Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"There is a way that is not a way!"

Hearing what Kant said, Hong San was startled when he heard the words: "Since there is a way, why did you..."

Kant looked around and said quickly: "There is a chance that it can be repaired, but the probability is not high, and if it is not repaired, it will be completely broken. The reason why I didn't try it before was because I was afraid of breaking it completely. Dun has already called someone to fix it. If I ruin it completely, I will become a spy, but now it seems that I am afraid that it will not be repaired! Since it is not repairable, give it to me to try!"

"It can't get any worse anyway!"

After a few simple instructions, he protected himself with a shield, turned around and hurried away, preparing to climb down the city wall.

The elf marksman hidden between the leaves of the wood spirit saw someone showing his head, how could he miss this good opportunity, open his bow and shoot three times, and go towards Kant's back. On the shield, it immediately smashed into pieces.

With gloomy eyes, he whispered, "Hong San!"

Hong San immediately held the shield in front of him, Kant lost the battle shield, grabbed the three hard bows that were placed aside, drew three arrows from the quiver on his body, took a deep breath, and encouraged his vindictiveness. , the three longbows were pulled together to open the full moon, and then the arrows were moved, and they flew away in the direction of the cold arrows!

- Anyway, it's just a rough shot, don't worry about archery!

Three streams of light danced, and then there were three loud bangs, and a violent fire suddenly erupted.

After Kant shot the arrow, he immediately threw the bow aside and jumped down the city wall. Hong San also rolled to the right to dodge. There are numbers, neither of them have ever watched the three explosions.

The next moment, retaliatory shooting from all directions enveloped the position where the two stood before.

The supervising team on the side saw that, ready to shout, Hong San hurriedly threw the badge over and briefly explained the situation.

Finally passed the test. After all, Nick was awarded the highest level of battle badges and had great autonomy in battle, which was how to appease the stern supervising team members.

After Kant went down the city wall, he ran all the way. The screams of killing were heard from all sides. The wooden puppets kept advancing, and they were about to approach the city wall. The archers on both sides had already started to exchange fire, but the infantrymen were still passively beaten, and their battle had to wait until the monster was approaching. The city wall, the roots and branches are intertwined, and the bridges are built.

Then, it's time to fight for your life.

Since ancient times, the difficulty is to conquer the city wall. The bottom-up attack has a great disadvantage, but the wood Gundam that the elves pieced together overnight has almost completely equalized this disadvantage. As long as this thing sticks to the city wall , then the elite soldiers of the dusk moon will reach the same height of the battlefield with great ease, and have a fair contest with the human soldiers - once the battlefield advantages of the two sides are equal, then the human beings must lose.

Something must be done.

Otherwise, let alone insist on it for three or five days, I am afraid that Valentine's City will be broken, and it will be today!

After a while, Kant rushed to the fifth position.

There was a group of people around there, about thirty or fifty people, all groaning inside and out.

A middle-aged man in a robe was circling around the rock-throwing machine, disregarding the blood and dust stained on it, almost the whole person was attached to the rock-throwing machine, his eyes widened, sweating profusely, and he was observing and calculating. What, it's just a painful expression and a pale face, and there must be a result in my heart.

The people in the outermost circle heard the movement and looked back at Kant. They were all stunned: "Who are you?"

Kant didn't answer, and strode over here. The situation was urgent, and he swept his eyebrows: "Get out of the way!"

Most of these were craftsmen, apprentices, and geometric surveyors. Kant glared at them, and they all stepped back. Kant walked towards the man in the robe. The other party finally heard the movement and said blankly, "Who are you?"

Kant asked at the beginning, "Are you a war warlock? Can this thing be repaired?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, then his face was sad, and tears were about to fall: "I am incompetent, the damage is too serious, even if all the parts are replaced, it will take a day's work, this is still under the condition that the manpower can be transported calmly, after all, it has to be dismantled. , to move, and to dispel the remnants of the spell, I really can't do anything..."

Before he finished complaining about himself, Kant stepped forward and pushed him away: "Then get out of the way!"

The warlock was startled at first, and his apprentices and assistants also showed anger. Before they could say anything, Kant had already pressed his hands on the trebuchet.

Enchanted.

Element infusion.

It is the composite element drawn from the white mist world.

He was chased and killed by the imperial people before. In danger, he couldn't bear to abandon the car, but instead activated the iron son. Now he is doing the same. If he can make a wooden son... then he will recognize it.

If he could, he hoped it would be a daughter this time.

…Kidding.

This is impossible.

