Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

Early in the morning, at four o'clock, the starting point of the war mages stationed at the portal.

A new batch of war mages are preparing to leave the camp for external reconnaissance.

"We have been reconnaissance all day yesterday because of the stress of command, but we didn't find anything."

An elf mage muttered, taking the staff handed over by the follower beside him.

He complained to the human mage colleague standing next to him.

"Last night, we were asked to perform night shift reconnaissance again. Do you know that it is difficult for us to recover our mental strength? We were also asked to increase the flight altitude to one thousand meters."

Reconnaissance is carried out every four hours, including at night. Even if there are enough mages in the camp, they cannot withstand such high-intensity recurring attacks.

If it weren't for the imperial army, the commander would not have mobilized the power of the mages so wantonly.

"Who knows? I just want to go back and have a good sleep."

The human mage standing next to him shrugged and took his staff in his hand.

Fireball loaded.

Even as one of the most ordinary war mages, he knew that the war was out of control.

What's more, when facing an out-of-control war, it is better to save his life first.

"I'm ready..."

The elven mage nodded, and then realized that a reconnaissance team should be covered by three war mages.

"You skipped work and are still sleeping. You know, there are not many mages who can master the flying spell."

The human mage looked indifferent and carried the staff loaded with the speed spell on his back.

"Two people can also perform the reconnaissance work. There is no need for three people. If you don't want to go, I can go alone."

Two light trails rose up and rushed into the hazy night sky.

Three thousand meters high.

Flying silently and silently, spreading out false wings, the human flew over the forest covered with a layer of gray-green fog before dawn.

There was no light in the distance. The camp disappeared from the sight of the mage reconnaissance team. The circular high wall built seemed to merge with the forest under observation.

Two thousand meters high.

"The regional reconnaissance is over. No signs of marching were found. Over."

With a radius of ten kilometers, the three mages spread out in an arc after reaching the target point, and regrouped into a reconnaissance team after reaching the edge of the reconnaissance area.

The two mages will conduct a rough reconnaissance of the entire area like a Y-shaped spread.

"I don't see any enemy here either."

The elven mage pressed the short-range communication spell next to his ear, and the voice of the human mage came from the other side.

Two thousand meters high.

"Okay, we can prepare to return."

The human mage activated the communication spell. This simple communication spell can only ensure that two mages can talk smoothly within one kilometer. If it is farther away, the information will be distorted.

"I don't understand one thing. We have obtained information showing that we don't have any means of transportation."

The elven mage looked at the light spot approaching him not far away, thinking and asking questions.

Without means of transportation, with the number of combat units that can annihilate the two advance teams, it is impossible to hide from the sight of the mages.

They can't hide from our sight for so long.

Absolutely impossible.

One thousand meters high.

"The mage troops have checked the surrounding terrain and concluded that they did not find any road that would be created when we move."

The human mage activated the communication spell and transmitted his words to the flashing companion light not far away.

The road we disguised was visible to the mages who could move quickly in the air.

The enemy suddenly appeared on the ground, bringing our heavy machinery without leaving any traces. The simple mass echo spell did not confirm a large and obvious passage near the camp.

This is unreasonable.

It is because we are mages that we are extremely clear that something must be reasonable to exist. The enemy cannot appear there out of thin air - there must be something to help us arrive.

"Are they moving in the air... We are already 1,000 meters high now. We have been to 1,000 meters high before."

There is nothing above except the endless white world, and occasionally some fast-moving birds can be seen.

The communication fell silent.

The human mage sighed softly.

"It can only be moving in the air."

The only problem is that they got this information too late, and it was only later that they proposed to confirm the enemy's movement method through traces.

"Maybe it is higher than 1,000 meters, even higher."

Above 2,000 meters is a cold world.

Altitude 1,300.

"All ships confirm the combat command, and the airship formations are ready to enter their respective attack routes. Carry out bombing along the issued terminal area, after receiving the command."

Welcoming the first rays of morning light from the distant stars, the iron-gray fleet was swallowed and wrapped by the thick clouds, and slowly and firmly entered their routes.

"Our civilization has launched a non-offensive siege on the two camps to curb their actions."

Altitude 1,200.

1 artillery cruiser, 10 airborne carriers no longer carry structures, all converted into closed carriers.

The fleet broke through the fog, and the slowly flowing fog turned into liquid, leaving a stream-like trail in the air. From the bottom, the last layer of clouds that blocked the fleet broke away and gradually dispersed into the attack route.

The flashing floating stone array at the bottom began to work, allowing the descending airship to stabilize in the established course.

Both sides entered the visual range of each other.

Before the dawn, while the enemy was enjoying the best sleep before dawn.