Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

Ji Lin looked at the mechanical clock hanging in the corner of the command room. The slender and sharp hands on it rotated gently under the push of gears. The light white decoration on the surface made it look like it should not appear in the gray-based command room. middle.

Procured from the Holy City, these precision mechanical clocks last a long time and provide precise time measurement throughout the realm.

With a precise concept of time, a work task can be arranged in an orderly manner.

The territory does not need to devote additional manpower to train watchmakers to produce timing tools. In the Holy City's trade, purchasing tools that the territory cannot produce allows the territory to save a lot of development costs.

Trade with city-states.

The resources harvested by the lords from each original world city-state will flow into the market, radiating this ability to save operating costs.

Trade allows lords to effectively cooperate and advance together.

Ji Lin was also restricted from buying too much. The censor of the Light Church told 놛: 놛 was suspected of reselling and dumping. 놛Swear to God, every product purchased from us will be used in our territory.

It's just that the territory's industry has developed too fast and the population has grown too fast, which has led to the need to import a large number of practical tools such as clocks, rune lamps, self-charging street lamps, etc. from the Holy City.

놛 took his eyes away from the clock, tapped the table gently, and looked back and forth between the three garrison troops that formed the triangle.

Plan, we need a plan to get these troops to move. It is not enough to just stay in the nodes of our own defense line and be a turtle.

As long as you move, there will be holes.

"I'll go take a rest while you arrange the training for the wounded soldiers."

Ji Lin sighed and withdrew his gaze from the strategic map filled with dense contour lines. He landed on two somewhat broken military flags hanging on the wall - and three more.

놛I plan to set off on the aeroplane at night, so that I don’t have to spend a few difficult and boring hours on the aeroplane.

Arrive at your destination as soon as you wake up.

놛I have a whole day to complete the arrangements for the camp and communicate with the prisoners of war first.

"I'll first take a look at the prisoners of war we captured."

Ji Lin stood up and Chang Heng nodded to express that he had accepted the order.

This was the first time that we captured the enemy's high-level command level. In the ambush against the first advance team, the territorial troops basically left no survivors.

The person who came to the prisoner of war camp earlier than 놛 was the dean of the college. 놛 was standing in front of the wooden house wearing a white and blue robe representing the researchers. A group of former command and guards of the advance team who were allowed to wear attire representing their identities did not dare to move. Standing in the open space.

Ten meters away from the team of prisoners of war who were driven into the open space were infantrymen holding bolt-action rifles. They were always ready to use firepower to suppress these former spellcasters.

Even if they have been permanently deprived of their ability to cast spells and have been put into a weak state by divine magic, there is no bright light in their eyes.

The principal of the college put the magic rifle on the ground, and used the blueprint in 꿛 to quickly communicate with the only person in the team who was willing to communicate with 놛, a former human mage.

Looking at the lord who came from 껧, the principal of the academy waved 꿛 to indicate that 놛 was here.

Ji Lin adjusted his military uniform without any rank, walked in front of these prisoners of war, most of whom had pointed ears, and cleared his throat.

"Good day, everyone, I am the commander who completed the annihilation operation against you, Ji Lin."

Everyone's eyes fell on this young man wearing a military uniform without a military rank, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

"As for the measures taken on you, they are measures to prevent you from acting irrationally."

None of the prisoners of war in the advance team expected to commit suicide at such a young age as the enemy commander.

As for the treatment of the 놛s, the 놛s must accept it with resignation after a night of suffering...Compared to the 눁 advance team, where almost all members were killed, the surrender of the entire top 놛s can be accepted and they can survive. 껥Sutra is the greatest luck.

At least, they didn't even look at the enemy commander before they died.

An elf stood up from the ground. The riflemen around him tightened their grip on their guns and leaned slightly towards Ji Lin.

Despite being in such a state of desolation, 놛 still maintains his etiquette as a high elf.

"Good day, Mr. Commander."

Ji Lin nodded.

"When the war is over, I will send everyone back to the portal."

As a victor, 놛 informed these prisoners of war that 놛 would be responsible for their safety. Prisoners of war from magical civilizations still have a lot of value that has not yet been tapped.

value.

"So in exchange, please cooperate with us during this period, and we will do our best to ensure everyone's safety."

Ji Lin finished his speech and ignored the prisoners of war who started to whisper.

놛 looked at the dean of the college. After learning that the territorial army had successfully captured a group of prisoners of war, the dean immediately rushed to the scene with the blueprints obtained through reverse engineering during this period.

It is easier to pry out some key technical information from the mouths of these prisoners of war than to stay up late in the laboratory every day.

놛I am more concerned about the technical achievements of the dean. Prisoners of war cannot be brought out of this world due to the system's regulations. The resources they were able to take away were clearly captured equipment and materials - as well as the technology itself.

A bullet was generated from the dean's palm, condensed into a crystal block as thick as a finger, and landed on the dean's outstretched palm. 놛In a brief exchange with prisoners of war, the biggest threshold of ammunition production was crossed.

It's not the decomposition and reconstruction that 놛 imagined. 놛 took the wrong direction from the beginning. Instead, after inputting energy with different attributes, ammunition will be 'grown' from the semi-finished product.

Ammunition, as well as catalysts that match 껣, 돗 are all evolved from semi-finished materials of the same material.

This is to use the semi-finished materials in the advance team's supplies to directly synthesize standard crystallized ammunition.

Those who release fire spells, those who release ice spells, and those who release poison spells.

놛 handed the bullets, catalyst and magic rifle to Ji Lin.

"Mr. Lord, give it a try."

Ji Lin received the magic rifle from 놛꿛, as well as special crystallized ammunition generated entirely by the academy principal.

The number of spells released by mages every day is limited, and some mages will save spells in various carriers in a form between runes and spells.

The carrier is a naturally generated magic material soaked in the magic element environment. The circuits naturally formed by them allow them to accommodate the energy guided from the mages - releasing this energy through the internally shaped circuits. .

Staff.

If this is a rifle, it is not a staff that solidifies a spell and introduces all the energy.

A staff that can be completely separated from the mage in use.

Fill it with crystallized elemental projectiles shaped by the mage, add catalytic media, and release a violent flow of energy directed to the original array.

The cast is completed.

Everyone is a mage, but they are not mages. This model cleverly integrates mages into the core part of the army.

The flickering fireball hit its target across 땡 meters, landing on the charred wood to rekindle it.

Ji Lin opened the bottom chamber, which reminded 놛 of the structure of a shotgun. If they mechanically increase the level, these people can make a semi-automatic magic rifle very quickly.

Pour out the remaining crystallized fragments in the barrel of the magic rifle, and after releasing them, they will return to the most ordinary quartz fragments.

Ji Lin admired sincerely.

"A very nice weapon."

There is no recoil when shooting, the stability is excellent, there is no sound, and the ballistic drop is even slightly lighter than that of ordinary rifles.

The light effect produced when fired is stronger than that of an ordinary rifle. This flash can easily become the focus of attracting the enemy's attention. It is equivalent to every bullet being a tracer bullet.

Ji Lin nodded, put the magic rifle aside, and assigned new operational tasks to the relieved dean.

"Give me a copy of the ammunition production model, and prepare a copy of the weapon production process."

It has technical reference value, but not much. The inertia of the technology currently used in the territory is one thing.

The most critical thing is that the territory does not have a mature mage training system.

But it can be useful.