Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Can a country really prosper with only technology and money?

Shen Muke cannot predict the future, but he still has a simple understanding - if you lose your great spirit, you will only end up in a dead end, which technology and wealth cannot make up for.

Looking at the knights who were about to go to the battlefield with him, most of them were young and full of courage and confidence. But when he turned his attention to them, he only saw silver armor and sharp swords and shields.

There are no crossbows or artillery, and the march relies on Kuranta

With the tribe's own mobility, several pack animals were used to pull supplies, and injuries were treated with very primitive ointments and bandages, and even messages were...

Shen Muke watched as a messenger knight sent a signal to Zvonek——

The knight was carrying a "box", which was about the size of a suitcase. When opened, it was divided into two parts. One half was a signal device driven by Originium with an antenna on it to transmit signals, and the other half looked like an old-fashioned typewriter. , used to enter information.

Shen Muke had only seen similar equipment in documentaries. It looked a bit like an old-fashioned radio station.

Although Terra's technology tree was notoriously crooked, as a country's elite military, it could only rely on old-fashioned radio stations to deliver news. This situation still shocked Shen Muke.

The knight competition held by the Commerce Federation has modern technological products such as display screens and neon lights.

Shen Muke shook his head and said slowly:

"Your Excellency Cyril, if you can, I still recommend that you apply to the Supervisory Committee after the war to mobilize some long-range weapons such as crossbows or muskets to arm the Knights."

"Understood, if we win this battle, I will apply to the Supervisory Committee." Cyril is not a stubborn and conservative person, and his words made him realize the importance of long-range weapons.

"It's ready, Sir Cyril!"

The messenger knight came over and reported:

"Zvonek has been notified that our troops will fight back against Ursus, rescue the remaining troops, and at the same time protect the retreat paths of each knight order to buy them time."

"One more thing, tell the masters of the Supervisory Committee and those little bugs in the Federation of Commerce. If you don't want Casimir to fall into the enemy's hands, send everything that can support the front line. Unlike previous wars, this time , it’s time for life and death.”

"understand!"

Cyril stood up straight and looked at the front line in the distance. Unfortunately, smoke and fog enveloped everything, making it impossible for him to see clearly.

"What a beautiful scenery there was here, with green grass, clear sky, and gurgling streams..."

"That's why we have to keep it, isn't it?"

Shen Muke raised the flag, and the Pegasus flew in the wind.

"Silver Spear Pegasus! March forward!"

Chapter 6 Both sides of the battlefield

Zvonek.

This portal of the Great Knights is far more lively than before, but this excitement is not a good thing.

People in armor were coming and going, hurriedly setting up the defense line, and the artificial Juma River was lined up. Behind the defense line, knights from each regiment lined up in long queues, waiting for the supervisor to distribute various combat materials.

However, due to the rapid defeat of the front line, a large number of unorganized knights retreated to Zvonek, but fell into chaos because they had no leader.

What, you ask where the leader went?

Most of the brave knight leaders died in the first charge. They rushed to the front line, but also fell to the front line.

Most of the knight leaders who lacked courage were sacrificed in the beheading actions of Ursus soldiers. Ursus's battle-hardened elites and artillery had the tacit cooperation that was unparalleled in Terra. The Casimir knights with a single type of arms and weapons could not stop them. attack.

Therefore, when the remnants of each knight order returned, most of them were in chaos. This resulted in the injured being unable to receive treatment as quickly as possible, and a large number of non-combat casualties. And for the same reason, the work of transmitting information was also chaotic.

However, no matter how chaotic the scene is, there are still people who remain calm and do their best to complete their duties——

A messenger knight held up the battle report in his hand and ran towards the Supervisory Committee official on the side.

"Your Excellency, there is new information coming from the front line!"

"read."

The Supervisory Committee official who was busy distributing supplies gave a brief reply. This official was originally a secretary in the Supervisory Committee. Distributing supplies and listening to information were not his original duties, but there was no way. Now that the war situation was so urgent, even a clerk had to do it. He was on the front line, so he and several other colleagues in the office were sent over.

