Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

"Damn it!"

The chief of the wolfmen waved his claws and roared at the fleet that was only 500 meters away from him.

He saw it, and saw the humans standing among those steel creations.

Despicable humans, humans who were unwilling to fight them head-on, if they came down, he would tear them to pieces!

"Come down, come down and fight me!"

Those...humans wearing gray clothes.

No shiny armor, no long swords and crossbows, but they controlled weapons they had never seen before.

The light flowed into the wolfmen team under his command, and the large number of young and strong wolfmen killed made it bleed.

No, fighting should not be like this.

The worst he had expected might be just a large army approaching, one side attacking and the other side defending.

Its tribe had to face the arriving army, a force with complete siege weapons.

No, fighting shouldn't be like this.

But now they had to deal with a fleet that fell from the sky. They stood high in the sky and looked down at the camp. There was no mercy or cruelty in their eyes.

They were just completing a task they were supposed to complete.

"Clan leader, we... we can't reach them!"

The captain of the wolf man reported the results of the battle to him. Under the sweep of the heat beam just now, even the wolf men who still had some courage came down from the tower.

Most of the jackals stationed in the camp found a place they thought was safe to hide and avoid the fire from the sky. The big goblins ran and shouted everywhere.

In response to its anger, the cannon flashed with fire, a flash of light and smoke flashed in the air, and the two artillery cruisers fired a total of twelve 15mm cannons continuously.

It can't be seen, it can't be observed.

But the other side must have launched an attack, its intuition couldn't be more obvious to it.

"Hide, hide, wait for them to reach the ground and then we will come out to give them a fatal blow!"

The clan leader roared, grabbing a trembling goblin wizard who followed him. These goblin wizards witnessed everything, and their greatest courage was to follow him and run out of the barracks.

"You useless things, fight back, we gnolls accept you and don't want you to watch us die behind us!"

"My lord... we really can't reach you... a hundred meters is already the limit."

The captured goblin mage cried and begged in a shrill voice. The attack distance of mages is far less than that of archers.

At least at this stage... and in the future, all professions will eventually converge to the same source, and they are just different in the way each profession uses its abilities.

"Shi..."

Zhang Xiao, the captain of the gnolls, wanted to persuade his clan leader to dodge together, to dodge the upcoming attack.

But the attack of the territory troops had already arrived, and its head exploded with a cracking sound, and the red and white things inside also exploded and scattered.

It vaguely saw a flash of golden light on the ground behind the gnoll captain, and something pierced it, killing the gnoll captain of its own tribe.

The goblin soldiers running on the road outside the barracks seemed to be knocked down by an invisible scepter, wailing and falling to the ground. The clan leader saw that their thin bodies had several uncontrollable wounds that kept bleeding.

Whether it was the gnoll or the big goblin, they fell down inexplicably while running, and fell to the ground with blood flowing.

Some lucky ones did not die, they were lucky enough to be alive... just waiting for their own liberation.

No one has the ability to remove the lead shrapnel from their bodies. The rain of bullets pours down and kills. The shrapnel carrying deadly kinetic energy will tear apart all enemies in front of them.

Like an invisible rain of arrows falling from the sky, it will nail all enemies exposed to the ground.

It hurts...

What pierced through his fur... so fast that he couldn't see it...

The clan leader touched his chest armor that was slightly sunken, and found a dark gray metal object slightly larger than his fingertips.

It was this armor that helped him resist the shrapnel that should have entered its body.

The soft metal deformed and softened in front of the chest armor, leaving a pit visible to the naked eye.

It imagined that the arrow head would roll in the flesh and blood, pulling out a bloody mark...

Penetrate, deform, tear the flesh and blood.

The invisible arrow flew through the air and turned into a long blade, piercing through the flesh and blood within the range, a lead bullet.

(I will take a day off tomorrow, vomiting my soul. The author's mental state is not very good recently... By the way, prepare for the content of the next volume!)

(The next volume is a copy! Arms on hips!)