【Joan of Arc】（from the Fate series）
Name: Joan of Arc
Level: 1
Race: Heroic Spirit (Pays 0.1 mana per minute of activity)
Personal combat power level: B [Hero]
Special Skills: Magic Resistance (EX), Revelation (A), Charisma (C), Noble Phantasm (A, C) [Insufficient Level]
Command bonus: Late Middle Ages (25%), Momentum (50%), Siege (25%), Command Genius (75%), Spiritual Leadership (100%, for specific arms)
Command limit: Division
The smile that had just appeared on Bai Hua's face disappeared. This truly was a Heroic Spirit, and he still had to pay for it. As mentioned in the class introduction, the General class had no mana bar, so Bai Hua was paying for it with his own human vitality, which was only 1 at most. In other words, if he stayed for more than three minutes, Bai Hua's life would be in danger.
It's really Ultraman.
"The troops are drawing, but don't draw some magic number this time."
The purple light reappeared, but the card had turned from the golden color of Jeanne d'Arc to pure black. A picture of four people sitting in a helicopter appeared. They were all girls, but they were holding guns. Compared to Jeanne d'Arc, they looked more normal, wearing knee pads and mechanical exoskeletons.
【404 Team】（Source: Girls Frontline）
Name: 404 Team
Level: 1
Organization: Team (4)
Quality: S [Epic]
System: Submachine Gun (2) Assault Rifle (2)
Tactics: Modern Infantry Tactics
Command: Zener Protocol
Special Skills: Mind Cloud (S), Puppet Humanoid (A), Electronic Warfare (B), Tactical Humanoid (B), Illegal Humanoid (B), Tactical Elite (C)
Cost: 100 points per replenishment.
Bai Hua curled his lips. It was really a lucky draw. At the beginning, good cards were really a luxury.
[You received an invitation to your old friend Bilbo's birthday. You are a famous ranger among humans.]
Bai Hua chose to accept the identity assigned by the space. Now he was standing in a dark forest. The howling of wolves could be heard all around him.
"Damn it, summon the army." He had to face this kind of thing right from the start. And from his perspective, those weren't just wolves; to be more precise, they were Orc wolf riders.
Sauron's minions. Legend has it that orcs are descended from corrupted elves or humans, but Bai Hua remembered one thing clearly: these guys were not weak, and some could even fight against legendary heroes.
[“404 Team” has entered the battlefield]
A sudden gunshot.
Bai Hua thought about it, then squatted under a tree with his head in his hands. He didn't want to be hit by a stray bullet.
Introduction:
Yes or no, Bai Hua clicked on the air in the middle.
A one-man team of reincarnationists, but his profession is "General", so the situation is different.
The worlds I will definitely visit include: The Lord of the Rings (Middle-earth), Fate (I will visit multiple series), Transformers, Girls (Gundam) Frontline, Arknights, Dark Souls, etc. (please leave a message if you want to see any).
The protagonist's profession "General" allows him to recruit characters to become generals, spend points to draw troops, and research war weapons, but his own combat capabilities are greatly reduced.
... "Dark Lord? That's not what you said when you were bullied by the dog?"
"Knight King, the plate armor you're wearing only existed in the fourteenth century. Did you travel through time?"
"I used to be a non-official, but I was beaten by the military and lost my memory, and became a doctor."
"It's impossible to pass on the fire. Kill me if you dare! Ahhh! Big sis! I love passing on the fire the most!"
…
Simply put, it is a story about a reincarnation with an army.
(The following is the beginning of a previous short story.)
Black Sunday
B Bolin's Friends
one
Long ago, back in the countryside, Alesia also loved gazing at the stars. In her mud house back home, sitting in a chariot with her head leaning against the turret, she couldn't quite find that feeling anymore. It had been over a decade, busy with various things, and she hadn't been back to this place.
Today, I had my men drive the tanks here under the pretext of an exercise.
"General, what are you recalling?" the commander asked, sticking his head out.
"You want to know?"
"I think, it is said that your early life was quite legendary."
"Oh, then don't blame me, an old woman, for nagging. This story, starting with a chance encounter, is a story about courage and strength."
…
"Woo--!" The train was running anxiously, and the huge noise made the girl in the seat very uncomfortable. She was holding a huge linen backpack in her arms, and she looked rustic and poor. Around her were some respectable people dressed in luxurious clothes.
The gentleman opposite him kept frowning, and his wife even took out her handkerchief and held her nose to it.
"Why did you buy a first-class ticket? Are you here to humiliate us?"
The girl wanted to cry but had no tears, and shrank into the corner again. There was indeed only this one ticket in the envelope she received.
Two hours later, she arrived at the station and walked through the crowd that automatically separated. Suddenly, a knife cut open her sack and the things inside fell to the ground.
Those who were about to laugh fell silent. On the ground was a 30-centimeter black wooden handle and a set of combined armor. Only one kind of person would carry such a thing around: an "Imperial Warrior."
Splitting shells, dodging bullets, telekinesis, mind reading, optical invisibility, teleportation, an existence chosen by God among humans.
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