Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The kangaroo used to… be an archer.

Kang De did not know about this at all.

This was because there was not a single bow on the island. There were many bows and arrows in the archery hall under the commercial center, but Kang De did not take them out to use.

He did not know how to.

Although Old Wang had brought him to the archery center to shoot arrows, it was obvious that the shooting technique of competitive fitness was completely different from combat shooting. The latter had long been gradually obliterated in the long river of history by the rise and development of firearms. Only modern shooting techniques with the goal of aesthetics, performance, training, and competitiveness were left.

It was the same as standing still and steadily aiming.

It could not be used in battle at all.

In ancient times, battlefield archers who aimed to kill would use archers to hold several ready arrows and place them on the right side of the bow instead of the left. They would not carry the quiver on their backs very foolishly.

They had experienced harsh training and followed the experience and techniques summarized by their ancestors. After years or even more than ten years of training and bitter cultivation, they had become killers who harvested lives on the battlefield. Kang De had only stayed on the island for more than a year. It was simply a fool's dream to cultivate archery that could be used in battle without any information or guidance.

Therefore, he wisely chose the axe, crossbow, and gun from the beginning.

—Lord, times have changed.

It was precisely because he had never used a bow and arrow that the kangaroo had never had the chance to show him its archery… But then again, who would f*cking think that a kangaroo could shoot?

Kang De only knew that the kangaroo had a very good sense of space and was very good at sneak attacks. It often began to sprint from dozens of meters away and bounced continuously with extremely high muscle strength. After accumulating enough strength, it kicked the enemy with both feet. It could even kick the enemy who was running accurately.

However… bows and arrows…

With its body structure, how could it draw the bow?

The knight and the princess also looked at the kangaroo in surprise. They had the same question.

Kang De hesitated for a moment and said, "Since you're confident, try."

After all, they had interacted for so long. These magical animals might be gluttonous and alcoholic, or they might be sinister, or they might be bullying the weak, or they might be domineering… However, they had never failed and had never disappointed him.

The kangaroo grinned and looked very satisfied.

It hugged the giant battle bow to its chest and pulled it with both hands a few times. It looked a little disdainful. It took out the arrow bag and stuffed it into the child bag in front of its chest, indicating to everyone that it was time to set off.

Kang De said, "Then… let's go."

On the way, the knight leaned over and whispered, "Is there a problem?"

Kang De said firmly, "No problem. When arranging the tactics, I won't consider the kangaroo. I'll rely on it to perform freely. This way, I can control the bad variables to the minimum."

The knight thought for a moment and did not insist. After all, he had suffered greatly under the hands of the magical animals and knew that these guys were very ferocious. Therefore, he lowered his head and said, "No matter what, I'll do my best. Please don't attack until the last moment."

Kang De nodded perfunctorily, "Alright, alright. In that case, please allow me to suggest an extremely effective tactic to you. After launching an attack, if you fall into a fight with the enemy, raise your hand and pull off your wig and necklace. Roar at the enemy in the awe-inspiring posture of a Goethe man. 'You didn't expect this, right, stupid sharp ears?' I think even the most well-trained elves will be shocked by you."

The knight thought for a moment and felt his brain tremble.

"…Please allow me to refuse!"

Under such a relaxed and happy atmosphere, they chatted amicably as they rushed to their destination.

The expected ambush circle.

"This is it."

The birds in the sky cried out. The pigeon flapped its wings. The target team was approaching. Kang De set up his tactics and looked up. The kangaroo had already jumped into the forest at the side.

"…I hope it's serious."

At this moment, it was very inappropriate to pursue why the kangaroo knew archery. It did not matter where it came from… Kang De only hoped that the magical animals would surprise him as usual.

The kangaroo in the dense forest stopped and looked around with its black and shining eyes.

It was as if it was calculating something.

It held the huge battle bow in one hand and stretched out its other claw. It opened and looked at the slightly small and exquisite claw. It actually sighed like a human.

Then, it grabbed the arrows in the pouch and casually threw them. Arrows tore through the air and stabbed into the nearby grass. They went deep into the soil and spread out.

The last two arrows were inserted in front of it.

It stood like this, its furry ears swaying as it felt the wind.

It waited for the target to appear.

Soon, the tall figures of the elves appeared on a small hill and approached.

