Path of The Dragonborn

"What's this smell?" Under normal circumstances, the outskirts of Daxis should be the fragrance of soil and grass-because it is not a forest with extremely terrifying plant density, so the nearby woodland never produces miasma. Things like that.

Besides, this is not a miasma at all.

"...Do you have gunpowder weapons stored in your territory?" Levi asked suddenly after pondering for a while.

"Wha...no." Heliga instinctively wondered-why are you asking this? Soon, I understood what Levi meant.

"Is this the smell of old gunpowder?" Heliga asked. After getting the affirmative answer from Levi, he was even more confused.

Before the power guide became the mainstream of the world, all parts of the world also had some vehicles or weapons that used gunpowder and fuel as the main driving force. However, after the application of the inexhaustible and inexhaustible conduction energy that is both clean and easy to control, under the efforts of Dr. Epstein's research team, everything has changed.

As far as Heliga himself knows, the last time someone used an old gunpowder weapon may have to be traced back to the Libel mutation a few years ago-the emergence of a floating city in the sky at that time made Libel and Ereponi The southern part of the sub-empire was all caught in the phenomenon of the conduction stop, and all the conduction equipment failed. In that case, the Royal Army had no choice but to take out part of the gunpowder equipment that had been eaten in the warehouse for a long time, and hurriedly invested in the battle with the chasing unit belonging to the association-the result was naturally heavy losses, until Richard The old soldiers with the Ministry of Information, who focused on close combat without the need for force guides, successfully countered them.

In addition, it was the secretly manufactured steam chariot mechanism at the time-although the Imperial Army did not really take any action at the time, Heliga suspects that those chariots must be filled with gunpowder weapons.

Because guided weapons are lighter and easier to transform, not to mention that all current frontier research directions are mainly guided weapons-there are almost no individuals or organizations that still use old gunpowder in the world.

"I have a bad feeling." Levi reminded aloud, "Go back to town and have a look."

"Probably...no." Heliga muttered to herself-deep down, there was a hint of anxiety.

I seem to be missing something.

"Let's go."

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When he reached the edge of the town and the sparse lights were faintly visible in it, Heliga had no doubt.

Sporadic firefights, noisy sounds from a distance. Occasionally someone cries.

"This is..." Heliga frowned. "Is it the direction of the shelter...?"

"If there, someone from the "rose" you brought should be stationed...Galcia should be there tonight. Levi thought for a moment, "Could it be..."

"Hmm... I'm afraid there is an armed conflict-we don't have gunpowder weapons here, it can only be brought by some outsiders. Considering that ordinary refugees will not carry enough heavy weapons anyway. ..."

"Well... it's probably an existence similar to the "Sail Corps". As for why it is a gunpowder weapon...maybe to avoid people's eyes, because the weapons used by some hunting regiments are very distinctive and can be easily recognized. "Levy himself has been in the hunting field for a while, and unlike Heliga, who has not actually participated in several battles, he started with the most basic hunting soldiers. "For example, " The saw gun of the "Red Constellation" and the heavy axe gun of the "West Wind". "

"You mean, this hunting regiment deliberately disguised its identity by replacing it with gunpowder weapons..." Heliga understood what Levi meant, "Then, this is an intentional aggression, not an accident. "

"Well... I'm afraid that's the way it is." Levi nodded, "What are you going to do?"

"That's not enough." Heliga gritted her teeth and said.

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"Drink!" He slammed a hunter directly on the wall with his fist. Garcia watched the hunter in front of him let out a vague roar, and nodded in satisfaction.

His body is not unscathed. He who uses close-range attacks as his main attack method must be close to the enemy before he can exert sufficient combat power. However, the fighting spirit belonging to the warrior who can bounce off the stray bullets and protect himself in the barrage is slightly stretched when faced with more powerful gunpowder weapons.

What's more, the opponent's hunters are not the masters to provoke--before they discovered them, a dozen people had already sneaked into this refuge. Although the members of "Rose" are young elites, it is clear that this chasing group of unknown origin is of higher rank.

The whole body is wearing ordinary steel armor that can be bought on the market, and the nameplates and signs that symbolize the ownership of the hunting regiment have long been worn out; and the gunpowder weapons in their hands make Garcia wonder whether he has crossed over. Thirty years ago, when individual hunters could not afford the more luxurious guided force weapons at the time—I never heard of any active hunter regiment that still used gunpowder weapons.

The opponent’s purpose is obviously more than simple infiltration. After Garcia discovered them, their large group of troops staying outside the town obviously retreated because of the exposure of the front troops; the rest of the group They are just covering each other and fighting and retreating.

However, Garcia knew—behind this incident, there must be a deep-seated reason that he did not know. Even if the combat power in his hand is not enough to completely defeat them, he should at least leave one or two prisoners behind, because Heliga will definitely ask later.

Hidden here is the princess of the empire-Garcia knew this well. He doesn't quite understand the complicated political relationships behind it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand the truth. This invasion is definitely not as simple as it seems.

"Mr. Garcia." Just as Garcia gently touched the abrasions on the side of his abdomen and grinned, a water-blue light enveloped the wounds all over his body, and his physical strength was in the water. Quickly recover under the blue force of magic. It turned out that Martha arrived in time.

"Thank you...what's the situation over there?" When the battle broke out, Martha and Garcia happened to be on both sides of the refuge-after the battle broke out, the two temporarily lost contact. Seeing that Martha was safe, Garcia was also slightly relieved.

"About twenty invaders...most of them have retreated. They have powerful gunpowder weapons in their hands. It's night again, so I didn't order a rash pursuit." Martha shook her head helplessly. They were the patrolmen. The mission is to ensure that there will be no riots here. Few people will be ready at any time, especially those who are prepared for the invasion of the hunting regiment.

"Is that so?" Garcia frowned. "Although it is a bit risky... it seems that this is the only way to act."