The question of Ling Zifeng's choice of materials was entangled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The explosive electric system is not suitable for metal, the ice suitable for metal will not explode, and it can explode and is suitable for wood, but it is too light to throw too far.

He had also wondered if he could first absorb the lightning magic from the more stable wooden spear handle, and then transfer the lightning magic to the sensitive metal spear head before the spear flew close to the target.

However, this idea is theoretically possible, but how can a spear that flies away control the flow of magic attached to it?

This is an extremely cumbersome and complex control process.

The magic power was transmitted to the metal gun head and exploded a second earlier, and before it could hit the target in a hurry, it lost its maximum lethality.

If you don't transfer your mana to the metal spearhead, the explosion will become a joke unless the spear hits the enemy.

However, this again turns the question back.

If the king could hit his target perfectly, why did he bother thinking about such a complicated and dangerous method of killing at this moment?

Therefore, the day before the hot spring gate is destined to be a tangled day.

The entanglement of people is not only Ling Zifeng, but also the Persians, because of the various low-level mistakes they made yesterday, their morale was dissipated in front of the hot spring pass.

As a result, today's Persians are even more miserable.

The first wave of their regular troops, which they had sent, did not even dare to approach the Spartans, so they fled in all directions, crying and screaming.

Xerxes had no choice but to get something crooked to attack, such as a rhinoceros, or an elephant or something.

However, it is good for these animals to scare children, and it is wishful thinking to scare the Spartan warriors. Especially in this narrow hot spring pass, Xerxes still forcibly arranged such a large and bulky creature.

To use a quote from a famous demon hunter in a famous game, to evaluate the current Persians: "You are killing yourselves!" ”

The rhinoceros fell, the elephant fell off a cliff and died, and the legendary magical army arrived.

As last time, the earth mines exploded, shrapnel scattered in all directions, and the Spartans could only defend passively on the spot for a while, which was quite embarrassing.

Ling Zifeng's current mood was already irritable and tangled, and looking at these "Persian bombardiers" who forced the Spartan warriors into immobility, his mood became even more irritable.

So, he put down the broken sword and spear in his hand, and drew his wand, and the red fireball flew and landed in the enemy's ammo pile.

"Boom."

As in the "last time", the enemy's ammunition depot blew up, so the enemy followed suit. The Persians, who were not killed on the spot, dodged the shrapnel of the explosion in confusion.

They were far enough away from the center of the explosion, but the shrapnel from the blast wave still chased them like maggots on tarsal bones.

Some people were even smashed into a sieve of human flesh by shrapnel on the spot.

The bomb-throwing troops were blown up by their own bombs, which is funny to think about, in fact, Ling Zifeng felt that these black bombs were more like land mines than grenades, and they were really ugly to a new height.

Wait a minute! Land mines? Bomb!...

"Ahh Ling Zifeng shouted, and the troubles in his mind that had been in his mind exploded with the Persian bombs.

That's right, it's a bomb.

To be precise, he had in mind the principle of bomb explosion, which might solve the dilemma of tangled materials in front of him. The gunpowder that produces the explosion of the bomb is hidden inside it, unlike the magic he uses that is attached to the surface of the material.

If he could infuse mana into the material, wouldn't he be able to improve the stability of the mana?

In other words, if this conjecture is true, he can make things like "bomb swords, bomb spears" and the like.

In order to verify the conjecture, Ling Zifeng hurriedly began to do experiments.

However, safety precautions must be taken before the test, and the heavy shield left by the hunchbacked man is indispensable.

He used his magic to control the heavy shield, which had already been pitted, and once again covered it in front of him.

Why don't you carry it by hand? It's not because he's lazy, it's that he can't lift it at all! Even if he barely lifted the heavy shield, the impact of the explosion of those materials was enough to cause him to vomit blood from his internal injuries and die.

Ling Zifeng's physical fitness has always been an ordinary person, but the experiment he has to do now is not ordinary, and this will definitely become an important moment on his road to survival.

Now, let's see how he did it.

Ling Zifeng used the heavy shield discarded by the hunchbacked man in front of him, and carefully injected the lightning magic into a metal arrow cluster.

This thing is the smallest metal weapon on the battlefield, and there will always be fewer fragments from the explosion of small things, which is much safer than testing with a long sword.

A minute passed, and it didn't blow up

Five minutes passed, and it didn't blow up

Ten minutes had passed, and the arrows were still lying quietly on the ground.

A smile appeared on Ling Zifeng's face, he knew that he was halfway there, this method could indeed improve the stability of the mana in the material.

The next thing to deal with is the problem of triggering, like the lead of the bomb, the switch of the mine, and he now has to find a way to make this stable cluster of arrows explode.

Ling Zifeng was ready to try the impact first.

He touched a stone, aimed it at the cluster of arrows, and threw it。。。。。。 Didn't blow up!

Eun, of course he didn't blow up, because he didn't miss the 。。。。。 at all.

Ling Zifeng had never learned the technique of throwing hidden weapons, where would he be accurate, he smiled awkwardly, and prepared to use magic to control the stone to collide.

