Mystery: A Spark

“Our airship force is about the same as theirs, and we don’t have a professional paratrooper force either,” Arthur shook his head.

"Tsk, that's true," Klein said with some regret.

Seeing the scene of smoke and fire, he was momentarily reminded of the two world wars in his previous life, forgetting that the development of military technology and concepts in this era was far from adequate and could not support airborne operations at all.

"And even if we successfully board the ship, without sufficient combat power, we simply cannot eliminate the enemy. The opposing general is an iron-blooded knight; that's his home turf." Long Ze'er also didn't think much of this plan.

They had just learned some intelligence about the other side from the lieutenant general, including the identity of the opposing general.

Anton Einhorn, a demigod from the royal family of Fussac, holds the rank of General.

But he was not yet the highest-ranking commander in the war.

According to intelligence gathered by MI9, the highest commander of the Fussac forces was also from the royal family, a war bishop, who was currently in the north in charge of the attack on Wintershire.

“The Iron-Blooded Knights, guarded by an army, are quite formidable in combat. If we want to kill them, we'll probably have to send several of them. And this is just their general; we can't rule out the possibility that they have other demigods.” Arthur agreed with Longzel’s point of view.

He himself was a Predator Knight, and he knew very well how difficult it was to deal with Predators Knights with armies.

When accompanied by teammates, the Predator Knight can link itself with its teammates as a whole, sharing vision and hearing, and can also distribute damage evenly among all teammates when it takes damage.

Of course, this is on the premise that these teammates must accept the Iron Knight's command.

Therefore, the Iron Knights guarded by the army can be described as indestructible cockroaches, with an almost bug-like ability to withstand damage.

To paraphrase a classic line from Arthur's past life, "As long as his teammates are alive, the Iron Knight will not suffer."

In this situation, the Iron Knight also possesses one of the best physical damage output capabilities among all methods.

The Reaper's ability to exploit weaknesses has been enhanced after the upgrade, allowing it to be used more frequently and with increased power.

In addition, the Iron Knight can turn any ordinary object into a terrifying weapon.

The idea that falling petals or plucked leaves could cause injury might be an exaggeration, but for Arthur, wielding a pencil with a style far surpassing that of John Wick was quite simple.

The best way to deal with such a high-attack, high-defense sequence is to kill all of its teammates first.

But the problem is that the other side is an army, which makes things much more difficult.

If it were just a warship, Arthur could simply use Arthas's teleportation to lead his gang of henchmen over and overwhelm them.

But if it's a fleet of warships, he really has no way to deal with it.

"A frontal assault won't break through the enemy's naval gunfire, and our elite forces are outnumbered... Tsk... This is going to be really tough," Danitz sighed.

"Ultimately, it's because we don't have a well-organized navy," Anderson said casually.

Everyone fell silent.

After a while, Arthas, who had been silently perched on the wall, turned to look at Arthur's serious expression, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

Is a navy absolutely necessary?

"The position of their fleet must have been deliberately considered, allowing their naval guns to cover a considerable area while also preventing the army from forcibly boarding the ships. If the distance could be shortened, it wouldn't necessarily require the navy," Arthur replied.

"Even if we can get closer, what about the firepower blockade from the ship's guns?" Mobert asked, puzzled.

“I can ask Admiral Emilius to secretly transfer a portion of the troops from the Horachis defense line, which are used to defend against Intis, over here. They can bypass Fusak’s blockade and launch a surprise attack directly from the Horachis Mountains. This should greatly reduce their vulnerability to naval gunfire.” Arthur pointed to the layered mountains to his left.

“I see… If the old man were here, perhaps he could steal this distance. I can’t do that,” Mobert said with some regret.

“We can’t let the angels get involved in the war, or things will become very complicated.” Arthur shook his head.

After all, Pales still has enemies. Although the old man now has two Sequence 1 Extraordinary Abilities, Arthur is still not optimistic about the fight between him and Amon.

Moreover, once Pales shows up, Amon will easily be drawn to him, and the struggle between the two will inevitably attract the attention of many high-ranking people.

In that case, the current war among mortals will rapidly intensify, turning into a massive melee between angels, or even between true gods.

At that point, the situation would be completely out of Arthur's control, which is something he absolutely does not want to see.

Pales clearly understood this as well, so even though he had recovered, he remained inside Leonard's body without moving, because he felt that the current situation was somewhat strange.

Even one of the Sequence Ones who was about to become a god was killed. The intensity of the struggle really surprised him, making him almost think that he was not in the Fifth Era, but had returned to the Fourth Era where the people were more simple and honest.

At that time, the gods roamed the earth, and it was common for those in high positions to fall from grace.

Such an era is clearly very detrimental to the physical and mental health of elderly people like Pales.

