The Lord of the Worlds of Civilization

There was a gust of strong wind outside the house, bringing with it flying snow, and it rattled the windows.

Although his roommates who were born in the north had told him that they had reinforced the windows so that they would not be shattered by the snowstorm, Zhang Runtu still couldn't help feeling worried.

When I looked out the window, it was completely white, and I couldn't see anything.

"How long will this blizzard last?"

"If it is fast, it will take ten days and a half a month. If it is slow, it will take a month or two. It is not uncommon."

The roommate who said this was completely accustomed to it.

After all, for their northern tribes, blizzards are frequent visitors every winter.

So at this time, going door to door, they always stock up enough food for them to survive the whole winter at home. If the snowstorm keeps falling, they can survive the whole winter safely even if they stay at home.

But Zhang Runtu, as an out-and-out Central Plains native, has never experienced such a terrible thing!

Upon hearing this, the whole person was like a ghost.

Originally, according to the expectation, it was time to return after staying here for a week, but the sudden blizzard warning suddenly stopped him here.

At that time, Zhang Runtu fought for it a little bit.

But according to Li Ge's words, if they were halfway there and a blizzard suddenly blew up, they would probably die on the way.

When Zhang Runtu heard this, he naturally lost his mind on the spot.

Looking at the blizzard outside the window at this time, I felt so fortunate in my heart.

But at the same time, let him stay in this icy and snowy place for a month or two, that would be really terrible...

All of a sudden, the mood is also very complicated.

"Runtu, what are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Zhang Runtu suddenly came to his senses, and then shook his head.

"No, nothing."

While talking, the roommate sitting opposite brought him a bowl of hot soup.

"Now that it's snowing heavily, I'm still idle. Tell us something about the south."

Zhang Runtu was not unhappy about this, after all, these roommates had taken good care of him during the past two weeks.

However, when it comes to things in the south, Zhang Runtu really didn't know where to start, so he simply asked...

"What do you want to hear?"

"whatever."

"Yes, anything!"

As the people of the northern tribes, although they have lived in Beishan City and Baihe City, strictly speaking, these two cities belong to the Central Plains, but they do not belong to the South. What is the south of world civilization like?

In this way, Zhang Runtu just said it casually.

As an employee of a building materials company, he has traveled a lot in various cities and regions. Therefore, to a certain extent, Zhang Runtu can be regarded as well-informed.

The goblin city with advanced technology, the dwarf city placed on the mountains and hills, the elf city with beautiful scenery that coexists with nature, and the mirror city that is the capital of their civilization in all worlds.

Although in this era of increasingly convenient transportation, there are basically trains between cities. If you really want to go, anyone can go, which is no longer a capital to show off. The whole person still became joyful, and even the severe cold around him was gradually forgotten by him.

At the same time, all the roommates were fascinated by what they heard, and one of them asked repeatedly...

"Runtu Runtu, you said that the ancient elf tree is really that tall?"

"Of course."

While speaking, Zhang Runtu gestured quite neatly.

"Let me tell you, that ancient elf tree, the part at the top of the tree, is about to grow into the clouds! Do you think it's tall?"

Several roommates imagined for a moment, then nodded their heads one after another.

"There is also the elf dragon's lair, which is on top of the ancient elf tree. Let me tell you, that elf dragon is awesome. The one with the big head is like a hill..."

Having said that, Zhang Runtu took a sip of hot soup, breathed a sigh of relief, and then spoke again...

"Since we talked about the fairy dragon, the march of the setting sun, have you heard of it?"

Several roommates shook their heads together, and Zhang Runtu couldn't help but feel a little shy.

"In that battle, His Majesty the Emperor personally rode the Faerie Dragon and went on an expedition to the Sunset Mountains. At that time..."

Chapter 1659, Predict the enemy's opportunity

There was a blizzard blowing on the side of Rinwinter City, and with the transmission of the news, Luo Ji naturally learned of the situation immediately.

This can be regarded as one of his specific events every winter, but carelessness must not be careless, and the things that should be dealt with must be handled seriously.

