both quality and quantity. It was like the comparison between water vapor and water.

This thin energy made Claude hesitate. Once the process of attacking the second stage began, it could not be stopped. If he stopped suddenly, the mixed energy would cause severe damage to him. Although it could not be compared with a natural disaster, it was a world of difference compared to the situation outside where there was no energy at all.

With this thought in mind, Claude no longer hesitated. He followed the previous process, drawing the mixed energy into his body, and then carefully separated it, leaving only a small pure part, which he integrated into his tendons.

Continue until the tendon is perfect, and then continue the process for the next tendon.

As time passed, Claude's appearance underwent some strange changes. His muscles kept wriggling, expanding and contracting, but soon returned to their original shape. However, now his muscles looked very powerful and tough.

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Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart. Lift the bow with one arm and pull the bowstring with the other hand. Exhale slightly, use both hands to stretch the bow, and use one hand to pull the arrow feather to your face. The complex pulley mechanism allows you to pull it to the end without expending any more energy to maintain it, which is very labor-saving.

All his attention was focused on the prey in the distance. The breath from his mouth turned into white steam in the cold weather, and his fingers were loosened before the white steam blocked his vision.

The black arrow left the fingertips, like a meteor, drawing an arc in the sky. It hit the prey's head accurately, and the prey fell directly to the snow without even struggling. The blood oozing from the head quickly infected the surrounding snow.

Normal hunters would not shoot directly at the head of the prey, not only because the head is small and difficult to hit, but also because the skull is very hard. This would make their attack in vain. And if they return in vain, the prey will definitely flee immediately, which means that they may not get anything for the day, after all, there are always few prey in this snowy plain.

But Xinteleya had no such concerns. Since graduation, she had invested most of her money in this weapon. The sophisticated and powerful mechanism on it made her confident that the arrow could easily penetrate the head of any beast, even the front of some heavy armor of average quality.

Xintelaiya walked quickly to the prey and saw the black arrow on the prey's head was intact. She breathed a sigh of relief. Her special arrows were very difficult to replenish here. Shooting the prey's head was also intended to prevent it from struggling and breaking the arrow.

The infected guerrillas following behind her came forward, quickly processed the prey, and transported it back.

"Is this the tenth one today? That should be enough."

Xinteleya put away her bow and prepared to go back. Claude did not take her with him this time, but left her in the infected camp to help Tallulah and Yelena. Of course, her salary was paid.

Thinking of Claude, Xinteleia couldn't help but think of what happened that day again.

She was out hunting with Claude that day, and he suddenly suggested a hunting competition to her.

This kind of competition was not difficult for her and she could easily win. She didn't believe that Claude could be better than her in archery. She even thought about how she should laugh at him when he failed.

But when Claude didn't take out his bow and arrow, she had a bad feeling. Claude gave her a smug smile and then rushed out.

Such a big noise certainly alarmed their prey. The animals that were looking for the scarce dry grass under the snow were immediately frightened and fled in all directions. This easily disrupted Xinteleya's tactic of using her superb archery skills to shoot the prey one by one from a distance.

The beasts ran fast, but Claude ran faster. He easily caught up with them and stabbed them one by one with his spear. Xinteleya tried to make amends, but her speed was obviously not as fast as Claude's, so at the end of the day, she naturally lost the game. And the prey they killed that day was enough for the infected camp for three months.

Thinking of this, Xinteleya felt a little depressed, and at the same time, felt some worry and anxiety.

"Where on earth did Claude go? Why hasn't there been any news for so long? Is he in any danger?"

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Claude was certainly not in danger, but his current condition was not very good. The dust in the mine was about to bury him.

In the mine, a black figure moved slightly, and the black substance on his body began to fall down. This was certainly not the filth in the body being discharged as described in some online novels. Instead, it was the dust in the mine and the sweat on the body accumulating.

After staying in one place for three months without moving, even if he had a strong physique, his legs were a little weak when he stood up. Looking at the thick dirt on his body, he thought to himself that it was fortunate that he had prepared in advance and protected his armor and clothes well with a sealed bag, and he was only wearing a pair of tight shorts.

Standing up, he picked up his clothes and things and walked out of the mine.

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"You need to wash yourself thoroughly, you are too dirty"

Walking out of the cave, there is always a biting cold wind. I stretched my legs and stepped into the snow. Although I was barefoot, I didn't feel too cold. I came to a frozen stream, broke the ice and jumped in. In such extreme cold, if an ordinary person fell into such icy water, if they didn't get timely help, they would soon suffer from hypothermia. But for Claude now, the cold ice water was only a little cold to him, and it was really not a problem. ⑦

After quickly scrubbing his body and washing his hair, he jumped onto the shore. Claude suddenly stopped, his skin all over his body red, and his body temperature was rising rapidly. He was using this method to dry the moisture on his body. If he didn't do this, his wet hair would freeze in a few minutes. It would be a very troublesome thing.

His hair had grown so long that he couldn't simply comb it back. He looked around but couldn't find anything suitable, so he took out his dagger and cut off a strip of cloth from the hem of his battle robe. He used it to tie his hair into a ponytail.