Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

Action, assault.

The high-speed gears rotate rapidly under the armor, the steam engine fueled by crystal ore powder spits out white smoke, and the flashing rune module frame and floating stone emit a blue-purple shimmer under the armor.

They are alive and sometimes dead.

Move forward with an attitude of indifference, and serve mankind loyally.

Steam machinery structure.

A creation of human civilization on another technological route.

monster.

The enemy in the other world of the castle came into close contact with this kind of heavy machinery for the first time, with each step making a dull or crisp clicking sound, and watched the opponent walk in front of him.

Pure white.

no.

Pure black.

no.

A gray army.

During the war, he had learned to detach his emotions and replace the gentle and kind person with a cold and indifferent commander.

This fortress is the burial place of the Magic Empire's fourth advance team, just as he made the mountain gorge the burial place of the first advance team.

A general only serves his own strategy.

This is the chessboard he shaped for himself.

The small steam engine soldier can lower his body and attack with the infantry, and his three-meter-tall body can barely squeeze into the large castle door.

It raised the simple shield nailed with iron sheets again to cover the advancement of the soldiers beside it in this narrow space.

The long bows of the elven guards could not penetrate the shields in their hands. The fireball and ice spear techniques of the war mage could also be done, and the magic bullets of the line infantry were even more possible.

Not to mention that their close combat experience is far greater than that of the well-trained territorial infantry. The territorial infantry who use breech-loading guns to shoot quickly are already much better in terms of fire suppression.

There is no suspense in the battle. If the supervising team existed, they would have ended this battle long ago.

"..."

Surrendered.

He would rather the opponent held high the flag of the Magic Empire and fought to the last moment, or raised the white flag and surrendered to him as a group of defeated soldiers.

Ji Lin had no way to deal with the surrendering army.

Territory troops 놊 will stop, 놊 can stop.

It is absolutely impossible for Ji Lin to abandon his maneuverability advantage and enter a fortification state to tie himself up.

Territorial troops that can maneuver at any time on the cloud layer have supreme mobility and intelligence advantages, but they have no extra manpower and no rear in the conventional sense.

He should have made a plan that would cause less harm to both parties.

The least painful solution now is to cause more injuries at this time.

But if the other side feels that they still have a chance of victory, they will try their best to seize this chance to prolong the invasion.

Ji Lin overlooked the battlefield from a high altitude, and he fundamentally destroyed the enemy's hope of victory.

Channel this fear to the enemy formations.

Make them fearful, make them afraid.

The unknown is the real fear.

Ji Lin had been formulating combat plans for days and days just for this moment, reconnaissance and preparation, and this work was repeated twice.

Then destroy the portal and complete his true mission.

The battle is over. There are only one enemy out of ten, and there are only more than a hundred prisoners of war.

Nearly 10% of them are elves, and the remaining 20% ​​are spellcasters.

Alicia looked at Ji Lin walking towards these prisoners of war from the floating command ship, and realized what he wanted to do.

She gritted her teeth and asked the Skitarii to unfold their armor, jumped off the armor and walked quickly to Ji Lin.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Lin waved Chang Heng 놊놚 to come closer and asked softly.

Alicia shook her head and pointed to the Skitarii she was wearing. The magical construct wearing white armor stretched out his hand and saluted Ji Lin.

"It can destroy and paralyze a person."

It completely destroys a spellcaster's ability to cast spells, forever.

The Skitarii opened his palm, and a pure white arc flashed across his palm, demonstrating his ability to Ji Lin. The power of divine magic will instantly overload the potential in the caster's body, leaving him permanently unable to cast spells.

The execution of this process will paralyze the target for a considerable period of time.

Skitarii, responsible for war and trial.

"Thanks."

Ji Lin looked at the bastion with wolf smoke floating in the distance, and at Alicia's face that showed no emotion.

She knows that she is a heavy person...Does she hope that she will become that kind of person...

The divine spell sequence of the Light God Sect, 꿗놋, contains spells related to judgment and weakening, which are very sufficient. If the opponent's spellcasting ability is permanently destroyed and left in a weak state for a long time.

Ji Lin's needs are also met, and such defeated soldiers can be handed over to the natives of this world for disposal/trial.

The fourth advance team also exists again.

"Sorry, I still need to trouble you."

Completely abolish their spellcasting ability and weaken their combat effectiveness, and then they can be safely handed over to the indigenous people of this world.

This was within the scope of work of the Skitarii, and they did not refuse.

They grab the hand of a spellcaster, and the magical flash is transmitted along its hand to the opponent's body, completely overloading and destroying the opponent's spellcasting ability.

For those who do not have the ability to cast spells, they will draw a light-forged spike from the body and insert it into the opponent's body. The spike will make the opponent weak for a long time - the Skitarii usually use this method to deal with it. criminal.

Ji Lin watched the Skitarii finish dealing with all 100 prisoners of war. They habitually stood beside the prisoners as guards.

Now these defeated were no different from ordinary people. Apart from the knowledge in their heads, they were even like healthy natives.

Making the former spellcasters unable to cast spells again was, in a sense, a plan that was more painful for them than killing them.

The system retracted its recorded sight and moved Ji Lin's task assignment direction along a new direction indicator.

Back in the command ship, Ji Lin sat in his room and looked at the wooden wall.

Alicia knocked on the door and opened it, walked in and sat next to him.

"Are you tired?"

Ji Lin nodded and said nothing.

Is it mental fatigue or physical fatigue?

Alicia tilted her head and said softly.

"That system is such a jerk."

He didn't refute, he just wanted to sit next to Alicia and close his eyes to rest for a while, he was a little tired.

"This is my job."

I want to close my eyes and rest for a while.

"Yeah."

The girl pressed Ji Lin's shoulder and let him rest on her closed legs, through a layer of extremely soft and exquisite priest uniform.