Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

"The captain is waiting for you up there, sir."

Claude turned his head and stopped looking at the flying birds and beasts in the sky. He nodded to the knight and walked into the tower.

The spiral staircase in the tower was built by inserting blocks of stone into the wall. There were many holes in the surrounding walls for shooting, which allowed the dim light outside to shine into the tower. Claude's boots made a loud sound on the steps, which was transmitted all the way up the stairs of the tower.

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"Are you here? Sit here."

As soon as he stepped onto the top of the tower, a voice came over. A tall, weathered knight was sitting in front of a stone table and waving at him. This was definitely not a comfortable place. The cold wind from the heights kept blowing into the tower, which was ventilated on all sides. Even the stone table and chairs were covered with frost.

Claude sat on the stone chair naturally, like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. He raised his hand and placed a stainless steel lunch box in the middle of the table, then opened it, and hot steam came out.

"As a general, do you still ring the bell yourself? I brought you some food, try it."

"Hmm? Let me see what you've prepared. Is it pie today? It's filled with apples. You can make this? It seems that those guys with halos on their heads like to eat this kind of thing the most."

"They'll be mad if they see what I made, after all, there's a lot of meat in it, but they can't do anything about it, so we can eat it however we want. Apples are rare here, and it took a lot of effort to get this."

"I just like the taste. If I don't add more meat, it won't last in the climate here. This place is not suitable for desserts. That thing should be eaten in front of a sunny floor-to-ceiling window."

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The two chatted casually, the steam from the pie floated to the top of the tower, condensing into water droplets on the stone surface, and the crispy crust was bitten into and the sound of crackling was endless.

"No wine? I always feel like something is missing if I don't drink something in this situation."

Claude suddenly turned his head to look at the other person, and the handsome middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and began to rummage in his waist bag.

"Your nose is sharper than that of a G-beast. You must have smelled the wine. I was planning to not take it out if you didn't say anything, and drink it slowly by yourself."

"I didn't smell it. You're the one who gave yourself away. Come on, stop wasting time and pour me a glass."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. The two of them ate and drank quietly, feeling the strong liquor going down their throats and dispelling the coldness from their bodies.

"Have you read my proposal?"

"I've seen it. It's a very good suggestion. Winter hunting?"

"We haven't been out for a few months. I think everyone is getting anxious. There are too many animals around here. We can clean them up and get something at the same time."

"That's fine, of course. Everyone agrees, but we need to make plans and not let down our guard where necessary."

"Are you still not confident about my arrangements? We have made all the preparations. The Ursus people will not do anything stupid this year. They have already suffered enough."

"That's up to you. Anyway, an old guy like me is too lazy to move. Just give me some of what you get."

"The famous Silver Spear Pigasus actually said such a thing. If the guys outside the tower knew about it, they would probably think I was still dreaming."

"You are my deputy leader, so it is only natural that I hand this matter over to you. I will take a rest first. I have been tired for decades, so can't I let others enjoy themselves?"

"Then enjoy yourself. I'm going to take everyone out hunting."

Claude reached out and grabbed the last piece of pie, eating it in his mouth as he walked down the tower.

It has been a year since he joined the Silver Spear Pegasus Knights. Nine months ago, he went back once to visit his old friends and subordinates. Their plan has reached a critical stage, and perhaps he should go back and take a look.

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Claude's order was quickly passed down, and hundreds of silver-armored knights gathered at the arena in the fortress. Within a few minutes they had made all preparations.

As the gates were lowered, a silver torrent poured out.

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This is a huge beast, with a strong and round body. It can break a tree in half with just one claw. In addition, its huge body is 6 meters tall when standing upright, which makes it the top of the food chain in this forest. Under normal circumstances, no human wants to encounter it, but now, it is just a poor prey.

The beast panted violently, blood oozing from the wounds on its body, and the cold weather froze the blood and hair into a clump. His movements looked clumsy, but he moved very fast, and the trees that dared to block him were directly broken by him, as fragile as biscuits.

But it was not enough, its speed was still far from fast enough, because the hunter behind it was much faster than it. The reason why it did not catch up at this time was just to make it lose more blood and make the beast more tired.

Two knights in silver armor followed slowly behind them, watching the beast desperately and panickingly rushing through the woods. It was not until the beast realized it was cornered and burst into a final frenzy, rushing towards them that the leading knight casually shot it with his javelin, ending its life.

But in the subsequent dismemberment of the beast, the knights seemed to be unskilled and seemed to be very unfamiliar. They used their daggers to slowly peel off the beast's fur, and then removed the edible parts from it. It was not done very well, but at least it was not messed up, and there were not too many wounds on the fur.

