After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

After Zhu Qinggu scrolled through several Zhuhai Airshow posts, the big data system continued to recommend related content to her, and the next one was also about the Zhuhai Airshow, which she quickly swiped away.

People from different time periods wanted to see more of the weapons from later generations, but she swiped away, feeling disappointed, only to be immediately drawn to the next video.

[A stunning montage of The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies!]

[An epic visual effects blockbuster, with stunning scenes!]

[A handsome elven king, seemingly bathed in soft light, stood beside him, clad in armor, his pale golden hair flowing, a pure blue sapphire adorning his forehead, its brilliance mirroring his blue eyes.]

He was dressed in full armor, riding a great stag, exuding a regal air, and slowly walked out from his elven army.

Every elf in the army was clad in armor, wore an exquisitely crafted golden helmet, had sharp eyes, and carried a razor-sharp longsword.

The Elf King's exotic face was deep and handsome, and his otherworldly yet regal demeanor immediately attracted the attention of most of the faces under the sky.

They didn't know what a blockbuster special effects movie was; they only knew that it must be about an unapproachable and arrogant king.

They were even surprised that there were species with such large antlers.

The military officers, meanwhile, were drooling over the armor and weapons.

Li Shimin could tell that this must be a heavily armored elite force.

"These weapons are exquisitely crafted; they must belong to a battle-hardened army!" Zhu Yuanzhang declared emphatically. "Could these barbarians have become so well-armed?"

"If these barbarians attack, we are not afraid!" Zhu Biao said confidently.

That's what they said, but they still needed to be aware of the potential danger. Zhu Yuanzhang thought of the cannons, "Starting tomorrow, I order the craftsmen to develop cannons. They will be rewarded if they succeed, but if they fail..."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.

Zhu Biao nodded and advised, "It can't be accomplished overnight. It will take some time to develop new cannons... Why don't we gather the best craftsmen in the land and give it a try?"

Zhu Yuanzhang agreed with Zhu Biao's suggestion.

The appearance of the Elf King was merely a flashback; the discussion quickly returned to the forces involved in the Battle of the Five Armies, which were—

The heavy dwarven army of the Ironhills, led by Ironfoot-Dan, rides a boar.

The crisp sound of the dwarf army halting in unison exuded a chilling, iron-blooded aura.

Guan Yu looked at the sky and stroked his long beard. "These barbarians are useful soldiers, but the commander-in-chief doesn't know how to use them."

You can tell a lot from the way these soldiers are lined up.

"This Ironfoot is wielding two giant hammers and riding a boar. I wonder how strong he is. If I could fight him for a while, I could have a good time, hahaha." Zhang Fei commented, looking at Ironfoot-Dan in the sky.

[An elven army from the dark forest, clad in golden armor, led by the Elven King Thranduil.]

The elven troops, at a mere command, could execute orders flawlessly, neatly sheathing their swords and shifting formations.

To many military generals, this set of equipment was quite convincing, further confirming that this was an elite force!

[And this Elf King also led from the front; a great elk charged forward, and seven or eight people were caught on its antlers before the Elf King's sharp sword severed their heads.]

This is also a king with astonishing combat power!

[Humans from Lake-town, led by sharpshooter Bard.]

The human looked somewhat down on his luck, without armor or a mount, and even his weapons looked rather ordinary.

[An orcish legion from Gundabad, led by Azog the Destroyer.]

Many ancient people were frightened by the sight of those monsters that were several meters tall, especially by Azog's face.

The previous Elf King was handsome and otherworldly, and the others at least looked like human beings, but this Azog has pointed ears and his face is covered in scars, isn't he a monster?

The tiny little Sizi immediately covered his eyes, not daring to look at the sky. "Mother, I'm scared, I'm ugly."

Li Shimin immediately picked up his daughter and said, "Don't be afraid, your father is here, and your brothers are here too."

The last force, also orcs, came from the Misty Mountains and was led by Borg, one of Azog's subordinates.

The Sky Curtain briefly explained the origin of the war: the dwarf prince Thorin had seized the elves' treasures, and the ancient people under the Sky Curtain couldn't bear to look away from those mountains of gold and silver.

Even the wealthiest emperors and the richest people are no exception.

Because of this incident, the Elvenking besieged Thorin on Lonely Mountain, and Dane the Ironfoot led a rescue team.

The dwarves and elves, harboring a long-standing grudge, began exchanging insults on the battlefield.

"Hahaha, isn't this just our way of insulting each other?" Zhang Fei laughed loudly again, his laughter booming like thunder in the ears of the soldiers, and everyone laughed along with him.

In an instant, the elves unleashed thousands upon thousands of arrows upon the dwarf army, a rain of arrows falling upon them.

The dwarves also fired heavy crossbow bolts. The bolts unfurled their wings in mid-air, the spinning wings slicing through the air and deflecting all the elf's arrows. The heavy bolts then pierced the elves, causing heavy casualties.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up as he glanced at the eunuch beside him who was taking notes. "Have you memorized it?"

"Your Majesty, I have noted it down."

Ying Zheng then said to Zhao Gao, "Tomorrow, go and ask the Mohists or the Gongshu School to see who can make such a crossbow. This crossbow should also be a powerful weapon for siege warfare!"

Liu Che stared intently at the sky. Usually at this time, he would read a book or chat with his concubines, but now he had no interest in such things. His gaze was fixed on the sky, where he saw elite soldiers, sharp weapons, and heavy crossbows—all of which he desired.

"If I had such a battle-hardened army, what would I have to fear from the Xiongnu?"

The elves swiftly shifted their formation, with spearmen and lancers retreating and shieldbearers advancing. The dwarven goat riders charged forward, leaping onto their shields, and the two armies engaged in close combat.

Just then, several roars of beasts echoed from afar. The orcs' burrowing serpents had brought them to the battlefield. The elves and dwarves, who had previously been enemies, exchanged bewildered glances and then tacitly chose to unite against the common foe.

The dwarves formed a shield-bearer formation, but the proud elves, who had been behind them, refused to be protected by the enemy. They leaped out of the formation, stepping on the dwarves' shoulders and shields, fearlessly facing the foe.

In that instant, the offense and defense switched, and they entrusted their backs to their former enemy. The scene of bravery, fearlessness, and reckless death was truly awe-inspiring!

"It must be an even greater enemy that has forced them to join forces." Cao Cao knew without a doubt that elves and dwarves were the weaker party, and those orcs were actually four or five meters tall, just like modern units!