The situation of the Autobots is probably a very low probability event composed of multiple reasons. If the enchantment can turn life every time, let alone other things, the tactical artillery induction device of his boring enchantment will happen very, very, very wonderful. Variations, instead of frying to shreds of silicone.

He just wanted to gamble.

The bet is that the success rate of the fantasy enchantment of the white mist element is not illusory and elusive, but traceable, just like the time when the Autobots were born, the Hummer has undergone a lot of enchanting modifications, and poured his Emotion, and now this broken trebuchet also has countless magical components, and it also carries the lives and hopes of countless people. If his conjecture is correct, then these two elements are complete.

As for the two-blooming principle that determines the enchanted product...it's the next thing.

"...Then take a look!"

The elements rushed in, and the wind blew up on the flat ground. Kant's thoughts moved, and he said sharply: "Everyone step back!"

Seeing the brilliance flowing and visions appearing, everyone was shocked and subconsciously retreated.

Kant's spiritual power dissipated and spread in all directions. The firepower positions were scattered with flesh and blood, iron pieces, projectiles, magic accessories, and many bunkers and induction devices to defend against spell attacks. These elements rich in objects were extracted one by one and dissipated in the wind. middle.

The aggregates of elements, large and small, swayed by Kant's side, and were picked up by him indiscriminately and at will, and then all of them were poured into the wreckage of the trebuchet.

The light shines.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the trebuchet in disbelief, and anticipation gradually ignited in their hearts.

They belonged to the warlock army and knew these war machines so well that even apprentices could see that the trebuchet had been completely damaged and difficult to repair, so morale was extremely low.

But now, seeing this momentum, their hearts slowly became excited.

What a wonderful magic to be able to repair a completely destroyed trebuchet!

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the intense white light group, they were looking forward to that scene - when the light dissipated, the majestic and majestic trebuchet, exuding the beauty of machinery and geometry, would appear intact. In front of everyone, the performance was the same as before, and they immediately put into operation with enthusiasm, driving this war messenger, projecting the power of destruction to the elves.

Sulla above, may your light shine upon us...

As they prayed, they looked expectantly at this blazing brilliance, even if it was dazzling.

If miracles had color, they hoped, it was that color.

…But the next moment, the miracle turned blood red.

I saw a clump of rich red flickering from the center of the light, and it was like red ink dripping into water, dyeing the blazing light into a blood-like richness.

In this red shimmer, the outline of the majestic trebuchet emerged.

Although the members of the warlock troop were uneasy, seeing this scene, they slowly felt relieved. No matter what color the miracle was, if the trebuchet was repaired, it was a good color.

They suppressed the excitement in their hearts and watched all this.

Because they could see clearly, the rock puncture that penetrated the inside of the trebuchet had disappeared, and the outline of the trebuchet that emerged was the masterpiece of the Dwarf Engineering Academy.

Every part embodies the master's thinking, and every structure shows the simple and powerful beauty of dwarves. It is the embodiment of mathematics, the perfect blend of machinery and magic, the weapon of war, the giant who guards the homeland, and the The patron saint of strength and beauty, and a powerful ruler on the battlefield!

Even the leading war warlock had incomparable enthusiasm and joy in his eyes.

He doesn't care what method this Aurora man used to repair the trebuchet. As long as it is repaired, he will be extremely grateful to the other party, because after repairing the trebuchet, his skills can only be used!

He couldn't wait.

but…

The next moment, everyone's expectant eyes suddenly turned into astonishment.

Because they could see from the outline that something strange was gradually protruding from the trebuchet's simple but powerful throwing arm, whose length, width and thickness were precisely calculated.

-Wait a moment! Stop for a while! What is this structure? fangs? Got it wrong! Why is there such a thing on the throwing arm? This doesn't fit the principles of mechanics at all! It's pointless!

Immediately, the consternation turned into a snot, and the smug turned into a panic, and the outlines in the red shimmer were undergoing subtle changes that they could not understand, fangs, hanging ornaments, a mess of meaningless ramming hammers and Scythe - Could this catapult still charge?

...so, what exactly is this going to do!

Soon, they had the answer.

The crimson light converges, like the fog being dispelled by the sun, and you're done.

The repaired trebuchet appeared in front of everyone.

"hiss…"

The sound of pumping came one after another, and there was even a loud voice that almost pumped past, as if the curtain was revealed, and the sudden shock made these artillerymen almost faint.

This... what is this!

It no longer exists, the pinnacle of the Dwarf Engineering Academy, the great work that combines the beauty of machinery and magic no longer exists. Although the trebuchet in front of me is still a trebuchet, it can no longer go back. It has become this Aurora Human shape, and...looks terrifying!

