Your war hammer is too fake

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Note 1: It is nonsense to say that archers hide in the back row and shoot arrows in movies and TV dramas. Whether it is a bow and crossbow, a javelin, a slingshot or an early musket, the ranged infantry always stands at the front in the infantry formation. As for the Spanish phalanx? The tactical concept of that thing is that I have no flanks and rears, and every side is the front.

Note 2: Bronzino's Gallopers are a famous Tyrell mercenary group, and a rare cavalry artillery in Warhammer. They are known for their flexible and maneuverable tactics. In fact, many famous Tyrell mercenary groups came to this battle.

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Author's note: Thank you for your concern. My fingers don't hurt as much as yesterday, but it still has some adverse effects on typing.

Answer to the reader "Multan's Fox":

How is that possible... The performance is definitely not as exaggerated as PL15 and AIM120.

Answer to reader "Bergman Ranger":

Correct.

Chapter 342: The End of the War (Part 2)

An Jiyue felt that she had observed long enough.

Neither she nor Xiao Yiyue, nor Morgan, who was preparing to lead his army back to Marienburg after dealing with the High Elves, could find any trace of Teclis. The Supreme Magic Swordsman seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, and the girl suspected that even the High Elves didn't know where he had gone.

The Anxi Army Jiedushi had not taken action because he wanted to lure out Teclis and kill him. She did not kill Tyrion after catching him. On the one hand, she did not want to completely break up with the high elves at this time. On the other hand, and more importantly, she did not want to get the spicy chicken strips for nothing.

But Teclis was different. Even at the risk of all-out war with Ulthuan, the benefits of killing this former mirror of the High Elves, now a scum of the earth, were well worth fighting the Longbeard War 2.0. Unfortunately, even as the High Elf air force was about to be defeated and the battle was about to be decided, Teclis still did not show up.

Under the command of several helmsmen, the Sky Slasher formation tried to close the distance at all costs. Dozens of Hawkeye crossbows mounted on the Sky Slasher airships kept repeating the steps of winding, loading, aiming, and shooting. However, even though the leading Sky Slasher was about to rush into the range of the Dwarflings, the arrows fired by the crossbows were still unable to penetrate the armor of the flying warships, whether it was the thick oak planks of the Kingfisher class or the forged steel armor of the Swift class.

So the Sea Guards naturally took out the last solution, boarding. As the standing army of the Kingdom of Itain, the Lothern Sea Guards are actually marines in terms of troop composition, main functions and organizational model. As an important part of the High Elite Navy, boarding is not unfamiliar to the Sea Guards...

Although this was their first time to perform boarding in the air.

Thanks to the fearless sacrifice of the giant eagles, the Sky Slasher formation was able to crash into the range of the Dwarflings in a relatively intact state. Whether it was the Aurora Line, the Empire Line, or the Dwarf Line, except for the Elf Line, all flying warships used the Dwarflings and its variants as their main close-range defense weapons. The so-called Dwarfling is a rotary-barreled firearm that uses high-pressure steam to propel projectiles. Its shape is somewhat similar to the Gatling gun invented by an American doctor, except that it does not use gunpowder and has no rifling.

The Dwarfs have their own miniature steam boiler that uses alcohol as fuel to generate high-temperature and high-pressure steam. In the eyes of the Lords of the Holy Scriptures, this miniature boiler is the real black technology. In comparison, the Dwarfs' radios and helicopters are not so outrageous. At least the latter two are just too advanced in this world.

At the beginning of the battle, the crew members wearing armor and carrying muskets started all the boilers of the Dwarfs and began to pressurize the pressure chamber directly connected to the gun barrel. Depending on the model, this process takes about ten to fifteen minutes. This characteristic also makes steam guns represented by the Dwarfs very disadvantaged in sudden battles.

Slow response speed, inability to penetrate heavy armor, difficult maintenance, the whole device is too heavy, unable to shoot for a long time... The Dwarf has a lot of shortcomings, but the ability to fire continuously is enough to cover up all of the above shortcomings.