"Don't let any knights withdraw to Zvonek."

He thought so, but to be honest, he no longer had any expectations, because the battle situation on the front line has been very good and bad these days, and the countless intelligence he received was news about the defeat of the Knights.

Casimir, the country of knights, seems to have reached the end.

"The Knights of the Silver Spear Pegasus informed Zvonek that our troops will fight back against Ursus, rescue the remaining troops, and at the same time protect the retreat paths of each knight group to buy time!"

"Attached is a message from Cyril, the leader of the Silver Spear Knights:"

"If you don't want Casimir to fall into the enemy's hands, send everything that can support the front line. Unlike previous wars, this time, it's life and death!"

The messenger knight's voice was so loud that this brief message reached the ears of several knights present.

"Is Cyril crazy? How could he be so reckless!?"

"How many Silver Spear Pegasus are left? How dare he fight back against Ursus?"

"He doesn't want to surrender to the enemy, does he?"

The Supervisory Committee official took the piece of information, turned around and strode back.

"Your Excellency, where are you going?"

"Go to the Grand Knight Commander, didn't Cyril say that? Send everything that can support the front line!"

"What about the supplies we need?"

……

Ursus, a land-based battleship.

Different from the chaotic defense construction on Zvonek's side, there was even a hint of comfort inside the land speeder at this time.

Ursus-style music surrounded the headquarters, and a group of senior Ursus officers gathered around a large sand table. On the sand table, Casimir's various knights were beaten and fled away, leaving behind their armor. A limited few were still there. Those who resisted were simply because of their strong combat effectiveness, but Ursus's army relied on the cooperation of various arms to win great results with minimal battle losses. In the eyes of the commanders present, this was another completely useless battle. The victory of doubt.

A commander raised the goblet in his hand and celebrated loudly:

"Everyone, please raise your glass. Thanks to your correct and rigorous command, we have won another great victory for His Majesty!"

All the officers raised their glasses in return.

"You seem a little unhappy?"

Behind the crowd, a young officer approached an old man in military uniform.

The old man has a tough face and white beard and hair, but there are two strokes of blue and yellow feathers on the sides of his ears, showing his identity as a divine citizen. He is wearing an Ursus military uniform coat, holding a knife in one hand and a tall foot in the other. The cup, in the cup, is undrunk wine.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, Semyon, I just don't think we should celebrate while the battlefield has not subsided."

The old general Herage said slowly:

"Also, I have always opposed drinking during wartime."

"Haha, you are still so meticulous."

Semyon put down his wine glass and said to Herage:

"When our front line advances to Sunset Canyon and the fortress is built, I will lead the team with you. I will lead the artillery, and you will lead the elite of hundreds of battles. We will work together to rush to Zvonek and take the lead. !”

"Yeah." Herage nodded, but his many years of military career made him worried for no reason, so he asked:

"Have you cleared out the Silver Spear Pegasus knights that were surrounded earlier?"

"It's almost there. There aren't many left. Barclay will personally lead the team. It will probably be over soon." Semyon replied.

Ok……

"Report!" The messenger who suddenly broke in broke the comfort and brought a new battle report.

"What's going on?" an officer responded.

"A call from Chief Barclay! They were suddenly attacked by a small group of enemy troops, requesting support from artillery and crossbowmen!"

"A small enemy force still needs support? Is Barclay's skills as good as his hair?"

All the officers laughed.

"Which order of knights did Barclay encounter?"

Herage pushed aside the people beside him, stood up and asked.

"According to Chief Barclay, it's the Knights of the Silver Spear!"

"Impossible!" an officer retorted, "There are not many Silver Spear Pegasus left!"

How dare they attack the Ursus army, which is hundreds of times their size?

"Barclay won't lie." Herage made a judgment and said loudly:

"Semyon, bring your artillery and rush to the rescue of Barclay!"

"Yes!"

Xie Miao took the order and went out. Herage also arranged his military uniform and held the general's sword in his hand.

"General Herage? Do you want to appear in person?"