Therefore, Pales had made up his mind to continue living a life of hiding and that going out to have fun was out of the question. He was even prepared to join the Church of the Night at any time and become an angel under the Goddess of Night.

After all, it was obvious that the Goddess of Night helped him recover.

As for the relationship between the Goddess of Night and Arthur, Palles had no intention of investigating it at all.

"We can't ask the old man for help, but we're not without options. We don't necessarily need angels to intervene to get those warships closer."

Arthur turned to look at Shatas and asked:

"How large a storm or tsunami can you create right now?"

“I understand what you mean, but like Mobert, I’m afraid my strength is insufficient to complete this mission. To create a storm or tsunami large enough to sweep all the warships away, it might require a Sea King,” Shatas replied.

"Is it completely impossible, or is it impossible to do it to that extent?" Arthur pressed.

There is a big difference between the two.

Mobert simply couldn't do that; his abilities didn't allow him to perform such a high-level maneuver.

However, judging from Shatas's tone, she is capable of creating storms or tsunamis, but the scale might not be enough to deal with Fussack's fleet.

“It’s impossible to do that,” Shatas said.

“Then…” Arthur’s gaze shifted to Snowman, who had remained silent.

“I can help,” Snowman said hoarsely.

“That’s probably not enough,” Shatas shook her head.

“For the rest, we can rely on the power of nature.” Arthur looked towards the distant sea.

"The power of nature?" Shatas asked, puzzled.

“That’s right.” Arthur explained with a smile, “This is the sea, and the wind is currently blowing from the southeast, from the land to the sea, but this is only temporary, because summer will be here soon.”

"When the hot summer arrives, there will inevitably be a temperature difference between the ocean and the land, which will lead to a reversal of wind direction and changes in the waves, and that will be our opportunity."

"Of course, I still need to investigate the specific weather changes, but I think this approach should be feasible. Most importantly, if you succeed in doing this, I think the Disaster Priest Potion in your body will definitely be digested significantly."

“In that case, I’ll follow your arrangements.” Shatas didn’t ask any more questions.

"Knowledge is power, right?" Klein chuckled and nudged Arthur with his elbow.

“Of course.” Arthur was clearly a little smug.

As Prime Minister Zhuge Liang once said:

“A general who is ignorant of astronomy, geography, yin and yang, divination, battle formations, and military strategy is a mediocre talent.”

Now that Arthur has found a way out of his current predicament through his knowledge of geography, how could he not feel proud?

This shows that he also has the potential to become a great general!

……

The group dispersed, and Arthur went to the command post to find Gawain Garcia and explained the situation to him.

“Recent weather records? I can help with that. I have a few old friends who live here, and I can give you an answer in a few days.” Gawain Garcia knew the importance of the matter and readily agreed.

"General, remember to keep this a secret," Arthur reminded him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle this personally.” Gawain Garcia nodded.

Back in his room, Arthur let out a long sigh of relief.

He took out a letter and intended to write to Emilius, asking him to find a way to secretly transfer the troops from the Hornachs defense line.

At that moment, Arthas spoke:

“Arthur, I feel this plan is not very reliable. Even if you create a good enough opportunity, the troops that Hornachs has brought in may not be able to complete the mission.”

“I know, but we have no other troops available, this is the best I can think of,” Arthur said as he wrote.

“No, Arthur, in fact, we still have an army,” Arthas said softly.

"Where is the army? You don't mean the militia, do you?" Arthur was focused on writing the letter and didn't pay much attention to what Arthas was saying.

“Not a militia.” Arthas walked over, pressed his claw against Arthur’s hand as he wrote the letter, and said seriously:

"I'm talking about a real army, the kind with strong combat capabilities, an army that only accepts our command."

Its name is the Scourge.

Arthur:......

Chapter 294 The time has come, let's rise up today!

The room was quiet.

Arthur and Arthas stared at each other, wide-eyed.

No one spoke.

After a while, Arthur slowly spoke and asked:

"Since when?"

“It’s been a long time.” Arthas sat obediently in his squatting position. “I had this idea when you first proposed that genocide plan.”

It tilted its little head and muttered:

"I actually want to be a peaceful little pet, but who told you to be so restless, and to do such daring things? You always come up with some terrifying big plans."

"There was no other way, so I had to make some preparations in secret beforehand, and now they've come in handy."

"You're really good." Arthur gave his puppy a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.

To be honest, the Scourge that Arthas just mentioned was indeed a pleasant surprise for him.

Because Arthur's extraordinary path had no connection with the spirit world, he had always focused his attention on humans and had hardly considered the possibility of forming an army using other creatures.

This can be considered a kind of cognitive bias.

Of course, even if he thought of it, he couldn't do it, because he didn't have the authority to do so.

Arthur knew immediately from the name Scourge that it was inextricably linked to the undead.