Can't I develop my own character?

Casradi thought.

...

...

Just as Ryan was planning to deal with the Eye of Dawn and Dusk.

On the other side, at the southeastern border of the Northern Federation, in the former territory of the Kingdom of Rugen, a highly anticipated war is raging.

This was a "rich war" between 30,000 people and 10,000 people, but no one expected that within less than half an hour of the two sides' contact, the 10,000-strong army sent by the Northern Federation for a tentative attack was defeated by the 5,000-strong army of Arcadia!

An hour later, the Arcadia officer ordered the entire army to attack, with 7,000 sword and shield soldiers forming an offensive array and 3,000 musketeer cavalry as the main attackers, killing the Northern Federation troops without any chance of fighting back.

"Counterattack! Maintain the formation! Don't panic!!!"

"Damn it, why are their musketeers so powerful?!"

"How many rounds of ammunition were fired in this minute?!"

The Northern Federation commanders were horrified to discover that even though it was just muskets against muskets, the power was not at the same level at all!

Not only was their lethality lower, but their rate of fire was also significantly slower. Their muskets could only fire three or four rounds a minute, while the enemy could fire dozens. With such a huge gap, how could they possibly win?!

Although there are only 3,000 musketeers, their firepower output is enough to match that of tens of thousands of normal musketeers!

And they are highly mobile cavalry!

The commander of the Northern Federation did not want to make excuses for his failure, but at this moment he really wanted to ask why the gap was so big?

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!!!"

In less than an hour, the battle, which the federal officers had determined had a 70% chance of winning, was decided. In the end, the federal army retreated to Miluo City with less than 4,000 people, intending to hold on and wait for reinforcements.

However, the Arcadia Army did not give them any chance to breathe. When the roar of artillery fire rang out, the officers of the Northern Federation once again witnessed what a super-powerful firepower strike was. Not only the power of muskets, but even the power of cannons was completely on a different level!

"Haha! This bunch of backward barbarians from the Northern Federation, do they really think that this city wall can stop our attack?" The Arcadian army looked at the commander of this siege, the Earl of Arcadia and Major General Williams, and laughed.

He called the people of the Northern Federation barbarians, and the officers around him nodded in agreement. From a technical point of view, they completely crushed the opponent.

"The Northern Federation is nothing more than a mob. Without Wildea, what threat can they pose?"

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"Don't be careless. This war is the first shot in our conquest of the Northern Federation... no, the conquest of the Northern Continent. We must win with honor!"

"Don't worry at all. Thanks to Her Majesty, the musket is already a product of the past. Welcome to the age of rifles."

The roar of war and the screams in the distance formed a sharp contrast with the chatter and laughter of the Arcadian officers.

Williams chuckled faintly, "The Northern Federation is just the beginning. The August Empire is the biggest obstacle to our conquest of the Northern Continent. However, with Her Majesty the Empress leading us, this is nothing to worry about."

"Sir Williams, since this is the first shot, let the flame burn more vigorously." said an officer.

"what do you mean?"

"Although this border city is not big, it should have over a hundred thousand people inside. It's enough to intimidate those cowards of the Northern Federation."

"Massacre the city?" Williams was startled, then raised his lips and said, "That's a good suggestion. Let's do it."

As he was speaking, a loud bang was heard. The city wall finally couldn't hold up under the bombardment of artillery fire, and the location connecting to the city gate was completely blown open!

Miluo City was an ordinary border town with weak defenses, unable to withstand the ravages of the Arcadian army. They hadn't even deployed a supernatural death squad. The moment the city gates were breached, the army simply pressed forward. The federal army, having lost the will to resist, was no exception and was defeated in an instant.

In the end, only a few officers of the Northern Federation fled with their personal guards. Behind them was the burning city of Miluo, and the desperate cries of 100,000 people of the Federation resounded through the world!

......

boom!

The capital of the Northern Federation.

In the conference room.

Mortis slammed the table angrily, his gray, empty eyes sweeping over the group of federal ministers.

"In less than a day, 30,000 men were defeated? Who can tell me how this battle was fought?! Even if they were 30,000 pigs, it would take the Arcadia army ages to capture them!"

The ministers all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"Lord Hulls."