In the dense jungle, one can occasionally hear the wailing of dying beasts and the cheers and applause of the knights. In this lively atmosphere, the end of the year has arrived.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 153: Propagation

The guy in front of me has extremely thick fat. The white, shiny fat sparkles brightly in the winter sun, and the dagger used to cut it also has a layer of oiliness. The fat is quickly cut off and thrown into the bucket next to it. This is a rare and important supply in the cold winter.

By inserting the blade into the joint cavity and cutting the surrounding fascia, the entire leg can be completely removed. Claude wielded the dagger skillfully and quickly cut the huge beast in front of him into piles of meat. Around him, the knights were doing the same thing.

The knights happily dragged the corpses of various beasts to this open space, where the beasts were already piled up like a mountain. Soldiers and knights worked together indiscriminately to cut off the valuable parts of the beasts and then transported them back to the fortress.

Furs, meat, fat and all other useful things were loaded onto the carts. The carts kept driving back to the fortress and back here, transporting the knights' prey back. The feast lasted until the bright moon rose in the sky. The knights, who were still reluctant to leave, lined up and returned to the fortress.

The Beast Knights around the fortress are rarely cleared out, and their daily life is training in the fortress. It's not that they can't do it, but no one has thought of it before. Every winter when it snows heavily, the vehicles transporting supplies are always unable to arrive in time, so even they will have shortages of supplies. Now this problem has been solved.

The various furs, fats and meat obtained from the various wild animals they hunted today are countless, so it won't be a problem even if the vehicles transporting supplies do not arrive this winter.

Claude washed the blood and grease off his hands in his bedroom. He now had a new trophy. Unexpectedly, there was a huge Originium beast in the forest. This guy was covered with dense Originium crystals, which made its fur tattered and completely useless.

But Claude still brought back its teeth. These teeth were as long as an adult's forearm, white with a hint of yellow, delicate in texture, and made a metallic sound when knocked. Perhaps they could be used in the future. A full eight teeth were placed on his bookshelf, and he could see them when he opened the door.

Claude sat down at the table and drew his sword. Mercy was still the same as when he found it a few years ago. The blade had never been polished and was still extremely sharp, without any blood or dust stains. But Claude knew that the sword was complaining to him, complaining that it had taken so long for it to taste blood again.

This sword is quite interesting. In the past year since he came here, Claude has communicated with it whenever he has time. In the beginning, it could only express simple emotions, but now it can convey a few simple words to him. Claude also discovered that the more blood it absorbs, the more obvious this tendency becomes.

"Where on earth are you from?"

Vague and intermittent words began to appear in Claude's consciousness, just like a toddler who had just learned to speak, eagerly and incoherently expressing his wishes.

"Blood...blood, blood, so much...~~"

"I knew it."

Claude put it back into the scabbard speechlessly. Just like a programmed machine, it would only express this to him now. He had thought that the blood of the giant beast today would cause it to react in some way, but it seemed that he had thought too much.

"Let me see... I should be given two days off. It's time to go back and take a look."

As he spoke, Claude opened the terminal on his desktop, approved a week's leave for himself in the system, then arranged all the affairs of the Knights Templar, and then found a car to go to the Grand Knight's headquarters.

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The Grand Knight Territory of Casimir, this city is jointly managed by the Supervisory Commission and the Chamber of Commerce on the surface, but the other side of this city is firmly controlled by an organization, the Helmetless Alliance. This famous assassin organization works for the Chamber of Commerce. They pursue money and interests, and driven by Casimir Capital, they have established a huge intelligence network in this city, and every corner is monitored by their people.

For the Red Pine Knights who always secretly help the infected, the Helmetless Alliance is a sword hanging over their heads. Once the gathering places of the infected are discovered, they will inevitably be slaughtered and cleaned up by the Helmetless Alliance. Therefore, once there is the slightest clue, they can only move their base immediately to prevent being discovered by those killers.

But during this year, the control of the city by the No-Horn Alliance has changed greatly. A new force has begun to rise in the dark side of the city, and it has spread widely among the infected knights and ordinary infected people. The No-Horn Alliance lost two blue golds and one platinum in this year, but they could not find out who did it. This made the leaders of the Business Federation very angry and scolded the No-Horn Alliance.

New Qingjin and Baijin were quickly selected, but they no longer dared to act recklessly in the city as they did before. After all, they knew that their predecessors were no ordinary people, but they still disappeared quietly into the night of the city.

But what these killers will not know and will never be able to understand is that an idea, a unique idea, has spread in this city. They will completely lose the soil for survival in this city and will no longer be able to rule the city with their old methods.

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The petite Zalak girl walked nimbly through the intricate alleys of the city. Every time she advanced a certain distance, she would hide in the dark to see if anyone was following her. She would move forward again only after she was sure there were no suspicious people.

