Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

"Sackville, how is it? Is there still not enough food for today?"

He didn't even turn his head, concentrating on warming his hands with the heat of the fire, and his answer echoed in the tent.

"It's totally insufficient. There's even news that everyone's rations will continue to be reduced. The food we can get tomorrow may be even less than today. Oh, and there's not enough crude fuel either. Give your coats to the people on duty at night to prevent them from freezing to death. We are better off in the tents."

His companion couldn't bear his anger and couldn't help hitting the camp bed under him. But he immediately looked around cautiously, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone, but he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"We are already starving. If the food supply is further reduced, how will we have the energy to take up arms and fight? Will those bastard generals fight for their lives by then..."

Sackville's brows were furrowed, he glared at his comrade fiercely, then he lowered his voice and spoke hurriedly.

"You idiot, don't you want to live? You are even more stupid than a beast. What's the point of having a brain? If other people hear the stupid things you said, you will be hung on that rack tonight!! Even the rest of us will be implicated by you!"

The other party immediately shut his mouth, and a worried expression appeared on his face involuntarily. He stood up, opened the door of the tent, looked around, and when he didn't see any gendarmerie, he sat back down.

Sackville silently opened the furnace of the Originium furnace and threw a piece of Originium fuel in. The temperature in the room rose slightly, but it was still not high enough. The cold ground made their boots as cold as iron, and their toes were frozen stiff.

"We will win sooner or later. As long as we win, everything will be fine."

He himself didn't even know who he was talking to. It could be to other comrades, it could be to himself, or more likely to Ursus...

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 120: The Flaw

Several huge arrows were fired from the siege crossbows. The enemy was hiding very cleverly. In the ruins of the destroyed port, it was unknown how long they had been hiding. Finally, they waited for this opportunity. The terrible power of the siege crossbow was enough to pierce the city wall. It was difficult to find a kind of armor in the world that could resist such an attack. Perhaps Victoria's Steam Knight could do it.

But this carefully planned ambush was doomed to fail. In Claude's eyes, the thick crossbow arrows flew so slowly that he even had time to slowly pull out his sword and cut them off one by one, as easy as slapping a mosquito flying in the air.

But in the eyes of the ambushing Ursus soldiers, they didn't even see the black knight draw his sword, the siege crossbow's terrifying crossbow arrow had already broken into several pieces in the air, losing its power and falling to the ground. It was like being cut off by some invisible blade, which made them instantly terrified.

The soldiers of the Reunion Movement responded with anger and shock. The ruins they were in were plowed several times by shells until there was no ruins big enough to hide people. The guards immediately surrounded Claude and wanted to take him away from the city wall, but Claude stopped the guards with golden decorations on their armor. He had not found the flaw he wanted, and he was sure that the flaw must exist. An intuition that had accompanied him throughout his life made him believe so firmly.

This feeling of having a memory on the tip of his tongue but never being able to express it made him a little anxious. He began to sort out his thoughts carefully, wondering if he might have missed something.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the side. The tall Draco came here. She had just received the news that Claude had been attacked again. She was a little allergic to this kind of news. Tallulah rushed here as fast as she could. Although she knew in her heart that Claude was much stronger than herself and it was not so easy to kill him, she was still driven here by some inexplicable thoughts.

She saw Claude still wearing his helmet, with golden wings pointing to the sky, making the black knight stand out from the crowd, with extraordinary momentum. The guards placed their halberds on the ground and made way for her, allowing her to walk to the man unimpeded.

"You should have put on your armor before coming here. I told you long ago that the crossbow arrows will not hit you until you have mobilized your Originium skills. You don't have a second life either. Be careful, Tallulah. We are no longer in the state of having nothing as before."

Claude dragged an ammunition box over from the side, brushed off the smoke and dust on it, and sat on it. The delicate armor plates on his body made a slight friction sound.

Tallulah took two steps forward and sat down beside him without hesitation. This ammunition box that once held siege crossbows was two meters long, and it was easy for three or four people to sit down.

"I don't plan to stay here permanently. I just came to see how you are doing. There are still countless things I need to do in the control room of the core city... Also, your helmet is a little conspicuous, which may be the reason why you were attacked just now."

Tallulah untied her greatsword from her belt and held it in her hands so that she could sit down calmly.

"I promised others that I would always wear this helmet. And don't worry, I will only stand here if I am absolutely sure. At least so far, I haven't seen anything that can make me risk my life. And...if something happens to me, won't you be very sad? I don't want to see that."

