Kamal looked at the bone fragments that Tyr handed over to him in some surprise, and after a long silence, Tyre smiled slightly when he saw this, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't thank me, in fact, I'm not interested in your short-lived empires and kingdoms, and it's just a gesture to help you." ”

"No, I'm curious if you usually keep everything in your stomach?"

Tyr: "...... yes, is there a problem? ”

"No...... It's no problem, it's my narrow-mindedness," Carmel put away the bone fragment with a hundred and forty lumens expression, "I still appreciate your help, Miss Tyre." But why did you pick up one of these bone fragments and come back? ”

"Actually, I wanted to taste the salty food, but then I thought that this humanoid creature was still too heavy to eat, so I only picked up a bone and came back to be a souvenir - but I didn't expect this thing to decompose rapidly, even if I put it in my stomach," Tyr wagged the tip of his tail, "I was about to find a place where no one was to vomit it, but now that you are useful, I will give it to you." ”

Kamel's expression darkened (literally), and he suddenly didn't want the sample anymore - although Tyr said that she had brought the bone back for collectibles, it sounded like a half-digested thing......

And he had to thank Tyr for taking it......

Miss Kraken didn't know what Kamel was thinking, she just felt that she had finally finished talking about this troublesome business, and the thought of going back to bed was overwhelming, and after a big yawn, the sea caterpillar raised her body and left the government hall one by one.

Gawain returned to his study, and unsurprisingly saw Thorderling waiting for him inside, while Betty stood by with a large teapot, seemingly having been looking after him for quite some time.

"We talked about post-war production," Gawain rubbed Betty's head as he entered the room, and let the little maid go to the next room to rest, and then sat down behind his desk, "I actually wanted to call you over." ”

Thorderling shook his head indifferently: "Still no, my current identity is not Cecil's retainer after all, and it is not appropriate to attend your meeting as a Typhon commander and prisoner of war for the time being." ”

"You always talk too much about principles in these things that have nothing to do with the overall situation," Gawain glanced at the other party a little helplessly, "I, the lord, have said that there is no problem, what are you still holding on to." ”

"Elves are mostly like that, we're a race that can be more realistic," Thorderlin laughed, "You've dealt with elves so much, you should have gotten used to our principles. ”

It's good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Gawain couldn't help but think of a sharp-eared girl who was looking for an unprincipled beating: "...... Not all elves are like that, if you look at Amber, her bloodline is not fake. ”

Thorderling was also helpless when he heard the word amber, the guy with half elven blood wandered around the territory all day long, and obviously left a deep impression on the high-ranking ranger: "Miss Amber...... It's true that she's half Silver Elf blood, but her style of doing things really makes people wonder how much that half of the bloodline works for her...... Maybe it has something to do with the other half of her bloodline. ”

"As long as the good things are all of your silver elf bloodline, as long as there is a little bad problem, it must be brought by the half-blood," Gawain glanced at Thorderlin, but he didn't take it seriously, just teased so casually and revealed the current topic, "Don't talk about this, what do you think of this battle?" ”

"About your army, or about the monsters?"

Gawain tapped lightly on the table: "Both." ”

Sölderling laughed: "To be honest, your army surprised me, I noticed before that their equipment is peculiar and their training is different from that of regular soldiers, but I never thought that their fighting ability and fighting style were like this. Is this also the result of your 700-year 'soul journey'? Kind of from ...... Lost time and space or the knowledge of a different civilization? ”

"Almost," Gawain said casually, "and this unit has not yet taken shape, and they are not far from my goal in terms of weaponry and training." ”

"It can be seen, for example, those crystalline bombs thrown with trebuchets," Thorderlin is worthy of being a high-level ranger from the Silver Empire, and has the insight and vision to travel through the wasteland of Gondor seven hundred years ago, he can see at a glance the incongruity in Cecil's defensive battle, "The huge power has obvious shortcomings, and it is also your helplessness to use the primitive trebuchet to throw 'bombs', right?" ”

Gawain smiled bitterly and admitted Sölderlin's statement: "Exactly, and we had a meeting today to discuss how to solve this problem. Truth be told, I urgently need a long-range weapon with high power, high accuracy, long range, and easy to deploy and move, and humanity is too physically disadvantaged when fighting aberrations, and we have to make up for it with powerful equipment. ”

"High power, high precision, long range, and easy to set up and move, you have a lot of requirements," Thorderling scratched his wig, "To be honest, I was so distressed to see you use trebuchets to throw out something called a 'crystalline bomb', most of which exploded in the open space - I really want to add a wind blessing to each bomb, and then use something more accurate like an elf ballista, at least it won't be so wasteful......"

Sölderling said it casually, but Gawain's heart suddenly moved: Add an enchantment structure to the cannonball?! Why didn't he think of it before?!