Herage nodded. He had already realized that this sudden appearance of the team was the source of his discomfort. There was about to be a turning point in this one-sided battlefield!

In the land cruiser, two officers were about to rush to help, but Cyril and others in the deep battlefield did not know.

At this time, Shen Muke had only one thought, and that was to try his best to gain time!

He followed Cyril and others to fight back against Ursus, and only traveled for about three hours before encountering Ursus' vanguard. In order to gain time, they had to abandon the sword-and-shield cooperation and mount lances directly.

Thanks to the skillful battle formations of the Casimir Knights, Shen Muke and others quickly created a breakthrough, and then rushed straight into the enemy formation, rushing left and right, looking for the trapped Silver Spear Pegasus.

Then, Shen Muke and others encountered the first resistance of the trip - the Ursus Raiders.

These attackers were led by the famous Ursus general, Barclay, nicknamed the Bald Butcher. They were the only unit in the Ursus army that was not as fast as the Kuranta Knights. However, because they lost their speed advantage, Silver Spear Pegasus's The obstacles get bigger!

The saber in his hand fell heavily mixed with thunder, and Shen Muke chopped down an attacker. Thanks to several years of military service, Shen Muke didn't vomit or anything, but the pressure in his heart did not decrease.

"There is no time. We must get in touch with the trapped Silver Spear Pegasus as soon as possible and then evacuate as soon as possible!"

Thanks to his education in military theory, Shen Muke realized the horror of "coordinated operations" more deeply than other knights.

With the popularization of military knowledge, most modern people know something about coordinated operations. However, if you have a deeper understanding, you will know that the difference between an army that will cooperate with others and those that will not is better than a flock of sheep and a pack of wolves. The difference is still big.

Casimir is a single type of cavalry. Each knight may have different weapons, but the differences in tactics are not big. Ursus is different. Years of war have tempered the extremely powerful coordination and coordination of the Ursus army. Cooperation and the mixing of multiple arms far exceeds the effect of 1+1=2. Using a single backward arm to fight such an army is a nightmare in itself!

Looking at these assaulters in front of him, Shen Muke was anxious. He knew that in less than a quarter of an hour, new reinforcements from Ursus would arrive, maybe crossbowmen; maybe artillery; maybe warlocks; or simply, a direct encounter.

Elite in all battles!

"Drink!" Cyril held a shield and shot away an attacker, and leaned next to Shen Muke:

"Boy! You can control lightning, but can you make thunder?!"

"Yes, Sir Cyril!"

Shen Muke nodded, with 60% of the power of thunder being enough to make the thunder reverberate through the wilderness.

"That's great!" Cyril said: "Use your thunder to attract the knights of the Silver Spear Pegasus to move towards us!"

Shen Muke said worriedly:

"Your Excellency Cyril, there are shelling sounds everywhere on the battlefield now. Simple thunder cannot attract attention...and my thunder cannot be understood by Silver Spear Pegasus!"

"So if you want to attract attention, you need not only sound, but also light, right?"

Cyril smiled, and then suddenly shouted: "Silver Spear Pegasus! Back to me!"

All the knights reacted, holding swords and shields, and surrounded Cyril to form a defensive formation.

Shen Muke suddenly realized it. He turned his back to Cyril and raised the military flag high, letting it unfold in the wind.

"Agaritu! Thunder!"

"understand!"

boom -

Deafening thunder rolled in, and Shen Muke used all his spiritual energy to let the thunder resound through the sky.

Behind it, light appeared!

Like the scorching sun falling from the nine heavens, and like the everlasting divine fire burning the world, when Cyril's golden light lit up, there was only darkness in the eyes of the Ursus people.

"Not good!" Herage, who rushed over in a hurry, saw this scene from a distance, and his heart rang with alarm bells.

In the encirclement of Ursus, the remaining Silver Spear Pegasus first heard the rolling thunder, and then saw an unforgettable spectacle——

In the bright golden light, the tall Pegasus raised its shield. Under the dazzling light, the young man with antlers held the flag high. The light enveloped his whole body, and the thunder danced under his figure.