Real elves vs fake elves

"What can I bring you?" Huang Yi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "I can bring you convenience in war. I can tell you the direction of Huang Yi's wild hunt this time. I can tell you the specific deployment of Huang Yi's troops. I can tell you who is the general leading this wild hunt and what his weaknesses are."

"In short, I can bring you infinitely close to victory, but what you can gain from this round of victory is up to you."

Aenarion: "..."

He understood that this guy wanted to get something for free.

What this guy said sounded reasonable, but in fact, it was just sounding reasonable, and if you are not careful, it could confuse people.

I exchanged victory for benefits, and you said the benefits you gave me were to let me win...

Aenarion: "Yes, but only on the condition that we can move freely in the wild tyranny."

"Don't tell me it's because of the blessing of God. I know that the forest spirits in the Savage Tyranny are different from those in the outside world. I need to establish a way to communicate with them."

Huang Yi's face changed when he heard that, but he recovered quickly. Then, that confident smile that deserved a beating appeared on his face again: "You are such a greedy guy, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Aenarion waved his hand and said, "Kill him."

"Wait a moment!"

Before Aenarion could turn around and leave, the Desolate One shouted in panic. This guy was no longer as confident as before. Sweat had already seeped out of his forehead and he looked panicked.

"I can exchange it for a way to communicate with the forest spirits!"

"I will teach you everything without reservation. From now on, you will be able to move freely in the Savage Tyranny, just like you move in the Forest of Elves!"

Aenarion: "... a man who is full of lies and can read minds. My patience is almost worn out by you. I hope you will not deceive me."

Huang Yi was sweating profusely, and even felt a little aggrieved. We've only been together for more than a minute? Is your patience already worn out?!

As for the fact that the other party had expected him to read his mind, Huang Yi was not too surprised. After all, after feeling the other party's unrestrained domineering and murderous intent, he did act a little too quickly...

Aenarion did not participate in the subsequent information exchange, as if he was unwilling to communicate with this wild creature. However, all the information obtained from the wild creature would be delivered to Aenarion as soon as possible.

It seemed that Aenarion had little involvement in the events, and in reality he was always in control.

Bailu Nature Park, an abandoned village.

Recently, this village has "revived" again. Because it has enough houses and area, it has become a supply warehouse and transit station for frontline soldiers. The front-line hospital and command post have been built here. A huge amount of resources and armaments are sent here every day, and there are endless convoys transporting supplies back and forth at the village entrance.

Apart from the extremely high proportion of soldiers and various sturdy fortifications, this place looks more like a prosperous village than a barracks.

Looking at the four Eagle Claw crossbows being adjusted, the giant eagles soaring in the sky, and the fully armed soldiers coming and going, Aenarion remained silent.

The Phoenix Court now finally has the feeling of a powerful warlord that controls a region, rather than the weird fighting style of a macho man with 100 accessories.

"grown ups."

Just as Aenarion began to enjoy the future glory of this force, a ranger ran to Aenarion's side.

"Accurate intelligence has been obtained, and the soldiers need your command."

"Wherever your sword points, that will be the direction where we will shed our blood."

Aenarion nodded, responding to the ranger's abnormal enthusiasm.

At the same time, this buddy's heart was finally filled with an unusual surge of blood.

A ten-year veteran of strategy games! It’s finally time to command your troops into battle!

…… ……

On the edge of the Savage Tyranny and the Forest of Elves, the trees here no longer grow wildly like in the Savage Tyranny, but have become staggered and orderly, and the forest is no longer as terrifying as if it covers the sky, and you can finally feel the warmth of the sun.

But all this is somewhat uncomfortable for the wild warriors who participated in this wild hunt.

The simply dressed Forsworn set up a sturdy camp under the command of Thornheart. With the dual work of magic and tools, the living defense facilities are slowly taking shape. The Crow Hag blesses every warrior passing by with a noisy and disgusting voice. As a symbol of faith, the first thing set up in the camp is always the totem of the hunting god.

The God of Wilderness has no totem, or rather, barbaric tyranny is the living totem of the God of Wilderness.

