"Ding! Thorl Harald, the traverser, has been defeated! The other party has returned! ”

"According to the rules of the Gaia battlefield, the reward has been distributed!"

Gu Guo, who was standing on the lookout to observe the battle situation, suddenly received two prompt tones from the system and was stunned for a moment.

In the past three years, except for a glance at the slowly rising progress bar on the system when learning botany, the rest of the time the system's presence is not very high.

"There really are traversers in this group!"

He now learned that the traverser he was fighting against was called Tor Harald.

"Look at the rewards?"

I saw a badge suddenly appear on the system interface, and there were eight tridents spread around the same circle center, and in the center of the trident, three horizontal lines formed a pattern similar to eight trigrams.

Helm of Awe

Purpose: Creates a shield that blocks all damage from explosions, punctures, radiation, psionic energy, and weirdness that generate a total of 4.2 million joules of energy.

Synopsis: Should you be proud or in awe of defeating a time-traveler who is four eras behind your own life?

Notes: Totem of the Vikings. ”

Looking at this introduction, it seems to be a bullish and durable invincible shield, but if the energy is converted, the energy of 1 kilogram of TNT explosion is 4.2 million joules, if Gu Guo is thrown into World War II, a howitzer can break his shield.

But it allowed him to walk sideways in the Bronze Age.

"Pride or Awe......"

"From the Stone Age all the way up to the Bronze Age, the Iron Age, the Firearms Age, the Steam Age, the Electric Age, the Nuclear Age, ......"

"The information age in my previous life was just a minor fork in the age of nuclear energy."

"Four eras below me, which means that Thor came from the Iron Age before he crossed over?!"

Gu Guo can only know the limit of his own era from the system, and the era of nuclear energy will have to be explored by himself, and the Thor who was defeated by him can only know from the system that the most advanced era is the Iron Age.

This badge seems to remind itself that the system has dropped time-travelers from all eras.

"If I face up to a time-traveler from the interstellar age, will I have a chance of winning? The tactics of land, sea and air from the era of nuclear energy are as backward to them as I am to see the queue of the Napoleonic era......"

"Although the civilization of my previous life is unified, the pattern of the world is still fragmented, those who come from the interstellar era or even beyond the interstellar age, their civilization must be harmonious and unified and inclusive, advanced political systems and scientific theories may be able to make up for the lack of industrial population, even if there are only tens of thousands of people, they can run into the age of firearms or even the age of steam?"

The more Gu Guo thought about it, the more frightened he felt.

Just as he encountered this group of nomads who were still using stone tools when he created bronze weapons, maybe in the future a civilization led by an interstellar age traveler would pestle rails and gun barrels in his face.

Cold sweat soaked Gu Guo's back, and the shouts of the clansmen under the city were not pleasant at all, until Pigskin led the soldiers out of the city, and two chariots pulled by two oxen rushed out one after another, which brought his thoughts back to reality.

The wheels of the chariot were just stuck in two ridges, and it rushed straight forward. Yu and Acorn half-squatted on their respective stations to maintain their balance, holding a three-meter-long bronze Ge and pecking at the fleeing slaves and private soldiers.

Behind the chariot, three platoons of nearly ninety soldiers were close to cover the advance of the chariot, armed with spears, and using the rapidly advancing phalanx to replenish the scattered and lone enemy.

In the dark night, you can only rely on the length of the weapon in your hand to distinguish between friend and foe, but fortunately, Gu Guo's side uses a slip of bronze spear and long ge, which is very recognizable, and there is no bloody scene of fighting between his own people and his own people at night.

The two-meter-long bronze spears in the hands of the infantry were almost invincible when they rushed through the plains, and the wooden sticks in the hands of the slaves and the stone axes and stone spears in the hands of the private soldiers had been poked into hedgehogs by a collective spike before they could get even closer to the phalanx.

The soldiers were followed by the remaining six hundred conscripted peasant soldiers and two hundred reinforcements from the Yangya tribe, armed with bronze short spears and short ges provided by Gu Guo, weapons used to imitate stone spears and stone axes, which made them wield them with great ease.

These 800 people rushed into the scattered crowd, as if they were in a no-man's land, and the copper ges and copper spears reaped one stubble after another of human lives.

This chase lasted for the second half of the night, and more than a dozen of them who escaped the farthest had already run to the location of the cave where Gu Guo once lived, but they were still driven out of the depths of the cave by the camelina like chickens, and in the face of more than two dozen bright spears, these more than ten slaves lowered their heads and sobbed quietly.

Last night's bow raid and frontal charge killed only more than 200 slaves and private soldiers, and the casualties of the follow-up pursuit and the poison of the dung bow and arrow were the bulk of the group of deaths.

With Gu Guo's previous promise to kill the enemy and have a quota to enter the city, the six hundred conscripted peasant soldiers caught one and killed one, and basically everyone was allocated a quota.

The task of cleaning up the battlefield was daunting, with the corpses of more than 300 people piled up on the farmland outside the city, and those who fled several kilometers away to be killed, were given a feast on local wild animals.

The work of carrying the corpses was naturally served by the captives, and under the service of Gu Guo's meal a day, this group of people worked quite hard, carrying their former companions and throwing them into the corpse pile like garbage.

The fire burned for two days and two nights, and the stench of rotting grease and protein drifted into the distance through the billowing smoke, but the upwind city did not affect it in the slightest.

In the whole battle, Tor was killed in battle, his cronies were killed, half of the 1,000 slaves died, and the private soldiers who were the first to bear the brunt of Gu Guo's calculations suffered even more heavy casualties.

The 800 private soldiers were killed by the rain of arrows as soon as they came up, and another 200 died under the charge of the two chariots and the supplementary swords of the follow-up soldiers, and the conscription of peasant soldiers was their greatest nightmare.

In the end, very few escaped, and the dozens of people who were counted out were missing in the wild.

On Gu Guo's side, except for the six people who were killed by stray arrows that came out of nowhere during the chase, the rest of the people only had some minor injuries at most.

In this battle, Gu Guo won completely.

The six dead clansmen, Gu Guo buried them next to the mound of the six sons, and their names and exploits were engraved on the tombstones.

The six people who died in the battle were unusually increased by Gu Guo by two places to live in the city, and their mothers and relatives held Gu Guo's arm and cried, not knowing whether to cry about their son who died in battle, or to sobbing about the treatment they received empty-handed.