“Yes, yes.”

"I should have instructed that the Federation Army be equipped with the latest Winchester muskets, right? But why did I find out that those guns were the obsolete ones from the previous generation? You let the Federation soldiers fight against the Arcadian Empire with weapons that could jam or even explode at any time?!"

"Your Majesty, I...I didn't. I just wanted to save some money for the Federation, so..."

"Still trying to quibble!" Mortis shouted, "Come, take him away and burn him at the stake!"

Hels's face turned pale and he knelt down: "Your Majesty, spare my life!!!"

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

Two soldiers came in and dragged Hulls out.

Desperate cries filled the conference room.

The ministers were silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.

They really didn't expect this kind of result. 30,000 people against 10,000 people, and in less than a day, they were defeated miserably, and the whole city was massacred?!

They originally thought that this war would last for at least ten days to half a month, and would not really begin until the arrival of the regular army of the Arcadia Empire. As for this kind of small-scale fighting, they did not need to worry too much when they had an absolute numerical advantage. Instead, they should take advantage of the war to stuff gold coins into their pockets.

Hels was the most extreme one, and some of the people present had stuffed some gold coins into their pockets and were sweating profusely.

"His Majesty."

At this time, a noble with a white beard said in a deep voice, "I have received news that the weapons used by the Arcadian army are not muskets, but a type of 'rifle' with great lethality and rapid firing. Even their cannons are far more powerful than ours. This is a crushing technological victory that transcends time."

"Of course I know this." Mortis looked at the minister. "Duke Shane, what do you propose?"

"The Arcadia Empire launched a sudden attack, even concealing the news of their new weaponry. They must be aiming to conquer the Northern Federation. With our current strength, a head-on attack is hopeless."

Shane shook his head.

A single vanguard army was enough to make them flee in panic.

The Watcher army hasn't even appeared yet.

So even if the war hasn't officially started, there's no need to think about it, there's no hope.

"I suggest we seek help from the August Empire. Arcadia is advancing into the Northern Continent. The Northern Federation and August are inextricably linked. If we are destroyed, August will be next. Although August is powerful, they will probably be unable to withstand Arcadia's new rifle technology. Therefore, the probability of them agreeing to join forces with us is very high."

Mortis was silent for a moment, then looked at the others: "What do you think?"

"I second the proposal."

"Duke Shane is right. Now we can only seek help from the Augustus Empire."

"..."

"..."

...

"What the hell? Are these senior time travelers developing technology and conquering other worlds?"

Of course, Ryan was the first to receive the battle report from the Northern Federation.

Then, to be honest, I was a little confused.

We agreed that everyone would use muskets, so how did you invent the rifle?

The key point is that this matter has been concealed from everyone. Ryan investigated the information about Arcadia and found that the technology tree should be similar to that of Augustus in theory, but the weapons are actually an era ahead. Who can he complain to?

"Isn't this a so-called miracle?"

Ryan rubbed his chin.

Many of the technologies of the Rhea continent were excavated from the previous era, and a large part of them came from God's gift.

For example, a musket.

Rifles usually only exist in relics of extraordinary powers, such as the ultra-long-range rifle of 'Ina'. It is impossible for everyone in the world to have one, otherwise there would be no war to fight.

Judging from the battle report, although the rifles used by Arcadia were not as advanced as those in Ryan's era, they were still far ahead of muskets. This was a product of epoch-making significance.

Rifle vs. musket, is there any need to see the result?

Not to mention three thousand people, even if there were only one thousand people, judging by the discipline of the Arcadia army, they would be able to defeat the Northern Federation. After all, they are light cavalry, and they will definitely run faster with horses than without them, right?

Of course, it would be a different story if a team of extraordinary people were sent out.

However, Ryan is now a little concerned about how powerful these rifles are, because muskets are actually threatening to extraordinary people. If they are replaced with rifles, then extraordinary people below level three may be killed if they rush over.

In this case, the puppet will be more effective because it is very durable.

Ryan thought of Hainuo, and wondered if the dean's puppetry had made any substantial progress over the past period of time.

Anyway, the previous batch of puppets were said to be at level three, four, or five, but their combat power was no match for the extraordinary ones, and they were a bit too bulky. They were okay for charging head-on, but their fighting style was monotonous and not flexible enough.

