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"Very practical magic," Belov asked in surprise, "Which god gave this magic?"

"The main function of this spell is to drive away certain evil beings, and keeping warm is just a byproduct," An Jiyue put her left hand on her waist and held a straight branch she picked up on the roadside with her right hand. "It has nothing to do with the gods, and the Zhendan people don't need any 'gifts from the gods'. We only worship our ancestors and don't believe in so-called gods."

Prince Belov seemed to think for a moment: "Can you use this magic often?"

"If you want, I can make this thing float above our heads 24 hours a day." The girl waved the branch in her right hand, leaving a shallow mark on the melting snow. "What do you think?"

"In that case, the original action plan can be scrapped," Belov said with a scorching gaze, "Let's go straight to those beasts, ma'am. After we've dealt with them, we'll go to Prager."

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Author's words: PS: On the 6th and 7th, I only had one meal and a bowl of instant noodles. Oh, and half a banana. I'm very hungry but I can't eat anything. No matter how careful I am, I will touch the ulcer on my tongue, and then there will be a sour taste that goes straight to the top of my head. I'm so hungry that I feel dizzy. I couldn't stand it yesterday... I went to the hospital today and got some medicine back. I hope it helps.

Chapter 118 Marching into the Battlefield

War is 99% marching and 1% fighting, and that 1% fighting is always much more important than the 99% marching.

Marching in Kislev in winter is hard and dangerous work, but mortals have no choice. After two years of suffering in the cold wind, the village fortresses along the way can provide little supplies, but being able to spend the night in a place with a roof and a fireplace is the greatest happiness. If you can find a samovar and a cup of steaming hot tea, it is heaven.

The further north they went, the worse the situation of the local residents became. If the situation in the Southern States was dire but manageable, then the Eastern States had become a bit like hell on earth. When the team was still in the Southern States, as long as they were not delayed by extreme weather such as blizzards, they would always arrive at a village fortress that could provide shelter for passers-by that night; when the team entered the Eastern States, they often passed by three or four village fortresses in a row, only to find that there was no one inside, with nothing left.

Except for the Daheris Forest on the east side of the state, most of the land in the Eastern State is flat grassland. There are a large number of Ugor nomadic tribes here, and in the Daheris Forest in the east live many Ugor witches - the Ugor people call them "Daughters of Wisdom". Sister Ostankia, who has countless terrible legends, is the most famous and powerful of the existing Daughters of Wisdom. The witches represented by her enjoy great prestige in the Eastern State, and even the Gospada nobles are in awe of them.

It is said that there is a community of wood elves deep in the Daheris Forest, but the Kislevites rarely see these mysterious neighbors. No matter where the Asrai are, they always adhere to the tradition of never dealing with outsiders unless necessary. Kislevite patrols occasionally see wood elves fighting with beastmen in the forest, but these wood elves never communicate with the Kislevites, let alone reveal the location of their secret community to the latter.

Prince Belov's original plan was to take the Chinese to Prager, gather an army there, and then fight against the beastman tribe that was wreaking havoc in the Eastern State. However, after An Jiyue showed off a little bit of his skills, the prince changed his plan. He sent a messenger to Prager, asking the city he ruled to immediately gather an army and go to a fortress located southeast of Prager and adjacent to the Daheris Forest. He and his new friends from China would arrive there as soon as possible to meet them.

"In addition to the necessary defensive forces, Prager should be able to muster an army of at least a thousand people," Belov explained to An Jiyue, "This will be an army composed of winged cavalry, horse archers and Cosas, as well as some war sleds. The Daughters of Wisdom will also participate in the battle, and they have promised to bring some beasts from the forest to help."

An Jiyue did not ask why the troops were so small. Although the Wuguer people had transformed into a semi-agricultural, semi-nomadic people after thousands of years of cooperating with the Gospada people, nomadism still dominated Wuguer society, and nomadic life usually meant two things: excellent and numerous light cavalry, and low productivity.

Often, it only takes a snowstorm to destroy a powerful nomadic tribe. Although the Eastern Province is vast and sparsely populated, it is not so poor that it can only muster a thousand warriors. In theory, the number of troops that can be mobilized under Prince Belov's rule is at least... well, the prince himself does not know how many there are, after all, Kislev has neither a household registration system nor a census, but the number of troops that can be mobilized must be more than 10,000. However, in practice, this is simply impossible, and the reason is very simple: there is not enough food.