The heavily armored human soldier aimed the muzzle of the Dwarfling at the incoming enemy and pulled the trigger. With the unique "chi" and "chi" sound of steam guns, it usually only took one or two short bursts to clear all the passengers on a Sky Slasher airship, and then the operator would immediately turn the muzzle and calmly switch to the next target.

No matter how much the Dwarflings could not break through the heavy armor, they could not break through the breastplate and scale armor skirts of the Sea Guards. It seemed as if an invisible barrier appeared between the two air forces with different styles. As long as the High Elves crossed a certain red line, they would meet their end. Even if the Sea Guards drove the Sky Slashers one after another to charge, they could not break through this boundary.

The crossfire network of more than 30 Dwarfs (some of which had no range) was like a wall of sighs, thwarting Triton's attempt to board the ship. When the pressure in the pressure chamber dropped to the point where the majority of the Dwarfs could no longer fire due to continuous firing, the last Swift Feather Peng was shot through the head by Luo Yanlang, and it fell to the ground, dragging the airship with it.

The duel between the air forces ended, and the flying warships once again used a one-sided massacre to declare their absolute dominance in the air battle. Then, the second echelon of the flying fleet, consisting of two Kingfisher-class ships and eleven Grasshopper gunboats, began to approach the ground battlefield while lowering their flight altitude.

The second echelon did not participate in the battle with the high-elite air force. They had been hiding far away under An Jiyue's orders. On the one hand, the war situation had not developed to the point where they needed to join the battle; on the other hand, An Jiyue hoped that they could join the ground attack in the most complete manner possible, and end this battle that the Lords of the Holy Scriptures thought was boring with overwhelming firepower.

The eleven Grasshopper gunboats in the fleet all belonged to the West Air Force, including three standard Grasshoppers, and four Grasshopper II A and Grasshopper II B. The latter was an improved model with a redesigned lower hull structure. Although it was called "Grasshopper II", it was actually developed simultaneously with the standard model. The bomb bay originally used to hold aerial bombs was replaced with a combat bay. The A-type had four flamethrowers imported from Haimen Pass installed in the combat bay, while the B-type had eight dwarf guns.

The firing range of these heavy weapons covers the lower hemisphere of the gunboat, and both Type A and Type B still retain the twin steam harpoon launcher on the deck.

The second echelon cut in from the north-eastern side of the intervention army and headed south-west. The two Kingfisher-class ships in the second echelon maintained a certain flight altitude and did not descend too low, while the Grasshopper gunboats adjusted their course and entered a descending attack trajectory - basically equivalent to a dive attack in the aircraft world. The structural strength of the flying ship does not allow them to make such violent maneuvers, so the flight trajectory of the Grasshopper gunboats at this time is much smoother than that of the aircraft in a dive state.

The first to speak were the three standard Grasshoppers. In order to maximize the bombing effect, they were responsible for taking the lead in the ground attack. The three Grasshoppers were arranged in a herringbone formation and pressed on the top of the main square formation of the intervention army. The double-opening hatch at the bottom of the gunboat flipped down and opened, revealing the rows of aerial bombs hanging flat on the ammunition racks inside.

At the front of the bomb bay, the bombardment sergeant pulled down a lever, followed by the second, third, and fourth levers. The bomb racks in the bomb bay of a standard Grasshopper gunboat were divided into four independent parts, so that they could choose whether to drop all the bombs at once or only a portion of the ammunition each time.

Of course, there was no such thing as a Norton bombing sight. The accuracy of the Grasshopper gunboat during aerial bombing depended on flying low enough, plus the experience of the bombing sergeant himself. At an altitude of about 100 meters above the ground, 90 tons of aerial bombs poured down, and the countless smoke and dust raised by the explosion almost completely overlapped with the main force of the intervention army. The violent sound waves drowned out the insignificant screams of the victims before they died.

