Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

(Something happened during Qingming Festival, so the update time is a bit messy recently, sorry, QWQ)

(Restored to normal in Ming Dynasty)

January of the year, late winter and early spring.

Crusaders’ base.

Zhou Quan adjusted the red and white military uniform he was wearing, and hung the red straps on the buttons at the corners of his clothes.

The clothes provided by the Holy See to the lords were based on pure white, supplemented by simple and direct red lines and a small amount of ribbon straps, which were holy and carried a touch of bright red power and solemnity.

He rode on his black horse and began to patrol his own camp.

The Holy See has set aside a separate area for these lords who surrendered to serve as vassal troops, only 20 kilometers away from the Crusaders’ camp. If they make any unusual movements.

The heavy cavalry will immediately flatten the lords’ camps.

Of course, Zhou Quan also talked privately with other lords who surrendered, and they all agreed that it was only a matter of time before the Crusaders killed the other lords who were scattered.

And they will rise in the process of assisting the Crusaders.

Finally, this time it is their turn to suppress other lords by relying on the situation... No matter how powerful they are, they will eventually fall under the double advantage of the number and quality of the Holy See Crusaders.

Other lords have never seen the true power of the Holy See army, but he has.

The lowest-level Crusaders can also use rune weapons and flintlocks, and every monk/priest/nun has a special ability belonging to the Holy See, a supernatural ability different from ordinary divine arts.

Entering the main camp of the Crusaders, Zhou Quan walked through a large number of temporary houses built with wooden materials, and the Crusaders took the initiative to make way for him.

This is not because ordinary Crusaders respect him so much, but...

"Devil!"

"Master monks and nuns should not be allowed to enter the camp!"

"May God bless us..."

Chaotic voices rang out, and the Crusaders and centurions wearing light armor and white robes did not hide their hostility.

‘Demons’, ‘undeads’, ‘living dead’.

Zhou Quan heard the Crusaders describe their human lords like this... After all, they really won’t die in battle.

They will be resurrected after death, and so will he and his soldiers.

But the hostility and disgust of the soldiers of the Holy See towards him are real, as if they are the embodiment of ominous things.

“Miss Theresa, what do you want to talk to me about?”

Zhou Quan saw the woman standing in front of the tent, got off the horse, straightened his back and tidied his clothes before walking over to greet her.

This nun is very popular among their lords.

She is beautiful, has a high status, and treats them kindly.

He has also seen other hunter nuns, all of whom are very beautiful... That’s great.

“Mr. Zhou Quan, I heard that you seized some spell books in the battle...”

Theresa’s voice was gentle, with a hint of doubt, as if she was asking a question.

“Yes.” Zhou Quan replied.

In the eyes of the lords, spells don't ask where they come from, and victory doesn't ask where it comes from. As long as it's good, you'll catch it.

It's even normal to study the books seized from the enemy in battle.

No one will scold you for being despicable just because you are an elf or human lord and practice necromancy and abyssal spells.

"No." Theresa said.

"What?" Zhou Quan was stunned.

"Everything other than God is heresy. Please hand in all the books you seized, otherwise I must fulfill my duties... I don't want to use you as a gift to God."

Theresa held the silver cross in her hand, and her tone was a little bit of imperceptible superiority.

"As compensation, I will apply to the Holy Knight for the permission of divine spells for you, as well as the extract of holy bones."

Zhou Quan took a deep breath and held back the "Can I still use spells?" that wanted to escape.

Given the witch hunting performance in his world, it would be strange if this group of obviously more extreme madmen could defeat their spells.

"By the way, we are about to open the portal to teleport the main army to this world. Here is a piece of advice for you... Read the doctrine carefully and prove your worth. The madmen in the field of hatred are not as easy to talk to as the believers in our field of war."

Theresa was very satisfied with Zhou Quan's performance, and her eyes fell on the fingertip-sized fragments in her hand that emitted a lavender light.