The Limits of Thinking, the Limitations of Thinking - He has been thinking about the structure of "artillery" on Earth, trying to find a solution from the so-called "firing mechanism", but ignoring that in this magical world, the cannonball itself can also be regarded as an enchantment target......

Gawain suddenly patted himself on the head, and it suddenly occurred to him that even if he had not fallen into a misunderstanding on the "launch mechanism", he should have been inspired by other examples: Isn't a missile on Earth a weapon with its own power? Why didn't you think that you could achieve a similar effect on shells when making the Atlas version of the artillery? Even if you can't make the shell have the ability to fly on its own, reduce its weight and increase the wind rune, wouldn't it solve the problem of insufficient thrust or too long acceleration trajectory of the repulsion circle?

He pondered what was limiting his thinking, and finally figured out what was going on: what was the so-called "technological development step".

Although he has realized more than once that the magic of this world is convenient in many places, and he has also lamented that this world uses magic to achieve many things that are still science fiction concepts on the earth, but when he thinks about some problems, he still can't help but use the experience of his previous life to set the facts in front of him - deep down he feels that missiles are a more advanced thing than artillery, and it appears after artillery, so before solving the artillery problem, he never thought that he could skip this step, Get inspired directly from missiles or rockets......

It's like a person who can't think of swimming before he learns to walk - but you say you want to try it for the Kraken?

Some krakens can't walk upright for tens of thousands of years, and they can only arch when they go ashore - but when people go into the water, a koi carp swings its tail at a speed of 60 knots, which makes sense......

In the same way, in a world where magic is developed, rockets are simpler than cannonballs—just like the fact that Cecil's engineers used laser welding before the soldering iron was invented......

Here, Gawain's mind began to turn over the river and Haiti to inspire self-examination and invention inspiration, but Sölderlin, who was sitting opposite, was blindfolded, he saw Gawain suddenly began to pat his head hard, and suddenly couldn't help but say: "I just said it casually, you don't have to be entangled in such a ......"

"No, it's not your problem, I just thought of some ideas, ahem," Gao Wen came back to his senses with a little embarrassment, and coughed dryly twice to bring the topic back on track, "Let's get down to business first, what do you think of the new type of enemies that have appeared in this battle?" ”

"It's really surprising that there are mutants in those monsters that haven't been seen seven hundred years ago, and they also have intelligence," Thordrin nodded, "We spent more than a year traveling through the Gondor wasteland, and we dealt with countless deviants in the middle, but we didn't find any subspecies of them, but to be honest, with the abnormal environment of the Gondor wasteland, it's normal for those monsters to be trapped in it for seven hundred years and have some mutations - I'm more worried about theirs." To what extent has the intellect awakened, how many monsters have mutated, how many monsters have higher intelligence, and how well they are organized......"

As he spoke, the high-level ranger frowned: "Chaotic and unintelligent monsters are easy to deal with even if they are strong, but monsters that become intelligent ...... I'm worried that they will pose a threat to the Great Wall. ”

Gawain's expression became serious: "Do you think they are destroying the Great Wall?" ”

"As long as they awaken their intelligence, it is impossible to remain indifferent to the Great Wall, which is a barrier that traps them, and it is the instinct of all intelligent beings to break free," Thordrin nodded, "They are born with the ability to harness the vast chaos of the Gondor Wasteland, and if they know how to gather this energy and destroy the Sentinel Tower in a targeted manner, then the Great Wall is really dangerous." The Sentinel Tower, though sturdy and heavily defended, is designed to deal with the energy encroachments of the wasteland and the wandering mindless monsters, and can be problematic in the face of an organized and orderly attack. ”

Gawain nodded slowly, then looked at Sölderlin: "I understand, then you should resign to me." ”

"That's right," Thordrling stood up, "we still have a lot to talk about, but the danger of the Great Wall is urgent, and I must go out immediately to warn my people and find out the condition of the barrier—now that the territory is safe again, it's time for me to leave." ”

Gawain didn't mean to let this high-level ranger stay longer, after all, the other party had been preparing to leave before, but he had to stay for a few more days because of the sudden attack of the monster, and he didn't come back after that. It's just that before Soldlin left, he couldn't help but ask: "Although you are very confident...... But how exactly do you plan to cross the blockade of Typhon's borders? ”

"A good Ranger is probably also a good infiltrator," Thorderling smiled confidently, "Have you forgotten how I got past the barbarian defenses and burned down half of their camp?" ”

Gao Wen thought about it carefully, and looked terrified: "You plan to wear women's clothes again?" ”

"I don't understand, why are you so surprised every time......"

Gawain: "...... Actually, I think you can take off your wig more than turning into Soldrin, not to mention the Typhonians, even I may not recognize you......"

"No!!"

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