After the bombing was completed, the three standard Grasshoppers that had been unloaded suddenly jumped up, and then followed the momentum to climb up and leave the battlefield. Without giving the enemy any time to react, eight Grasshopper IIs followed closely behind, and burning fireballs and hot lead bullets fell from the sky, wantonly slaughtering the enemy who had lost the protection of the air force and had almost no air defense capabilities.

The losses suffered by the high elves were still within an acceptable range for the time being, because the second echelon focused its attack on the Warhound mercenaries. Ulthuan has always been willing to spend money to save its compatriots, and when victory is certain, the Lords of the Holy Scriptures do not mind earning some ransom for prisoners. As for the Warhound mercenaries, considering that they will have to trouble Boggio later, the group members unanimously agreed that it would be better for all of them to die on the battlefield.

From the moment the air battle ended, the battle was actually over. The commander of the High Elf Intervention Army, Prince Ivan, who was somewhat related to Finubar, understood this deeply. The prince tried to make a last-ditch effort, and he sent his army to rush up to entangle the Westers. When the ground forces of both sides were mixed together, the enemy's flying fleet would inevitably be afraid to act rashly.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the speed at which his own air force would be destroyed, and also underestimated the maneuverability of the flying fleet. As the War Dog mercenaries desperately fled in the sea of ​​fire and explosions, Prince Yifan raised his head and looked up at the frigates in the sky that were not participating in the ground bombing.

"Whatever the reason, our enemies don't want to kill us all for now," the prince said to his anxious subordinates. "Surrender. There is no need to continue this battle. I will take all the responsibility for the failure."

"If I cannot bring victory and glory to Ulthuan, then at least I will bring you back alive."

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Author's note: By this time tomorrow, my finger will probably be fully healed. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so it will heal quickly.

Chapter 343 After the Battle

Five days after the battle, the victorious West led his troops back to Marienburg.

The provincial infantrymen in red uniforms held their heads high and marched in neat rows through the city gates amid the cheers of the citizens. If before this battle, the people of Marienburg still had complaints and dissatisfaction with Egwene's rule, and even secretly planned to overthrow the Knight's rule, then after this hearty victory, no one would question, even privately, the Elector's indisputable rule over the entire Westland.

Morgan and the Kaldorei arrived two days ago, mainly because they spent a lot of time bypassing the swamp. The worldly-wise people of Marienburg did not make a fuss about the arrival of these strange elves, even though the Kaldorei were escorting hundreds of high elves and wild elves captives. In the highly internationalized Marienburg, before Egwene's arrival, not to mention the elves, even Chaos followers could move semi-openly in certain specific areas of the city, as long as they didn't make it too conspicuous and attract witch hunters.

Prince Ivan's wise decision allowed most of the high elves in the intervention army to survive. After the ambush, only one in ten of the high elves who resisted to the end survived. Even if the wild elves who failed to escape were counted, Morgan only captured less than 300 prisoners. On the main battlefield, only one in ten of the tens of thousands of high elves died. Considering the common battle intensity in the Warhammer world, this was already a very minor loss.

In contrast, the Warhounds mercenaries, who were given special care by the flying fleet, suffered a devastating blow, and many of the long-renowned mercenary groups in Tyrell were wiped out in this battle. Ulthuan would pay a very considerable ransom for the high elf captives, and the Lords of the Sacred Scriptures themselves were not prepared to make things too awkward with the toilet seat, so they would naturally not kill the Asur who intervened in the army; however, the Warhounds mercenaries were another matter. No matter what the ruler of Tyrell, Boggio the Besieger, thought, and what Ulthuan had promised him, when he openly intervened in the war between the two giants, in the words of a certain hydrogen man:

"You have a way to die."

There is no need to send troops to conquer Tyrell. The war resources of the Lords of the Codex are barely enough. It is not difficult to simply defeat the Tyrells, but if you want to maintain your rule over Tyrell for a long time, the number of occupying troops required is likely to empty the group members' funds, and ruling Tyrell does not provide much substantial benefits.

