Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The elf blew the horn to withdraw troops.

The five wooden puppets were all destroyed, and the Twilight Chapter had lost the weapon of climbing the wall and rushing into the formation. The war weapon that absorbed all the magic power of 30% of the casters should have taken root under the city wall like an ancient tree in the sky, sending the brave and fearless elf warriors to rush. Shangchengtou, but after a **** battle, all disintegrated and scattered.

Valentine's defense is strong, and the Mage Corps and Warlock troops are double guarded. It is expected that two of them are damaged by long-range strikes, but the destruction of the other three is beyond the expectations of all the elves. They have strange methods. The Aurora Kant, the orc army that controls the strange alchemy chariot, and the unheard of mechanical giants, every accident can change the situation of the battle, but now they appear at the same time.

All the means are lost, the casualties are not small, and the spirit has been frustrated, there is no other way but to withdraw the troops.

Moreover, in the view of the legion commander, the green skin that appeared out of thin air was not as simple as a small orc army. As the commander of the legion, he had to look at all issues from a strategic perspective.

"Spread the rangers farther, we must be prepared for the orcs and Goethe to reach a consensus, and let the scouts be more vigilant. I don't want an entire orc army to silently appear near us!"

The adjutant led the way back, the elf commander looked at the city head, the wind blowing in the face smelled of blood and fire, the well-trained troops were retreating in an orderly manner, and he was tasting the taste of failure.

The podium was blown up, but it was still high here.

With his eyesight, he was still able to have a panoramic view of the battlefield in front of him.

His soldiers were retreating. Although they were still calm, their faces were clearly puzzled, dazed and angry, which made him feel a little uneasy. For will and courage, but for something else.

For example, arrogance.

Backed by the arrogance of world hegemony, the arrogance of perseverance, and the arrogance of invincibility, the source of their strength that they are calm and not discouraged in defeat has changed from courage to violence.

Received the best training in the world, covered by the world's strongest arrow regiment and caster troops, has the most complete field medical system, and has a strong racial advantage innately, so the advantage of saving is almost unreasonable, so there is no war. Invincible and overwhelming, it is a matter of course.

These victories themselves are the result of the soldiers' struggle and pursuit, and violence is the means, but now, unknowingly, these two have become the soldiers' reliance.

So, after encountering even more unreasonable violence today, they will be dazed and angry.

The regiment commander felt uneasy.

If his soldiers were subjected to greater and less unreasonable violence than they are today, or even a slaughter, just as they swept away the colonial natives with weapons, magic, and tactical superiority, the elf warrior Having suffered such a terrifying failure... Will the elite warriors, the proud warriors of the Dusk Moon Dynasty, still advance and retreat as gracefully and calmly as they are now?

Thinking of this, the elf commander felt a chill in his heart.

If you tell others that the Champion-level Chapter of the Dusk Moon Dynasty will be slaughtered, it will definitely lead to crazy ridicule, even if the other party is a foreigner, because in common sense, this situation will only appear in dreams - But the legion commander did not laugh at himself, but kept in mind that it is one thing to have this situation, and it is another thing to have such a problem in the army.

"Being prepared for danger in times of peace is the key to the continuous innovation of races and countries. Unfortunately, since the establishment of the Muyue Dynasty, all reforms can only be done from the top down, but the adults at the top are the most stubborn people. If I compare this idea with If the proposal is reported, it will definitely cause ridicule and hinder the career..."

The legion commander muttered to himself: "So I can only do it myself... Be one of them first."

He made up his mind and looked at the city again. The city was already cheering, and the humans who had won the **** battle were shouting indulgently. The legion commander looked closely, and the person he cared about most had disappeared.

"The Aurora Kant..."

He spoke slowly, as if the other party was beside him and could hear his words.

"I don't know what tricks you have, and I don't know what other means you have, but in this battle, no matter if I can win or not, you will definitely lose... Take advantage of now, be happy."

He gave a mocking smirk, then sighed.

War is cruel.