This winter is definitely not difficult for their Myriad Realms civilization. Compared with the No. 15 sea area, the life of the two Fusang players is really difficult.

Years of wars have exhausted the supplies they hoarded in the early years, and at the same time, the damn profiteers have disappeared. Now the supply of supplies depends entirely on the production in their territory for a year.

This is placed on weekdays, and the output is naturally enough.

But now is a special time!

Most of the territory of one of the Fusang players has even been occupied, resulting in a significant drop in productivity. Naturally, the grain harvest this autumn is not very good-looking. All kinds of situations piled up together, so that the life of the two Fusang players will be over at once. I feel sad.

Facing this kind of predicament, facing another Fusang player's request for food, no matter how unwilling the other party is, he has to give it.

There is no choice, the two of them are already grasshoppers on the same rope, if one of them falls, the other will not even try to escape.

Before winter, the fall of the forest fortress could be said to have dealt them a heavy blow, and the appearance of the opponent's air unit directly brought them full of despair.

Now if you want to deal with it, you can only learn from the previous Rakshasa players and desperately develop anti-aircraft guns with stronger range and power.

During this period, the only thing they can be thankful for is that they have gained a whole winter's respite.

On this continent, a heavy snow directly blocked the mountain road, and at a glance, looking at the vast white snow, even Zhou Yi had no intention of forcibly marching.

Anyway, the army under his command has been fighting continuously for a year, and it happened to take the opportunity of winter to take a good rest.

Now let the time flow, winter goes to spring, seasons change, this spring is undoubtedly severe for the two Fusang players, because they all know what they need to face next.

After a whole winter's rest, Zhou Yi's commanding army set off again with enough energy, pushing all the way towards the hinterland of the opposite Fusang player.

The cities along the way fell one after another. For this, the players in Fusang were obviously mentally prepared long ago.

Even in winter, he has already moved people and supplies.

Snatching a few empty cities did not have much impact on Zhouyi, because he knew in his heart that the army from Fusang's side would definitely meet at the next fortress!

It took him more than three months to occupy the city along the way, passing through the mountain forest area, and the entire terrain gradually entered the plain.

In the next second, the roar of artillery fire sounded from a distance!

Thanks to their familiarity with the terrain, the Fusang Artillery Unit, which had long been ambushing in a distant forest, escaped aerial reconnaissance, and at the same time, saw the opportunity and launched a super long-distance attack on them!

A wave of skills was used directly, and Zhou Yi quickly raised a wave of morale while stabilizing the situation.

During this period, the reconnaissance airship flying in the air on the radar communication vehicle also confirmed the coordinates of the enemy's artillery unit at the first time and sent a message.

"Confirm the bombardment coordinates, counterattack!!"

Amidst the roar, the artillery troops under Zhou Yi quickly spread out the artillery formation and launched a counterattack.

At the same time, above the sky, the goblin bombers were slowly dispatched.

Air Force Colonel Gao Yi, who confirmed the battle situation below, did not lock his target on Fusang's artillery unit, but landed directly on the lush forest land.

In this kind of plain area with a wide view, if the Fusang army wanted to hide, they could basically hide in the woodland.

After thinking up to this point, I only heard Gao Yi speak in a cold voice...

"Toggle napalm."

No need to talk nonsense, at the same time as the goblin airships flew over the woodland, a series of aerial bombs were dropped in the bomb bay without waiting for the response from the other side.

Amidst the roaring sound, the flames soaring into the sky mixed with billowing black smoke caused the entire fire to spread rapidly, instantly turning those woodlands into a sea of ​​flames, and the astonishingly high temperature of nearly [-] degrees took away all the lives around them.

Looking down from a high altitude, a large number of Fusang troops hiding in the woodland are like a large dense black ants, screaming and escaping from the hell-like sea of ​​fire.

As for those who did not escape, they would naturally stay inside forever...

This bombing, tons of AOE damage is enough to completely dumbfound Fusang General on the opposite side.