However, it was necessary to give the Tyrells a good beating and make Poggio pay for his actions. An Jiyue's plan was to first allow Dustan to grant Egwene remote deployment rights in Akendorf, then Knight Ji would spawn a Martian army in Akendorf, march westward and capture the only city in the entire Border Prince Territory, the Tyrell colony of Mirmidon, and use it as a support point to carry out the next move.

If Poggio is smart enough, An Jiyue is ready to take down the pirate den of Sartosa. The governor is still considering whether to let Egwene, Dustan or occupy this place himself. Anyway, this place must be controlled by the Lord of the Holy Book. As long as Sartosa is in hand, the group members can use it to clamp down on the Tyrells on the surface, and secretly use this place as a forward base. When conditions are ripe, they will send troops to the Withered Swamp and strive to take down the Skaven Magic City in one battle.

"What if Poggio doesn't know what's best for him?" asked Evelyn.

"Then we will beat him until he realizes what's best for him!" An Jiuyue replied.

The victory of the second anti-intervention made the people of Marienburg take a 180-degree turn in their attitude towards Egwene. Facing the triumphant provincial army, thousands of citizens gathered on both sides of the street, cheering loudly and throwing flower petals at the soldiers marching in formation. From time to time, a young girl would rush out of the crowd and kiss a soldier with decent looks. When the imperial knights riding armored war horses and wearing full plate armor escorted the prisoners, every citizen's face was filled with immense pride of victory, as if they had won the battle.

When the 19 warships of various sizes were arranged in order from small to large, and flew at a very low altitude less than meters above the ground, the huge sound waves reached their peak. The people of Marienburg cheered wildly with their voices hoarse, waving their handkerchiefs at the warships slowly passing through the sky. "These are our warships! The fleet flying in the sky!" They said this, and then raised their heads and drank the free drinks distributed by the city hall. "Ours!" They emphasized this over and over again in various accents of Rex Pell.

As early as the day the battle ended, the City Hall announced the news to the citizens who were half-believing and half-doubting, and began to prepare for a celebration banquet. In order to dilute the tense atmosphere caused by the crackdown since Egwen took office, the City Hall announced that on the day of the celebration banquet, as long as they showed the household registration certificate issued by the City Hall and were adults, every citizen could get three liters of beer or wine from the state-owned store, either of the two, and children could get half a pound of candy.

This decision was warmly supported by all the citizens. Knight Ji suspected that the main reason why these people were so happy was that there was free wine to drink.

"Karl's envoy has arrived." Egwene looked at the crowd in the distance for a while, then changed the subject. "Aldolf once again assured me that if Ulthuan still refuses to face reality, the Emperor's army will participate in the next battle."

"As long as Finubar is not crazy, it will not happen again," An Jiyue shook his head. "The emperor can ignore the 'border conflict' and let you fight as you please. But if Ulthuan sends troops to invade the legal territory of the empire again and again, Kadahammer must stop if he does not want his political enemies to use this matter to make a fuss. Well... Actually, compared to this matter, I suddenly thought that since Green Chaos is gone, what should His Majesty Deathclaw do (Note 1)?"

"...How about I send someone to the Gray Mountains to try their luck?" Knight Princess asked tentatively.

"Forget it, let it be. If nothing works, riding a dragon is not bad either," the governor thought for a moment and said, "I actually want to see the dragon-riding Emperor Ka. If he names the Imperial Dragon Deathclaw, then the show will be really great."

The Empire has dragons, though there is only one (Note 2). This fire dragon, called the "Imperial Dragon", comes from a cave in the Black Mountains. Since its hatching, it has been imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom of the Imperial Zoo for a long time. This is because Karl Franz is the only one in the entire Empire who can tame this dragon, but the Emperor himself only loves death claws.

"Rather than you sending someone to try your luck, wouldn't it be more in line with the 'setting' if I sent someone to look for it?" Morgan floated in from outside the study as he spoke: "Maybe we can find it."

