Lord of the Low Version System

With Tamil's will, the ship maiden began to manipulate herself, unlock more poses, put more tricks, and stretch out the short guns that were closed in her body.

volley!

After a few rounds of artillery shells poured out, the Lomut empire's capital was blown away ... a fog of war.

"The city wall is 40 meters high and 19 meters thick, and the texture is cast from blue steel rock filled with cracks in the molten iron. Guardians 972, Arrow Tower 8 ..."

At the moment when the fog of war was unveiled, the battlefield observation system provided by the ship maiden had listed detailed data of this corner, and even marked the position of the officer according to the clothing and strength level of the soldier.

Unfortunately, the fog of war is like a tide, and after a moment of opening, it rolls back at a faster speed.

The front became gloomy and misty again.

No one knows what is in the mist.

"Open the sunroof."

The ship mother immediately responded, and the upper glass window retracted to the sides, exposing huge space.

Tamil buys an eternal gun, throws his energy into the mist, and hears the sound of gold and iron collision. Tamil immediately knows that nothing in the mist has changed.

So he waved with a big hand-attack!

The savages could not bear it any longer, and all turned over the dragons and griffins, whistling out of the skylight.

The skylight shrouded a faint light, which was the power of the artifact.

When the barbarians entered the ship's body, they were reduced in size, and at this time they were restored to their original size, even a little bit larger.

Immediately after the impact, the savages started a snowstorm, and a thick icy wind shrouded themselves and their mounts. Thousands of savages started the blizzard at the same time.

Originally, the soldiers of the Lomut Empire had a full perspective. The fog of war is effective for the enemy and not for them.

With the obstruction of the fog of war, the enemy can be bright and dark, and the enemy is unprepared.

But now, the savages directly blow the snowstorm and blow away the fog of war while hiding themselves.

Yes, they are in a snowstorm, but the question is, where is the archer looking?

The crossbows fired by the tower were blown crooked, let alone bows and arrows.

boom!

Countless figures fell from the sky like ice meteorite.

They were sturdy, blood-red in both eyes, carrying spears and holding a large axe, and were covered with crystal ice armor, exhaling with frost.

At the moment of landing, there will always be six thick ice edges impacting around, and the perfect snowflake pattern is drawn on the ground.

However, the hexagon of snowflakes will always pierce the Lomute Empire soldiers, easily pierce their armor, infuse the sensational cold into them, and even squeeze the hot fire of life out of the body.

After a savage has established a foothold in the city, more and more savages land around him and join the first board.

Lomut's empire continued to scream with horns everywhere.

too suddenly!

It's too obtrusive!

For thousands of years, the Lomut Empire has been in war and has not been interrupted for a day.

They have experienced various tactics and faced various opponents, not only humans, but also Warcraft in the mountains and forests, and even monsters in the ocean.

When it comes to war scenes, there is really nothing they haven't seen.

However, this scene has never been seen before.

The soldiers and generals of the Lomut Empire must admit that they are ignorant.

They have never heard of flying chess that is huge enough to carry hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

They have never seen a siege weapon capable of throwing soldiers on the wall with a stone thrower.

The most important thing is that none of these thieves thrown by human cannonballs have failed, and they have blossomed after landing, and the two sides are even more blossoming.

Fortunately, the next battle returned to normal scope.

Although these savages were a bit fierce, fierce, taller, stronger, and bloodthirsty ...

However, the soldiers of the Lomut Empire were not afraid.

This is their tradition for thousands of years.

If you shrink back on the battlefield and give your back to the enemy, you will inevitably be spurned by everyone, punished by the state, and even your family will be ashamed of it.

At that time, those who flinch will find that death is not the most terrible thing in the world. The corpse of horse leather is really the best and most glorious method of death.

They spontaneously formed a queue and formed a battle array. The spearmen and the sword shield were freely combined to form a small combat group.

The military training in the Lomut Empire was professional and monotonous.

For example, pikemen, only practice one move in their lifetime, that is, straight piercing.

Even ordinary people who are not vindictive, after ten years of training in a barracks, can poke out transparent holes in thick trunks with a single shot.

Another example is the sword shield hand. The left hand will always only practice shield blocking and collision, and the right hand will always only practice forward poking and chopping.

All soldiers of the same service are all the same.

Therefore, there is no need to get in and out of time, and a few soldiers can form a tacit battle.

It's just that the barbarians are too powerful.

They are often all alone, but their fighting power alone can be equal to a squadron, or even a squadron.

The barbarian's spear is unshakable. Even if the sword and shield hand poses in a textbook-style blocking position, it is still penetrated by the thrown spear and nailed to the ground with the pikeman behind him. It is invincible, let alone cut it on people. Even if it is cut on the wall cast by blue steel and iron molten iron, it is still shot by Mars, and the stones are empty.

It ’s sharp!

Sharp!

Until the emergence of the spirit, did not stop the violent impact of the barbarians. The barbarian's spear is inconceivable. Even if the sword shield hand poses in a textbook-style blocking position, it is still penetrated by the thrown spear and nailed to the ground with the pikeman behind him.

The barbarian's axe is indestructible, let alone cut it on people, even if it is cut on the city wall cast by blue steel and iron molten iron, it is still shot by Mars, and the stones are empty.

It ’s sharp!

Sharp!

Until the emergence of the spirit, did not stop the violent impact of the barbarians.

Ying Ling is an unyielding soul on the battlefield. Even if life is stopped, the war will continue.

They have powerful spiritual ideas, and can transcend life into a special existence.

Therefore, there will be wandering souls on many ancient battlefields, and even after thousands of years, they still resound with angry roars and desolate horns.

The **** of war likes the spirit very much, because he is the spirit itself, or the first spirit.

The enemy cut off his head, and he used his eyes and belly button as his mouth, and continued to fight for seven days and seven nights, killing the enemy.

Become famous in one battle, but also become **** in one battle.

After that, he collected the spirits, cultivated them, and built the Hall of Spirits, where the spirits cultivated and discussed.

Yingling does not need to eat and sleep, so this practice and study are endless and never stop.

Because they are heroes, war is the source of their existence.

Once the fighting ceases and the war is exhausted, they lose their meaning.

Today, sharpening thousands of years of fighting skills has finally come in handy.