MTL - Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds-Chapter 32 I have a plan (new)

PS: The revised chapter, the previous update is inexplicably missing a few paragraphs, let's take a look.

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"...Is this a **** elf?"

Kant turned his head and swears at the knight.

What about the gentle big-tits big sister and the elegant and introverted little Zhengtai?

The knight froze for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Kant was shocked and stammered: "They don't look right? Don't look at the ears, I believe you are savages. Could it be that elves and savages intermarry?"

The knight became more and more confused, but he recognized the telescope in Kant's hand.

—Although there are mages who are proficient in eagle eye and atmospheric perspective to provide battlefield information in this era, a large number of monoculars are still equipped in the army. After all, the number of mages and mana are limited.

Although Kant's is a binocular, there are still similarities in structure.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Please lend me a hand."

Kant handed over the telescope.

The knight tried to look at it, and probably mastered the usage. After observing for a while, he said in a very certain tone: "It is indeed an elves, and it is an elves on the Wing of Wayne that is chasing us."

Kant couldn't accept this style of painting at all.

"Hey, hey, that's weird, isn't it, how could an elves look like this?"

The knight became more and more puzzled: "What do you think the elves should look like?"

Kant took out his mobile phone and thought about it, but he didn't show him the color-picture of the big elf sister eating hands and hands. His mobile phone happened to have the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy movies, which were transmitted to the mobile phone a few days ago. I plan to use it to pass the time when I am bored in the wild, and show it to the knight. The knight is startled: "Why does this elf have a face of a mainlander?"

...you said that, I don't know how to complain!

He said in a complicated tone: "This is the imagination of the elves over there."

Cleveland shook his head and said, "That Aurora's impression of elves is too outrageous."

He glanced at the phone curiously, and then handed it back to Kant, with a heavy look of worry on his face, but he explained to Kant patiently.

Perhaps he also wanted Kant to realize what a real elf is.

"Mr. Kant, please see."

He gestured to Kant to use the binoculars, and then explained: "The two assault boats in the middle have a total of fifty elves in white battle uniforms and half of their chests are bare. They are marine corps with ships, and their training standards are all the same as the Royal Elf Army. Sergeant of the Arrows, have you seen the giant recurve longbow they are carrying?"

"Using dragon shank wood as the material, directly guided by the Druid bowsmith to shape and reinforce, the length is two meters four, and the full moon strength is two hundred pounds. The minimum standard for the selection of longbowmen of the Dragon Tooth Army is to shoot three hundred meters while standing still. A humanoid target at a distance, 20 arrows per minute with precision, and 30 arrows per minute at full speed."

"Please note that this is the minimum standard, and the champion archers standing at the pinnacle of archery in the elven military world can use stronger bows to hit one arrow in one second, and the arrows fall like waterfalls and pierce armor like cracking silk."

Cleveland said: "You see, in addition to bows and arrows, these marines also carry a two-handed broad-blade sword as an auxiliary weapon. If necessary, they can form a windmill sword array to carry out heavy raids. Sergeants who can use such weapons, of course If you have a strong physique and terrifying arm strength, you are a first-class warrior."

He looked at Kant: "As for the elf in the painting you showed me... It's fine to be a mage with his weak physique, or to be an ordinary adventurer with a low-pound civilian bow, but The identity of the longbowman appears on the battlefield, and he will definitely be laughed at by the elves."

...really well-founded and speechless.

But I understand the truth, but this is a feeling, a feeling!

It's unscientific like you repeat a mecha a thousand times, but I just want to **** all the enemies with a giant robot!

So, even if you say that elves are peerless men with strong arms and strong waists, I just want to drive the car of the big-breasted gentle and natural elf big sister!

Kant still didn't give up. He looked at the knight and said solemnly: "By the way, I didn't see a female elves. Please tell me that female elves are not like this... That's right!"

There was a subtle color on the knight's face, completely unable to understand Kant's inexplicable insistence.

"Ah... Just like us humans, there are beautiful women like Her Royal Highness, and there are female fighters who fight for their lives and whose physique is not inferior to men."

He replied: "Innate talent is important, and acquired training is also very important, but in general, elf women are not mainly strong and rough, most of them are still very beautiful..."

Kant let out a long sigh of relief.

Really scared the old man.

…Wait a moment.

When Kant recovered from the unstable state of the three views, he realized the current situation.

His expression gradually became serious: "...These elves, are they coming for you?"

The knight smiled wryly and nodded.

"You finally understand... I have been explaining to you the threat and power of elves just now, but you seem to be more concerned with their appearance and appearance."

Cleveland, who regards protecting the princess as the highest mission, did not rush back to report the princess. His eyes changed violently, and he fell into a huge hesitation and dilemma.

Kant looked at him quietly, without speaking.

