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In the face of complex battlefields where the situation is changing rapidly, many of the mage's spells that are very useful in skirmish are not useful.

Protective arrows can resist the attack of ten or twenty arrows, but they cannot withstand a rain of arrows; The shield can withstand swords slashed from the front, but it cannot defend against spears stabbing from all directions...... The Golem, on the other hand, is a formidable guard for mages, but it is also difficult to protect mages from damage on the battlefield in complicated situations.

Golems are only suitable for small-scale battles, and not for large-scale warfare, which is a common belief in the mage community. However, there are always exceptions in the world, and the once glorious Magic Empire of Netherduran has successfully applied golems to the battlefield.

Their scheme is simple. Craft a tall, large, giant constructed creature - the Titan Golem, the object of Gordon's creation of the Black Titan. However, unlike Gordon's method of commanding the Golem at close range using telepathy, when the Magic Empire of Netherdulan made the Titan Golem, it built a cab in the Golem's body.

Of course, it's a bit inaccurate to say it's a cab. This is because there are no joysticks, buttons, pedals, etc., in this cabin, only a chair that allows the golem controller to sit as comfortably as possible. The mage still uses telepathy to manipulate the Golem, but the location of the control has changed from the outside world to the Golem's body.

With such complete protection, the mage can naturally sit in the body of the golem and step on the battlefield, killing and killing all the people, invincible.

Although Gordon's Black Titan is huge enough, it is still the outer armor of a blade golem in terms of design, and Gordon did not want to send the Black Titan to the battlefield at the beginning, mainly to deal with those huge monsters when adventuring. Unless it's a siege or a defense, he can make the Black Titan play a huge role.

When the two armies face each other in the field, the enemy's cavalry only needs a big detour to get around the Black Titan. Directly take Gordon, the controller. Or simply bombard Gordon with heavy long-range weapons at a distance of more than a kilometer.

The Magic Empire of Netherduran has adopted the path of "man-machine", using the Golem in large-scale warfare, and it has played a huge role. And Gordon, under the guidance of Dulina's Xiao Ming, thought of another way.

On Earth, since the beginning of the 21st century, because of the scientific and technological exhibition, remote-controlled drones began to be used in large-scale warfare. The shape of the war began to change slowly. By the time of the Earth Federation in which Gordon lived, the number of unmanned equipment in the army had reached an astonishing level.

In the world of swords and sorcery in Telos, Gordon, who has the insight and experience of earthlings, has come up with a completely different method from the Netherduran Empire, using golems for warfare.

When the Golem enters the battlefield. Since the controller cannot stay away, it is easy to fall into danger. However, if the Xiao Ming of Dalina is used to greatly increase the control distance of the golem, then the controller will be able to command the golem to fight in a safe place away from the battlefield.

Think about setting up a Golem Control Center in Blue Water City, far from the northern front. Hundreds of mages stayed there, taking advantage of Dullina's min. What would happen if he controlled the Golem Legion hundreds of kilometers away and went to fight the orcs? No matter what the battle is going on, the precious mages in the rear will not suffer any losses. As long as the financial and material resources are sufficient, there will be countless golems that will continue to be replenished on the battlefield.

And how long does it take for a flesh-and-blood creature to grow up and receive enough training to become a warrior?

This is a tireless, fearless, and powerful army that is not afraid of losses.

Sounds a bit like the undead army of those necromancers. However, even the lowest-level clay golems are many times stronger than undead creatures like skeleton zombies. And there is no fear of the fatal flaw of positive energy.

But Gordon still has a long way to go before he can get there. First, he had to improve Dalina's Xiao Ming to meet the needs of actual combat. Second, he had to have a factory capable of mass-producing golems - not a medieval craft workshop, but a factory that met the standards of an industrial assembly line. Third, he had to recruit a group of magic apprentices. to manipulate the Golem.

To achieve the first two points, Gordon needs a lot of money and enough time. To achieve the third point, you need to have fame and status. in order to attract talent allegiance.

Dulina didn't know that he had a little Ming, who had made Gordon think so deeply and think so far. He held the arcane notebook that Gordon had given him, and he couldn't put it down, and he smiled. Seeing this, Gordon did not want to disturb Dulina's interest, so he took his leave.

Leaving the Wild Jewel, Gordon didn't go far on the way to the Red Rock Fortress when he saw a crowd of people approaching him in the night.

Gordon gave them a second look.

Because for a young man with slanted eyebrows and an arrogant expression, he was his own colleague, a mage. Because the warriors who followed the mage had a white eagle with wings outstretched embroidered on their armor robes, the emblem of the Wintertalon Legion.