And if the cannon is really powerful enough, it would be so difficult to repair it if it explodes.

Ryan gave orders to Motis, asking him to first figure out the situation of the rifle, test its power, speed, and the possibility of copying it.

However, he did not hold out much hope for its replication and development. This thing would definitely require very high technical skills, and might even incorporate the power of the extraordinary. As far as he knew, there was a profession called "craftsman" on the Earth Passage, who specialized in making equipment.

Arcadia has been planning for so long, how could it be possible for someone to steal the technology so easily? Even if it could be stolen, it might take a long time, and during this time, Arcadia's cavalry would trample upon the capital of the Northern Federation.

So worried!

Ryan didn't expect that while he was still fighting the barbarians here, he was mistaken for a barbarian by others.

...

In the afternoon, Ryan went to the castle to attend the three-person tea party prepared by Heino.

It has been a long time since I last saw Casradi. Her Royal Highness the Princess was wearing a violet long dress, her long golden hair was shining, she had a sweet smile, and she exuded a sense of ease and happiness that was visible to the naked eye.

From the perspective of lying down, Casradi is really comparable to Amabena, but the former has laid down her mind in the competition for the throne. She is more focused on studying and researching magic and doing things that interest her.

And Kasladi is indeed talented. After the old emperor's death, her cultivation has made rapid progress and she is now sprinting towards becoming a fifth-level transcendent.

Well, she is a filial daughter just like Amabena.

"Lian, long time no see. I heard about your experience in the Kingdom of Lot. Thanks to you, Augustus was able to successfully capture Wildea." Casradi smiled elegantly.

"That's all thanks to Her Majesty the Empress. I was just running errands."

Ryan's gaze lingered for a moment on Kasiladi's long, white legs, then turned to look at Hainuo, "Ms. Hainuo, I have something to ask you."

"You say." Hainuo picked up the black tea, took a sip, and put down the teacup.

"How's your puppetry research going? Compared to the last batch, I mean."

"Why are you interested in puppetry?"

"It's just a feasibility consideration for future battlefields."

Ryan recounted the war between the Northern Federation and Arcadia.

Hainuo frowned slightly: "Rifle... developed by the Earth Passage profession?"

"Ms. Heino also knows this?"

"I've been to the Eastern Continent and witnessed the miracles of the Earth Goddess. The Earth bears all things and is the source of all civilizations. Rumor has it that the destruction of civilizations is recorded within the Earth. Her temple records the technologies of many ancient civilizations. I also learned puppetry on the Eastern Continent."

"Unfortunately, I'm not a craftsman, and my ability to interpret technology is far from that great. Rumor has it that craftsmen's professional ability is to analyze civilization's technology. They often listen to the voice of God, and then interpret and gain knowledge from it."

"However, craftsmen are extremely rare, and every time they appear, they bring significant significance to the innovation of world technology. It's no exaggeration to call them messengers of God."

Ryan was a little surprised. How could a craftsman be so precious? It sounded like it had the same status as a Star Knight, not a chosen one, but still considered half-chosen.

It seems that Arcadia has picked up a treasure, no wonder it took the initiative to start a war.

Because the interpretation of technology requires craftsmen, this is actually the result of the presentation of extraordinary power. Ordinary people cannot make it even if they are given the materials, and the effect will not be right.

The existence of a craftsman is an understanding that transcends levels.

But when the overall technological civilization reaches that level, everything will become natural and ordinary people will be able to master those technologies.

But it is obviously impossible at the moment. We are running a steam engine here, and even if we give him a complete set of magnetic levitation technology, he won't be able to understand it.

"If we want to deal with the Arcadia Empire, is it possible to involve it through naval military means?" Heino suddenly said.

"Sea route? Shipbuilding?"

"According to what you said, if we fight the Arcadian army head-on, I'm afraid only the Holy Blood Army, or perhaps the Moonlight Knights, can rival them. But if we don't engage in direct combat, we can still intimidate Arcadia through naval strikes. I have a good friend who's deeply interested in warship technology. She once used her family's assets to build a small destroyer whose performance far surpasses that of the warships currently deployed in combat."