On the observation tower that looked like a big tree, a Wilderness Clan was looking around boredly. All he could see was a boring forest. Experience told him that the Moon Clan would never have the guts to attack their camp, which was on the edge of the wild tyranny. This guy had already come out.

As a veteran who had fought several times, his empiricism made him lose all motivation.

Suddenly, a black spot in the sky attracted his attention. After looking hard, he found that it was a rare giant eagle soaring in the sky.

With a smile, the wild man wondered whether another large herbivorous animal was going to be in trouble. After confirming that it was an ordinary wild giant eagle, he no longer paid attention to the black spot.

The good thing about giant eagles is that they have no interest in the flesh of humanoid creatures. In fact, they are so noble and loyal that they can serve as elves' mounts.

But it is obvious that empiricism has killed people this time.

What Huang Yi couldn't see was that the giant eagle's sharp eyes were staring at the camp that Huang Yi was building from beginning to end, and there was a magic amulet hanging on the giant eagle's neck, and mysterious runes were shining on the amulet.

In the frontline village of Bailu Nature Park, more than 20 kilometers away from here, an elf who looked like a commander was looking at the sky with sweat on her forehead. Her right eye looked like a normal elf, but her left eye had turned into a pair of pupils like an eagle's.

Eagle Eye Technique.

After looking at the sky for a long while, the elf suddenly lowered her head and began to use a giant abacus with both hands. She moved the abacus and used it to mark an accurate and huge map. At the same time, she was muttering all kinds of math problems that made people feel overwhelmed.

After a long while, the elf finally finished the calculations, and then turned to look at the artillerymen operating the four Eagle Claw crossbows.

"No. 1 begins adjusting the firing parameters, coordinates (xxx, xxx), night attack; Group 56.7, 19.2③'③, up °, left turn °."

Following the order from the elven artillery commander, the operator left and quickly operated the Eagle Claw crossbow while repeating the commander's instructions.

"Up 56.7°, left rotation 19.2°, done!"

Commander: "Extended-range explosive bombs, ready!"

"Extended-range explosive bomb, ready!"

Commander: "Crossbow arm charges to level seven."

"Seventh stage charging completed!"

The artillery commander took a deep breath and then issued an order forcefully.

"Fire!"

Chapter 108: One-sided bombing

Along with the artillery commander's shout, a crossbow arrow shot out of the air with unstoppable force. The potential energy stored in a series of suitable materials such as mithril and precious trees was released instantly as the bowstring was dropped. The terrifying force directly made the crossbow arrow rush into the air.

The crossbow arrow continued to gain momentum as it flew an astonishing distance. When it was beyond the elves' ability to observe, the tail of this sophisticated magic item suddenly burst out with intense magical energy. Violent wind spells exploded directly at the tail of the crossbow arrow. The terrifying driving force extended the range of the crossbow arrow once again.

After drawing a beautiful parabola, the crossbow arrow began to fall. Along with the moving trajectory of the crossbow arrow, the giant eagle soaring and circling in the sky also successfully captured the trajectory of the crossbow arrow. At the same time, the Eagle Eye Technique linked to the giant eagle also began to observe the crossbow arrow.

After reaching the designated target, the crossbow arrow began to fall towards the target, and the remaining magic energy at the tail exploded again, giving it a final boost in speed. At the same time, the fire magic energy at the head of the crossbow arrow began to stir, and once it hit the target, a violent and terrifying explosion would occur.

At the same time, as if they had sensed something, many of the wild people in the camp looked up at the same time. In front of them, a dazzling and scorching light like a meteor suddenly streaked across the sky, and then slammed heavily next to their camp at a terrifying speed. The terrifying heat flow spread out with the explosion, and the violent shock wave almost knocked over several unlucky people who were nearby.

Under such a shocking attack, a group of wild people were frightened and shocked. Ordinary soldiers were naturally shocked and at a loss, but the guys who were in charge of command still reacted quickly.

"Everyone, take cover! We are under magical attack! Commanders, send out your personal soldiers to look for the wizard! Those bastards must be casting spells nearby! The Crow Hag begins observing the flow of magical winds around us, ready to break the spells at any time!"

