Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

No one dared to talk, it was so quiet here that even breathing could be heard.

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"I'm sick of people like you... You're as disgusting as the fat rotting in the sewer..."

A puff of white smoke came out from the white beard, and the white mist of burning tobacco lingered around the old man, making him look as scary as a ghost. The pair of eyes with tiny pupils flashed a tiny cold light, like a cold poisonous snake coiled around their necks.

"I am disgusted by what you have done, by all of you people... I am even more disgusted by the fact that I have to rely on you to manage this mess..."

"This mess is in such bad shape. I've put so much effort into it over the years, but it just didn't get any worse... But now there's something good, so you're no longer useful to me. I don't need you anymore."

The group of people immediately became agitated. They were not stupid enough to really think that it was a good thing for them.

The skin on the Rat King's face began to twist, revealing a strange smile, and his sharp furry fingers gently dug into the ironwood armrest, easily breaking this famously solid wood from the heart of Da Yan into pieces.

"After all, we have known each other for many years, so I, an old man, will come to see you off in person... You can use all your skills to struggle."

Fine yellow sand flowed out from the cracks of the floor tiles, making a pleasant rustling sound like flowing gold, and soon covered the ground. Everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy. They did not dare to stand on the ground, and jumped onto the chairs. Everyone knew the name of Rat King Lin Kerui, but everyone had the courage to fight to the death.

A burly fat man was the first to attack. The curved horns on his head did not make him look honest and kind as a member of the Fengti tribe. Two fierce lights flashed in his eye sockets that were squeezed small by fat. He threw a black object as big as a brick.

click!

As the copper-headed crutch lightly tapped the floor, a ball of yellow sand suddenly rose up, wrapping the black object and the fat man into a ball. The next moment, flames exploded, and the ball formed by the yellow sand suddenly swelled up, with flashes of fire and minced meat in the middle, and then it returned to its original state.

The smile on the Rat King's lips was full of pleasure and cruelty. With another tap of his cane, the yellow sand in the hall suddenly rioted, turning it into a space ravaged by a sandstorm. Even the screams were completely covered up by the howling sound like a hurricane.

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The Longmen Guards are taking over the land of the slums, which was unimaginable before. Although they nominally have the power to enforce the law in the slums, they cannot really implement it. There are many criminals in the slums, and they will do everything they can to obstruct them for their own interests. In addition, the population composition is mixed, and there are intricate interests. Under this complex and difficult situation, the several actions launched by the Guards have ended in failure.

Just when the situation seemed to be going to continue to be chaotic, the Longmen Guards suddenly launched a bold attack. One area after another was cleared out, the residents were resettled, and the criminals were arrested. Although the speed was not fast, it was orderly and everything went smoothly.

The reason why this action did not encounter any obstruction was that the complex network of interests behind the gangs did not play any role. Perhaps it was due to the sudden disappearance of a large group of dignitaries and business elites in the city. No one knew where they went. Only the sharp blades in the arms of the black raincoats were stained with a lot of blood.

Just like in Chernobyl and Casimir, a drastic change is taking place in this city, but most citizens cannot notice it. At most, they feel that public security has improved rapidly, and the terrorist attacks that occurred from time to time some time ago are now completely gone.

The city has returned to its previous fast pace, with huge amounts of money being pumped in every day. People still squeeze in when the bus arrives to avoid being late and having their wages deducted. The streets still have a huge flow of people, far more than in other cities, and people's lives have not changed much.

What has really changed is the other half of the city.

The ideas of the Integration Movement have begun to spread in the slums through the crossbow corps. After the gangs were stripped of their backbones, the situation has improved rapidly. The dilapidated shacks and streets are being gradually cleaned up, and the slums have a different new look every day.

Yanguo, Longmen and Victoria: Chapter 227: Connection and Fangs

Chernobyl is a rather unique city. It has an energy system that is completely different from most cities and has developed light and heavy industries. Although it has a small population, this is also a common problem in Ursus cities.

In the past, when this city belonged to Ursus, it had never approached this land. After all, this place nominally belonged to the territory of Dayan. Even in its craziest period, Ursus did not dare to provoke this powerful and unfathomable country and could only test it by attacking the East Country.

At that time, Ursus was full of war maniacs. They even dared to purge the emperor when he did not please them, and started a war that hurt the entire country. However, these guys with Originium gunpowder flowing in their bones still had basic rationality, so they did not dare to rashly start a war with Yan Country, and could only start by beating the other side's younger brothers.

But what no one, including Lian Dongguo himself, expected was that Ursus actually lost to this small country. Although Yanguo intervened, Ursus still exposed its own fatigue. They could no longer be as aggressive and invincible as they were during the time of the previous emperor.

After this, Ursus fell into a long period of civil strife. The struggle between the new and old nobles in the country never stopped, wasting their blood in vain. They were no longer able to launch large-scale foreign wars, at least not with the entire country involved.