She injected some energy into the fragments, and the fragments floated in the air like bubbles.

Floating in the air... I don't know how many soldiers the Holy Land will send.

Or will there be another real "holy war" for the resources of this world?

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West Line of Defense, Goliath Knights Station.

The Goliath Knights are located at the junction of the Eastern Line of Defense and the Western Line of Defense. It is close to Sky Island and has abundant resources.

They were located at the edge of the defense line, and were able to avoid the most intense battle on the main battlefield of the western defense line, where three large knight groups were now fighting frantically.

There were thousands of casualties every day on the central battlefield, and the armored cavalry and monster infantry were only consumables on the battlefield. They didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

The knights had to go through a "ritual" to establish a king who was qualified to lead other knight groups, and the electors had to choose a true "emperor".

There were Ming people who were born on islands, Ming people who were born in the temperate zone of the continent, Ming people who were born in the extreme cold, and Ming people who were born in the tropics.

The vanguard cavalry has confirmed that the size of the Vatican's advance team is between 100,000 and 100,000. Each knight group can withstand the military pressure of this scale alone and persist for a long time... It's just 100,000 people. A 100,000-man army can't even think of moving forward in front of permanent fortifications.

Three, or even 10 completely different forms of enlightenment want to unite, and most of them feel as uncomfortable as eating shit.

They don't have the most basic trust consensus.

Not to mention that some of them have a sense of distrust towards the other part, and some of them even maintain a rather arrogant attitude towards the other group.

Ignorance is not an obstacle to survival, but arrogance is.

'Why should I listen to your command? '

'Why do you want my command? '

'Will you turn around and eat me after the front line? Will you eat me as a resource bag if the front line situation is not favorable? ’

(Don’t think this scene is rare, it is a classic scene...)

So they decided to solve their disputes and differences in the fastest way.

‘War’

The war established a ‘king’ with leadership. No matter what the result is, there will always be someone who can prove his ability and establish his prestige.

The Knights, composed of hundreds of lords, obey the Knights’ Central Council of Seven, and each of the Seven Councils controls its own ‘Behemoth’-level legion.

Monster infantry, as long as the lord is not particularly unlucky, he can always get monster infantry as a timely combat force for the army.

Behemoth units are much rarer than monster infantry. As long as these terrifying creatures named Leviathan appear on the battlefield, they can determine the outcome of a small-scale battle.

The seven lords who can train and cultivate behemoth units are a very strong combat force. The Goliath Knights are absolutely confident that they can withstand the full-scale offensive of the Crusaders.

What's more, they have two lords from the first era in charge.

What's wrong with 100,000 people?

They don't need unity.

The sentry stationed at the city wall sentry station narrowed his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance, feeling that the shadows under the night sky seemed a little wrong tonight.

Are they moving?

"Enemy attack——!!!!"

The sentry sounded the alarm.

Destructive and overwhelming firepower arrived.

The flames that lit up all over the field, led by the charge of monster infantry and heavy cavalry, hit the high walls built of granite under the cover of night.

So, the lord from the eastern defense line decided to help them solve this problem personally, like a falling whip of God.

(Here I'll say something nonsense. The total population of Tokyo is 1.3 billion, while the total population of NATO is only 950 million. If we include Tokyo and its neighbor in the north, the population is barely equal to that of Tokyo.)

(If we really divide them by the proportion of people educated, I think the current proportion of lords is too low. It is completely normal to see that one of two people is a fellow villager.)

(So it is very normal that there are many fellow villagers in this book. Nod.)

(Oh, by the way, Tokyo has been a very martial nation since ancient times. Do you believe me when I say that the 9.6 million square kilometers of land were given to us by nomadic peoples and savages who obeyed the king?)

(Traditional craft: Jingguan.jpg)

(If any barbarian who refuses to obey the king dares to scold me, I will drag his whole family to build Jingguan.)

(Good boy, don't look up what Jingguan is.)