Renard distributed the food and weapons, and it was up to the natives to think about how to distribute them.

After distributing the supplies, the next step is to wait for the arrival of Armageddon.

During this period, he ordered the line of defense to be narrowed, shortening the original 50-kilometer-long line of defense to 10 kilometers.

The defensive line was only to prevent the demon legion from bypassing them and entering Gannan Province, but now it is useless.

Their actions have completely angered each other, and the demons will not give up until they are all destroyed.

Therefore, shrinking the defense line is the best choice, and while your own strength is greatly enhanced, the demon's huge numerical advantage will no longer exist.

Although he was extremely cautious in shrinking his defenses, he was discovered by the demons.

Just when Reynard thought that a great war would break out, the demons did not respond.

Almost turning a blind eye to his actions, letting him come and go as he pleases.

In addition to being stunned, Renard was left with only deep worry.

He was even more convinced at the moment that the decisive battle was coming.

The line of defense was reduced in just two days, and if it was possible, he hoped to shorten the line to less than five kilometers, but it was a little unrealistic.

There are also millions of human soldiers and natives, and the five-kilometer defense line is simply not lined up, not to mention that there are heavy weapons such as artillery that need to be placed.

Besides, there is simply no time to do it.

The demons have sharpened their knives and are ready to attack them.

Renard looked at the demon army that was in an encirclement posture, and immediately understood why the other party would allow him to gather his troops, this is to annihilate his own side!

He didn't care about this, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up a sneer, feeling ridiculous for the simplicity of the commander of the Demon Legion.

If he wanted to escape with someone, how could the other party stop him?

Of course, he will definitely not lead people to escape until the winner is completely decided.

In this way, the two sides faced off tensely across the improvised camp wall and the battlefield that was several kilometers long.

In the early morning of the third day, the muffled sound of trumpets resounded like thunder in the mountains.

The demon legions gathered in the light of the dawn and prepared to launch a general assault on the defensive line.

Durta the Abyss Inspire uses all of his cards and decides to exterminate these humans at all costs to add new glory to himself.

The huge demon army could not see the edge at all, and even the heralds who were in charge of detecting the enemy could not accurately count the number of enemies, and their eyes were full of moving heads.

Renard only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he were in front of a wave of marching ants, and he was in danger of being drowned at any moment.

How many demons are there? five million, six million, tens of millions?

Although there are still more than 50,000 soldiers on his side, all of whom are experienced in a hundred battles, and there are millions of natives to help in the battle, the chances of victory are still extremely slim.

He instantly made up his mind that as long as the battlefield showed a slight rout, he would immediately lead people to break through.

At this time, the soldiers' hearts were extremely heavy, they didn't know that the decisive battle had come, and they simply felt that this attack of the demon army would be very terrifying.

All the battles they've been through are no different from petty fights compared to this one.

The natives have a sense of the coming of the end, and they are so frightened that the timid have begun to turn around and run away.

If nothing else, they will die in ambush by demons.

Ignoring the noisy camp, Renard took a deep breath and instructed Robertson, "Order the whole army and prepare for a decisive battle." ”

"Tell all the soldiers that the time has come to decide our fate, and whether we embrace the dawn or fall into the abyss is up to us. ”

Robertson's expression was awe-inspiring, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

He knew what it meant, whether he would go down in history or turn into dust, depending on whether he would win or lose.

He did not dare to linger and quickly conveyed the order.

Only then did the soldiers figure out their situation, and at the same time they had the same thoughts as Robertson.

Looking at the overwhelming army of demons, the sense of honor in their hearts finally overcame fear.

"For glory!"

I don't know who was the first to shout this slogan, and then slowly spread throughout the audience.

"For glory!"

With the shouts of the humans in unison, the demon army began to slowly move forward.

Millions of cannon fodder demons at the beginning, such as little devils, little bad devils, little cowardly demons, etc.

In the middle is the miscellaneous demon, the number is also huge, not to mention two million, the main force is the most common Sheephorn Demon, Minotaur Demon, Scythe Demon, and Berserker Demon.

Behind are the high-level demons, estimated to be a million people, and the main forces are the Baba Demon, the Abyss Refining Demon, the Fear Demon, the Strange Beast Demon, and the Hama Demon.

At the end, there are more elite troops, not many in number, only tens of thousands, all of them are Hellfire Demons, Barlow Flame Demons and other elites.

In addition to this, there is a special unit that has caught Renard's attention.

It was a legion of strong orcs, numbering as many as 100,000, and they rode horned demons under their crotches, which was even more majestic than the orc wolf cavalry.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, this legion is not far behind the High Demon Legion.

This is not over, I don't know when, there is a sudden sound of wings flapping in the sky, tens of thousands of winged demons and hundreds of thousands of night bats instigating their wings to quickly approach.

