Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In a map room, there were only Hong San and Kang De.

The Cathayan's words contained the dangerous taste of blood and fire.

Although they had won the battle the day before and the powerful methods of the elves had been disintegrated one by one, causing the other party to be helpless and retreat, the threat of the elves had not subsided. It could even be said that they had not been too weakened or frustrated.

"Elves have extremely strong self-esteem. After this defeat, they will definitely make a comeback and fight twice as bravely."

Hong San said in a low voice, "When we defended the city a day ago, although the elves lost many people, more humans died. Moreover, they were all the backbone of this city. This is because only the strongest and toughest soldiers can fight the elves head-on. The military strength of this city has been weakened."

"Mayor Nick is unwilling to tell me the exact number of casualties, but from my observation, the exchange ratio is quite ugly. Although the elves have also suffered losses, their overall combat literacy is extremely high. The combat strength of the next batch of siege soldiers will not suffer any losses. Instead, they will be stronger, because they yearn to avenge their previous humiliation."

Kang De nodded slowly.

A victory did not mean a complete victory, let alone a tragic victory.

Even if the green-skinned and iron sons joined, there were too few of them after all. In a battle of 10,000, it was nothing… The danger still existed.

Or rather, it was even more dangerous.

Kang De said, "You said the elves will stop at nothing to attack the city?"

"Yes."

Hong San replied, "Because they haven't done anything since last night. This means that the other party's commander has already given up all his techniques and tricks."

"In the previous two sieges, one was a cavalry surprise attack, and the other was a wooden puppet charging at the wall. It was both unexpected and strange. If he succeeds, he can quickly take down the city. Moreover, he has paid fewer casualties. This reflects the mentality of the other party's commander. He wants to make contributions quickly in exchange for the appreciation and reward of his superior, but he also wants to reduce the casualties and preserve his strength as much as possible. He's a classic elf. He thinks too much and is calculative."

"However, he lost, and he failed twice in a row. He wasted time, consumed resources, and paid a considerable number of casualties. Most importantly, the cause of his defeat in these two victories was shockingly consistent. The soil slope built by the mage instantly disappeared, so much so that the cavalry could not quickly rush up the city wall. Two of the wooden puppets that he had spent a huge price to wake up died under the artillery fire, and three still disintegrated into thin air. As long as the other party is not stupid, they will definitely discover something."

Kang De thought for a moment and said, "You said that magic comes first in the continent's war, but Valentine relied on the power of the city wall. The Goethe mages can protect themselves, so there's only one way for the elves."

Hong San replied, "Yes, since ancient times, when attacking a city, the core of attack and defense has been the city wall. We can destroy the city with magic and dig into the ground to break into the city or lure it with tricks. The three won't work, so there are only two strategies."

"Firstly, we'll surround and trap them. However, with the urgency of the Twilight Legion's siege, they must have received orders and won't waste time like this. Then, there's only one way left…"

At this point, he revealed a helpless expression. Facing a powerful enemy was the sorrow of all defenders. The other party's tactics were ever-changing, and he could only passively fight. He was extremely aggrieved.

"I've already guessed it last night, and the elves have not moved since last night. They must have given up all their fantasies and sped up their preparations. After everything is done, they'll attack at all costs."

This meant that the intensity of the battle would quickly rise, and the tragic situation would be even worse than that day. Be it attack or defense, both sides would not like that kind of battle, but war was war.

Hong San said with a serious expression, "Master, if it really comes to that, I don't have any other way. The elves summarized the cause of the defeat the day before and will definitely avoid a similar situation. Since your ability can easily disintegrate the siege climbing equipment, there's only one way to deal with it… That's to use numbers to keep you busy."

"They're still holding back in the camp and not appearing. They must be preparing this."

After saying that, the Cathayan stared at Kang De with anticipation.

The simpler and more direct methods were often the most terrifying. The elves were the hegemons of the world. Their magic attainments were unparalleled in the world, and their war techniques were promoted. Therefore, when the elves threw those ingenious tactics and powerful combat systems to the back of their minds and used the most primitive, direct, and violent method to attack, Hong San could not do anything.

Therefore, he could only hope that Master Kang De would think of a way with that invincible explosion art.

Kang De thought for a moment and asked, "No matter how long they hold it in, they won't create more wooden puppets, right?"

"Of course not," Hong San replied. "Creating five in a night has already squeezed out the magic power of many mages. If they do this again, there won't be enough spellcasters. Moreover, they don't need the help of mages. The engineering team can make scaling carts. Even if the elf commander is more ruthless, it's possible to make a large number of simpler heavy carts…"

Kang De frowned.

If more than a hundred scaling carts and heavy ladders were built together and the elf army rushed up crazily, even if he had the extraction superpower that could disintegrate everything, it would only be a drop in the bucket.