A strong and handsome wild elf immediately reacted, and he immediately jumped to a high place and began to give orders with an unusually loud voice. Although due to empiricism, his orders could not be said to be just right, and could only be said to be useless, but at least this round of shouting did calm down the soldiers who were originally in chaos due to the bombardment.

The Wilderness began to search for the non-existent mage in a messy way. It was obvious that their efforts were in vain. Meanwhile, the artillery commander of the Phoenix Court did not look very happy either.

"No... it didn't hit. The first round was a near miss."

There was a hint of annoyance in his words, but actually it was just the self-pity of a top student.

When artillery sighting and observation equipment had not yet developed to a certain level, the firing tables were incomplete, and there was no computer assistance, a near miss of the first shell was already an extremely horrifying result.

Therefore, during the reign of Napoleon, a country with good artillery must have good mathematics. For a country with poor mathematics, even if you build a half-ton cannon, it will be useless. The reason why the artillery of the French demon is called the French demon is that half of the professors of the Imperial University's mathematics department were lured to the artillery by Napoleon...

"It's okay, continue adjusting the trajectory. The shells and resources consumed have nothing to do with you. Don't worry.

No burden, your mission is to bombard the enemy, bombard non-stop."

Just as the artillery commander was trembling with fear, Aenarion stood beside her and spoke kindly to her. His words seemed to have real magic power, and with just a few words, the artillery commander calmed down.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Aenarion waved his hand to stop her from continuing. "Don't worry about it. Your job is to command the troops to fire. Don't worry about other things. That's not what you should care about."

Inspired by Aenarion, the commander finally calmed down. Regaining her spirit and confidence, she continued to command the artillery unit to make fine adjustments, making it clear that she wanted to let the Wild People have a taste of the big artillery shells.

On the other side, Aenarion remained silent as he watched the busy artillerymen. This was one of the rare times when he was not working. The other elves didn't know what their leader was thinking, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

In fact, there was a heated conversation going on in this buddy's heart. It was not a conversation between the good side and the evil side, but rather a quarrel between Aenarion and Dabai.

Aenarion was surprised to find that Da Mingbai had learned this skill after staying with Asuryan for a while. He never expected that this incomplete guy had such a strong learning ability.

I can only say that it is worthy of being called super AI.

Da Ming understood: "Why don't you let me calculate the trajectory? If I do it, there won't be any near misses like the first shot! They call me daddy because I can definitely hit the target accurately!"

Aenarion: "Some things, whether they exist or not and whether they are used or not are two different things. They can certainly use your power to achieve the ability of accurate shooting, but basic skills are still necessary to train. Mathematics is the best tool subject in any world. Even if it is not for the development of artillery, it is also very necessary for the development of other subjects."

After hearing these high-sounding words, Da Mingbai first uttered a "tsk" sound, and everyone could sense the disdain in the sound. "If I hadn't seen you persist in studying for less than half a day before giving up completely after I brought out those math textbooks, I would have thought you really took math very seriously!"

Aenarion: "..."

The Phoenix King certainly knows how important mathematics is, but mathematics is honest!

If you can’t do it, there’s nothing you can do!

Fortunately, Aenarion has been in this world for so many years that his thick-skinned skills have become a master. It was as if he knew clearly that the person being satirized was not him at all, and even his expression did not change drastically.

Aenarion: "Help me retrieve all the relevant information on Eagle Eye. This spell has far more potential than just remote observation. To put it simply, a giant eagle in the sky can capture a flying crossbow bolt from a distance and take control, guiding the bolt to a precise target location for a precise strike."

"For example, we can simplify the Eagle Eye technique so that all soldiers in a tactical team can share the same field of vision, thereby increasing their melee advantage."

"For some reason, those Lightborn don't want to develop the Eagle Eye Technique accordingly. This is really strange."

Da Mingbai: "… Mainly because no one is like you, Lao Liu, who only thinks about attacking the enemy outside the line of sight. How can you be so mean! Those unlucky people from the Wilderness may still be looking for the mage! Their crow witch may still be fighting wits and courage with the air!"

