Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

If the visible aerogel mist is spread all over the battlefield, you can see obvious ballistic trajectories interlaced like nail anchors dropped from the sky.

The slightly curved ballistics from the bullets, the arc-shaped bullets from the longbows.

The arc of the ballistics connects the troops of both sides.

The earth-and-water mixed wall can indeed significantly resist the direct fire of the caliber muskets, and the poor penetration of round lead bullets against thicker walls is also revealed at this moment.

Pointed bullets need to be equipped with rifling technology. Because of the imbalance of the center of gravity of the smoothbore pointed bullet, it will roll unstably like a blade rotating in the air after leaving the barrel, which greatly affects the range and lethality of the gun.

The purpose of the rifling is to give the bullet the ability to stabilize its posture by relying on spin/rotation perpendicular to the flight line, so that the bullet can still maintain a predetermined direction after leaving the barrel.

The commanding strafing at a distance of 100 meters had little effect on these troops who had all entered the bunkers. This was also largely related to the fact that the soldiers who fired for a long time in the pod had a decline in shooting accuracy due to smoke.

You cannot rely on the goodwill of others for your own development. Only interests can bring both parties to the negotiation table.

And their interests have entered a fundamental conflict state. No one will willingly hand over the control of the sky island that may belong to them - resources are unlimited, but land is limited.

Either you shoot first, or he shoots at you.

There is no third choice.

That's all.

"All units stop shooting, rest, clean the gun chamber, and all airships land."

Chang Heng used the sniper rifle in his hand to shoot off a construct rune puppet that was still clumsily standing in place. The rotating bullet smashed its bright rune core. The puppet that lost its power supply and control structure stopped moving and lay on the ground without any life.

Since long-range strafing is no longer effective, why not force them out of the bunker?

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"They stopped attacking."

The elf hero used magic to heal his wounds and stop the gushing blood, and pulled his lord to roll into the building pile beside him to avoid the opponent's precise killing.

If this armor did not have arrow deflection and shield runes, the bullet would not hit his right arm, but his right chest.

In fact, he had locked the target's position with his excellent dynamic vision, but his intuition as an elite shooter warned him.

As long as he dared to show his head.

The next bullet would not miss.

"Please, make a decision quickly, hiss..."

"I..."

It's better to hold on to the camp in time.

The moment his hero unit's right arm was cut off made him more sober and start thinking quickly.

He was a little arrogant, but that didn't mean he was stupid enough.

He knew very well that as long as he sent out his Griffin Regiment, the battle would go from the current long-distance engagement to a life-and-death struggle.

Because the mobile flying cavalry was so important, he was hesitant about whether to use it.

Thirty Griffin Cavalry fighting for their lives should be able to exchange for one of the opponent's airships, or even force it to land on the ground. They are melee units, and melee units mean that they may be hit by the rapid shooting of musketeers... no matter how you say it, it will definitely not be good.

Although the rune armor is high-end, it can't withstand multiple rounds of intensive hits.

Do you want to fight to the death with the opponent? Or as the generals under his command said, make timely losses.

Are they landing? If it goes into a close battle within a distance of 100 meters, the elf archers are no less than the opponent's archers. In terms of numbers, our side should have a comprehensive advantage... If we hold on to the dangerous position, there is still a chance of victory.

The fire was fierce, but each airship only had three pods. The two round-shaped things hanging at the back were probably their engines? After all, the things at the tail of the plane in his impression were engines.

They were also hard, and the arrows could only penetrate a little.

What a tough guy.

He took a deep breath and decided to wait and see what the other party did before making a decision. If the other party really only had light infantry, he would definitely not be able to defeat the other party in close combat.

Through the gap, he carefully observed the other party, watching the soldiers in gray clothes file out under the cover of the armored carrier that landed on the ground.

"Let the surviving elf guards hide and treat their own injuries..."

The two sides entered a strange halftime break. One side was piercing its wounds, repairing the damaged rune armor, and piercing its wounds; the other side was breathing fresh air. Although the smoke was not as toxic without carbon and sulfur, they were still choked by nitrate gunpowder in the pod. If they stayed for a while longer, they might really lose their men in non-combat.

The short break lasted until the airship rose again. The soldiers vowed to deliver the plan to improve the internal ventilation energy of the airship to the Engineering College. Continuous firing in a semi-enclosed space was simply killing themselves.

Then there were six infantry support artillery positions left, and the two engines at the tail of each airship...?

The Elf Lord watched a soldier climb over the top of the thing that looked like an engine and pull something down with his hands. The iron chain and iron rod that fixed the engine slid down and fell to the ground.

The hard lock must be released manually, and the territory's energy does not support their extremely convenient solution where the driver can just throw the object down with a flick of his hand.

He soon realized that the object did not have an engine.

The whistling bullets destroyed the bunkers. Although the 30mm large-caliber support artillery was not as powerful as the 100mm standard artillery, it was more than enough to destroy the walls and wooden walls.

That was not the most fatal thing.

The most fatal thing was that the engine that looked like it was equipped with a pile of iron sheets for protection began to move, spewing out a white smoke screen, which was much thicker than the smoke screen produced by the infantry firing on the airship pod.

The heavy walker began to stretch its legs and moved forward slowly like a mobile bunker.

They could let the construct arrive with the transport troops.

One part of the infantry got on the pod again, and another part of the infantry used the six-legged walker on the ground as a cover to press forward together.

"Ah...steam walking machine..."

The Elf Lord issued an order for the entire army to withdraw from the forest with difficulty, in order to preserve the largest army. After losing the camp, their construction and maintenance capabilities have been greatly weakened.

The vitality is seriously damaged.

What a monster thing.

He held back his hand that wanted to post, and couldn't help but have a bad idea. Anyway, he had been unlucky, and it would be unreasonable for others not to be unlucky.

Why is he so unlucky every time?

Everyone came to this sky island world, why can you develop with peace of mind, he will be beaten by this thing with steam engines and muskets that he doesn't know whether he is the lord or the native.

It's not good for him to be unlucky alone, he decided to stay as far away from this damn large sky island as possible.

As for the others...

He looked at the steam mechanical spiders charging in the distance, they knocked down the rune constructs, lifted their jointed feet and fell heavily.

They are much more flexible than the rune construct puppets.

Shattered.

The white death mist engulfed the lizard slaves he left behind in the camp to block the enemy. The musketeers following the steam engine raised their weapons to accurately cover and kill the target.

The snipers who were looking down from above the airship and specializing in tracking and sniping the hero units were killed as soon as they showed up.

He raised his middle finger and hid in the jungle.

This kind of thing is definitely not for humans.

"Ha, pioneering era."