Claude took off his helmet and placed it on his knees.

Behind him was a thick city wall, made of steel and alloy, riveted together with thick rivets. It had witnessed all the storms that the city of Chernobyl had experienced since its birth, and now, it would become a new witness.

Tallulah was silent for a while and did not immediately respond to Claude's words, which made Claude turn his head to look at her in confusion.

"…You've been here for the whole morning. What are you thinking about? You can talk to me."

As if she was hiding something, Tallulah took a while to turn her face around. Even her tone was a little unnatural, but Claude didn't think too much about it. He needed someone to help him think right now.

"The 4th Army has revealed a flaw, but I can't find the opportunity. It's a good opportunity for you to help me think about it. Apart from the shortage of supplies, low morale, and heavy losses, what else can they do that is worth taking advantage of?"

Hearing his words, Tallulah frowned and fell into deep thought. After these years of training, the once passionate Drake girl has now become a very good warrior and commander. She knows very well that the Ursus army is facing difficulties, and they are also facing difficulties. The will of Ursus has noticed them. Even if they defeat the 4th Army this time, Ursus soldiers will continue to come until the city is destroyed or taken away, and the culprits are hanged on the gallows.

They are now racing against time with the Ursus army, to defeat the 4th Army and move the city before the next army is sent over. Only by leaving here will they have the capital and conditions to fight against Ursus, otherwise they will be strangled by Ursus on this snowy field.

Time! Time is so important. For them, time is more precious than life. The other forces of Ursus are like a sword hanging over their heads, forcing them to do their best to solve the problem in front of them. As long as they defeat the Fourth Army of Ursus one day earlier, they can get the city out of this desolate snowfield one day earlier, at least they can't let them know where the city is.

But this is too difficult. With their current strength, relying on the city's powerful defensive firepower is enough to resist the enemy, but to defeat or even annihilate, there are still a considerable number of Ursus troops. Under the current conditions, it is even impossible.

After thinking for a long time, Tallulah, who had no idea, suddenly thought of a question.

"We are busy activating the city's energy. But we haven't planned an evacuation route yet. Should we split the city and break out separately?"

Claude suddenly raised his head and looked at Taluta in a daze.

“How long does it take for a normal mobile city to launch?”

"At least half a month, what's wrong?"

"Chernoborg only takes 10 days to be activated, which is much faster than other cities. And there are no Ursus troops stationed in this city. Do you think the 4th Army knows this?"

Tallulah understood immediately, and an excited smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. She began to search for all relevant information in her mind.

"They definitely don't know that the mobile city has a high degree of autonomy. The influence of the 4th Army was driven out of here by Marquis Boris a long time ago, and Chernobog wasn't even fully built at that time! When Chernobog is normally started, it will make sufficient preparations, so it won't be much faster than an ordinary mobile city! They don't know this!"

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Take a Break

I went to the fields to weed today and I am exhausted now. I was exposed to the sun all day and sat in front of the computer after I came back. I have not updated anything at all. I will take a break today. (＝.＝)

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The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 121: The Way Out

"My dear Majesty, I have to write this letter to you with regret and shame. Since I came to the 4th Army, all the results achieved have been far from what I expected, and I have completely failed your expectations of me. This is the result of my incompetence as a minister, but even so, I still have to write this letter to you."

The pen paused for a moment, leaving a dot of ink on the paper, before continuing to write.

"The supervision of the 4th Army Group was not smooth. All the generals dared to offend the authority of Emperor Ursus and delayed my request for various reasons. Although I know that this is a long-standing problem in the Empire, I am still angry about it. I don't have enough power in my hands, and the shame of not being able to punish those who offended me almost overwhelmed me.

Fortunately, they still have the basic sense of honor of Ursus soldiers, and dare not directly disobey your Majesty's orders, and mobilized the entire legion at the scheduled time. At this point, I thought I had completed my mission. The powerful legion will definitely take back Chernobog, the city of Ursus. "

This time, the pen was suspended in mid-air, and it took a long time to fall, just like its owner's mood. But after this brief hesitation, the pen tip finally landed on the paper, and ink began to flow out from the gap.

"But in order to ensure that the glory of Ursus would never be tarnished again, I followed the legion to the location of the rebels and watched them launch an offensive against Chernobog. Although I knew that this was definitely not an ordinary rebel army, the scene I saw was still far beyond my expectations. In such a short period of time, the rebels had already taken control of the entire city. They were even able to use the powerful city defense artillery to effectively attack us. On the first day of our arrival, we lost two high-speed battleships.