However…

"If it's only this move, it's not very difficult."

He patted Hong San's shoulder and looked out the window.

The sky of the green-skinned military factory next door echoed with an exciting green tune, "Let's sing and roar. There's everything here. We can eat and don't sleep. It's not tiring to poop at all…"

Hong San opened his mouth. "This…"

Kang De smiled meaningfully. "It seems that our feces producers are very enthusiastic about their work."

It had to be said that these green-skinned people were simply too happy. They even had extremely high musical talent. After listening to heavy metal for half a night, they had already drawn inferences and begun to compose.

Green-skinned rap was f*cking fantastic.

However, this was clearly not a problem.

It was very noisy all night until dawn, causing an extremely loud commotion. If it was on Earth, his mother would go crazy. However, this was another world and there was a war. Even if they disturbed the neighbors, they could only ask them to endure it. They would not be able to sleep because of the noise, but they were still alive.

It was better than being cut down by the elves when the city was broken.

There was a karmic connection between the two. The more the green-skinned sang, the more intense their physiological activities became. The faster they digested, the faster they produced, and the faster they worked. They could produce more gunpowder that was not reliable but very powerful. In the end, this gunpowder would become a powerful weapon to resist the elves.

Therefore, although they were arguing, Kang De still endured it. This was on account of the fact that although these green-skinned people were singing very happily, they did not forget their work at all… Otherwise, he would definitely let these orcs experience how the human capitalists from hundreds of years ago suppressed the workers.

"If it's only a large number of scaling carts, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with. Unfortunately, I don't know the exact parameters or how solid their siege weapons are… However, it's actually nothing."

Last night, he had still discussed with his iron son how to process the green-skinned gunpowder into powerful weapons. However, according to the current situation, there were not many choices.

If the elves produced a large number of siege engines like the scaling cart and tried to win by quantity, the green-skinned weapons could only be used in this aspect.

After all, the number of green-skinned people was limited. Even if he raised them like pigs, he could not make too much gunpowder. The weapons he made could only be used to blow up the ladder and reduce the pressure on the mages.

He said to Hong San, "If it's only this method, it won't be much of a problem to deal with. The longer the elves delay, the more beneficial it will be to us. In a few days, the Sword Orchid Army will arrive."

A trace of worry flashed through Hong San's eyes. Due to his personality, he always thought of the worst situation when considering problems… However, he did not say his worry. What was the use of saying it?

Moreover, other than this, he had a more important problem.

"Master, may I ask…"

At this point, his face turned a little green and his stomach churned.

The experience last night was too shocking.

How should he put it? He admired the great doctor who had discovered that things like night sand, moon sand, lilacs, and five spirit fat could be used in medicine. Or rather, he was a figure like a Holy Doctor. He, Hong San, was only a lowly commoner and could not have such a noble sentiment, let alone a green-skinned person…

Fortunately, he had only smelled it last night and did not lick it…

However, he still cared a lot.

He probed, "Master, you kept the green-skinned creatures there and fed them deliciously. Do you want to collect their… to make… something called gunpowder?"

Kang De frowned and said, "What do you mean by kept? They have freedom, can listen to songs, and are paid. Even if they work all night, they're willing. They're happy. They are so fortunate to have the opportunity to work hard for the company. What are you talking about? You speak as if they're pigs raised by me. Your thoughts are very dangerous."

Hong San thought that he had violated Kang De's taboo and was about to kneel down and apologize when he heard this. He could only nod repeatedly and agree. He stole a glance at Kang De's expression and was not displeased or murderous. He was secretly relieved.

After pointing out the disharmony in the other party's words, Kang De continued, "Yes, it's only a temporary measure. I also feel that this method is relatively disgusting and can't accept it psychologically. However, the situation is urgent now that we're besieging the city, so I can't care less… In any case, I can't use it, and I'm not the one who exploded that thing."

Unexpectedly, when Hong San heard this, he said seriously, "What are you talking about? War is not romantic, but bloody and filled with rotten and dirty blood and limbs. If I cut open my stomach with a knife, my intestines and undigested food will roll out. Isn't it smelly? Smelly. However, who cares about this when fighting with their lives on the line?"

"War is the most terrifying and dirty thing in the world. The weather is hot, and corpses give birth to mosquitoes and flies in half a day. Rotten flesh breeds maggots. The war is urgent, and no one can collect the rotten corpses. Green juice flows and softens corruption. How disgusting is it? You can get used to it. Qualified soldiers won't care about this and often treat it without changing their expressions. In the end, war is like this. There's no glory or elegance, only hysteria, and unscrupulousness."

Hong San sneered, "I'm afraid you don't know, Master. In ancient times, when the elves fought with other races, they stabbed the arrowhead into the feces, causing the wound of the person who was shot to rot and be unable to heal. He could only wail and die. This method was learned by the various races and has been circulated far and wide until now. It's all because of the evil intentions of the elves."

