The Grand Arcanist Who Can Travel Through American Comics

Arthur frowned, and what he saw in front of him was beyond his expectation.

He didn't expect that the Noxians actually developed artillery

Things are getting serious now

The victory in the battle he just won couldn't make him feel better.

Artillery is the god of war. On this battlefield where cold weapons and hot weapons mix, it can almost amplify its already terrifying power to the maximum.

It is the nemesis of dense military formations

This is an invention that can change the times

The power of each of these artillery cannons is almost equivalent to that of a low-level third-level mage who has learned the fireball technique. However, unlike the superior mage, it is difficult for such a level of mage to produce dozens or hundreds at a time. of are concentrated to provide long-range firepower for military operations, but they can.

And they don't have the possibility of the mage's magic power drying up.

For the war model of this era, its emergence is even more terrifying than the musket he invented.

Can this be considered the butterfly effect he brought to the world? This is too outrageous, almost overwhelming. He really didn't expect this.

The situation on the entire continent of Valoran is sliding into an endless abyss like a runaway train.

I don’t know how Zaun’s Victor and the others could resist such an enemy.

He almost wanted to go back immediately to help Victor and the others.

But soon he came to his senses and knew it would do nothing.

Obviously, the Noxian artillery invention was not perfect and was far from the level of technology Arthur mastered.

The situation can still be saved.

The key now is that Demacia is likely to be the first to fail.

Their tactics and thinking were too old-fashioned, so old-fashioned that it was difficult to pry them open without being blasted away by Noxus with cannons.

It was with this Cold Weapon Age tactic that he could withstand the Noxian muskets and cannons.

It is foreseeable that since the enemy's supply point has artillery, there will definitely be artillery in other places. Judging from the breached stronghold in front of us, there are definitely not a few artillery gathered in the enemy's entire legion.

This is definitely bad news for the Demacian defense.

For such a Noxian Legion, if he hadn't happened to be here at this moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

With this fear, Fiona ruthlessly interrogated the prisoners caught on the battlefield.

"Say"

She held a long sword in her hand and pointed at a captive Noxian officer. At this moment, the officer was pressed hard to the ground by two dismounted Demacia cavalry. His helmet was taken off and he was roughly caught by the soldiers. He raised his hair, revealing his blood-stained face.

It was none other than the commander of this Noxian stronghold, Grenada Navarro.

"Sir, be careful. He is a high-level warrior. It took us a lot of effort to catch him just now."

The squad leader looked at the prisoner in his hand excitedly.

They rarely encountered Noxian officers of this rank.

This is a big fish.

But now Grenada no longer receives the treatment that high-level warriors deserve. The Demacians have chopped off one of his thighs and cut off his tendons and hamstrings. This man is completely disabled.

There is no room for mercy or kindness between the two countries.

"Tell me about the weapon you just had, how many more you have, and where they are."

Fiona pointed the tip of her long sword against Grenada coldly.

"cough cough"

Grenada grinned with a sarcastic smile. When she opened her mouth slightly, she saw large streams of blood foam almost spraying out from the corners of her mouth, which gave people a very strange feeling.

"Ahem, little girl."

This guy laughed while coughing painfully,

"If you want to get information from me, you can wait until you take off your clothes first and let me get dry."

There was a scream.

Fiona couldn't help but slap Grenada in the face with her sword. This bitch,