Mo Sandi on the side held back a laugh and signaled that he could help him, Mo Sandi threw it away, and the slender flying knife broke through the air, accurately hitting the arrow cluster.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the arrow cluster was hit hard.

"Boom" arced and exploded.

The shattering bolt shards "crackled" like a torrential rain and struck the heavy shield in front of him, deeply embedded in the metal shield.

Ling Zifeng laughed happily, he knew that he was not far from success. The force of the impact can indeed cause the metal that is "enchanted" inside to explode.

Finally, he had to figure out how much of an impact force could trigger such an explosion.

Again the endless trials began.

The Spartan warriors took advantage of the enemy's chaos and had already slaughtered the remaining "Persian Magic Legion", and Ling Zifeng finally mastered the characteristics of the "internal enchantment" metal after many experiments.

This "internally enchanted" weapon has no normal enchanted properties.

They can no longer trigger ice, fire, lightning, or anything like that. However, it can contain this magic and release it when it touches solids.

The "internally enchanted" metal weapons are very interesting, they do not explode when wielded in the air, nor do they explode when stirred in liquids.

Only when it touches the solid, it doesn't even need much force, and it will be unceremoniously shattered at the slightest touch.

Ling Zifeng didn't understand why he had such characteristics, but these didn't matter anymore, he left the corner contentedly, ready to find an opportunity to test the effect of this weapon in actual combat.

It didn't take long for the opportunity to come.

Because the Persians began the second regular army charge, of course they failed, and were chased by the Spartans all the way back.

And the Persian cavalry, hiding behind the dense fog and waiting to attack the son of the Spartan general, is about to appear.

Ling Zifeng walked in front of the Spartan general, put on a high-ranking appearance, and said lightly: "General, your son is rushing too far!" ”

The general frowned and looked into the distance, realizing that his son had indeed left the group a little far, and was already approaching the area of dense fog in front of the enemy camp.

Ling Zifeng continued: "I knew that there was a Persian cavalryman hiding behind the thick fog, and he would end your son's life. General Sparta, who had long been convinced of Ling Zifeng's prophecy, said excitedly: "What! No way! I'm going to save him! ”

Looking at the general who was about to rush away, Ling Zifeng hurriedly said, "It's too late, you come here, I have a way." ”

The general was slightly stunned and looked at him inquiringly.

I saw Ling Zifeng take the spear in the general's hand and carefully inject the lightning magic into the tip of the metal hair.

When he had done all this, he handed back the spear and said hurriedly: "Throw an elbow above your son's left shoulder, quick!" ”

The general took the spear, and without thinking about it, he threw it towards the direction that Ling Zifeng said.

With a "whoosh", the spear flew away, grazing the top of the general's son's left shoulder, and instantly piercing into the dense fog behind him.

With a "boom", an earth-shattering explosion sounded in the thick fog.

After a while, a cavalryman rushed out of the thick fog, but this cavalryman had already been blurred with the flesh and blood of the bomb, and he fell to the ground after a few steps.

The Persians, who were preparing to attack, were suddenly in chaos, and the Spartan warriors, who had advanced too far, took advantage of this opportunity to quickly retreat.

From this until late at night, the Persians did not dare to attack again.

The next day at the Battle of Thermolay, Persia suffered a crushing defeat.

The general's son was saved by Ling Zifeng with a "new weapon", and the Spartan general hugged Ling Zifeng excitedly and thanked him again and again.

He watched happily as the warriors around him lifted him up and down, and tossed him up and down again.

The crowd excitedly threw and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty!" Long live the magician! ”

。。。。。。

"Vomit Vomit Vomit"

Ling Zifeng, who was stunned "again", vomited on the ground, and he could understand very well why the Spartans were so excited, because his performance was indeed worth their excitement.

Prophecies against the sky, magical magic, and sharp enchantments, each of which made the Spartans ecstatic, because of Ling Zifeng, they became more and more confident in the next battle.

As for the last question, mastering a weapon combat technique, he is not in a hurry.

Because he can enchant other people's weapons, he naturally doesn't have to rush to learn combat skills, not to mention that these combat skills are so easy to learn without a few years of hard work.

Next to the campfire, King Leonidas gradually furrowed his brow.

The two-day defensive battle was so smooth, and with the help of Ling Zifeng, a magician, the enemy's morale was even more sluggish.

The reinforcements brought by the queen could arrive here in one day, and they only had to hold Thermopylae for one more day, and the Persians would be defeated.

The good news, just like "last time", came from the rear.

The queen of Sparta and the whole army had already rushed to a place very close to Thermopylae.

They traveled day and night sooner than expected, and it only took one more day to reach Thermopylae, which meant that the Spartan warriors only had to hold Onpylae for another day.

The exciting news made the king laugh, and the hunchbacked man's worries were also solved by Ling Zifeng, and the war seemed to be about to develop on the best side, but a trace of uneasiness gradually surged in Ling Zifeng's heart.

He knew that the development of the plot could not go so smoothly all the time.