So after that, it was even more impossible for Chernobog to get close to the land of Yan. Only the insane Black Snake wanted to rely on a city and some conspiracy to directly start a war against Yan, and he also wanted to rebuild the entire country in the war.

Although Claude knew little about politics, he could only comment on Black Snake's plan: it was too crude, full of fantasy and self-evident. Even he could find the flaws in the plan and let this old man explode the gold coins, not to mention those guys who were much smarter than Claude.

So even though they got a great bargain from that old guy, Chernobyl still needed some legal basis if it wanted to get close to Longmen. In other words, it needed to obtain permission, and this permission naturally had to come from Yan Country.

After all, Chernobog has now separated from Ursus and become a new organization, so many things become easier to handle. Especially since Wei Yanwu, the controller of Longmen, has an extraordinary identity, Chernobog quickly obtained this permission.

The arrival time of Archernobog was exactly as planned. On May 5, all the citizens of Longmen heard the loud roar coming from afar. The ground under their feet could not help but shake. The huge steel monster cast in Ursus rolled over the ravines and wastelands and drove towards the city of Longmen.

What a terrible force it was, it was like a mountain range being uprooted and crashing towards them. Especially the unique urban structure of the Ursus Empire, which made many knowledgeable merchants feel like they were falling into an icy cave - they could only think of war.

Caught off guard, Longmen could only passively face the impact, which was bound to cause huge damage to the structure of the entire city, which also meant that they had no chance of escape at all.

That's right, the first thing these businessmen thought of was to escape. Although they claimed to be the elites in the industry, they were still businessmen in the final analysis. No matter how outstanding a businessman was, he was still profit-seeking in nature. If they could leave with the wealth accumulated by Longmen, that would of course be the best. If not, they would abandon the city without any hesitation.

But now they no longer have this opportunity. When the two cities are fighting and artillery fire is raging, it is not a wise choice to leave here by vehicle or aircraft. They can easily be blown to pieces by a single shot from both sides. The only thing they can do now is to quickly find their own shelter and hide in it, praying that their industry will not be destroyed too badly.

If this was really an attack, Chernobyl had a great chance of success, especially when Longmen was completely unprepared. Often only the first wave of attack was needed to capture most ports. Coupled with the tens of thousands of elite soldiers on Chernobyl, they might be able to gain a new city without much loss.

Of course, Claude, Wei Yanwu and the others all knew that doing so would be truly counterproductive. To provoke the anger of another powerful country for a city, even if it was really conquered, it would be lost in the blink of an eye. Only the most stupid and crazy people would do such a thing.

So Chernobog began to slow down without any surprise, and the sound of the original earth-shaking also weakened. Finally, it maintained a crawling speed compared to a moving city and slowly approached the port of Longmen. Amid the movement of the huge mechanical device, the connecting bridge was slowly built.

As early as when the city began to slow down, people realized that there would be no war. After all, if a war really happened, slowing down would only lose the initiative. The Ursus Empire would never do such a thing.

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Claude finally set foot on this land again, the land that belonged to him.

The army here belongs to him, the people here belong to him, and similarly, he also belongs to this city. The blood shed in this city is destined to make him never forget this place.

Of course, after coming back, it is better not to walk in from the street in a high-profile manner, otherwise the city’s traffic may be paralyzed again, and every inch of land he passes by will be crowded with fanatical soldiers and civilians.

So without attracting any attention, he returned to the administrative center of the city and met his companions whom he had not seen for a long time.

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"General."

Yanshi ⑦ Four Bars ② Qi 800

Bozhukasti slowly lowered his head. His huge body gave off a sense of oppression like a collapsing mountain. A scarlet light flashed on his ancient white antler helmet. This was the latest electronic endoscope, which could provide users with multi-faceted data analysis. It was an advanced technology even in Colombia, at least it was not available to ordinary soldiers.

Claude smiled and nodded.

"It seems that you have become proficient in using this system. I was worried that you didn't trust it."

"It is beneficial to the war, so I will not refuse it."

The patriot obviously has his own set of principles. Having spent more than 100 years in war, he is a thorough pragmatist and will not give up something more useful and superior because of some stupid insistence.

Claude suddenly stopped, and Bozhukas looked at his general in confusion, not knowing what was going on. Then he saw the other party's inquiring eyes.

"You didn't forget to take your medicine again?"

"........."

Although the hard helmet would not reveal any expression, Claude could clearly feel the embarrassment shown by the other party. This powerful soldier even felt a little at a loss.

"Yelena really understands you. She told me that you would definitely forget to take your medicine..."

Claude chuckled and shook his head. The unspeakable tacit understanding between this awkward father and daughter was a bond that could not be severed by time and space.

"This is a critical moment... Whether it's the expansion of the army or the resettlement of new residents, I can't relax..."

