Create the Age of Magic

"I remember that no one in the coalition has ever defeated those aliens wearing gold armor. Only a passing dragon knight broke the arm of a golden armored alien, so what is your arm?"

Roland looked at the arm calmly and asked.

"The dragon knight didn't take this arm away, so my six-horned beast cavalry regiment just happened to bring this thing back to me."

Horn concealed that if it was brought back by the Hexagonal Beast Cavalry, then Roland had no way to say anything.

Roland did not continue to ask further questions, but the way he looked at Horn was meaningful.

After Roland left, Horn listened to the magicians report their research results one by one. Most of them were very useful, but there was only one that could be used now.

A Forge Tower wizard showed Horn a force field emitter.

This force field emitter is somewhat different from the original force field emitter, it is more suitable for hand-holding and can be easily fired with the fingers of a Ceylonian.

The magician pointed to the newly added part of the force field emitter and said:

"The original thing was just a tube with a small switch. With the body structure of those outsiders, they can use this thing very easily, but we Ceylons can't use it. After I added this auxiliary device, every time A Ceylonian can use this weapon against the enemy, and the accuracy is much higher than that of the outsiders."

Horn took a look and felt pretty good. If it is played well, it can play a big role in this war.

Although many such weapons were seized before, most of them could not be used. The reason why magicians such as Horn could use this weapon before was because they could control it with the hands of a magician, but normal Ceylon soldiers, they used it This thing is like a fire stick, it's useless.

"Are there any shortcomings?" Horn asked.

"Yes." The magician replied honestly.

"What's the shortcoming, tell me."

"We can't make the energy core of this weapon, and we can't replace it with magic spar, so when that energy is exhausted, it's a waste product."

Is it a waste product after use up...

Horn laughed twice.

"Isn't waste better? It is precisely because it is waste that I am willing to use it for them. Otherwise, I would not dare to circulate such a dangerous weapon."

Horn took the sample of the force field emitter, found the three commanders, and gained some benefits by relying on the improved force field emitter.

A few days later, the Yarrow soldiers who fought against the Ceylon soldiers were horrified to find that not only were there more and more evil shields stained with the corpses of their compatriots, but also that many Ceylons actually used the same weapons as them.

The Sisis planned several large-scale attacks, several of which were close to success, but the sudden appearance of Ilya made their plans fail.

For the Yarrow people, the war has become increasingly difficult to fight.

Fifteen days later, Ninisson looked at Xixis with a calm face and said.

"The deadline of half a month has come, and this war is not going in a good direction, so I can no longer watch the war continue."

"Can you, give me another chance." Xixis said weakly with red eyes.

In the past fifteen days, he thought of many ways, but in the end he couldn't save the battle. The fighting methods of the Yarrow people were very strong, but compared with the strange methods of the natives, they seemed much more monotonous.

In the beginning, the Yarrow people could still have the upper hand, but now those outsiders have countermeasures against their fighting methods, but they have no new tricks.

After all, they are trapped in this square inch of land, no matter how great the war potential is, if they can't start the battle line, then they are equivalent to nothing.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the native camps to communicate with them. If the communication goes well, the war will stop. As long as the passage is still there, we Yarrow people will set foot on this world again one day." Ninisson looked deeply He took a look at Shishis and left.

Xixis held his head and bit his lips to bleed.

He is not reconciled.

Here he is Yarrow's marshal, with a million men in his hands, at the height of his power.

And back to Yarrow, what is he, just a mascot.

But what's the use of not being reconciled, this is the decision of Yarrow's top management, even if he is the marshal, he can't resist.

"No, I can resist, absolutely!"

There was a frightening madness in Sisis' eyes...

...

The next day Nineson led a detachment of Yarrows, carrying white banners, and marched directly toward the camp without weapons.

The mission group did not carry weapons. Everyone knew that these outsiders were weak with bare hands, so the Ceylon soldiers on the road did not attack them.

After some communication, Ninisson and his party entered the camp of the coalition forces under strict surveillance.

Ninisson had never experienced war. He had only seen the Ceylons in the documents, and when he saw them, he had only curiosity on his face.

It is true that Ceylon humans are ugly in terms of their aesthetic sense, but the orc tribe makes them quite fond of it.

They also keep pets in the world of Yarrow. For them, many orc races are like pets becoming spirits...

The coalition army treated the envoys very solemnly. Every city lord in the camp was invited, and Horn was no exception.

Basila sat at the head, stroking his mane and looking at Ninisson and the others.

"Why are you waiting here?"

Ninisson, who was still amazed at Ugula Neal's astonishing figure, quickly came back to his senses.

"My lord, we are here for peace."

"Hmph, peace, do you call this kind of behavior of occupying land silently and then attacking first called peace?" the bald city lord mocked, and Horn found that this person was quite talented in finding faults.

"I personally prefer to call the previous behavior a kind of communication. I believe that during the communication, both of us have already understood the strength of the other side. I don't think anyone wants to continue this war."

Without a trace of panic, Ninisson smiled and said to the bald castellan that he was actually very talented in this aspect to be appointed as the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Several city lords nodded. It is true that they have already suffered a lot because of this war, and they would be very happy to stop the war like this.

"A truce? Interesting, tell me what your request is." Bagheera asked with a smile.

"We Yarrow people will only act in that forest in the future. As long as we step out of that range, it is equivalent to us initiating a war."

Ninisson's calculation is to develop in the direction of the Twilight Forest in the future. Although it is difficult to survive there, it is enough for the Yarrow people for the time being.

"This condition is quite attractive, but I think you can take a step back and give us some compensation." Bagheera smiled and scratched his chin, he still wanted to bargain.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Horn's eyes, and he actually planned to agree to the other party's request. Was the leader of the alien alliance scared of being beaten by the other party?

"Not an inch of land can be lost. You all withdraw from Ceylon, otherwise the war will continue."

Roland tapped the ground with the scabbard of his long sword, interrupted Bagheera's words, and said the words to death. Ninesson looked at him with only indifference in his eyes.

A patient with indigestion complained to the doctor: I am very abnormal recently. I eat whatever I eat, eat cucumber and eat cucumber, and eat watermelon and eat watermelon. How can I get back to normal? The doctor is silent for a moment, then you can only eat shit.