Originally, they thought that the airship on the opposite side would give priority to locking and attacking their artillery units. For this reason, they even prepared anti-aircraft guns in advance, and they would fire immediately as soon as the opponent appeared.

How could it have been imagined that the opponent directly maintained the altitude, flew all the way to the rear, and burned down the woodland with incendiary bombs? !

In this wave, Zhou Yi undoubtedly made a lot of money.

A plain area with an open area like this can best demonstrate the advantages of military strength.

Therefore, Zhou Yi almost expected that the opponent would ambush here in all likelihood, and beat them by force.

Under this premise, one can imagine how many troops are hidden in the few woodlands behind.

Under the premise of Zhou Yi's anticipation of the enemy's opportunities, it is needless to say how heavy the losses of the Fusang army have been in this wave.

The napalm bomb attack is quite terrifying. Once it touches it, you can't easily put it out. At the same time, if you are in the center of the explosion, the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees can instantly turn you into a coke!

In this way, this wave of bombing, in addition to the substantial damage, the blow to the morale of the army is even more devastating.

Those soldiers who escaped from the sea of ​​flames in embarrassment did not look like they were still capable of fighting.

On the side of Fusang, the officers of the artillery unit roared almost hoarsely, and ordered the anti-aircraft artillery unit to shoot down the goblin airship flying in the air.

However, let alone whether the anti-aircraft guns can hit them or not, even if they can, according to the black technology design of the goblin airship, it is definitely not enough to shoot them down with a few shells.

Not to mention that after completing a round of bombing, the mission of the goblin bombing force has temporarily ended.

The five goblin airships quickly raised their altitude, and within a few minutes, they had already returned to the clouds. No matter how the Fusang officers below were blinded, there was nothing they could do about them.

This is the gap in technological capabilities.

As long as a civilization with superior technological power goes against a civilization with backward technological power, as long as they are not stupid, it is basically no different from abusing vegetables.

Chapter 1660, Qualitative Transformation

This battle in Pingyuan can almost be said to be a battle that promises victory!

This battle brought only despair to the two Fusang players.

A set of napalm bombs directly exploded a wave of devastating offensive, causing Zhou Yi's army to sweep up again.

After receiving the news, Luo Ji was naturally in a good mood.

To maintain this efficiency and fully occupy it, it is a matter of time.

At the same time, according to the plan he had planned long ago, he still has one thing to do this year, which is to level off the Frangji players in the west sea area!

As for the fleet...

In the early naval battles, the vitality of the Francophone players who had already fought was definitely severely injured.

But even so, Luo Ji didn't intend to be too careless with such a player whose strength in naval battles rose to prominence.

After a brief discussion with Guo Jia, he directly asked Tong Lei to lead the Yangtze River Fleet to temporarily station in the Fusang Islands on the other side.

In this way, Wang Sheng and his fleet were transferred back, and joined with Dakbem's fleet, and then cooperated with some murloc troops.

It shouldn't be a problem to solve a Franc machine player.

However, the mobilization of troops may take a little more time. The mobilization can be completed within this year, and the offensive can be launched in the spring of next year.

From this point, it is enough to see how easy Luo Ji is now, and he is not in a hurry at all. Who else is his opponent in this area right now?

In comparison, the battlefield centered on No. [-] sea area, the end of the previous sea battle did not calm down this sea area.

It can even be said that the entire war has expanded further.

Even in the surrounding No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] sea areas, part of the fleets of the Chinese camp and foreign camps are also fighting with the fleets of the Europa camp.

Here, aside from foreign fleets, the players from the Celestial Dynasty, who were originally preemptive strikes, had a clear advantage.

But with the reappearance of the Pompeland murloc troop, their excellence has obviously been affected.

Fortunately, most of the murloc troops sent out this time were low-level miscellaneous soldiers under Pompeland's command. When he suspected that a rebellion might erupt within his empire, how could Pompeland use his elite troops and trump cards as the main force? Troops sent out?

Facing the low-level murloc soldiers, the Chinese fleet of a certain size, with the help of targeted anti-submarine weapons, will undoubtedly be able to handle it.