The Patriot stammered to defend himself. This was indeed a very rare situation, but Claude interrupted him in time:

"I know your race has a strong resistance to mineral sickness, but you don't need to sacrifice your health to achieve such a tiny efficiency. This is not worth the loss... I don't think it's worth it. With a rusty axe, no matter how hard you try, the efficiency of chopping trees will become low. Your health is not just yours, it is also related to us and your daughter. Here are the best mineral sickness inhibitors, you must use them."

"You are right, General...I will do that in the future."

Claude couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He finally got the other party's promise. As long as the other party promised, the patriot would definitely do it. This was also what Claude promised Yelena.

"Let's go, we still have a lot of things to discuss next."

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This is a sturdy Ursus man. Like every Ursus living on this land, they have a firm look on their faces. They will not easily succumb to suffering. They have intense emotions under their cold appearance.

A sharp scar ran from the forehead across the left eye, which narrowly avoided destroying the entire eyeball, but did add a hint of ferocity to this resolute face. The brown hair was shaved very short, almost sticking to the scalp, with only a thin layer of hair covering the head. When the head was hit by a sword, this hairstyle could provide timely treatment without worrying about the wound being contaminated by the hair.

One of the thick ears on the top of his head was also missing. Although the wound was treated well, the severed ear could not be found on the battlefield. Even if it was found, it might not be his - after all, it was too difficult to find the one that belonged to him perfectly among a pile of broken limbs.

The sharp dagger in his hand easily shaved off the stubble on his face. This dagger was used by Charles to cut off heads. Although most of the time he didn't need the enemy's head, if it was an important target...

He shaved his face with the bloody dagger, wiped it with a hot towel, and then hurriedly cleaned the sink in front of him.

He usually didn't have such free time, but today was an exception.

Their general will be back today, and they cannot be so unkempt anymore. All the guards have received orders, and the bathhouse in the core city is completely occupied by them today, and even their armor is polished to a shine.

After packing everything up, he reached out and picked up the heavy helmet and put it on his head, and his usual axe was also fastened to the buckle at his waist.

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From the moment Claude entered the core city, his personal guards surrounded him. This was their duty, and even Claude couldn't shirk it, so he suddenly became conspicuous.

The guards holding halberds led the way in front. The weapons in their hands embodied the highest level of industrial and technological technology in the Ursus Empire. These weapons were obtained by reverse analysis of the inner guards' long swords. They could greatly increase the Originium skills and allow the user to burst out with terrible power.

The reason why this weapon can be issued to the royal guards is because they are the most powerful group of warriors in the integration movement. This weapon can only be put to good use by them. Although the royal guards' duty is nominally to protect Claude, Claude does not actually need their protection. Their real duty is to follow Claude in launching attacks.

When this glorious and brilliant team marched to the main building of the core layer, the surroundings were blocked as he expected. Although no one dared to shout due to the strict discipline, people were unwilling to retreat easily. After all, the superiors had not officially conveyed the order to them, so they had the opportunity to stay here for a while.

All those eager eyes were focused in the middle where the guards gathered. Although they were already accustomed to being stared at in this way, they still quickened their pace. After all, if the roads were congested, it would most likely affect the normal operation of the city.

So after they disappeared from the crowd's sight, as the order was given, the soldiers, officers and civilian staff who had swarmed in were driven back to their own bases. Although most of them were reluctant, military law would not allow them to make any excuses.

Only those lucky patrol members were given the right to continue staying here, proving to their colleagues the importance of luck.

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Tallulah was hesitantly combing her hair. She was a little restless. She should have gone to greet Claude, but a sudden emotion made her hesitate and she didn't go out in time.

Feeling her heartbeat suddenly quicken, Tallulah felt as if she couldn't breathe. She didn't know why she was so nervous. The other person was her most trusted comrade, but now she couldn't face him with a normal heart.

She was obviously such a brave person, but now she could hardly muster up the courage and fell into unimaginable hesitation and dithering. The hot blood in her veins was flowing rapidly, making her fair skin turn a little red, and the courage in her heart was in a state of being intermittent.

Her best friend Alina was standing next to her, looking at her with a smile. There seemed to be something hidden in her gentle smile that made her even more flustered, and she even began to avoid her gaze.

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A low sound wave came from outside the window, which was the cheers that people were trying to suppress.

Yan Country, Longmen and Victoria: Chapter 1 Begins ()

This is probably the dream of every man. Although Claude is already accustomed to it, owning such an elite and powerful army is something that many people and even many countries dream of. Not to mention, this is an army that truly belongs to him. Every soldier trusts him absolutely, just like trusting his own father.