After a long time, the knight spoke slowly, with a very difficult tone.

"Mr. Kant..."

He whispered: "Goethe and the elves are at war, the blood feud is over, and it will never die. No matter when and where they meet, they will inevitably fight until one of them falls, and you are a Aurora, and we have nothing to do with our war. Relation, we are living here, although there have been misunderstandings and conflicts, but the past suspicions have been cleared up, you warmly entertained and helped us, we will bear in mind and reason, and you should not be involved in this dispute."

Kant didn't answer.

Although he got along well with the Gothic people, he seemed to have no reason to participate in their war. After all, the knight had just explained how powerful and terrible the elves were.

War is not a game, it is likely to take his life, and he cannot die here.

But there is another problem.

If this gang of elves chased down the island and killed all the Goethes, how would they treat Kant, the "Aurora", if they found out?

Thinking of this, Kant became very irritable.

He hates the kindness that entrusts fate and life and death to others.

Just like when he had a conflict with the knights and the others before, if he was caught and waited for Tina to come and explain, he probably wouldn't be embarrassed by the Goethes... but he was reluctant to bet on this.

And after all... Elves are also drawn to these Goths.

so annoying.

At this moment, he heard the knight say: "In fact, we led the elves here, that is to say, you are living a peaceful life on the island, but we are in danger, thinking about this , I am deeply ashamed that you treated us kindly and generously, and we brought you danger."

"I was very sorry, but now, I have to ask you one thing cheeky."

-coming.

Kant was silent.

I was even more unhappy.

The knights will probably ask me to help them fight the elves.

But how the **** are you gonna fight?

A bunch of muscular brothers, holding a ghostly magic longbow, with an effective range of 300 meters, farther than the gun in my hand, and more accurate - how to fight this?

There is no militia arsenal around the community. If there is, I will carry a few bundles of 40 fire from the inside, but I can blow up these elves so that they don't even know their mother.

But no.

How to help? How to win?

He was in a mess.

"I want to invite you..." the knight said, "Take care of Her Royal Highness."

Kant looked up in surprise.

"You have a lot of animal friends on the island, at least you can take Her Royal Highness to hide. As for us, we will leave by boat immediately and lure the elves to chase."

Cleveland said firmly.

Kant looked at the elf battleship with binoculars. If nothing else, it was much larger than the stranded Penguin. The larger tonnage represented more personnel and weapons, and the truth was that all worlds could travel.

"You will be sunk," he said.

The knight smiled: "If it is sunk, the elves will be satisfied and won't pay too much attention to the Saint Seal Island, and the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess and you will be guaranteed to the greatest extent."

But that means everyone but Tina will die.

Including the knight in front of him.

"Although I still have a lot of things to do, although I am nostalgic for this world..." Cleveland smiled fearlessly, "but I am the son of the Prime Minister, and only if I am on board can other people willingly die together."

Kant was silent for a moment: "...Can you beat it?"

"The odds are zero."

The knight said without hesitation: "Wings of Wayne is an elf capital ship, the mainstay of the Royal Navy. The members of the ship are pure blood elves, and even half-elves are not allowed to board the ship, let alone other servant races, seamen. They are well-trained, with high loyalty and combat effectiveness, with a staff of 500 people, and a caster team of 80 members including a magister."

"Although the Sacred Seal Island has banned all supernatural powers, in addition to the caster team, there are fifty marines and three hundred and twenty sailors on board. Among the other fifty members, in addition to the damage control team, In addition to the technical personnel such as the medical support team, the naval officer group headed by the captain has rich combat skills and powerful strength."

"And the Penguin..."

The knight sighed: "We suffered heavy losses in the previous naval battle, the combat supplies were scarce, and the casters and elites suffered a lot. With the remaining combat power, even if we only deal with the two hundred elf sergeants who are about to land, we will The clock time was slaughtered cleanly."

"Because we lack all the means and equipment to counter the Elven Arrows."

"With those fifty Marines alone, we can completely beat us."

"There is no other way... I can only entrust Her Royal Highness to you, at least she can survive."

When the knight said this, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "In addition, I have to tell you one thing, the ceremony that Her Royal Highness held for you that day was..."

At this moment, the pigeon fell from the sky. It was previously sent by Kant to find the second brother to inquire about the situation. Now that it has returned, it has been showing its teeth and claws in front of Kant's eyes for a while.

Kant slowly understood, and his face gradually showed a hint of emotion.

"It may not be as bad as you think..." he mused. "I have a plan..."

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PS1: The setting of the Elf Arrow Corps Sergeant and the Giant Battle Longbow refers to the English longbowmen and the English longbow, and the best data in history has risen by 40 to 60%. After all, the other world is still the elves. Legendary race, and the blessing of extraordinary power.

PS2: There is another update today, which may be a little later.