Let’s not talk about the Uguer people who have settled down and rely on farming for their livelihood. The Uguer people who maintain a traditional nomadic life are just like all nomadic peoples in the world. Their low productivity makes them always struggle on the edge of famine. When Ersun disappeared and the howling of winter was delayed, the Uguer tribe on the grassland quickly exhausted their extremely limited food reserves. If they could not rely on hunting to make ends meet, and if they had not received help from the Tsar and the boyars, the Uguer people would have starved to death on a large scale long ago.

The Ugor tribes, big and small, were scattered across the vast grasslands of the Eastern Province, and they had to do their best every day to see the sun the next day. They were unable to respond to the prince's call for conscription, and the extremely scarce food and fuel were not enough to support them to reach Prager. If Belov forcibly conscripted them, these people would starve or freeze to death on the way.

Prince Belov could only recruit warriors from Prager and the surrounding areas, and had to scrape out a batch of food and fuel to support his people, otherwise they would die of hunger and cold before they saw the enemy. The bald middle-aged man was most grateful that the Zhendan people brought their own supplies, which were enough to support the Zhendan people until Devingard, otherwise he would have no idea where to get the supplies to provide to the friendly forces coming to help.

On the way to the meeting place, the messengers came back and forth and brought more intelligence about the enemy's movements. The beastmen who were burning, killing and looting in the Eastern State had swelled to nearly 10,000 people. All kinds of twisted and weird Chaos beasts came out from the depths of the Daheris Forest and joined this growing herd. What's worse is that the Norsemen in the north have also joined in the fun. Many villages in the northern part of the Eastern State have been looted. All signs indicate that a larger-scale invasion is brewing.

The only good news is that the beasts have not attacked in large numbers for some reason. Until now, only some strongholds that are too close to the Daheris Forest have been attacked, and the attackers are not large in scale, and they look more like some guerrillas without a clear goal, rather than a premeditated attack. Some brave hunters volunteered to go deep into the forest to scout, but most of them did not come back, and the few survivors claimed that the beastmen seemed to be chasing something in the forest.

"Wood elves," An Jiyue said with certainty, "These beasts must be busy dealing with the wood elves."

"Why?" Prince Belov asked, "What's so special about those pointed ears that the Beastmen would do this?"

"It may not be that the beastmen took the initiative to deal with the wood elves," An Jiyue said, "maybe the wood elves took the initiative to contain the beastmen. They certainly don't have the ability to confront tens of thousands of beasts head-on, but they still have the ability to harass the beasts and delay their actions."

"Okay. So why should they help us?"

"Don't try to understand the logic of the Wood Elves' behavior, Prince. One of their two rulers, Mage Queen Ariel, is a powerful spellcaster and prophet. The Wood Elves often interfere in a battle or rescue a specific person under her orders, and these rescued people even include an unforgivable villain (Note 1)," An Jiyue recalled the information she knew, "Perhaps you are very important in their eyes."

"As long as they don't ask me for compensation afterwards, they can treat me as they please," Prince Belov tightened the reins in his hands, "We should speed up, ma'am. We must meet up with my army as soon as possible. We can only hit people with clenched fists."

The messengers riding dog sleds across the endless snowfield brought the team a steady stream of the latest news. After spending more time than expected, a Kislev army of more than a thousand people was assembled in Praag, and is currently rushing to the rendezvous point with the supplies that were finally pieced together. During this time, more villages in the north were attacked. The Norscans are gathering on the border, and the scouts saw the totems of more than a dozen different tribes.

Prince Belov still looked strong and resolute on the surface, but An Jiyue could sense that anxiety was churning in his heart. Since she had mastered telekinesis without a teacher, the girl gradually became able to sense other people's emotional activities, and this ability was slowly increasing. She had a vague feeling that if this perception ability was further developed, it would sooner or later reach the level of mind reading - as long as the correct ability training method was mastered.

Thinking of this, An Jiyue thought of the crystal marble that she had always carried with her. The crystal marble might contain the secret of the Faceless Man's ability, or it might not, and she had never been able to find a prophet strong enough to help her tell her fortune. The War Scripture was able to crack the encryption of the crystal marble, but the cost of cracking it was nearly 100,000 points, which was not a small amount, and An Jiyue was not willing to take a gamble.

Sooner or later the girl will have to make a choice, but certainly not now.

……

Note 1: This refers to Morathi. Aunt Morathi was ambushed by a shadow warrior once, and the shadow warrior almost succeeded, but at the critical moment a group of wood elves suddenly appeared and saved Aunt Morathi. There are many similar behaviors. For example, when King Ka was just born, his father took the whole family out for a trip, but they were ambushed by beastmen and almost died. In the end, a group of wood elves suddenly appeared and saved King Ka and his family.