This situation was completely beyond the expectations of all our generals. Their city defense artillery was so accurate and effective, as if thousands of battle-hardened elite artillerymen were operating these war machines. But how is this possible? Even the original Chernobyl city defense force could not achieve this level. Where did these rebels find so many elite gunners? Even if they gathered all the highly educated people in Chernobyl together for training, they would never be able to do this. "

"Under this unexpected situation, it was the 4th Army that was suppressed by firepower. Our soldiers braved the artillery fire and paid a large number of casualties before they approached their defense line. Not to mention that they also had all kinds of elite equipment, which was not inferior to our Central Army in any way. This was undoubtedly a sign that they had already mastered all the industries in Chernobyl. Judging from the time, they did all this in just 15 days..."

"Your Majesty, I am so frightened at this moment. I cannot imagine that a city, a city of Ursus, could be so easily occupied by a group of rebels, and they completely controlled it so easily. Are there no people loyal to Ursus? Did they just accept it? It's as if this was originally the city of the rebels, and they just recovered the lost land... Please forgive my linguistic offense."

"Although this is such a shame, I still have to ask you for support. Please send more troops and at least two mobile cities. They are no longer a minor scab in Ursus, but a disease that threatens the entire empire. We must spare no effort to help Ursus survive this crisis. This is my most sincere advice as your subject."

Under the dim candlelight, the emperor's inner guard silently stretched out his hands to take the letter. He was the most powerful warrior of Ursus and could also be the most reliable messenger, so Witt believed that his letter would definitely be delivered to the emperor.

The inner guards disappeared in the black mist without leaving any trace. The middle-aged man sitting at the table stood up, and his hair, which had been meticulously done, was now a little messy.

Unlike those soldiers, the source stone furnace in Witt's room had sufficient fuel supply, so his room was very warm. The temperature was even high enough for him to take off his coat, but at his suggestion, he still canceled the lighting in his room and used candles instead, because they wanted to give more energy to the warship, and they had to save as much as possible before the assistance arrived.

Today is the 10th day of their attack on Chernobyl. They have captured two of the three ports, but still cannot enter the city. But the morale of the soldiers has dropped to a terrible level, and the offensive is getting weaker and weaker. If this situation continues, they will only be dragged to death here, so he asked for support.

As long as support can arrive within 5 days, they still have a chance.

Witt looked at the huge city in the distance, thought to himself, and involuntarily tightened his cane.

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The sound of steel boots treading on the ground could still be clearly heard hundreds of meters away, and the black army marched in neat steps to surround a building. The reflection of their weapons was like the sparkling water in the moonlight, and there was a suffocating oppression and murderous aura in the silence.

There was no living creature in this area except the army. Thousands of fully armed elite soldiers surrounded the core city of Chernobog to prevent any creature from approaching. The city's defense wall was also strengthened to closely monitor the every move of the Ursus army.

At this moment, in the main control room of the core city of Chernobyl, all the cadres of the integration movement who were not on combat missions were gathered here. Countless technicians were busy in the control room, and thousands of workers were working on the city's substructure. There were many numerical progress on the huge screen of the terminal. Whenever a numerical progress reached the standard, it would change from red to blue. When the entire screen turned blue, it meant that everything was ready.

Claude was surrounded by everyone in the center of the platform, looking at the huge screen in the center with a calm face. If tonight's plan succeeds, by tomorrow morning, Chernobog will reach the center of the northwestern tundra, and all the military plans of the Ursus Fourth Army will be in vain. Not only will they suffer heavy losses, but they will also not achieve any results.

Whether all this can be achieved depends on tonight.

The surroundings became increasingly noisy, but this place on the platform became increasingly quiet. Everyone seemed to be waiting for something, or accumulating something.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 122: Setting Sail

"Buffer charged to 100%!"

"The fifth inspection was completed and no problems were found."

"Sockets 42 and 38 are already open and can be detached at any time!!"

"Total progress is 99.93%! ... 99.98%! ... 100%!!"

"drop!!"

With a sharp sound, the entire screen turned into a dark blue. Everyone looked at the man standing in the middle with serious faces. Claude looked around, then took two steps forward, turned around, and gave orders to the cadres.

There are only 8 ships left in Ursus's high-speed battleship cluster in the past few days, and most of them were destroyed by the powerful firepower of the city defense artillery. The reason why the high-speed battleships can capture other mobile cities is inseparable from the cooperation of ground forces, but Ursus's ground forces are firmly blocked, and most of the city defense artillery are intact. Even if there is some damage, the factory can immediately build new ones, making the firepower of the integration movement continuous and extremely fierce.

