Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

This is Lupo's conspiracy, but perhaps he himself does not know the existence of this strategy. If the opponent adopts a wide front to fight against him, he will have an advantage in projecting fire with more units.

And when the opponent adopts a tortoise shield formation to fight against him like now, he can only hope...

"Fire!"

With Lupo's roar, the infantry regiment suddenly raised his hand and shield to the front, and under his command, the formation was separated to create a shooting window for the crossbow.

They separated from the formation behind, and the crossbow began to release kinetic ammunition in an extremely deadly way.

A heavy crossbow arrow with a widened blade specially designed to fight against infantry was released along with the infantry regiment's defensive posture. They crossed two hundred meters in an instant, neatly passed through the shield wall, the front elven guards, and spread their blades to the people on the side.

Like a hot blade brushing against ice and snow, the thick shields and armored bodies of the elven guards seemed so vulnerable in front of such war weapons.

The killing effect of heavy crossbow arrows on dense formations far exceeded the imagination of both sides. Each crossbow arrow killed at least five elves, and more than fifteen people went to fight because of this.

This is mechanical energy, which stores energy and then releases it in the required form.

What followed was a dense rain of crossbow arrows. The crossbowmen opened the passage along the heavy crossbows and fired at the gaps. The outermost shield wall had been penetrated, and now it was finally their turn to output time.

After removing the shield, flesh and blood could not stop the steel arrows.

No matter how well-trained the elf guards were, they could only barely maintain their positions, and the militia with bows and swords behind the gap took this round of volleys completely.

The elf lord's eyes were about to burst, and the female archer next to him gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and condensed the magic with a delicate longbow, wanting to destroy a crossbow cart, but she couldn't reach the bed crossbows hiding 250 meters away, so she could only shoot two shield-bearing spearmen to express her anger.

"Infantry! Charge!"

Lupo did not intend to give the elves a chance to breathe. He issued the final order, asking his infantry regiment to take advantage of the low morale of the opponent and launch a decisive charge.

The long-range consumption ended.

The hand-to-hand combat of will and skill began.

The long-range consumption was just a preparation for this close combat. In an era when long-range power is still lacking, close combat is still the direct means to decide the battle.

The spearman's spear was blocked by the elf armor. The elf guard inserted the spear into the spearman's body with his backhand, and the sharp spear tip easily shattered the ineffective armor. When he wanted to pull out the spear, he found that his body had a gap in the armor because of the stab.

Multiple spears were fired at the same time, piercing the body of the elven guard along the gap. The surrounding cavalry team charged at the panicked elven militia from the front and side.

The heads of the infantry regiments were cut off by long swords, or the bodies were cut open by the short spears and short swords of the crossbowmen.

The well-trained infantry regiments and the elven guards with martial attainments shed their own blood on the wild plains.

The blood stained the earth.

They just regarded it as a game, like a duel between players to divide up resource points.

Whoever wins can divide up this resource point.

But they didn't expect that these monsters themselves would also react to the actions of the lords.

He pinched his own pocket watch, relying on the glass mirror on it to reflect the sunlight to send information to Chang Heng. The light source reflected on the target and the flash was difficult to observe outside. Chang Heng had checked the time.

The two lords entered a long and bloody hand-to-hand combat...

Then the steel harvest should begin.

Thanks to the tall grass here, if it weren't for these tall grasses, Ji Lin would not be able to watch the battlefield so peacefully.

The musketeer team has already touched the elves 500 meters away, carrying 200 scout hunting spiders with stealth effects. The light crossbow troops dare not bring them out for ambush because of their limited training.

Ambush requires a surprise attack. Those newly trained troops are too cumbersome to move, and their combat experience is not as good as this initial unit that follows from beginning to end.

The human lord near the swamp was handed over to the corrupted devil crab, while the elf lord far from the swamp was helped by Ji Lin to return to the stagnant preparation area in advance.

This is called division of labor and cooperation.

They met with the musketeers who had stopped and waited for Ji Lin's command. They had already loaded their weapons with ammunition and hid in the bushes silently and coldly.

Counting seconds and breathing.

The steam spiders move at a speed of 35 kilometers per hour, about ten meters per second. It takes...

One hundred seconds to cross this kilometer and rush out from behind the slope.

One minute and ten seconds.

When they launch an attack, these steam spiders will start.

Launch a destructive charge.

Five hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

Two hundred and fifty meters.

"I, I feel something is wrong..."

An unknown premonition came to her mind, and she looked at the half-elf lord beside her, but the other party was unaware.

She secretly regretted why she chose such a useless waste.

The almost tragic battlefield in front of her disturbed her sensitive intuition, and the heavy losses on her side forced her to focus all her attention on the front battlefield.

Even though she knew that her own people would not really die, she still felt blood in her heart when she saw this terrible scene.

Even if the battle situation is so bad, they are not without a chance of victory. The elf guards have been honing their martial arts skills for a long time, which is absolutely incomparable to these humans.

But, why?

As her eyes shifted to her back, the tall grass in the distance there was shaking unnaturally.

A whistle sounded across the plain.

Countless gray-clothed figures stood up from the tall grass, holding steel guns, with cold eyes, pointing directly at her and the elves who were still fighting.

The sound was like thunder, and it penetrated the armor like hemp.

The barrage of lead bullets swept past like a wall of death, and the elven guards and militiamen fell in rows like the tall grass that was trampled by the marchers. The infantry regiments that were unfortunately affected also left with the elves without any surprise.

The elven guards hurriedly raised their shields, but only blocked two bullets and were completely destroyed. The armor on their bodies could only block a lead bullet when they were very lucky.

They heard a sharp and mechanical long sound through the air, and then came - a monster.

A monster spewing white breath.

It took three minutes, or five minutes, until they were distracted.

Everyone's attention was interrupted by the attackers, and the fierce fight on the field seemed to have come to a halt.

The six-legged monster made of steel has rushed in front of all of us and crashed into the enemy camp.

Compared with the impact of the 60-man cavalry, the impact of ten steam spiders is terrifying.

Facing the monster infantry, the elf guards who still have morale intend to use their spears to fight against this steel behemoth. They can see the rune circuits circulating in the joints and naturally realize that this is a rune machine.

If you only charge... it's okay, it's very scary, but it's not without resistance...

The next moment, the arc-shaped superheated steam is ejected forward from the center of the steam spider, and at the same time, the two sides also eject steam with a shorter range to block the steam.

Died with high temperature.