Chapter 119: Heaven's Hammer (Part 1)

An Jiyue opened her eyes dazedly and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

She lingered on the double-layer fur bed for a long time before reluctantly lifting the quilt and using her telekinesis to push open the small window on the wall. Although it was early in the morning, there was no sunlight coming in from the window. Only the cold wind and the soldiers' horns during their morning run drifted into the small stone room.

Just yesterday, a mixed team of Zhendan and Wugor people arrived at this fortress adjacent to the Daheris Forest. It was already night, and Belov saw that there was not much distance left to the fortress, so he took the risk and chose to continue moving in the dark - that is to say, the actual situation was that An Jiyue released hundreds of [Eternal Lantern] spells, illuminating the entire team from front to back.

The three parties had a total of nearly 3,000 troops, plus the garrison of the fortress itself, which filled the small wooden fortress. Even An Jiyue and Belov had to share a room with others, and many people set up tents in the open space in the middle of the fortress, and only then could everyone settle down. If the Zhendan people had not used mechanical beasts, even the Yuyong crossbow cavalry under Bing Ruolan had been replaced with the mechanical horses brought by An Jiyue, otherwise there would not be enough stables.

An Jiyue suspected that after Prager's reinforcements arrived, some people might have to sleep in the toilet. Prince Belov was very optimistic about this. The bald uncle said that as long as the battle started, the barracks would soon become spacious.

…The girl didn’t really want to comment on this Kislevite optimism. The Warhammer world is not short of tragedy and death, and the Ice Kingdom is better than others in this regard.

Using Fire Control to heat the room to a suitable temperature, An Jiyue began to put on her clothes. As the first spell she had cast since coming to this world, she had already practiced Fire Control to the point where it could generate heat without any open flames.

After putting on her clothes, the girl then put on her armor. Her armor was a set of black iron mountain pattern armor, which had no other special effects except making the wearer immune to cold and heat. Anyway, she didn't expect to rely on the armor to block those truly fatal attacks.

An Jiyue's attack was not something that could be blocked by ordinary armor. For her, ordinary armor was a consumable, or occasionally a decoration. Only armor of the level of Grimm Sharp Scale Armor, Inarion Dragon Armor, or Heavenly Court Scale Armor was truly useful.

After opening the door, the north wind did not change An Jiyue's expression. The magic that the girl had cast on her armor had played a good role in the design, blocking the bone-chilling cold. Walking down the stone steps, An Jiyue looked around. The place where she rested was a double-story watchtower with a rooftop. Its shape was obviously in the imperial style, and it was also one of the few buildings in this wooden fortress that was built entirely of stone.

Belov and one of his boyars went to share a bedroom with the commander of the fortress, while An Jiyue, Bing Ruolan and Jin Zhifan occupied the second floor of the watchtower. The first floor was originally a small armory filled with spears, axes and bows and arrows, and was specially vacated for the four witches to live in last night, although they actually preferred to live in the stable.

These witches are sisters who originally lived in the nearby forests, leading a secluded life of self-sufficiency. The recent series of events in the Daheris Forest have made these Ugor witches worried. Small groups of beastmen and mutated beasts twisted by the power of Chaos are running all over the land, making it impossible for them to stay in their huts. They can only greet their enemies in obscene slang while sitting on a dog sled filled with their belongings and rushing to the nearest Kislev stronghold to seek refuge.

They arrived at the fortress almost at the same time as the Zhendan people. Due to their wild clothing style, Lei Zhenzi, who was patrolling the surrounding area, almost identified them as enemies. Fortunately, An Jiyue stopped the mechanical beast's attack in time.

When the girl walked out of the watchtower, four witches came over with breakfast in their hands. When they saw the girl, they bowed respectfully and walked much slower.

"Good morning. Have you seen Prince Belov?" An Jiuyue asked.

"He's at the gate," said the oldest-looking witch, lowering her head. "The scouts are back, and the prince is questioning them."

An Jiyue thanked him politely and left. When she was far away, another witch asked hurriedly, "Is that her? Is she the one that Mammy mentioned? ... Motherland, is such a beauty really a mortal?"

"Shut up!" The oldest witch glared at the guy fiercely. "Don't speculate about others casually. Maybe she can hear what you say. If you don't want to be turned into a frog by some strange foreign spell, don't talk about those great beings behind their backs!"

