The energy was exhausted, and the demon in the room gasped heavily, kicking aside the corpse of a demon fellow in neat armor.

He had just used all his strength to split through the opponent's armor, and in a hand-to-hand hand-to-hand fight, he won the victory that belonged to him.

It is a pity that there is no reason to be proud and rejoice at all, because this battle is far from over.

At the same time as he kicked the corpse, another demon soldier with a long sword and heavy armor rushed into the house, and without giving the demon who was gasping for breath a chance to adjust, he pounced viciously.

The exhausted demon raised his sword and slammed into the sword that had been slashed by the opponent, splashing a dazzling spark.

There was a heavy feeling of pressure at the wrist, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword unconsciously loosened. The long sword in the demon's hand flew out, and the long sword in the hand of the armored demon soldier was still slashing downward.

The demon who had no weapon tried to dodge, but it was too late. He watched as the sword on the other side struck him in the shoulder.

With a click, he heard the sound of his shoulder blades shattering. Then black blood obscured his vision.

It seems that he can feel that his body has lost its strength, and he falls to the ground with a dull sound. But this demon, who had been cut down, had already died in the process of falling.

His corpse lay on top of the neatly armored demon corpse that had died earlier, black blood mixed together and spread along the craters of the ground.

In the next room, several demons without armor were holding on to a door, because of the slashing of their long swords, the demons wearing armor outside the room could not rush in for a while.

The demons outside the house were not in a hurry, so they stood guard at the door, waiting for their people to finish dealing with the other rooms.

In the streets, the demon soldiers guarding the crater were already mingling with the rushing enemy. It is said to be a melee, but in fact, the demons in these craters are tortured and killed by a uniform opponent.

The demon minions of the Irlanhill Empire were lined up in a neat phalanx, and they attacked with spears more than three meters long when they were in close combat.

And those demon defenders with short swords and axes can basically only fight on their own, and they are no match for these well-trained phalanxes at all.

As the spears stabbed out again and again, the demons in those craters fell one by one.

Several demons stationed in the ruins on the other side had been drowned out in the vast crowd by the armored demon troops that rushed up.

The numerical inferiority made them not even have a chance to fight back, so they were brutally hacked to death in the ruins.

Just above the heads of these demonic minions of Irlanhill who poured into the ruins, countless rockets flew past them and landed in the distant city.

A dense explosion then rang out, making both the attacking soldiers and the defending soldiers forget about fighting for a moment.

The incessant explosions engulfed the buildings of the city in the distance, and the whole earth trembled with the loud sound that made the whole earth tremble.

The interdiction fire of the Irlanhill Empire began, and the artillery fire supporting the attack of the servants began.

Cannonballs whizzed down to the heart of the city, cleverly avoiding the path of the demonic minions. The falling cannonballs covered almost all of the reinforcements' routes, pinpointing off the demons' follow-up reinforcements.

In the distant suburbs of Wittholands, Heidi Canon, the front-line commander of the Iran Hill Empire, who was standing on the hillside watching the battle, put down his binoculars and looked at the officers beside him: "The servant army has entered the city. ”

He was finally reinstated and was able to recommand the 1st Armored Corps of the Expeditionary Force. In this capacity, he became the first commander of the ground forces to storm Witholands, which he regarded as the greatest honor of his life.

"The generals of the demon clan sent back a message that their advance was smooth, but the enemy's resistance was also very resolute." An officer replied immediately.

"Sir! If we let the heavy armoured grenadier units into the city, we would advance much faster. The commander of another heavy armoured grenadier unit was a little grumbling, and he felt that if it had been his unit, he might have broken through the enemy's first line of defense by now.

"Don't be in a hurry yet, let the servant army and the defenders of the demon clan consume it first. When they're both exhausted, we'll go in and wrap it up. Heidi Kanon waved his hand and said to his men, "It's not time for us to perform. ”

"Wait and see, let the servant army fight until the evening, and if you can cut into three blocks, then continue to let the servant army advance in the afternoon." He pondered for a moment, then gave his own order: "If they only advance two blocks, then change to the heavy armor grenadiers!" ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to the signal soldier, and the soldier with the communication phone on his back hurriedly walked up to Heidi Kannon, turned around, and pointed the telephone behind him at his general.

Heidi Kanon grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Press three more phalanxes!" Before noon, call me to the designated spot! Prove your loyalty and your role to Your Majesty! ”

With that, he hung up the receiver of the phone.

On the walkie-talkie, the demon general holding the earpiece had a gloomy face, he hung up the earpiece, and then looked at his subordinates: "The speed of the attack is slow......

"We've already lost more than 100 soldiers, and we've only captured a few ruins!" A demonic officer shouted angrily, "They are still not satisfied with this kind of attack speed? ”

"Herald! Then press on the three phalanxes...... No! Press on the five phalanxes! Even if it's a pile of people, you have to pile down the first few ruins! You lead the team yourself! ”

"Yes! My lord! The demon officer bowed his head slightly, drew the sharp sword at his waist, and walked down the hill with his entourage: "Gather troops!" Thunder the drums of war! Get ready to attack! ”

"Whew!" The high-pitched sound of the horn sounded again, and the rhythm was completely different from the traditional horn sound of the demons. Amid the sound of trumpets and majestic war drums, the demon soldiers in heavy armor formed a dense phalanx and walked towards the once sacred Withorrans in their hearts.

And the soldiers of the Demon Minions of the Ellanhill Empire, who were fighting hard in the ruins, immediately became more excited when they heard the trumpets of their allies.

"Reinforcements have arrived! Victory is ours! A servant army general who was supervising the battle behind the phalanx rode on the back of the Earth Dragon Beast and loudly encouraged his soldiers: "For His Majesty the Demon King! Go on the offensive! ”