All the arsenals are producing equipment for the soldiers, and the military expansion plan is getting bigger and bigger every year. The city now has a full 100,000 soldiers, which is considered to be militaristic for a city with a population of only one million. If the main source of income for the army was not taxes, it would be unthinkable to maintain such a military force. A hundred thousand professional soldiers are a force that cannot be ignored for a country, even for the Ursus Empire, and it is also a heavy burden.

After all, these soldiers will not participate in any production activities. The only thing they need to create is death, but a steady supply of materials and money need to be invested in them.

The reason why the Integration Movement could achieve such a miracle was, of course, inseparable from Casimir, who was in Claude's control. After taking over the entire legacy of the Commercial Federation, Claude naturally also controlled the huge business empire. Although he was not good at business management, there were always people who were good at it in such a large country, and this provided a steady stream of funds for the army.

After all, instead of letting those businessmen continue to suck the country's blood, it is better to use the money where it is really needed. Not only the Integration Movement, but even Casimir is starting a new military expansion plan. In order to compete with the Ursus Empire, they still need a much stronger military force than they have now.

Of course, in order to avoid eating up all the resources, Casimir's economy must still be vigorously developed. On such a good foundation, Casimir's next economic development plan has been formulated and is ready to be implemented. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, if no one comes to sabotage...

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Claude didn't stop thinking until he stepped on the familiar oak floor. These floors were cleaned every morning and evening, and waxed every week, so they were bright and shiny. Coming here meant that he had truly entered his former office area.

The tall Bozhukas stood by the door and did not come in, as if he was going to go back after sending Claude here. Claude did not care. After saying goodbye to him, he turned around and walked towards the stairs. The gold-inlaid stairs looked as warm as jade under the light, and the texture of the wood was delicate and hard, which was a symbol of wealth in this world.

This was the property of the previous owner of Chernobyl, Marquis Boris, and has now been confiscated. Although it is a sinful symbol of the old aristocracy's extravagance, there is no need to destroy such an exquisite building, so it has become the unified office location of the Integration Movement.

The reason why Claude suddenly stopped was because a figure was already standing at the top of the stairs, looking at him with a smile on his face, his hands tangled in circles behind his back, his silver-gray short curly hair was very neatly groomed, which further highlighted his girlish and beautiful face, and the twisted short horns on his head and his long tail showed his Draco bloodline.

Tallulah finally mustered up the courage to stand here. She didn't want to wait in her office for Claude to push the door open. This might be because of her personality, or it might be because of other reasons...

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The girl in front of Claude was still wearing a simple military uniform, a black cape with a red lining hanging on her left shoulder, and a short skirt that stopped at mid-thigh. Even in the harshest winter in Ursus, the girl still dressed like this, as if the passion burning in her chest could even drive away the ice.

This outfit did make Tallulah look heroic and had a unique charm, but she had not worn any other style of clothes for such a long time. She had been changing back and forth in those few military uniforms. Even Claude was a little surprised - after all, even he now had three sets of clothes that could be changed, and they were all different styles. It didn't make sense that a girl in her youth would not care about this aspect.

The greatsword was still hanging on her waist, with the scabbard almost dragging on the ground, but several black straps restrained the swing of the sword, allowing Tallulah to walk with the sword astride in a relatively free manner. This was Claude's suggestion. After all, as a leader, she had to maintain her demeanor at all times, and it was indeed not appropriate to carry a sword on her back.

"My comrade, are you here to greet me?"

Claude's voice was not loud, but in this hall that automatically gathered voices, it was loud enough for everyone to hear. With a happy smile on his face, he opened his arms and walked towards Talula, looking like he was going to give her a solid hug.

Except for the guards who adhered to their own duties, everyone else in the hall couldn't help but focus their attention here, and there were also small discussions among them.

Tallulah's face flushed red all of a sudden. Being stared at and talked about by so many people was something she often experienced, but this time it seemed a little different. According to etiquette, this hug was nothing wrong, especially when meeting each other after a long time.

"Of course, Claude, welcome back!"

The girl stopped thinking too much and opened her arms as well, hugging Claude tightly. His strong and tall body and slender shoulders wrapped around her at once. The two of them hugged tightly, and there was a pause for a moment, then they separated naturally, looking quite normal.

But only Tallulah herself knew how fast her heart was beating at that moment, but she suppressed it with her control over her body, so that no one else would notice the abnormality. After she left that broad and warm embrace, she felt a strong sense of loss in her heart, and she almost couldn't help reaching out to grab Claude's clothes.

But under the watchful eyes of the public, she returned to her normal state.

Then a strong sense of joy surged up from the bottom of my heart. Seeing this person coming back here, this joy could no longer be suppressed, as if being able to see the other person was a lucky thing.

"Welcome back, Claude."

She repeated it again with a smile, as if to emphasize something.

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"These are all the development plans and annual reports for the past year or so. Thanks to Alina's help, all the information has been organized in an orderly manner, and it is very convenient to access it when needed."