"Sister, I think she's very friendly," said another witch. "She looks both cold and warm. She shouldn't mind unintentional rudeness. If she thinks her dignity cannot be offended in the slightest, we can go and apologize."

"Second sister is right," the last witch interrupted, "Look at her, look at her face. We are clearly praising her beauty. No woman, or any other female creature, would consider this an offense!"

"Don't take it for granted, sisters. There are many great beings in this world, and what they all have in common is that their minds are difficult to understand." The oldest witch shook her head, "Except, of course, the Gospada people's bear god. That one's thoughts are always easy to understand."

The other three witches nodded in agreement.

"Hurry up and finish breakfast. We still have a lot of work to do," the oldest witch urged. "There should be some beasts nearby that have not been touched by the dark forces. The prince asked us to gather these four-legged 'recruits' as soon as possible."

……

An Jiyue terminated the [Clairaudience] spell.

The four witches didn't reveal much useful information, but it wasn't too little either. "Mammy" obviously refers to a certain Hag-Mother (Note 1), most likely Ostankia. Combined with Prince Belov's respectful and somewhat restrained attitude towards her, it was not difficult for An Jiyue to guess the connection behind the many appearances.

The girl walked to the main gate of the fortress. Many people, including Prince Belov, had gathered here, looking like they were just joining in the fun. "...We were attacked when we were getting water from the stream, and the other brothers were all killed," said a weak voice with a heavy accent, "I was the only one who escaped. Those beasts chased us until we were nearby before giving up."

Noticing An Jiyue's arrival, the Ugor soldiers gathered nearby saluted and made way. Prince Belov nodded at the girl with a serious expression on his face: "You have done a good job. The sacrifices made by the tribesmen will never be in vain. Take him down to rest and let the doctor see him. Make him some hot soup!"

Judging from his attire, he should be a Coza warrior who was being helped away by his comrades. It was not until this time that An Jiyue noticed that a crudely made arrow had pierced his left thigh, and his trouser legs were covered with dark red wet marks.

"His legs are broken," the girl said in Aurora, "he will never be a soldier in his life."

"At least he survived and brought back vital intelligence," Prince Belov's brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed. "Madam, the good news is that the enemy's actions are just as I expected, and they are heading straight here."

"Next time you can tell the bad news first. So what's the bad news?"

"These Chaos bastards are less than a day away from the fortress. They will arrive after nightfall, and they are best at night attacks." Prince Belov was speaking in Chinese while being surrounded by a large group of his own kind. "Ten thousand beastmen are all coming for us, and it will take at least four days for Prager's reinforcements to arrive."

"I won't ask why you were so sure that the enemy would come for us from the beginning. It's just a three-fold difference in troop strength. I've experienced battles where the troop strength disparity was far greater than this, not to mention that we have ready-made fortifications to rely on." Although An Jiyue didn't care, she didn't feel any pressure. "The closer to the North and South Poles, the more active the magic wind is, and the stronger the power of people like me. Ten thousand beastmen are a problem, but they are just a problem."

"I'm not worried about the Beastmen, ma'am. The ravens sent me urgent military intelligence. The Norscans have begun to attack. They are gathering their forces much faster than I thought..." The prince finally said what he was really worried about. "Prag is in danger, and I can't support Pragg at this time."

"…How much gold can you come up with?"

"what?"

"There is a guy who can get to Praag in time, and his power is enough to solve the crisis facing your city." An Jiyue immediately thought of a certain Asur wizard. Ever since he traveled to Warhammer, this guy has been thinking about throwing a Casadora Comet at the enemy's head, and now seems to be the perfect time to do so.

"The only question is, how much money can you offer to impress him?"

……

Note 1: Some particularly powerful Ugor witches are called Witch Mothers, such as Ostankia, who is the most powerful Witch Mother in existence.

Chapter 120: Heaven's Hammer (Part 2)

Dustan O Falcon sat on a wooden barrel, looking up at Morsrib hanging high in the sky.

There are two moons in the Warhammer world. One is the white normal moon Manasrib, where the Moon Queen Guiyin comes from, and the other is the green evil moon Morsrib. The origin of the evil moon can be traced back to the collapse of the bipolar portal of the Old Ones and the first invasion of the world by the forces of Chaos. At that time, a huge warp stone was thrown into the sky by the impact of the explosion. It has been rotating around the planet ever since. This super-giant warp stone is the later evil moon Morsrib.

