When the cannonball fell into the crowd, countless shrapnel swept across the entire beach where the devil was. It was a man-made steel rainstorm. Countless steel ball fragments rushed through the crowd, causing a black stench in just a moment.
Blood mist.
Before they even had time to realize that their heads had been penetrated, these demons had already collapsed to the ground. The heavy armor hit the ground, but no sound was heard.
After all, the powerful artillery fire had covered all other noises, causing the entire demon phalanx to collapse amidst the rumble of artillery.
The demon barely survived the first round of artillery fire. Before he could cheer up, he was covered by the second round of artillery fire. The human artillery position was seven kilometers deep. There were thousands of artillery pieces of various types. How dense the shells fired were.
One can imagine.
On a frontal position of just a few dozen kilometers, the artillery fire concentrated by the 15th Army of Eiland Hill was so dense that there were several artillery pieces taking care of every kilometer.
Modern artillery has an extremely high rate of fire and is very lethal, so such coverage can be said to be a strike without a blade of grass.
The demon general who had built a magic defense barrier for himself watched in horror as the soldiers around him were cut into pieces one after another by the rain of steel released by the shell explosion. He felt like a child hiding in a cage watching countless wild beasts outside.
Sadly, his cage is not strong, and as his magical energy dries up little by little, the time he can stay in this place becomes shorter and shorter.
This life-destroying wind and rain did not stop within half an hour. Black smoke pillars rose from the beach, and countless sand dyed black with blood was thrown into the air dozens of meters high by the shells.
It didn't fall completely for a while.
When the sand fell, it hit the armor of the corpses of the demon soldiers that had fallen on the beach, gradually burying these motionless corpses.
When the cannons rumbled, right in front of the elves, dwarf soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding grenade launchers came out one after another and formed a square formation in front of the elven soldiers.
The tank-like dwarves began to move forward when the sound of artillery gradually became sparse. They crossed the dangerous area from the non-minefield marked on the map, and then moved sideways and crossed in front of the demon army.
These dwarf soldiers moved forward in an orderly manner, stopping every few steps to use grenade launchers to throw some grenades into the demon corpses.
Just like the spearmen in the past, these dwarves hung the grenade launchers on their waists when approaching the demon's mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and then took off the heavy war hammer from their bodies.
"Elanthir!" the bearded dwarf headed by shouted a slogan, and these dwarves took a step forward. Unfortunately, the demons that once stood in front of them were so numerous that they were now only fighting each other in twos and threes.
The lucky guy is supported.
In fact, it is not appropriate to say that they are the lucky ones, because compared to the demons who died from artillery fire, landmines and other weapons, the outcome waiting for them has not changed at all. From this point of view, they have indeed fulfilled the saying "all living beings are equal"
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"Long live!" Every time they took a step forward, countless dwarves shouted a slogan. Having joined Ailan Hill, they felt how advanced and powerful this country was, so now they also regard themselves as Ailan Hill people.
The people of Ireland are proud.
"Long live Ailanthil!" Just like that, the dwarf soldiers like a city wall finally collided with the remaining demons.
In just an instant, the outcome was decided. The dwarves' heavy war hammer smashed all the stubborn demons into pulp. Those demons that had lost their formation did not even have a chance to fight back when facing the dwarves.
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"This battle was fought comfortably! This is the war of the dwarves!" He hit a demon on the forehead with the giant ax in his hand, removed his ax from the changed shape of the helmet, and shook the sharp ax blade.
At the mouth, a dwarf officer with a trembling beard shouted in an overbearing voice.
The dominant dwarf soldiers were like an extremely efficient harvester. In just ten minutes, they drove the remaining demons into the sea.
The demon commander who was lucky enough to survive turned around in the waist-high seawater in embarrassment. He saw his last hope, which was the falling Macashilo.
Makashilo, which was disintegrated and fell after being hit by the electromagnetic gun, could no longer hold on. It could no longer move forward, and its huge body was already close to the sea surface, and it was about to fall into the sea.
Sadly, at this distance, even if it completely turns off its floating magic, it cannot pose any effective threat to the entire coast.
Humanity has a new dike. This long dike can alleviate the impact of waves, and the human soldiers in front of the dike can completely retreat before the flood arrives.