"Deathclaws are special," An Jiyue leaned against the window with her arms folded across her chest, "You can't just find any griffin egg."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter," King Changqing waved his hand, "By the way, I just happen to have something to talk to you about."

Morgan, who had grown increasingly disliked wearing shoes after traveling across time, and walked around barefoot all day, lay down in a chair and stretched out his arms. "I've been visiting Coastal Heavy Industries these past two days, and it suddenly occurred to me that I don't necessarily have to build the airship myself. I can just outsource it to someone else...as long as the quality is up to standard."

"The Xuanshui Arsenal will be officially dismantled after the first batch of Swift-class ships are completed," An Jiuyue said, "At least this year I don't have the spare capacity to take orders." After saying that, the Jiedushi looked at the Elector.

"Don't look at me," Evelyn shook her head. "My men haven't even figured out the Meko class. Oh, the Meko class is the name they gave to the Grasshopper class they imported. Anyway, don't expect them to build frigates."

The Lord of the Zhemu Royal Court thought about it for a moment. "No matter what, it will definitely be much faster than my own production," she said, "The Eclipse-class frigate I designed will be finalized in another month."

"I really can't do it here. I don't have enough time to prepare the slipway for the frigates. The most I can do is to help with the production of light spears," said the Knight Princess. "You should ask her for the hull and other important subsystems." She pointed at the Jiedushi.

"As long as you're willing to wait," An Jiyue took over the conversation, "I have no problem with that."

"Then it's settled. The Light Spear will be manufactured by Coast Heavy Industries, while the hull and other parts will be manufactured by... um, I remember it was called Tianhe Shipyard? The others will be produced by Tianhe Shipyard," Morgan nodded. "We'll have six ships for the first batch."

"What do you mean six?" Xiao Yiyue pushed open the door and walked in: "What are you talking about?"

"Morgan can't wait to get the flying battleship. We are discussing outsourcing," An Jiyue said, "Are you done with your work?"

"Strictly speaking, not yet... Thank you." The governor of the Shuofang Army took the lemonade handed over by another governor. "I checked every corner of the banquet and set up multiple barriers, but this is all I can do."

Teclis had not shown up yet, and the Lords of the Codex would certainly not ignore this fact just because they had won the battle.

"We don't need to worry too much," An Jiyue looked at the friends in front of him, "We should strictly follow the plan, and the rest depends on how our opponents will act. If he still doesn't show up at the celebration party, then that's it."

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Note 1: GW has been confused about the origin of Deathclaw. The seventh edition of the Imperial Army Book mentioned that Deathclaw was hatched from a griffin egg found by Emperor Ka during his expedition in the Grey Mountains. In the eighth edition of the Wood Elf Army Book, in 2503 of the Imperial Calendar, Emperor Ka fought side by side with Orion against the Beastmen. One month after the battle, the Wood Elves sent a griffin egg from the Grey Mountains as a gift to Altdorf, and Deathclaw was hatched from it.

Note 2: "The Empire has only one dragon" is clearly written in the Imperial Army Book. In order not to violate the setting, FW's "Throne of Chaos" deliberately arranged for the Crimson Dragon of Cemetery Rose to die in battle at the end of the plot to avoid setting conflicts.

Chapter 344: Mecha Prophet

Northeast of Marienburg, Iron Valley Air Force Base.

The celebration banquet held to celebrate the victory of the second anti-intervention campaign naturally did not leave out the ground crew and engineers who provided logistical support to the flying fleet. This morning, two grasshopper transport boats flew to Marienburg. When they returned, the cargo hold was filled with supplies for the banquet: large pieces of beef, pork with bones, slaughtered capons, strings of sausages, baskets of fresh fruit, and barrels of beer and wine.

When the janitors brought out the earthen jars filled with spices from the depths of the cargo hold, the entire base was in an uproar. Both the system units and the "locals" were amazed at the generosity of His Excellency the Elector. These extra supplies were quickly moved into the kitchens of the air force base, and the wine barrels were stacked sideways next to the open space reserved for the banquet. Holding the recipes that were sent along with the supplies, the cooks, who had never seen so many spices in their lives, quickly directed their apprentices to get busy.