Unlike Manasrib, Morsrib's orbit is not fixed and has no regular pattern. It only appears in the sky on certain days. Only on Witches' Night and Magic Witches' Night will the strange sight of Manasrib and Morsrib appear in the sky at the same time.

When Morslieb appears, even at the same time, the evil moon seen in different areas is different: in most places, the evil moon also waxes and wanes, and when it is a full moon, all kinds of monsters and demons come out to make trouble; and in those places that are deeply affected by the power of chaos, the evil moon is always a full moon.

At this moment, what appeared in the eyes of the Asur mage was a narrow crescent moon.

He could sense that the Winds of Magic were more violent than usual - the mere presence of Morslieb would weaken the barrier between the material universe and the Realm of Chaos. This made it easier to cast spells, but also more likely to make mistakes, and in Warhammer, even the slightest spell mistake could have serious consequences, temporarily reducing the caster's strength and losing the ability to cast spells for a short period of time. In the worst case, the rampaging Winds of Magic would explode into a mushroom cloud on the spot, and the caster himself would be sucked into the Realm of Chaos.

The fleet loaded with food was sailing on the Reik River, and the armored Chinese soldiers were on the deck, ready for battle. After nightfall, all the imperialists retreated into the cabins, and everyone was covered with amulets and holy emblems of the gods they believed in. Even across the cabin, Dustan could hear the voices of these people reciting scriptures in panic.

"Mr. Du," the judge of the patrol inspection department who was accompanying him saluted Dustan with his arms crossed, "We will take care of this place. We will deliver the 100,000 dan of grain without missing a grain. Mr. Du, you can go now."

The people in charge of the escort mission were not from the Anxi Army system, but from the Land and Water Patrol Division. The grain transportation route personally decided by An Jiyue was mostly by boat, so the escort mission was naturally handed over to the Land and Water Patrol Division, which was responsible for the professional counterparts. The Land and Water Patrol Division of Sanhe Prefecture sent out two teams of Land and Water Marquis for this purpose, led by a judge who was equivalent to the commander of the Jingzhi Bingzhang.

Due to some inevitable departmental conflicts, the official titles of the Land and Water Patrol Office, which was affiliated with the Ministry of Industry, formed their own system, and they had to be different from the regular soldiers in every way. The regular soldiers wore red clothes for the land division and blue clothes for the navy, but the Land and Water Patrol Office all wore white. As for why they didn't use black, which is resistant to dirt? I shrugged, because the bad guys affiliated with the local government offices wore black clothes!

After hearing what the judge said, Dustan first looked at him, which made the judge a little puzzled, and then he said, "That evil man asked me to tell you (Note 1) that if you really can't win, protect yourself first. If the food is gone, then it's gone."

Upon hearing this, the judge hurriedly said, "We have already issued a military order..."

"It's not us who are short of food! They are just Kislevites. If they starve to death, it's no big deal." Dustan waved his hand impatiently: "Anyway, I've delivered the message. The enemy is coming, you guys just do your best."

The wizard waved his staff, and a stream of air appeared out of nowhere and blew him up into the air (Note 2). The sound of flapping wings came from far away, and the wizard stopped his magic in time. The wind disappeared, and he fell down and landed lightly in the saddle.

The Arcane Phoenix raised its head and let out a loud cry. The leader mage reached out and patted the mount under him, and the Arcane Phoenix immediately understood and turned to the north, but did not move immediately.

Before leaving, Dustan looked back. The peaceful river began to boil like a pot, and bizarre and twisted aquatic monsters poked their heads out from under the water, and they were greeted by a series of crisp gunshots.

The land marquises lined up on the deck and opened fire, spraying dense lead bullets at the gathered attackers; the water marquises wearing oil-soaked leather armor came to the side of the ship with double-pronged steel forks, and then all jumped down like dumplings - the water marquises of the Land and Water Inspection Bureau can be roughly divided into two parts: the tower ship soldiers and the water ghost team. The former are responsible for driving inland gunboats, while the latter are almost all Di people.

These strong and beautiful creatures have an upper body that is very similar to humans, except for their fin-shaped ears and double eyelids. Their lower body is a slender fish tail. As soon as they enter the water, they swim towards their enemies flexibly and quickly hand out their steel forks when they are about to collide with them.

Large patches of crimson spread across the water, but under the cover of night, few people noticed it. The Di people swam flexibly in the water. They were never alone, and always moved in groups of two or three. The mutated scales and rough thick skin could not stop the swift stabbing of the steel fork, and the enemy's counterattacks were always easily avoided by the Di people.