After all, the defensive positions in front of the dams are not the main defensive positions of mankind, and the number of troops stationed there is indeed not very large.
"What are those bastards waiting for now! Crash into Macasilo! Die together with humans!" The demon commander looked at the floating city that was still floating on the water and did not fall at all according to his wishes, and cursed in despair: "
Bastards! Cowards! They don’t even dare to die! How can they be loyal to the origin of magic?”
What he didn't know was that in the city of Makasilo, a group of magicians wearing black magic robes were brazenly using all kinds of magic to attack the "leaderless snakes" remaining demon troops.
The high-level magicians who have lost their demons are sitting in charge. These low-level demons are completely helpless when facing these high-level magicians, and are driven and slaughtered like sheep.
These magicians moved quickly and had clear goals. After entering the Demonic Floating City, they quickly dispersed in various streets.
Although there are only ten people in a group at most, each of these magicians is unpredictable and every action is very fast.
In front of them, there were actually some drones clearing the way. They were hovering in the sky and were responsible for monitoring the movements of all nearby demons.
And under the wings of these drones, there are even small missiles hanging, which can launch attacks at any time, fire at those demons who want to gather, and prevent the other party from carrying out organized resistance.
"Stop them! Stop them!" A demon commander waved the long sword in his hand while approaching and stopping a black-clothed magician.
The opponent obviously had no intention of wasting time with him. With a wave of his hand, four identical fireball magic circles appeared, startling the demon officer who came to fight.
The other party is also a warrior who can use magic, so he knows how difficult it is to use four magics at once.
If this was a demon general using four magics, then the demon officer would not be so shocked. However, if any human magician had such magical attainments, it would be beyond his scope of cognition.
Could it be said that humans are closer to the origin of magic than demons? This idea only stayed in the demon's mind for a brief moment, and then disappeared without a trace.
Because he had been engulfed by the fireball spell and turned into a burning corpse, lying next to the crack in the street, unable to make any sound anymore.
"One group, three groups, nine groups... Destroy the power core! The city must slowly descend in height!" Waggron's voice came from the intercom on the side of the head of all the Elanhill magicians wearing black magic robes.
Order.
After hearing the order, the black-robed mages immediately dispersed. In small groups, they immediately disappeared at the end of those narrow, chaotic, dirty and smelly alleys.
The command in the earphone rang again: "Group 2, Group 4, Group 7! Control all the floating magic arrays! If anyone destroys it, shoot to death!"
Some more magicians nodded slightly and separated from the team with the largest number of magicians. These agile magicians used wind magic to make a treaty on the roof of a tall building, and disappeared without a trace after a while.
No trace.
"Group five, group six, group eight, look for all the information about k! If you find anything, report it immediately!" Wagron's order came again in the earphone, and the remaining people all stopped in a small square.
Follow your own steps.
"Don't waste time! Take away everything you can find!" A black-clothed magician wearing a black robe with the emblem of a spreading-winged golden eagle embroidered on his back ordered all the black-clothed magicians around him in a hoarse voice.
He wore a smiling mask, and the voice came out from under the mask. Although it was real, it had no breath of life at all.
The magicians in black standing around him also wore smiling masks, and their movements were uniform when they nodded.
After a slight nod, these magicians of Ailan Hill, or in other words, super god puppets of Ailan Hill, all dispersed and began to take action in Macasilo, which was about to fall.
On the Sky-1 floating battleship, Wageron was looking at some photos on the big screen and listening to the action planning team explain the relevant content of this special operation.
These photos were taken from the ruins of Ventilsa, some of which are collapsed city gates, and some of which are the remains of some ruins.
"Based on the style and structure of these buildings, we used 3D technology to restore the internal structure of the entire Ventilsa." An officer in charge of formulating the plan introduced to Waggron: "So, we are sure that we can find the same similarities.
The key equipment placement locations of this demonic floating city...these are the results of computer calculations, and drones can change the parameters of the calculations at any time."
"Based on such calculations, we will have a rough grasp of the specific structure of the Devil's Floating City. In this way, it will be easier to sink this kind of floating city..." Another officer added.