In the hidden corners where she was heading, there were many infected people. When they met, they would nod to each other. Countless infected people formed a huge surveillance network in these dark alleys. No news could escape their eyes.

Turning into a deep alley again, the expression on her face was obviously relaxed. When passing by a trash can, she reached out and touched the wall next to it. After feeling three traces, she walked forward with confidence. This was their secret code. If there were special circumstances, the traces here would change.

She walked to a heavy security door, which was rusted and twisted, and looked like it could be scrapped. She reached out and knocked twice, hitting a certain spot on the door.

The security door slowly opened after a delay of four or five seconds, and the Zarak girl with short gray hair poked her face out.

"Why are you late today?"

"There was a little problem with the game, but it's okay."

The two men talked in a low voice in the alley, then entered the security door at a very fast speed. The door panel was closed tightly, and there was no special trace. Only a crossbowman wearing gray camouflage in the shadow on the roof noticed this scene. He carefully checked the surrounding situation and after making sure that the killers were not following, he no longer paid attention to this place.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 154: The So-Called Knight

"How do you think the so-called knights appeared on this land?"

A chandelier illuminated the basement. It could not provide much light, but it was enough to drive away the darkness. A group of infected knights gathered here, in this wide and damp basement with peeling walls. No one made a loud noise. They looked at the figure silently.

The knight in silver armor was among them. He was the most distinguished knight in the entire Casimir, the Silver Spear Pegasus. But now he was standing among these worthless infected people.

The one he was questioning was a rare female knight, a female knight from Zarak. She had gray hair and wore armor reinforced with engineering plastics in many places. She was a heavily armored knight, which was rare for a petite Zarak.

"Is it for the war?"

The girl spoke cautiously. She was sitting very carefully, almost shrinking on the stool, because she knew who the person who asked her this question was. In the past few months, news about the other party had been continuously reported to the city. To her, the other party was a legendary figure. She might not be able to meet him in her lifetime, but now she could talk to him.

"That's both right and wrong. The duty of a knight is indeed to fight, but the fundamental meaning of our existence is to protect."

"This world has never been safe. When there were no mobile cities, the people on the ground were always living in danger. The output of the land was so meager. So why, under such meager circumstances, could the knights take the most income, use the best armor, and be equipped with the best weapons? The fundamental reason why the knight class can exist is because their duty is to protect their own people."

"When all resources were extremely precious, in order to resist wild beasts and enemies, everyone concentrated their resources on the bravest person, equipped him with the best weapons and armor, and let him protect the rest of the people, while the common people were responsible for providing food and other resources for him who did not produce anything. This was the oldest and most sacred contract on this land."

"But now some knights and nobles think that everything they have is their due. When collecting taxes from their own territories, they are unwilling to take even a cent less. But when the people in their territories encounter disasters, they are not willing to spare an ounce of strength to protect them, and completely regard their lives as weeds. They have long violated this sacred contract and have long lost the honor of being a knight."

"Bloodline is never noble. Truly noble is always the behavior of people. When they do this, they have already lost their qualifications as knights. So Miss Grenadi, you don't need to feel ashamed for your family. You are undoubtedly a respectable knight. You are not the one who should feel guilty."

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It was a dimly lit space, but the knight in silver armor filled the area with light. He kept answering the questions of the infected knights, and their words answered their years of confusion and resentment. In the process of questions and answers, the atmosphere became more and more heated.

The fact that these infected people can become knights proves that they are not incompetent. But because of the cruel society and reality, they live in a muddle. Now the passion in their hearts is rekindled. They know why they have fallen into such a situation and what they should really do.

After years of numbness, the heart that had been as dead as dead water began to come alive, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. Their noisy voices spread out of the basement and were heard by four people outside.

"It starts again. This is Claude's specialty. That's what he told the infected people on the snowfield. It was at that time that he united everyone. Otherwise, everyone would have died on the snowfield long ago."

The Kuranta girl combed her long hair, making the white hair that was still conspicuous in the darkness smooth. Although she looked like it was nothing, the three members of the Red Pine Knights could hear the pride and pride in her tone.

They never thought that they would meet such a big shot at a routine gathering. The vice leader of the Silver Spear Pegasus Knights: Claude Ater.

This name was widely known during this year, and every time it was news of victory, he led the Silver Spear Pegasus to repel the attacks of Ursus dozens of times, and the entire Casimir was not disturbed by Ursus in this year. This was completely unimaginable before, and he became a hero of the entire Casimir.

Even his hometown, that inconspicuous little country village, became famous. Countless merchants from Casimir rushed there and injected a lot of money into it, and countless tourists went there for sightseeing every day. As a result, that unremarkable village actually developed like this, which even Claude had not expected.

