Chapter 325 Post-War Processing

Action, assault.

The high-speed gears are running fast under the armor plate, the steam engine fueled by crystal ore powder spews out white smoke, and the flashing rune module frame and floating stone emit a blue-purple glimmer under the armor.

They are alive and dead at the same time.

They move forward with an indifferent attitude, and serve mankind loyally.

Steam mechanical structure.

A creation of human civilization on another technological route.

Monster.

And the enemy from another world in the castle came into close contact with this heavy machinery with a dull or crisp bite sound at every step for the first time, watching the other party walk in front of him.

Pure white.

No.

Pure black.

No.

A gray army.

In the war, he has learned to withdraw his emotions and replace the gentle and kind commander with a cold and indifferent commander.

This fortress is the burial place of the Fourth Vanguard of the Magic Empire, just as he made the gorge the burial place of the First Vanguard.

For a general, only serve his own strategy.

This is the chessboard he created for himself.

The small steam machine soldiers can lower their bodies and join the infantry in the attack. Their three-meter-tall bodies can barely squeeze into the wide castle doorway.

It raised the simple shield nailed with iron sheets again to cover the soldiers beside it in this narrow space.

The longbows in the hands of the elf guards could not penetrate the shield in its hands, nor could the fireball and ice spear of the war wizard, and the magic bullets of the line infantry were even more impossible.

Not to mention that their close-range combat experience is far inferior to the well-trained territorial infantry. The territorial infantry with breech-loading rifles has already won too much in terms of firepower suppression.

There is no suspense in the battle. If it weren't for the existence of the supervision team, they would have ended the battle long ago.

"....."

Surrender.

He would rather the other party hold high the flag of the Magic Empire and fight him to the death until the last moment, rather than raise the white flag and surrender to him as a group of defeated soldiers.

Ji Lin has no way to deal with the surrendered army.

The troops of the territory will not stop, and cannot stop.

Ji Lin will never abandon his mobility advantage and enter the state of fortification to tie his own hands and feet.

The territory troops that can move at any time in the clouds have the highest mobility and intelligence advantages, but there is no extra manpower and no rear in the conventional sense.

He should have a plan to make both sides suffer less casualties.

The plan with the least casualties now is to create more casualties at this time.

But if the other side feels that they still have a chance of winning, they will desperately seize this chance to prolong this invasion.

Ji Lin overlooked the battlefield from a high altitude, and he wanted to fundamentally destroy the enemy's hope of winning.

Transmit this fear to the enemy's formation.

Let them fear, let them be afraid.

The unknown is the real fear.

Ji Lin has been formulating battle plans for this moment, reconnaissance, preparation, and this work has to be repeated twice.

Then destroy the portal and complete his real mission.

The battle is over, and only one in ten enemies survive, with more than a hundred prisoners of war.

Nearly 70% of them are elves, and the remaining 20% ​​are spellcasters.

Alicia watched Ji Lin walk out of the floating command ship and walk towards the prisoners, and realized what he wanted to do.

She gritted her teeth, asked the Skitarii to unfold the armor, jumped off the armor and walked quickly to Ji Lin.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Lin waved his hand to let Chang Heng not get close, and asked softly.

Alicia shook her head and pointed to the Skitarii she was wearing. The divine construct wearing white armor stretched out his hand and saluted Ji Lin.

"It can destroy and paralyze a person."

It can completely destroy a caster's ability to cast spells, forever.

The Skitarii opened his palm, and a pure white arc flashed across his palm, showing Ji Lin his ability. The power of divine magic will instantly overload the potential in the caster's body, making him lose the ability to cast spells forever.

And the execution of this process will paralyze the target for quite a long time.

Skitarii, responsible for war and judgment.

"Thank you."

Ji Lin looked at the bastion with smoke not far away, and looked at Alicia's face without showing any emotion.

She didn't know she was a reborn person... Didn't she want to become that kind of person...

The spells of judgment and weakening in the magic sequence of the Church of Light are very sufficient. If the opponent's spellcasting ability is permanently destroyed and kept in a weak state for a long time.

It also meets Ji Lin's needs, and such remnants can be handed over to the natives of this world for disposal/judgment.

The Fourth Vanguard also ceased to exist.

"Sorry, I still have to trouble you."

Completely abolish their spellcasting ability and weaken their combat effectiveness, and they can be safely handed over to the natives of this world.

This is within the scope of the work of the Skitarii, and they did not refuse.

They grabbed the hand of a spellcaster, and the magic flash was transmitted along its hand into the opponent's body, completely overloading and destroying the opponent's spellcasting ability.

As for those who have no spellcasting ability, they pulled out a light-casting long nail from their body and inserted it into the opponent's body. The long nail will keep the opponent in a weak state for a long time-the Skitarii usually use this method to deal with criminals.

Ji Lin watched as the Skitarii finished handling all one hundred prisoners of war. They habitually stood next to the prisoners of war as guards.

Now there is no difference between these defeated people and ordinary people. Apart from the knowledge in their heads, they are not even as good as the sound indigenous people.

To make the former spellcasters no longer able to cast spells, in a sense, this is a more painful solution than killing them.

The system withdrew the recorded sight and moved Ji Lin's task assignment direction along a new beacon.

Back in the command ship, Ji Lin sat in his room and looked at the wooden wall.

Alicia opened the door lightly, walked in and sat next to him.

"Are you tired?"

Ji Lin nodded and said nothing.

Is it psychological fatigue or physical fatigue?

Alicia tilted her head and said softly.

“That system is such a bastard.”

He didn't refute, he just wanted to sit next to Alicia and close his eyes to have a good rest. He was a little tired.

"This is my job."

I want to close my eyes and have a good rest.

"Yeah."

The girl pressed her hands on Ji Lin's shoulders and let him rest on her closed legs, separated by a layer of extremely soft and exquisite priest uniforms.