0p0 Chapter 164 Worker wants to do his job well
Chapter 164 Worker wants to do his job well
The scenario that RTS players hate facing the most is that the opponent has three bases and all top-level soldiers at the beginning, while they only have five peasants.
You are not given any time to develop at all. Micro-management and tactics are meaningless in the face of technological crushing.
Half-dragons are clearly more skilled in the use of magic than creatures in the material world.
This has led to creatures that have fought against them describing them as "almost invincible".
Think about it too.
In close combat, the enemy will not pay any attention to you at all. Magic attacks will require the full energy of dozens of spellcasters to break the shield, and it is not certain whether you can kill them or not.
If this isn't invincible, then what is?
But knowing that you can use refined gold as a magic-breaking weapon is another way to play.
In the Falling Star Fortress under the Northwest Wasteland, although this thing is not as explosive as the rare steel reserves, it can at least make tens of thousands of fine gold arrowheads.
Of course, this was just a random calculation by Ivan, who didn't know much about the arrow-making process.
Even if all the refined gold in the Star-Chasing Fortress was melted, even to make a coating for arrowheads, it would not be possible to produce such an excessive number as 10,000.
I'm getting off topic. Alvin's idea is that since magic is too expensive, let's just try technology.
I don't necessarily have to crush you in all aspects, but I can focus on your weaknesses.
So he ran out and soon caught Soi who was wandering around the base.
"Quick! Go to the northwest wasteland to find Broken Tooth and your Hega, and ask them to transport all the fine gold they have to the frost giants!"
After thinking for a while, he took out an ordinary stone from his pocket and threw it to Hejia.
"This is very important, you know? Even more important than that showy old fellow Alduin!
Show this to Broken Tooth, and he will know that it was me who asked you to go.
Go! Run! "
Hejia, who happened to be free, felt that he had accepted a mission to save the world. He suddenly became excited and ran towards the northwest happily.
The greater the responsibility, the faster you run. This girl has very simple thoughts in her mind.
Looking at Soi Husky Frostbeard who disappeared in a flash, Alvin ran back to the Oak Hall in a hurry.
The voice that was just shouted at Soi could be heard clearly in the Oak Hall.
Paul stared at Ivan, who was still breathing heavily, and said unhappily:
“You found gold in the wasteland?
Don't tell me that these two ugly sticks of Kong Er are made of pure gold!"
“It’s coated…it doesn’t matter!
Bol, quickly arrange for the druids to reallocate their respective functions and let the druids with combat experience gather in the Frost Giants' living area.
Then look for other elves who can shoot arrows."
“Sir Irving, this will be a very complicated matter;
Could you first tell us how you plan to fight against the enemies who destroyed the Dwarves of the North...
After all, we don’t have 10,000 people. Now, including the frost giants, we don’t even have a hundred people…”
Even Philohill, who always regarded Ivan as a guide, couldn't help but ask a question.
“Climbing the technology ladder to the third level… forget it, you won’t understand if I tell you any more;
To put it simply, the moon elf archer can kill the half-dragon with his magic-breaking arrows..."
Before she could finish her words, Laovita, who could no longer hold back, stood up and shouted:
"Mr. Ivan! The oracle asked me to join your camp, not to come here to die!
The elf lady just now has made it very clear.
Even if he could kill the enemy with the magic-breaking arrows, the archer would still die on the battlefield! Died at the hands of those half-dragons!
The ones who can fight one against a hundred are the half-dragons, not the druids under your command—"
Hearing this, Boll scratched his head and muttered something unhappily.
"Ms. Kayla, I am the head of the North District Cult..."
As a result, Kayla Lovita, who was in a state of emotional excitement, ignored the rude-looking priest at all;
We finally managed to escape from the Star Realm, but just when we were planning to find a safe place to relax, this human we had high hopes for was planning to take everyone to their deaths...
She felt a little annoyed and asked all her questions like pouring beans.
"What kind of science and technology do you plan to use to enable this army of less than a hundred people to resist at least a thousand half-dragons who can defeat tens of thousands of dwarves and almost exterminate them?"
Those who were sitting at the long table, and those who had not grabbed a chair and had to stand at the back, all looked at Ivan.
After all, this is the question everyone in Oak Hall wants to know.
Still excitedly thinking about a certain design in his mind, Ivan snatched Philohill's small notebook and wrote and drew on it, while responding to Lavita without raising his head.
"I plan to create long-range weapons that can penetrate the armor of half-dragons."
"Long-range weapons? Bows and arrows or slings? And then, like that elven archer, wait until you run out of arrows and are attacked by a swarm of people?"
"Well, it's neither a bow and arrow nor a sling...
How should I put it? It's a weapon that requires multiple people to operate, but can kill a group of enemies with one strike."
This time it was Philohill's turn to be confused. She looked at the little notebook that had been stolen from her, and she didn't recognize any of the symbols and words on it.
"Sir Alvin, are you planning to make a device similar to the elves' city defense crossbow cart?
But these weapons are usually used to aim at fixed targets, and half-dragons are said to be very agile..."
"No, no, no, it's not a siege weapon like that. It's a long-range strike weapon specifically designed for infantry."
After saying that, he slammed his hand on the notebook and shouted at the confused crowd.
"That's it! It allows us to kill enemies in large numbers at a distance of one thousand meters or one thousand yards!"
I was startled by this jumpy human, but I was really curious;
Everyone in the Oak Hall spontaneously crowded towards the small notebook in front of Ivan, wanting to see whether Ivan would bring a shock or a surprise this time.
But they didn't even understand the first step - the weird words written on it were not the common language or the elven language at all.
"What kind of weird symbol is this..."
As a fleeing god, with his power gone but his knowledge still there, Lovita pondered for a long time in her head, but she had no impression of these crooked symbols at all.
"This is weird, what on earth is this thing..."
Even the well-informed Boll had no idea what was drawn on the paper.
A round pipe is supported on the ground at an angle by a tripod, and there is a slightly larger base under the pipe;
Next to it was a drawing of something that looked like a carrot, except that the thin end had a few small wings.
"Dwarven cannon? That doesn't look like it..."
"I've never heard of a dwarven artillery that can fire at a distance of a thousand yards. Four hundred yards at most is already very impressive..."
"You all think too normally, the things this pervert makes are definitely not decent at all!
We have to think in a crooked way..."
"That makes sense..."
"...Lian, don't lead the trend casually..."