"Woo..." In the Demon Realm, the low sound of horns echoed in the valley, and along with the dull sound of drums, a war in the Demon Realm began.
The demon troops in shiny armor held their shields high and raised a magic defense barrier. Under the rain of enemy arrows, they slowly formed a square formation and advanced little by little.
The vital parts of these soldiers are protected by armor, and the magic-breaking arrows cannot harm them. These soldiers crawl forward little by little, approaching their enemies using the most primitive tactics.
"Arrows are coming!" Among the crowd, the commanders of these demons shouted loudly, reminding their men to maintain their formation as much as possible in the rain of arrows: "Watch your steps! Keep your shields
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With shouts one after another, these demon soldiers who had already experienced a battle kept moving forward with more skillful steps and beating the drums.
They were holding sharp spears in their hands, and there was a long sword at their waist. Such sophisticated weapons were not visible at all on the demon elites who were on an expedition to the Magic Continent.
What's more, each of them has the thickest armor, and each of them has a black cotton lining. Ailan Hill provides everything needed for winter combat, and these demon soldiers don't mind fighting in the cold weather.
Keep fighting.
"Keep moving forward!" Pointing his long sword forward, the demon commander encouraged his soldiers in the white mist in the white snow: "Keep moving forward! Victory belongs to us!"
"Keep moving forward!" At the far end, the demon commander in another phalanx also raised his sword high and struck forward, shouting in a hoarse voice.
Along with his shouts, countless bows and arrows fell down and hit the magic defense barrier. A few arrows broke through the magic defense barrier and hit the shield, making a clanging sound.
A row of dense cannonballs passed over the heads of these demon phalanxes, then flew to the direction of the bows and arrows, and exploded on the positions filled with flags of the origin of magic.
Compared with the movement of bows and arrows, the sound of this round of artillery fire was obviously more significant. During the explosion, many flags slowly fell down, and the counterattack on the position there was also obviously delayed.
Along with these explosions, the army of demon servants that had been approaching the enemy's position began to move forward more quickly. They kept moving forward, getting closer and closer to the opponent's position.
In their familiar rhythm, in their familiar scenes, these demon soldiers kicked away the corpses of their companions, held their shields high, leveled their spears, and roared.
The human commander, who was still watching the battle on the high ground, held up his binoculars with satisfaction and watched this visual feast.
This kind of spectacular infantry phalanx rarely appears in the battle sequences of the Eilanhir Empire.
Nowadays, only the troops of the orcs and elves are left using this fighting method. Even the dwarves no longer use such primitive phalanxes.
"Much better than last time... Their phalanx formation is becoming more and more skillful." The human commander overlooking the entire battlefield was very satisfied and excitedly used various words of praise: "It's really
Yes...the calmness they showed when facing the enemy proved their courage..."
"These demons are definitely born warriors. They have absolutely no fear when facing enemies with comparable skills to them! That's great." Seeing these servant troops approaching the enemy's position, he concluded with a smile.
Another officer standing next to him was obviously still full of hostility towards these demon troops. He overlooked the entire battlefield and complained: "We are actually training these demons to make them more skilled in fighting... This world is really crazy.
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"Haha... You are overthinking this. This is not a battle at all! At least in the Eilanhill Empire, these phalanxes and how to use long swords and spears cannot be considered a real battle!" The general holding a telescope corrected this.
An officer said: "In my opinion, there is no difference between them and the demons on the opposite side. They are just weak existences that can be eliminated at any time."
These demonic servant troops on the battlefield are not issued any automatic weapons at all. They still use primitive swords. Therefore, for the Airanhill Empire, the combat effectiveness of these servant troops can only be roughly equal to zero.
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"Bang!" At this moment, a row of gunshots drowned out the roars of the demon servants on the stubborn demon position.
There was an eerie silence on the entire battlefield. The Ailanthil Empire camp, which was supposed to be using guns, was instead using the most primitive long swords and spears, while the demon troops, who were supposed to be using long swords and spears, were instead using long swords and spears.
Got the gun.
"Mauser 98k? What a guy!" Putting down the telescope in his hand, the human general blurted out in surprise.
The demon troops have been using Mauser rifles for more than a day or two. They obtained the technology of this rifle in the puppet empire, improved it in the demon world, and gave a small amount of equipment to front-line combat troops.
In the past, the devil distributed this kind of weapon to a few soldiers with good accuracy who were responsible for making cold shots. However, when encountering the snipers of the Elanthir Empire, these soldiers were often too busy to take care of themselves, and naturally there were no corresponding results.
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This is the first time a human commander has seen such a large-scale centralized use.
Fortunately, the opponent only had an old antique like the Mauser 98k. Otherwise, if he had taken out a Maxim heavy machine gun, today's showdown between demons would have become ten times, a hundred times more bloody.
"One more shelling! Suppress these demons using rifles!" the human general commanded.
A few minutes later, fierce shelling once again covered the position of the devil's recalcitrants. In an instant, the entire position was submerged by clouds of smoke formed by the explosion, leaving only the silent smoke, gently floating away.
"Charge!" Seeing that his phalanx was close to the enemy's position, and the fierce artillery fire caused the opponent to disorganize their position, the commander of the demon servant army closest to the opponent's defensive position shouted loudly.
With this shout, the originally neat formation of the servant army immediately became boiling. The demon servant army carrying long spears suddenly rushed into the defensive position of the demon's stubborn resistance force.
And what lay behind them were the densely packed corpses of the fallen servants of Airan Hill. The round of volleys just now, although it was just a flash in the pan, definitely gave the officers of the Airan Hill Empire a big meal.