This meant that although the high-speed warships had the advantage of speed, they were still destroyed one after another during the 10-day battle. Other high-speed warships were unable to cope with Chernobyl's continuous and powerful firepower. In the close battle with the city, almost every shell could hit them. So they kept a distance from the city, which could significantly reduce the hit rate of the city defense artillery, and then use their powerful artillery to support the ground forces.

But this left them with a huge flaw, causing their high-speed warships to be disconnected from the ground forces, and under Claude's will, if an unexpected situation occurred, the underground workers and the engineers on the ground worked together to separate the mobile plots where the two ports were located from the main body in a short time.

The first step of the plan is to activate the entire mobile city and take away the Ursus ground forces above.

As Claude gave the order, the sarcophagus device in the middle of the mobile city began to output, and a huge amount of energy began to drive the city's motion device. The behemoth began to shake and slowly left the place. This scene was so spectacular, like a mountain rising from the ground. The violent vibration made the people on the mobile city a little unstable, but this was only temporary, and it would become stable once it was fully started.

The terrifying weight was transmitted to the surrounding earth with the operation of the transmission mechanism. Even the mountains were shaking because of it. Looking at the panicked Ursus army on the screen, Claude knew that he had succeeded. The Ursus 4th Army did not know that Chernobyl only needed 10 days to warm up in an emergency, otherwise their support should have arrived long ago.

"Full speed ahead, start the second step plan immediately."

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Witt stared at the moving city in the distance in amazement. In such a short time, the city actually started up again. What kind of structure is it? ! ! The battleship was also in chaos. The soldiers were crowded on the bridge to watch the city going away. The moving city was getting faster and faster. Even if they were several kilometers away, they could still see the smoke and dust clearly.

Witt reacted immediately. He rushed to the battleship's main control room to find the commander of the battleship.

He didn't have time to knock on the heavy door, so he just pushed it open. The warship was also in a mess, and the commander was discussing with his staff.

Witt looked at these hesitant fools, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He wanted to hit them hard on the head with the cane in his hand! He roared loudly.

"Follow him! You idiots, hurry up and follow him!!"

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Of course, even if the high-speed battleships of the Ursus 4th Army caught up, it would be of no avail, because the second step of the plan was to completely eliminate the garrison in the port, or at least severely damage them. In this way, the high-speed battleships without the cooperation of ground forces would not dare to catch up. And the Ursus ground forces without the fire cover of high-speed battleships would not be able to hold out for long in the face of the powerful firepower of the city. What's more, Claude has already sent out all his troops, and took advantage of the opportunity when the enemy had no fire support to deliver a fatal blow.

When the enemy was panicking, Claude concentrated his elite troops to carry out precise strikes on them. In his opinion, victory had already been decided. The asymmetry of intelligence from the beginning determined the failure of the 4th Army. Moreover, when they dispatched troops and launched warships to catch up, they would not be able to provide cover for the ground forces.

In the dark night, the soldiers of the Reunification Movement launched a fierce attack. The panicked Ursus army, who found themselves without support and surrounded by the enemy, quickly fell into chaos. With the firepower support of the city defense artillery, the Ursus army retreated step by step and soon reached the edge of the city with nowhere to retreat.

These soldiers, whose morale was extremely low in the previous battles, showed desperate expressions in the face of such a desperate situation. Being surrounded by the enemy in the dead of night, they didn't even have a route to retreat, but because of Ursus's harsh military law, no soldier dared to think of surrendering, and they still fought desperately.

But as the mobile city continued to move at high speed on the snowy plain, they were getting farther and farther away from their warships, and more and more soldiers completely lost confidence in fighting the enemy. The supervision team continued to execute deserters and officers who were not effective in fighting. In just 30 minutes, hundreds of Ursus soldiers were executed by the supervision team.

The soldiers clashed fiercely in the darkness. The Ursus soldiers struggled desperately for their lives, while the Reunion soldiers wanted to defeat them completely for their beliefs. The soldiers crowded and cursed at each other, hacked and stabbed each other with their weapons, set each other on fire with magic, and shot each other down with crossbows. The corpses piled up thicker and thicker at their feet, and the blood froze into thin bloody ice on the ground on the cold winter night.

Life grows so hard and slowly, but it drains away so quickly. Ursus soldiers fell in droves, the shells from the city defense cannons lit up among them, countless limbs and arms fell to the ground like raindrops, and their formation was completely penetrated and torn apart.