Aenarion remained silent after hearing this. In the end, it was because the military technology was underdeveloped. The wizards were more interested in sophisticated fighting and breaking spells. According to the years of development of the Light People and the Lizardmen, they should have developed complete beyond-visual-range strike technology long ago. As a result, even if these guys did not make any progress in this area, it was not as if they had no development at all.

Chapter 109: The Astonishing Eliteness of the Wilderness Clan

In the camp of the Huangyi people, the horrific bombing is still going on.

From going off target at the beginning to becoming more and more precise, these violent attacks have developed to the point where they can accurately target important targets.

Inside the bunker, a group of wild people watched the horrific explosion raging wantonly in their camp. They didn't know what to say or do, so they could only wait there.

Although I don't have much experience in defending against artillery bombardment, I do have some experience in defending against magic bombardment, and it is sufficient.

From the perspective of large-scale bombing alone, there is actually not much difference between magic and artillery.

“Your Highness.” Not long after, a Desolate Clan member carefully ran to the commander who had calmed everyone down at the beginning. “The people who had dispersed did not find any trace of any wizards. Even the crow witches did not feel any trace of the fluctuation of the wind of magic. When the explosion occurred, they were unable to break the spell based on the fluctuation of the wind of magic. It seems…”

"There is no wizard casting spells near us..."

The more he spoke, the more confused he became, and the less confident he became, until his voice finally became smaller.

But the Desolate One who was called "Prince" did not have any doubts about this: "If it doesn't look like magic, and it doesn't work like magic, then this thing is not magic."

"What bombed us wasn't magic. From my experience, it was something like the 420-ton artillery I saw at the Dwarf Fortress (similar to the Armstrong cannon, mm caliber), but much less powerful... Tsk, forget it, these details

There is no need to worry about this. Let the Crow Ghost enter the bunker and hide, and let the personal soldiers expand the reconnaissance range. "

"If it is really similar to the dwarven artillery, then the enemy is most likely using an advanced sighting device to bomb us to the limit of their visual range."

All I can say is that it is very advanced for His Royal Highness to use the tactical thinking of the Raven War era to think about problems in this era, but who could have known that a bastard named Aenarion would use the artillery thinking to replace the World War II...

After about an hour of bombardment, the Phoenix Royal Court's crossbow bombardment finally stopped. After observing for a while, the group of people who survived the disaster in the Wilderness Camp finally climbed out of the bunkers one by one. After a long while, after confirming that the enemy would not continue to attack, they relaxed and began to count the losses and casualties.

The number of casualties was not very large, after all, they were in the forest and the number of people was scattered, and most importantly, the power limit of the Eagle Claw Crossbow was here, so not many unlucky people were directly killed. But the supplies were completely different, after all, supplies had no legs and could not run, and the large space occupied and the target was clear, basically more than half of the ground supplies suffered a certain degree of damage.

The commander called "Prince" frowned and looked at the sky. Following his gaze, a black dot moved slowly.

It was a giant eagle.

The prince instinctively felt that the giant eagle might be related to the bombing just now, but in the absence of any evidence, he obviously should not focus his energy on an inexplicable brain hole.

Moreover, the opponent's attack method left him confused.

In general, doesn't a large-scale bombardment create favorable conditions for the infantry?

To put it bluntly, after being bombed into this state, you have the heart not to expand your victory? Just stand by and watch?

Then the enemy was beyond his expectation, and those bastards just stood there and watched...

As a result, all the ambush he had just set up was in vain.

To put it bluntly, it was completely different from what the "Prince" had imagined. The artillery tactics arranged by Aenarion were just "children's play". No matter how powerful the four ballistae were, they could not change the situation on the battlefield with thousands of people. No matter how much damage they caused to the enemy, it could not tip the balance of the battlefield. Letting the ballistae bombard vigorously was just a training exercise, just like a live-fire exercise.

For a high-tech branch of the military such as artillery, no amount of training is too much.

This went on until the evening, and the prince finally sighed as he looked at the army returning to normal. The enemy hadn't even been seen yet, but his side was already in chaos. He had fought so many battles with so many races, but none of them was as frustrating as this one.

"Notify everyone to travel overnight and rest during the day. The enemy's actions at night will inevitably be hindered. This is the best opportunity for us to escape the enemy's reconnaissance control."