Several kitchens were busy from morning until evening, and the tempting aroma of food filled the entire base: beef stewed with spices and red wine until soft, pork with golden and crispy skin, whole chicken marinated with honey and fried, and sausages and eggs fried until sizzling, and finally paired with freshly picked fruits and wine. When Belisarius Cole followed his mentor to the banquet hall, what he saw was a long table filled with delicious food.

"Okay, let's go to the apprentices," the instructor patted Kaul's shoulder. The formal engineers and apprentices did not eat at the same place, although the dishes were the same. "Eat and drink as much as you want. The count has given the aviation unit a full day off. It's only for tomorrow. She doesn't need our services, so there's no need to worry about a hangover affecting the military's evaluation of us."

"Teacher, I..." The young Kaul hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth. "I don't want to attend the banquet. I want to bring some food and find a place where there are no other people to be alone."

The mentor looked at his best apprentice in surprise: "Kaul, I don't remember you being averse to socializing."

"I don't know how to describe this feeling, mentor," Caul racked his brains to organize his words, "I can feel that something, some great power is calling me. This feeling appeared once before, when I happened to pass by the city hall, and then I saw the recruitment notice of Coast Heavy Industries. I had this feeling at that time, and it was this feeling that prompted me to make this choice that changed my life... Now it appears again, much stronger than the last time."

"This 'great power'," the mentor frowned, looking his disciple up and down, "requires you to stay away from the crowd when everyone is celebrating their victory and find a dark corner to stay like an assassin?"

"Teacher, I..."

"We are engineers, not stupid priests who have been chanting sutras in the temple. Rational thinking and careful analysis are our most powerful weapons," the mentor waved his hand, "Tell me, how do you view this matter rationally?"

Kaul did not answer immediately, but took a deep breath. He seemed to have returned to the day that changed his fate, when he stood nervously in a hall of the city hall, in front of the interviewer sent by Coast Heavy Industries, and stuttered about what he could do: "Being a weirdo in the eyes of others is not an unbearable price, mentor."

"It seems that you have thought about this matter carefully," the mentor nodded. "Go, my apprentice. My only request to you is that you must think carefully before making a decision. Once you make up your mind, you must not hesitate, let alone regret it, Dominius Belisarius Cawl."

The young engineer took off his hat and bowed to the mentor who taught him everything. He walked to the long table and asked a kitchen apprentice who looked younger than him for a bottle of wine, and then took some food himself. At this time, many people were already seated on both sides of the long table. Some people who knew him greeted Kaul, and Kaul could only respond with an awkward but polite smile.

Before the banquet officially started, Kaul hurried back to the dormitory with a bunch of food and drinks. As an engineer apprentice, he lived with his mentor, and the two shared a double dormitory, which also had a small workshop.

Kaul looked at the workbench piled with all kinds of miscellaneous items. He could only put the food and drinks on a box used to store tools. After thinking for a while, he grabbed a fried pork sausage from the plate and put it into his mouth. He swallowed the food whole in a few bites. While chewing the sausage full of grease, he wiped his hands with a rag and then started working.

The vague calling in the bottom of his heart seemed to become clearer. Kaul always felt that the voice seemed to be telling him something, but no matter how hard he concentrated, he could not hear the specific content. He could only guess and barely feel some general intentions. He felt that the voice might not have a particularly clear meaning, and he had no way to get to the bottom of it.

"Okay... okay!" Kaul patted his cheek, trying to calm his overly fast heart. He needed an environment where no one would disturb him, so that he could think quietly and figure out the intention of the voice, but this environment did not necessarily have to be quiet.

Thinking this way, the young engineer picked up a drawing pen and caliper and gestured on a drawing. He basically used the small workshop attached to the dormitory. His supervisor gave him this small space. Whenever Kaul had free time, he would write, draw, and type here, using limited resources to ponder all kinds of wild ideas that popped up in his mind.