Just when the Ursus soldiers were about to be completely annihilated, the Reunion soldiers stopped attacking. The soldiers retreated in an orderly manner, leaving an open space between the two sides, an open space filled with corpses and blood.

As the order was issued, all the soldiers began to shout. At first, the sound was chaotic, but gradually it became uniform and deafening. The weapons in their hands also began to strike the ground, shields, and hard objects in unison with their shouts. The sound became more and more uniform, as if it was overwhelming the world and making people's ears unable to accommodate anything else.

“No killing for surrender!! Boom!! No killing for surrender!! Boom!! No killing for surrender!! Boom!!………………”

The overwhelming evil spirit also began to linger over the army, and along with their murderous shouts, it made everyone who saw this scene tremble with fear and terrified to death.

Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 123: Leaving

The 4th Army's high-speed warship cluster really didn't give up and chased after them again, but Chernobog, which had been prepared, concentrated the firepower of all the city defense artillery and launched a covering attack on them. After destroying one of their warships, they gave up the idea. Chernobog and the Integration Movement also successfully escaped from the encirclement of Ursus.

Following the path they came from, the Integration Movement took away all the population, resources and technologies and installed them all on Chernobyl, leaving Ursus with only an empty snowfield. Ursus also completely lost control of that land. If they want to regain control of that land, it will definitely take more than a decade of effort. After all, there are no people on that land, it is just a wasteland.

The captured Ursus soldiers were put in shackles and locked up in the city's own prison. In just 10 days, the city's port had already piled up with corpses. Even though the weather was cold, they had to be dealt with as soon as possible. A large number of logistics personnel began to clean up the battlefield, collecting all the weapons and equipment that could be recycled. The bodies of the Reunion soldiers were carefully collected, and the bodies of the Ursus soldiers were also buried together.

The ruins of the port buildings have been cleaned up and recycled, and now have become a flat land, where new buildings can be built soon. But the smell of war, the thick smell of gunpowder and blood, can't be dissipated for a long time, reminding everyone who sees this scene what happened here.

Most of the exhausted soldiers fell asleep as soon as they entered their barracks. They would not have any training plans for the next three days, which would allow their nerves to rest after not relaxing at all for 10 days.

The city was running smoothly and quickly, and they were now trying to leave the border of Ursus at the highest speed, looking for an area where they could temporarily avoid the sharp edge of Ursus and rest and recuperate.

The borders of each country on this continent are actually determined by mobile cities and high-speed warships. No one will draw accurate borders. After all, due to the ravages of natural disasters, drawing such borders is meaningless. In addition, the land is vast and sparsely populated. Most of the land is actually uninhabited, which provides the soil for their survival.

Claude stood on the city's tower. From here, the city was not moving fast, but was slowly and steadily crossing the surrounding mountains. Just like floating on a river on a huge ship, he refused to follow his guards and came here alone to start thinking about the next strategy of the integration movement.

Of course, even if he repeatedly warned them, dozens of soldiers still followed him at a distance, waiting for his orders at the bottom of the tower. Ever since he was attacked last time, all the cadres and soldiers of the Reunion Movement had a tendency to be nervous, and now no matter what he wanted to eat, it would be subject to the strictest scrutiny.

"It's time. Once the city is settled, let's go to Casimir and take a look. I haven't been there for several years. I promised Margaret before. Do you want to go back and take a look?"

Claude held the helmet in his hand, looked at the scenery in the distance, and suddenly said this.

As he finished speaking, the white-haired Kuranta girl tumbled down from the spire next to him and stood beside him. At the same time, she tidied her messy bangs. A gust of cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck into the cloak, letting the furry cloak cover half of her face.

"Although there's nothing special to miss there, if you want to go back, I'll go with you. We haven't traveled together like this for a long time."

"This is not a trip. We are going there for something important to do. We are going to make some big moves there and we will probably face many enemies. We must be fully prepared this time."

As he spoke, Claude placed his hands on the railing. The paint on the black gauntlet had been worn off in many places. With his current strength, this set of armor could no longer provide effective protection against the enemies he faced. If there was a chance, he would make another set with better materials.

"And Casimir has the best knights. These excellent warriors are of great value to us."

Xintela looked at Claude in surprise. She had never thought that this guy would actually set his sights on the Silver Spear Pegasus. He knew very well what kind of people the current competitive knights in Casimir were. They were very good in the glamorous arena, but if they were thrown into the battlefield, most of them would become garbage.