"That lord is indeed a true knight, and what he said makes sense. We are willing to believe him, but what should we do? How should we do it?"

"If you ask me, I don't really know. When I was in Ursus, I basically just followed his instructions. You can ask him yourself, and he will answer you."

Xinteleya's golden eyes smiled. She had never been a decision maker, and the only thing she was good at was using her bow and arrow. She just needed to have absolute faith and give all her trust to Claude, and he would never let her down.

This absolute trust shocked the three girls of the Red Pine Knights. Among the three, even Ivona, who was usually the most outgoing and cheerful, seemed a little timid. They felt fear and anxiety about what they were about to encounter, but they couldn't help but yearn for it.

As the three of them exchanged glances, Ivona, the bravest one, couldn't help it.

"If you two don't dare to go, I'll go. I can ask him for an autograph. He is the best among the knights and my idol since I was a child! Although I will never have the chance to become a knight, it's always good to ask!!"

As she spoke, she put the lance in the corner and rubbed her cheeks hard to relax herself. Then, just like she did on the field, she charged forward to the basement, relying on her own powerful strength to force a path through the infected knights.

The other two looked at each other and rushed in through the path that Ivona had squeezed out, as if they had been waiting for the other to do so.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 1 Preparation ()

Cannons are a very ancient siege weapon on the Terra continent. They were used long ago when humans attacked each other. People often think of cannons as large, heavy engineering machines that require at least two people to operate. Each shot is powerful enough to dig a huge hole in the ground.

In the past, this impression was not wrong at all, but in a world with frequent wars and unrest, weapons often develop very quickly. Small artillery that can be used by one person gradually appeared in this world, and relying on its powerful power, it was soon equipped in the armies of many countries.

The most famous of these is the city-breaking spear used by the Victorian elite troops. This weapon has a terrible power, as its name suggests. Although the recoil is also strong, it is only used by powerful elite soldiers.

But this weapon also has a big flaw, because its heavy weight makes it often not flexible enough to use it. This requires the user to have a strong combat thinking ability to play the advantages of this weapon, which requires rich experience. In general, it is a weapon that is easy to learn but difficult to master.

Of course, it would be different if there was someone to guide you.

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A red figure flexibly moved left and right in the field, letting the bombarding "cannonballs" fall into the air. Then she approached the opponent in a zigzag shape as fast as lightning. She knew the weakness of heavy armored knights, especially those using weapons such as cannons. The ammunition in the cannon chamber was limited, only a few rounds. And once she got close to them, they would often be unable to move and reveal their flaws.

As expected, she rushed to the opponent when he fired his last shell. Then she just had to stick close to him and wait for him to show a flaw.

But the shield that occupied her entire field of vision caused her thoughts to stagnate for a moment. However, her body instinctively jumped up and turned around, kicking on the shield to push herself away. With the power of this shield strike, she successfully moved away from the opponent.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a short time. He won't have time to change the bullet."

Sona couldn't help but comfort herself in her heart, and then turned her head with all her strength. However, she only heard a few crisp sounds, which were the sounds of bullet shells falling to the ground.

She watched in midair as Claude swung the cannon in his hand and lifted it up, loading new ammunition into it smoothly. The whole process took less than a second, but the magazine of the cannon was already loaded into the ammunition bay. She had just landed and hadn't made any moves yet.

Claude bent his legs slightly and made a brisk forward jump, shortening the distance between him and the opponent to within two meters, and then aimed the barrel of the cannon at the opponent's body. As the trigger was pulled, a strong burst of gas burst out from the blank, blowing away Sona's hair.

The red-haired Zalak girl put away her sword. She had lost without a doubt. If the money was filled with real bullets, her head would have been blown to pieces. She was not surprised by this result. After all, the one she was fighting against was the legendary Silver Spear Pegasus. But she was still shocked by the other party's skillful use of the cannon, especially the smooth reloading technique, which was as easy and smooth as the Laterans reloading the small guns.

But the most shocked person here was not her, but the original owner of the weapon. The gray-haired Zalak Knight stared at Claude in amazement. She knew how heavy her equipment was. It was so difficult to complete such a smooth reloading and adjustment, but Claude completed this series of actions without using more strength than her.

Obviously, the other party had never used this kind of weapon before, but he was able to do better than her right away. This made her fall into a strong self-doubt, wondering if she had no such talent at all. Even after her grandmother's careful teaching, she still couldn't really master her weapon.

"Don't think too much. What I've been through is far beyond your imagination. Remember my actions just now. Don't make too big movements when adjusting your position. Use your shield to protect yourself firmly and use your feet to adjust your position. The most important thing is that you have to predict the enemy's movements. The more agile the enemy is, the more you need this to deal with him."