Ten times the enemy! A real ten times the enemy! The number of demons is probably not less than tens of millions!

Fortunately, Renard contracted the defensive line, otherwise it would only take two or three hours for the defensive line he had forged would have been easily overcome.

He didn't understand very much, why didn't the demon use his army to suppress the realm at the beginning, and he was willing to turn his brain only after suffering a loss?

How did he know that the demons were not united than humans.

In just a few minutes, the demons in the front row rushed into the artillery coverage area.

Immediately after that, they were baptized with thousands of artillery pieces.

The dense cannonballs were like flying locusts, roaring and crashing into the military formation, blowing up countless stumps and broken arms.

In an instant, eighty percent of the demons that entered the area covered by artillery fire were destroyed.

Dulta the Abyss Inspirer was standing on a high bronze throne, watching the battlefield with excitement.

When he saw this scene, his smile suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

It was just two rounds of artillery salvos, which actually wiped out nearly 100,000 of his cannon fodder troops.

Although 100,000 cannon fodder is nothing to a huge number of demon legions, it can't stand the fast loss!

The war had just begun, and in less than ten minutes to be exact, he had lost 100,000 cannon fodder, and had achieved nothing.

Looking at the intensity of artillery, I'm afraid the losses will only grow.

At this time, Durta was very shocked and at the same time a little overwhelmed.

The scene in front of him was far from what he had expected, and it would not be too much to say that it was a world of difference.

His lips twitched, and his throat twitched

A small voice sounded: "How is this possible? How can the other party be so strong?"

Seeing this, Viscount Margani sneered: "This is all your credit, it is you who gave them the opportunity to concentrate their strength, and the scene of this thousand cannons firing neatly is really shocking." ”

His tone was full of ridicule, completely devoid of the deference and humility of two days ago.

When the Abyss Motivator Durta heard this, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he couldn't have imagined at this moment that he had fallen for the other party's tricks.

Although this is a plan he came up with, it does not prevent him from passing the blame on others.

Durta's already hideous face became even more terrifying, but in an instant it was back to normal.

He is the most scheming and the abyss motivator who knows the hearts of his enemies best, and how can he let others see his jokes.

Durta quickly calmed down, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So what, even if I fight the number, I am sure of victory, as long as I can achieve the final victory, what does it matter if the loss is great?"

"On the contrary, you, Viscount Margani, have inflicted great losses on the Legion twice in a row, and have gained nothing, and two days ago you buried all the elites of your men. ”

"You better think more about your future and think about how to explain to the three legion commanders. ”

Hearing this, Viscount Margani's face instantly darkened.

He gritted his teeth secretly, these two fiascos were all due to the other party, how could he remain calm.

Especially when a big credit turns into a big mistake, he didn't go crazy directly, which is extremely enduring.

Now that he is being brought up by the other party so red, he is as uncomfortable as a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

After a while, Viscount Margani relieved himself and comforted himself in his heart: When this guy hits his head and bleeds, I am afraid that he will be countless times more painful than himself.

If the opponent loses this battle, the loss will be more than ten times that of himself, and the punishment he will bear at that time will definitely not be as simple as depriving him of his title.

Thinking of this, he was actually happy, and at the same time felt ridiculous about what he had just done.

He only needs to watch the jokes, so why should he block himself for nothing?

As the two demon commanders battled each other, the battle on the front line gradually entered a white-hot phase.

The little devil raised the steel fork in his hand and charged towards the camp wall without fear of death.

The Bad Demon and the Little Cowardly Demon followed behind, firing a few fireballs and a few sonic attacks from time to time to add to the fun.

This was followed by motley demons such as the Sheephorn Demon and the Minotaur, who also raised their weapons and waved their flags and shouted.

Finally, there are the High Demon Legions, which are protected by armor, and they are the main force of this war.

As the army continued to advance, the four long phalanxes slowly closed, eventually forming an irregular ring that enveloped the entire rudimentary camp five kilometers long and four kilometers wide.

However, this also made it easier for the artillery corps, as long as they desperately reloaded the shells and fired, they could inflict a huge blow on the opponent.

When the demon legions came within range of the muskets, there were almost no gaps between them.

By the time we arrived at the bottom of the camp wall, it was almost squeezed into dumpling filling.

The cannon fodder pushed and squeezed each other, and the scene was like a supermarket special reward, and the uncle and aunt who went to rush to buy it.

They tried to leap onto the wall and into the camp, but they were either killed by random arrows or chopped by swords.

The battle at the front is unfavorable, and congestion will naturally be caused in the rear.

The motley regiments were almost stopped in the artillery coverage area, suffering from round after round of artillery fire.