With a "bang", the closed hatch was kicked open from the inside. The captain of the Empire was the first to rush out of the cabin with a pistol in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, shouting "For the Empire!" and rushing to the deck. After hearing the gunshots, these mortals who were originally trembling because of the appearance of the evil moon, did not hesitate to pick up their weapons and join the battle.

It was hard to tell whether they were here to help or to cause trouble. Dustan discovered that after the Imperials swarmed onto the deck, the orderly volley of fire from the Land Marquis was inevitably disrupted, and the rhythm became chaotic. Fortunately, the Imperials could not go into the water, but the Di people's water marquises were not affected.

"It should be fine..." The wizard muttered uncertainly. Sensing Dustan's mood change, the mount, which was in tune with its master, flapped its wings and flew north, quickly leaving the chaotic battlefield behind.

Asur's wizard didn't know the way to Praag, but as a powerful wizard, he was not the one to get lost. Dustan just looked up at the starry sky and determined the direction through the stars. After accelerating for a distance, the Arcane Phoenix entered a full-speed sprint state. According to the time, when Prince Belov received the information about the latest movements of the Norsemen, the Yankees had most likely arrived in Praag.

A normal ancient army would not have been able to attack in a blizzard, but the Yankees who believed in the evil god of chaos were definitely not normal in any way.

After several contacts with Boris, An Jiyue thought that before Katarin became the tsarina, the Lords of the Holy Scriptures had better stay away from the Gospadas. The original plan to provide strong assistance to the Kingdom of Kislev and build a northern barrier for the Old World had been abandoned because the girl found that the Gospadas were more abstract than she had expected.

An Jiyue was almost ready to give up on these Warhammer Russians, but the appearance of Prince Belov gave her a small surprise. Even if you remove the factor that Ostankia might have influenced, Prince Belov himself is much more reliable than the Red Tsar. At least from the contact during this period of time, Belov is not the kind of bastard who takes the aid you give while looking down on you and thinking you are a worthless weakling.

[Dustan O Falcon: ←_← You can make the decision on the general direction. I just want to know how my remuneration is calculated. I remember you said in the group more than once that the Kislevites are all poor ghosts. These Ugor people are probably the poorest of the poor.]

【Group leader #An Jiyue: I will give it to you. 】

So the wizard set off. The arcane phoenix flies very fast, or rather, there is no phoenix that flies slowly. Dustan has a small jade pendant hanging around his neck. This thing was made by An Jiyue. It can form an invisible barrier to block the airflow and cold outside, while maintaining a suitable temperature inside the barrier. This inconspicuous little thing can prevent the wizard who often rides the phoenix from being frozen to death by the low temperature at high altitude, or being blown into a killer by the oncoming airflow.

Dustan set out at about eight o'clock in the evening. Even with the high speed of the Arcane Phoenix, it was already late at night when he arrived at his destination. On the way, the wizard connected to the chat group several times with his mind, and found that the dog group owner never popped up, obviously busy fighting and not paying attention to the group.

He didn't know what the battle situation was like on the dog pack leader's side, he only knew that he had arrived at the right time. Even though it was already early in the morning, looking down from the sky, the entire Praag was almost illuminated by the flames of war. Countless Norscans and the Chaos Monsters they brought were attacking the city fiercely. Dustan took a quick glance and found that many places on the city wall had been breached.

Dustan Falcon subconsciously raised his head. In the sky, the full moon of Morsrib was emitting a dark green evil light, reflecting the shadowy figures of the madmen on the ground.

……

Note 1: To be converted into a system unit, it must be a type of soldier that already exists in the War Codex. These water marquises and land marquises are not system units. In Anshi Zhendan's fan military book, they only exist in the background settings. Although they also come from the War Codex, they are not system units and cannot be connected to Kara (fog), so Dustan can only convey it on his behalf.

Note 2: There is a flying spell in the Heavenly Magic, but it can only last for a few minutes.

Chapter 121: Heaven's Hammer (Part 2)

Dustan closed his eyes, hung his staff on the saddle, and opened his arms as if to embrace something.

Asur led the wizard to think far away, and felt everything in the orbit of the planet above his head through the magic vision. Casadora Comet is a special spell. Its casting principle is that the heavenly wizard captures a meteorite with his mind, and then pulls it down and smashes it to the location designated by the caster. Due to this characteristic, even the caster himself finds it difficult to grasp the exact landing time of the meteorite, and even cannot control the power of this spell more accurately.