In the palace late at night.
It was silent.
Only the wind outside the window blew gently with sand and dust, making a rustling sound.
Lin Ke sat on a wide chair in the middle of the hall, holding a golden cane in his hand and tapping the ground lightly.
"Da, da."
Nan Tong and Kamul stood in front of him, one on each side. They lowered their heads slightly, and although they did not say anything, they would secretly glance in Lin Ke's direction from time to time.
Lin Ke took a deep breath and raised his head slightly.
"Nantong, Kamul."
"I called you here because I have something important to tell you."
"Your Majesty, Holy Pharaoh, we await your orders."
Lin Ke raised the corner of his mouth, but waited for a while before speaking.
"Don't you two want to know what that big killer weapon is?"
When Nan Tong heard this, his expression suddenly shook, as if an electric current suddenly passed through his body.
He raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly suppressed his excitement and tried to maintain his usual calm appearance.
Kamul raised his eyebrows, his fingers subconsciously clenched his sleeves, and even his breathing became unconsciously faster.
Both of them leaned forward at the same time, looking at Lin Ke with sharp eyes.
"Your Majesty, Holy Pharaoh, can you allow us to see this thing first?"
Lin Ke did not give a direct answer. Instead, he slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the night sky in the distance.
"I know the doubts and worries in your hearts, so after today, you two must be on your toes."
Nan Tong and Kamul looked at each other, their eyes full of anticipation.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
But Kamul couldn't help but whispered, "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, can that great weapon really compete with the Hebrew Magic Shield Corps?"
Lin Ke did not answer immediately, but turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle: "To be precise, it is not a confrontation, but a defeat."
He walked towards the two of them, his voice getting deeper and deeper: "It's okay, you will soon be able to see with your own eyes how it defeats our enemies."
The two of them knelt down together and kowtowed deeply: "Yes, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
Lin Ke stood up slowly, raised his hand slightly, and motioned for the two to follow him.
The moment they stepped out of the hall, a chariot emitting a faint golden glow was standing quietly in front of the palace.
The chariot seemed to be coated with divine light.
The Eye of Horus was engraved on the metal chariot. On the chariot, an archer sat upright with an eagle-like gaze and a slightly pulled bowstring, as if he was ready to shoot a fatal arrow at any time.
Although it is similar to the previous Egyptian chariots, it is completely different!
Just like the ordinary Master Heka and the [Master Heka] with golden body glowing, one can tell the huge difference between them at a glance.
Kamul held his breath, his throat rolled, and he wanted to speak but no sound came out.
Nan Tong clenched his fists, his eyes filled with uncontrollable amazement and ecstasy.
"Ah! I recognize this golden light! Could it be... this is divine power?"
They didn't even dare to get too close and could only stand there and stare in amazement at this chariot that could be called "cool".
"oh……"
Kamul finally found his voice, but he could only utter one word and then could not speak anymore.
Lin Ke didn't look back, but just raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "This is [Mariano Chariot Shooter]."
Marianu chariot archers represent the elite military force of the Nubian Kingdom during the ancient Egyptian period.
But in Civilization VI, it is a long-range shooter type of soldier.
It has many advantages, the first of which is its high maneuverability.
Although it is a chariot, its running speed is no less than that of cavalry.
[Mariano Chariot Shooter] can quickly break into the core of the battlefield, accurately lock onto the target, and complete the attack and retreat in a flash, with such speed that the enemy does not even have time to react.
The second is his powerful long-range attack power.
His attack is slightly higher than that of [Master Heka], and it is not a range attack like [Master Heka].
Therefore, when facing a single target, his attack is as powerful as a bolt of lightning piercing the heart!
Such horrific shooting means "one critical hit at the beginning, and the enemy will be lying on the ground with half their health left"!
The guards and servants surrounding the palace gate were all stunned. Their eyes were filled with the dazzling golden light of the chariot, and their faces were full of worship and fanaticism for this "holy object".
Afterwards, Lin Ke asked Nan Tong to go down and prepare, because tomorrow would be the time to launch the general attack, which was also the final stage of his plan.
Nan Tong clasped his fists and stepped back, his expression slightly excited.
Lin Ke turned his head and his eyes fell on Kamul: "Send some soldiers to take some hay to the newly built [farm]."
"Disguise the Marianu Chariot Archer. It must be completed before dawn. Don't let the Hebrews see its appearance."
After all, the [Mariano Chariot Shooter] with a slightly golden glow is more threatening than [Master Heka] in any way.
Kamul took the order and was about to turn around, but he couldn't help looking back and hesitated.
He whispered, "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, when will the [Marianu Chariot Archer] set out for the [Farm]? I want to arrange the soldiers as soon as possible..."
He thought Lin Ke would explain further, but unexpectedly, Lin Ke just smiled slightly and pointed outside casually.
"Take a look."
Kamul quickly turned his head and looked towards the square. The Marianu Chariot Shooter who had just stood in front of the palace had disappeared without a trace.
He could not hide the shock on his face, and could not speak clearly: "Oh! It's gone?"
Lin Ke smiled calmly and said leisurely: "It's almost at the city gate. You have to move faster."
......
It was late at night and the city of Memphis was peaceful.
Logically speaking, this should be the time for the Hebrew soldiers to recuperate.
However, they had a restless night.
There was clearly no attack from [Master Heka], nor any sandstorm-like magic, but at the slightest noise, the patrolling soldiers would immediately scream out, and even alert the entire camp.
The sound was like the cry of a night owl, breaking the silence of the night and waking the soldiers suddenly from their half-sleep.
Even the battle-hardened Samael could not escape this endless trouble at this moment.
He had originally fallen on the bed, exhausted both physically and mentally, and was just about to take a break in the night when he was suddenly brought back to reality by a shout not far away.
He suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and muttered inaudible vicious curses.
He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again, but the Egyptian's mocking face kept appearing in his mind.
"Damn it! Damn the Egyptians, damn Master Heka!"
He rolled over, clenched his fists, and had a rage in his heart that he had no place to vent. "I'm going to kill them all! I'm going to kill them all!"
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