"Mr. Yankee, we've been so depressed these two days, there are no gold coins, no women, and no good wine. Seeing that the big war is approaching, but life is so hard, it really affects morale......" A man with a golden bar painted on his burqa, indicating that his position was squad leader, complained beside the mage.

The mage who was called Yankee glanced at the other party and smiled, "What do you think I'm bringing you out for today?" If you don't feed you veterans, how can you protect me on the battlefield? ”

A field mage of the Wintertalon Legion, along with his infantry squad, takes advantage of the darkness of night to have fun......

Gordon didn't have anything to attract his attention, so he quickened his pace. It's just that the taverns and brothels that are patronized by these soldiers tonight are probably going to be unlucky.

However, as the two sides staggered past each other, the distance gradually narrowed, until the Yankee and his party disappeared around the corner, Gordon changed his mind and stopped.

Because his keen sense of hearing vaguely captured the last conversation of the other party.

"Mr. Yankee, all your gold coins will be used to buy spellcasting materials and various magic items for the upcoming orc war. Where are you going to get the money to entertain us? ”

"Don't worry, I also have a 'private bank'. Do you know that mage apprentice who was kicked out by me some time ago because he couldn't pay his tuition? ”

"It's that kid who looks obscene and makes people want to step on his face with his military boots at a glance?"

"Yes. That lewd and cowardly mouse. If my former 'teacher' had asked him to borrow a few gold coins, he would have offered them flatteringly. I heard that he met a big customer a few days ago and made a lot of money......"

There is no doubt that the mage named Yankee, and his doglegs, are going to blackmail Dulina.

"It's just a trip once in a while, but you can't be idle......" Gordon sighed, turned and walked back.

Before he could reach the "Gem of the Wilderness", Gordon saw two tall Winterclaw Legionnaires, smiling at the door.

Bang dang! Crash!

There was a noisy sound in the shop, and some passers-by looked inside curiously, and immediately two soldiers scolded viciously, and then lowered their heads in fright and walked away quickly.

"Hey! You! Get out of the fuck, the Wintertalon Legion searches the shops that collude with the orcs, and idlers are not allowed to approach! ”

Seeing Gordon getting closer and closer, the two soldiers with cross-faced faces first shouted a warning, but seeing that Gordon did not react, they immediately drew their swords and met them.

Gordon sneered, raised his hand and instantly struck two two-ring spells "Detection Thoughts".

Translucent spiral-shaped beams of magic sank into the foreheads of both soldiers.

Gordon stood still, pointed to the soldier on his left, and said, "Soldier Alesto, you have hidden eighty silver coins under your pillow. This is the last time you gambled, you used a lead sieve to cheat. ”

"How do you know!" Suddenly being pointed out the secret in his heart, Alesto was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react at all, so he blurted out and asked.

"Wow! Alasdo, you goblin bastard! No wonder you were so lucky the last time you gambled! And last time...... I suspect you're cheating every time you set up a gambling game in the barracks! Give the money back to Lao Tzu! The other soldier ignored Gordon and immediately grabbed Alesto by the collar.

Gordon continued, "Brian, you gave Alesto's wife when you went home on vacation on the Dragon God's Blessing Day. Yes, in the kitchen, while Alesto's children were waiting for dinner. ”

"Brian! You bastard, I'm going to kill you! ”

Alesto, who was supposed to be at a loss, was grabbed by the collar by Brian and was justifying, but he didn't expect Gordon to say such a thing. He looked at Brian for a moment, and then showed a panicked expression, and immediately confirmed that he was cuckolded.

"Hmph, you cheated Lao Tzu out of so much money, if Lao Tzu your wife, you will be a **!" Brian didn't let it go.

"Slowly, dog-eat-dog."

Passing the two soldiers who were fighting more and more fiercely, Gordon walked to the door of the "Wild Jewel" and pushed it open.

It's a mess in a small shop. The goods that were originally placed on the shelves fell to the ground in scattered places. Glass residues covered the wooden floor, and the liquid flowed all over the floor, giving off a strange smell.

Dulina stood by the counter, clutching her cheeks in humiliation, and said nothing. Gordon saw between his fingers that there were several thick fingerprints left on his face.

And the mage named Yankee was sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, leisurely looking through the spell notes that Gordon had given to Durina.

PS: A million words!

Although it took almost a year to reach this number of words, and although I went through many twists and turns, I persevered!

My writing journey continues, and so does the story!

With this self-encouragement, continue to work hard.