It can not only make thousands of ordinary lives die like a mustard, but also make the unborn Yingjie unable to help himself. No matter how high his means, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how brilliant his strategy is, in the face of the general trend of victory and defeat, what is it?

The city was churning and cheering, people hugged, cheered, and wept.

This time, it was a frantic fight without any tricks, and the elves were the strongest in the world. In order to stop them, I don’t know how many lives were filled in. The war was originally a muddled account, and those who calculated whether it was worth it after victory were bastards. And now, everyone is venting, screaming and suffering.

How strong is the emotion here, among the corpses, the living people are sitting on the ground, some people are lying on the ground, they can no longer open their eyes, and some people are in pain, there should be stories between the living and the dead, This tragic and exciting mix of joy and sorrow left Kant speechless for a moment.

He avoided the surging flow of people, jumped into the city, and left this place full of strong emotions.

After all, they are not complete witnesses, so they cannot fully integrate into the joys and sorrows of these people. More importantly, there are also a group of strange behaviors who can't read emotions at all, which destroys the atmosphere...

"Dajiba! Dajiba! Don't run! Let us take a good look at you!"

After running for a distance, Kant sighed when he heard the shouting behind him, stopped, turned around, and saw a very cyberpunk green skin with various metal parts embedded in his body with open arms, ooh ooh.

"Big…"

Kant spread his fingers apart, stretched out his hand and pushed it, the opponent's huge body flew back like a cloud, and fell heavily to the ground, like a smashed water, and wiped a few buttocks on the ground.

The green skin finally slid to the side, then sat up forcefully, shook his head with a confused look, and then realized what had happened, staring at Kant with big eyes like the copper bell, and the dozens of people behind him. Greenskin also gathered around and stared at Kant without speaking.

"…"

Kant frowned. I don't know who you guys are. I screamed and rushed up to beg for a hug. It was like seeing my father. Anyone who saw it would be afraid, okay?

I pushed you, but I didn't shoot you, and I didn't break it. What, are you going to be angry?

- But the next moment, he knew that he thought too much.

The greenskin who was sitting on the ground slammed the ground hard, the bricks shattered and the powder flew. He opened his fangs and shouted excitedly: "Strong and powerful! Right! Right!"

Those orcs also danced in ecstasy, shouting in unison: "Big skill! Big skill!"

The sound shook all over, and the voice went straight to the sky.

"…"

Kant was even more at a loss.

He looked at the iron son who came from behind: "Aren't you going to introduce your new friend?"

The Autobot was more surprised than he was: "Did Dad not know them?"

Kant raised his head and spread his hands: "Why do you think I know these greenskins riding motorcycles? Also, what does he call me? Why do I think the pronunciation is a bit strange..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the green skin on the opposite side said to the Autobot: "Little tyrant! You..."

"…puff."

Kant subconsciously laughed.

The intelligence of the Autobots was inspired by Kant, and naturally inherited some human thinking and consciousness, and would be more concerned about certain things, especially in front of his own father.

He said in a slightly exasperated voice that Kant had never heard before: "Chop the sky, I have told you many times, don't call me that! So why do you call me that!"

Green Skin looked stupid [beep]: "This is your father, you are a son, your father is a big skill, you are naturally a small skill, otherwise what will I call you?"

The Autobot directly pulled out the axe, stuck it on the ground, and said word by word, "Change! One! One!"

His eyes turned from purple to red, the parts on his body rattled, his huge body leaned down, very oppressive, and he looked both powerful and evil.

"Okay." Green Skin reluctantly acknowledged the counsel, turned his head to one side, and said reluctantly, "Iron Skill Tyrant?"

Iron Son lowered his voice and roared, "...Don't call me a tyrant!"

This challenged the greenskin's bottom line, and he jumped up and refused: "No! Why can't you call! You are obviously a skill tyrant!"

A Transformer, a Green Pioke, actually got together to talk about cross talk. This scene made Kant laugh out loud, and his depressed mood due to the tragic victory at the top of the city also rose again.

Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, Kant understood in general.