"As for why the elves abandoned it later on, it's not because they found it dirty and rude, but because of the improvement in magic. The Druids nurtured more effective poisonous plants and obtained a large amount of poison to provide the standard poison arrowheads to standardize and stabilize the power of the poison arrows. There's no need for the soldiers to waste time finding feces piles."

"As for now, there's no need to even use the poisoned arrowhead. On the surface, the elves claim honor and justice and don't poison weapons, but in fact, it's their forging process and structural mechanics that have progressed. They've redesigned the combat arrowhead. With an arrow, even if the enemy doesn't die, they'll lose their combat strength and make the enemy wail as they consume their rations and attack their morale. It's more efficient than quickly poisoning them with poison and can occupy the moral high ground."

"Therefore, Master, it's very normal. We used to pour golden liquid on people on our side. They don't need it here. It's not that they feel disgusted, but because there are mages. It's too bad if the large pot that boils golden liquid is blown up by magic. The golden liquid that falls is controlled by the mages of the water school and is also extremely tragic… Therefore, they don't dare to use it."

Kang De's expression became more and more subtle.

Firstly, it was "Wow, the people of the other world do this too. As expected, intelligent creatures are fundamentally similar." Then, there was an extremely strange feeling, "…Why are you telling me this?"

Hong San said with a sincere expression, "I think you're still a little unwilling to let go. Military matters are dangerous. You have to do whatever it takes to lure the enemy into a sharp knife trap and stab them to death. It's no different from dragging them into a feces pit and drowning. Master has also said that battles have to be adapted to the situation and not restrict the form, but the outcome…"

When Kang De heard this, he said, "What do you mean? What can't be let go? I don't even dare to count the elves I've killed, hacked, and exploded in the past few days. I didn't expect you, Hong San, to look forward to such a disgusting thing. Could it be that you want me to carry a fire truck over and fill it with feces and urine before spraying out of the city with a high-pressure dragon head?"

Hong San barely understood what Kang De meant. When he thought of that scene, he could not help but shiver.

Then, he hurriedly denied, "Of course not. The elves won't run away from the smell. They killed their way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. What smell haven't they smelled? This method will only anger them. Moreover, they have a mage regiment and even use this method to return it. What should we do? Don't forget that other than having many soldiers, they also raised a large number of animals and can even control animals. If the two sides fight like this…"

Therefore, Kang De also shivered, "…Then why are you asking this?"

Hong San gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "I want to ask, can human poop be used?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to his knees with a plop. It was mainly because this matter was really too taboo. Hong San said extremely quickly, "Master, don't worry. You know what kind of person I am. Even if I know this huge secret, I can't spread it. I'm only…"

Kang De frowned and said, "Get up."

Hong San immediately got up.

"Humans can't use it. I've asked," Kang De said. "It's even very strange that the green-skinned can use this method. Perhaps it's because of their racial characteristics, or other reasons…"

Hong San nodded repeatedly. Unknowingly, he was already sweating. He hesitated for a moment before suppressing his voice and gritting his teeth, "Master, let me say something else. We have to control those green-skinned people. We even have to ensure that these green-skinned people are absolutely reliable. Otherwise, why don't we…"

"Alright, alright. I know what you're thinking. Thank you, but don't worry."

Kang De said, "Let's not think of anything else now. Defending the city is the most important. Your mission is to continue thinking and deducing what other methods the elves will use to deal with us. As for me…"

At this moment, he touched his stomach and frowned, "I'll go to the toilet first."

People had urgent needs.

Master Kang's toilet was naturally Vidal's exclusive configuration. Although the toilets of the important figures were not as convenient as in modern society, they were still very clean. There were even windows to breathe. It was said that these were also popular among the elves. From this, the elves had done a good thing.

After settling it, Kang De pushed open the door and walked out. These things would naturally be cleaned up by professionals. What a decadent feudal life… He sighed and left. If there was no war today, he would have to continue processing weapons.

What Kang De did not know was that after he left, a huge head poked out from the wall of the distant arms factory and looked at the Vidal Chamber of Commerce.

The director of the firearms factory workshop and the chief feces production officer, Gun Master Bang Bang. He had completed a magnificent feat that was enough to be recorded in the history books last night. He had processed the orc feces several times and mixed them with other thought materials to process them into powerful green-skinned gunpowder. It could be said that he had opened the prelude to the era of firearms.

At this moment, his eyes stared at the ventilation window of the toilet and the small room. It was the place where the divine and great prophetic son had fought. Since the green-skinned feces could be processed into powerful and domineering bang bangs, then…

Gun Master Bang Bang muttered, "I think…"

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