What's with this red dazzling color scheme? Where is the restrained and deep silver?

What's up with this graffiti that's uglier than a kid's doodles! Is this scary grimace a goblin? It must be a goblin! Why is it the face of a goblin!

And the pointless fangs and bulges, the rams on what a heavy trebuchet! Iron blades of unknown meaning embedded everywhere! And skulls! Where did the skull come from!

and also! And this craft! This nailing! This reinforcement!

The crowd shook like a sieve of chaff, most of them were angry, and only a small half were frightened.

Their distorted expressions reflected the shock in their hearts. Anyone who sees the pinnacle of dwarf craftsmanship's pinnacle of war weapon becoming the virtuous one it is now will be like this - not to mention the original iron-clad protection of the trebuchet, three layers of wrapping , the surface is smooth like a mirror, the position of each nail is exactly the same, the spacing is exactly the same, and now! now what! Just randomly nailed some iron sheets!

It was just a drunken blacksmith apprentice who sang and danced and smashed it out!

Their eyes were red, and they stared at Kant, who had withdrawn his hands.

Kant took two steps back, and finally saw the whole picture of this successfully enchanted trebuchet. The shape has changed greatly, with rough shape, ferocious accessories, red paint, wild temperament, fangs all over, iron pieces lying horizontally, Big and nice, with an air of stamina.

He murmured, "How did it become like this?"

- We also want to ask you!

Everyone was accumulating doubts and anger, and before it broke out, they saw Kant staring over: "It's repaired, you guys are not in place soon! The city is still waiting for your artillery support!"

When everyone looked at this incomparably subtle thing, their first reaction was—this thing can be used?

But the next moment, they immediately came back to their senses.

Can't use it, use it!

The loading group, the firing group, the measurement group, the observation group, the maintenance group, and the artillerymen quickly took their places. When the warlock passed by Kant, he stopped and looked at Kant with a strange look in his eyes.

Kant looked back: "What's wrong?"

The other party hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Are you human?"

Kant stared: "Otherwise?"

Lord Warlock was taken aback by him, and he didn't dare to ask, and hurriedly trotted over.

Soon, the launch team discovered the first problem, and couldn't help but panic: "Sir, the parameter adjustment and scale are all messed up! We can't launch accurately, we can only rely on rough estimates!"

People involuntarily looked at the person who caused all this, and Kant said impatiently: "Look at me? It's good to be able to hit, but it's impossible to accurately aim, and it's almost enough to think about it!"

That's it. Fortunately, except for the aiming problem, there are no problems with other things. Although the shape is very strange and the craftsmanship is not flattering, the principle is the same.

The loading group used various tools to place a cut projectile on the launcher, and the first shot was an ordinary stone bullet, because to determine the landing point, the precious magic shells could not be wasted.

Kant thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Because a lot of elements were extracted from the surroundings, there are still elements left.

Whether it is a white fog element or an ordinary element.

He quickly stepped forward and put his hands on the stone bullets. Seeing his movement, everyone around him trembled, but he calmed down immediately—the trebuchets have become like this, it doesn't matter how the stone bullets are. .

The light shone and immediately turned crimson.

Not long after, the wind whistled, and a swift shadow roared out from the No. 5 firepower position, swept across the sky, and blasted towards the elves.

The keen battlefield observers saw all this, and they cheered and surprised.

The cannonball fell from the sky with a terrifying shriek and hit a walking wooden puppet. Only a loud bang was heard. The branches and leaves on the left half of the wooden puppet were cut off, and the invisible shock wave slammed into the air. Blood-like things were splashed everywhere, messy things were everywhere, many elves were smashed to the ground, fragments of stone bullets bombarded the ground, and another team was brought down!

God knows what the **** this is!

And this is just an episode in the fierce battlefield. The magic is flying, the arrows are roaring, the battlefield is in chaos, the two sides are shooting each other's magic, the human projection troops shoot the wooden puppet with rockets, but the vertical flame is easily extinguished by the elf mage. It was not good, only one wooden puppet was ignited, and the fire was raging.

Compared to the fierceness of the battlefield, the sound of this stone bullet was not too loud, and many soldiers did not notice it.

But still noticed.

At the back of the battlefield, on the elf podium, the army commander of the Dusk Chapter suddenly stood up, looked at Valentine City, and said sharply, "How can there be an orc tyrant in the city?"

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PS1: Sleep and sleep, by the way, the modeling of Warhammer Total War is still lazy, and the characteristics of green skin technology are not displayed at all. It’s a shame that I opened the game to see when I wrote this chapter…