These orcs probably came to him, and they happened to be with the iron son who came, and they didn't have any ill will towards him, but rather respected him, and they probably fell into the identity of "big skill tyrants".

He stepped forward with a smile, pressed his hands together, and said, "Okay, stop for a while, be quiet, the name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what you call it, right?"

Hearing the words, he was greatly excited, and shouted triumphantly at the iron son: "Your father is better than you! That's why he is a big tyrant, and you are a small one!"

The iron son was so angry that he would spit oil.

Without waiting for him to speak, Kant looked at the orc: "What do you call me? Do you know me?"

The green skin also looked at him with a silly [beep-] look, a little suspicious of Dajiba's IQ: "I'm already here, and I've talked to you, why don't I know you?"

"..." Kant also roughly judged the intelligence level and way of thinking of the other party, and continued to ask patiently, "I mean, you seem to have come to me, who asked you to come, and why did you come?"

When the green skin heard it, he showed an excited look.

This is about his great journey to the south, all the way deep into the human kingdom, suppressing the nature of hacking people and doing things, running around with the purest mission and desire, finding the big tech all the way, and participating in a very waaaaagh fight The event, although it has come to an end when it arrives, still got a little hot **** - but it was caught up after all!

It is no exaggeration, this journey in the history of orcs is definitely the kind of feat that can be compared to the Tang Dynasty monks to obtain the scriptures. After fourteen years of cold and summer, the Master Sanzang arrived in Tianzhu to obtain the scriptures, and it took a full two months to cut the green skin. To find a big technical bully without a fight, in terms of hard work and perseverance, I am afraid it is stronger than Tang Seng's.

As we all know, after completing a great achievement, it is the nature of intelligent life to talk to others. After Master Sanzang returned to Chang'an, I am afraid that he also beeped with Li Shimin for a long time. This is the case with eminent monks, and green skin is no exception. He ran to Kant's side in small steps, and started to foam.

Kant listened to it with interest at first, but Greenskin obviously couldn't tell stories. When he heard the other side talk about the third bubble of mammoth **** he stepped on after leaving the tribe, the Earthlings couldn't help it.

"Chop up the sky."

This is the name he learned from the other party's self-report. Kant interrupted the other party's story, took out his mobile phone in a pleasant manner, turned on the recording function, said a paragraph, and clicked to replay it.

The same sound drifted from the phone.

He said to the other party: "I think you can record this story on the road, and then play it to your clan to let them all know that you are amazing, how about it?"

Cut the sky and come to the spirit.

After all, the green skin has two needs in his life. The first is to be able to fight and fight bravely all the time. The second is to let more green skins know that he is very brave. Such things that can show themselves are simply solid. Hope, except for the little bricks that Dajiba took out, too bean sprouts, this idea couldn't be better!

Kant looked at him with bright eyes, and asked tentatively, "Have you seen this thing?"

Greenskin nodded again and again, drooling, and shouted: "Dajiba, get one for me too! I want a bigger one!"

Kant looked at Iron Son, and asked the biggest doubt and anxiety in his heart: "I see that you all have locomotives, can't you get this thing out?"

The Autobot said in a deep voice, "Father, that's not the case. The engines of those locomotives are simplified versions of my own engine made by simulating and analyzing them. The power system and key components are provided by me. To be able to run and function for long periods of time is weird to me."

Kant moved in his heart and asked again, "What about fuel? I remember that you don't have that much gasoline."

The Autobot sighed: "I just let them smell gasoline, and they quickly found an oil well in the Gobi Desert, and they actually dug out oil..."

Kant said in surprise: "How is that separated..."

"There is no separation..." Tie Son's voice also had some doubts about the taste of life. He is a Transformer, a scientific creation of the eight classics, and what he had experienced before was so contrary to common sense that it made his three views Shocked, "they scooped out oil, added a mess of soil, stone powder, and plant slurry, stuffed them into the fuel tank, and started the engine..."

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PS1: Don't worry about the expansion of the green skin's combat power. I'm pressing it. This is one of the lessons of this book.