Everything was developing very smoothly.

These elves did not realize that three groups of their companions had already died. They only maintained the most basic vigilance towards this island and thought that the wilderness environment was the home ground of the elves.

With a weak scream, the female lead appeared.

Miss Fran was already familiar with it. He knew what actions could attract the stunned gazes of the elves and what expressions could make them lower their vigilance to the greatest extent. He was undoubtedly a genius in all aspects. No matter what a genius learned, he could learn very quickly.

However, the leader of this team was not an ordinary arrow regiment soldier, but Sir Haren Nicolás, the Weapon Chief of the Wayne Wings.

Only nobles were qualified to be officers on the battleship of the Royal Navy. Sir Haren had an extremely good background and extremely high vision. Of course, he also had the intelligence to match it.

"Soldiers, enter a state of alert."

He stopped the soldier who wanted to help this woman and took off the war bow in his hand. In the wilderness, he saw a delicate woman, a beauty that moved him, and clothes that he had never heard of. All the strangeness combined meant that it was extremely suspicious, even if this woman looked harmless.

He placed an arrow on his bow and paid attention to his surroundings. Then, he said coldly, "Woman, place your hands where I can see them. Then slowly get up and answer a few questions. Your attitude determines your outcome. If you show obedience and cooperation, the Royal Navy will ensure your safety. Otherwise…"

In the distance, Kang De had already tensed up. He held his shield in his left hand and his axe in his right, preparing for a surprise attack. This seduction did not succeed. The other party's officer was actually someone who had seen the world.

Miss Fran's body kept trembling, but under her weak appearance, killing intent gathered.

On the other side, the gorilla in the forest was also prepared to launch a surprise attack.

At this moment, the bowstring buzzed and vibrated.

The expressions of the elves changed.

Towards a race famous for their archery, archery was branded in the blood of the race. The elves had countless poems describing the pleasant sound of the bowstring vibrating. They were extremely familiar with this sound, and everyone knew what it meant.

Weapon Chief Haren felt a fatal killing intent approaching.

The elf's terrifying archery talent and exquisite archery skills were immediately activated. In an instant, he raised his bow and arrow, his eyes sharp. In a flash, he completed his aim. With a whoosh, the sharp arrow shot angrily.

The elves' archery was famous in the world and looked down on the various countries.

In the battle with the other races, no archer of the foreign races could defeat the elves. In the bard's song, when the elves' archery master fought the evil human archer, he was often able to attack later and arrive first. When facing the enemy's fatal arrow, he calmly drew his bow. The flying arrow confronted each other and cut the other party's arrow in half. Moreover, his momentum did not decrease, and shot into the other party's throat in one go.

This was not made up by the poets, but an archery technique that could really be done.

There was a bang.

Weapon Chief Haren smiled confidently as he nocked another arrow.

Once he heard the familiar voice, it meant that the other party's arrow had already been shot into two.

However, the wind continued.

No!

The Weapon Chief's expression changed drastically. In a flash, he no longer had the time to draw his bow again. He let out a furious roar and suddenly raised his bow!

With a bang, the entire bow wailed. The tough bowstring was actually broken by the arrow. The taut bowstring suddenly bounced back and struck the Weapon Chief's face, leaving a deep blood mark.

Feeling intense pain, Sir Haren realized something. Not only had the arrow cut open his arrow, but it had also broken his bowstring.

Immediately after, a second string sounded.

The sharp arrow tore through the air.

Haren felt a chill in his throat and was immediately shot. He fell on his back and his throat creaked.

"Champion…"

In his impression, only the legendary champion archer could have such an overwhelming archery advantage.

However, why did the champion archer want to kill him?

The proud elves would never believe that an archery master comparable to the champion archer would appear among humans.

He struggled to raise his head and cover his wound. He looked at the forest, wanting to see the other party's shadow.

The other arrow regiment soldiers displayed extremely high attainment and shot in the direction of the arrow, intending to force the other party out. The grass swayed and a shadow flew out.

On his deathbed, Sir Haren saw the figure he wanted to see. A terrifying thing that stood on its hind legs like a large rat jumped and flew with a huge battle bow.

—What the f*ck is this?

Blood surged out of his mouth and he died with remaining grievances.

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