Kaul's latest research project is to improve the existing steam engine. Judging from the calculation results on the drawings, his idea is completely feasible. While perfecting his design, the young engineer was thinking about how to apply to his boss to obtain the resources and site required to complete this design. To be honest, this is an overly difficult task. Kaul is just an engineer apprentice who has just joined the Coast Heavy Industry Group, and his mentor is a transparent person in the group.

Resources, Kaul repeated the word over and over in his mind. He hoped that there was such a way in the world, preferably a sponsor with a lot of money and a taste for trendy concepts, who could provide enough funds for him to turn his drawings into reality. Kaul was very sure that he had cracked the secret of the steam tank, or at least was very close to this goal.

Since the death of its inventor, Leonardo da Miragliano, in an accident, the Steam Tank, a marvel of engineering, has become extinct. The Empire can no longer manufacture this powerful war machine. All the existing Steam Tanks are Leonardo's. After five centuries of service, they are still the most powerful weapons in the Imperial armory.

Technically speaking, the most difficult part of a steam tank is its engine. The engineers of the Empire have been working hard for five hundred years, but they have never been able to make the steam engine small enough while ensuring reliability and output power. As a newcomer in the engineering world, Cawl is also keen to challenge this pit that has buried countless predecessors, and he believes that he has found the right idea.

"There must be something wrong with my design," Kaul said to himself. "All that remains is ..."

The young engineer froze. His consciousness blurred for a moment, and in a trance, he felt that he and this small workshop had come to a strange and absurd realm that was more absurd than the most outrageous dream. A huge shadow appeared behind him, and just by approaching it, Kaul had an uncontrollable feeling of soul trembling.

The being behind him had no ill intentions, but even so, Kaul almost suffocated. Then, he found that his body no longer obeyed his commands, but moved on its own.

Kaul stood up, threw aside the nearly completed stack of drawings, and took out new paper and pencil from the cabinet next to him, and began to draw on the white paper quickly. Without the help of tools such as rulers, Kaul's hands had become the most sophisticated drawing tools. He drew on the white paper without thinking, and wrote quickly as if he didn't need to think. The precise and complex design was sketched out in a few minutes, and Kaul was shocked by the speed.

The first sheet of paper was quickly filled with mechanical structure drawings, and Kaul threw it aside, then the second one. A pile of drawings gradually piled up on the workbench. When the last stroke was made, Kaul suddenly found that the existence behind him had disappeared, and he had returned to the mortal world, to the material world, without knowing when.

The next moment, the workshop door was knocked open from the outside, and the early morning sun and two witch hunters rushed in, followed by a fully armed combat priest. As soon as Kaul turned around, he was pushed down hard on the workbench, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a light wizard walking in with a staff.

"Good morning, Mr. Kaul," the Light Mage said to him, "Please come with us."

Chapter 345: Dreams of the Outer Gods (Part 1)

Teclis leaned on the Moon Staff and looked at the brightly lit Elector's Palace in the distance.

The Supreme Demon Swordsman had sneaked into Marienburg for some time. After leading the mages to complete the [Thunder Sky Curtain] and cover the heads of the intervention army, he left the camp without saying goodbye and came to this alien city alone: ​​what he was going to do next was not convenient for his people to know.

Tigris had anticipated the failure of the intervention army, but he had not expected Prince Ivan to lose so quickly, and he had not expected the prince to be willing to sacrifice his own honor in exchange for the survival of his people. He admired the prince's awareness, but did not agree with his idea. Compared with a greater goal, even the lives of his people could be sacrificed.

With the help of a little trickery, Teclis managed to stay hidden in Marienburg. Although Egwene the Reaver ruthlessly destroyed the elven town and killed anyone who dared to resist, she did not expel the elves from Marienburg, nor did she declare that the city did not welcome elves. With the exception of the Dwarf House, elves can still be seen in most communities of this port city. They are not excluded or persecuted by the authorities, and the attitude of the city hall towards elves is closer to indifference than hostility.