After the order was delivered, the cavalry corps began to withdraw in an orderly manner.

The infantry corps quickly laid thick planks on the trenches to allow the cavalry to pass through, while the firearms corps, which had retreated to the third line of defense, began to cover with artillery fire.

After about twenty minutes of entanglement, the two sides were completely separated, and the cavalry quickly withdrew, and the demon tried to pursue and block, but was unable to get what he wanted because of the great power of the artillery.

When the last few cavalry retreated to the third line of defense, the infantry regiment quickly removed the planks and held the demons back on the opposite side of the trench.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides began to shoot at each other at a distance.

Although the power of the guns is far less than the power of magic, the advantage is that it is easy to reload, and the rate of fire is far enough and fast enough, and in this fierce battle, the county of Meredith has an absolute advantage.

Half an hour passed, and the demon army left nearly 10,000 corpses behind before it began to retreat slowly.

After withdrawing from the range of the artillery, the demons gradually closed their formation, apparently about to launch a general attack.

It was only at this point that the Demon Commander was late, and the three huge bronze thrones were pulled out of the forest by the giant beast.

The throne represents a noble status, which means that this demon army has at least three demon nobles as commanders, and there will be no more, not less.

Baron Margani sat on a high bronze throne with a gloomy expression that did not last long on his face.

Today he was almost mad at his commander, and he asked the army to turn to attack the weakly defended cities four times in a row, and not to fight the human legions, but the more mentally retarded berserker commander next to him was indifferent.

The most infuriating thing is the succubus commander, who has no opinion at all, and is simply a wall grass.

Desperate for victory, and to make up for his defeat in the last battle, Baron Margani once again advised: "Lord Impors, I don't think it is the wisest choice to go head-to-head with the humans, they are cunning and ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the berserker known as Imbols waved his hand and stopped: "I don't want to listen to your tirade, Lord Margani, if you have any opinions, please wait until the war is over." ”

His words were polite, but their tone was sarcastic and unquestionable.

Baron Margani suppressed the anger in his heart and opened his mouth to persuade: "Our mission is to level this human territory, not to compete with their main force, so why bother with more trouble?"

When the succubus commander next to him heard this, he couldn't help but quip, "Then what was the reason for your defeat last time?"

She looked at the Berserker Demon Commander and said in a coquettish voice, "As long as you destroy the main human force in front of you, it will not be easy to take their city, I don't think Viscount Impors's decision is wrong." ”

Viscount Impols nodded, and said fiercely: "That's right, we are the demons who want to conquer the sea of stars, the noblest and most powerful race in the whole universe, we only use our power to spread fear and despair, not a conspiracy. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Baron Margani contemptuously, and said in an unkind tone: "Your Excellency Margani, you are the son of General Manolos, the commander of the great Burning Legion, why don't you even have the courage to fight the enemy?"

Baron Margani was so angry that he couldn't find the words to refute it.

The succubus commander next to him said in a mocking tone: "If he had the courage, he would not have left Saruel to die, but he ran away in embarrassment." ”

Baron Margani's face became even more gloomy when he heard this, the defeat in the last battle had simply become a stain on his life, and even his father, General Manolos, whom he had never met, personally summoned him, making him lose face among the demon nobles.

Of course, this was not the greatest loss, and the most difficult thing for him to accept was that he was deprived of command and became a nominal prison army, leaving only the right to give opinions and opinions.

However, demons are conceited and will not listen to the opinions of others, so his current situation is no different from that of a canary in a cage that can only chirp.

Thinking of this, Baron Margani sighed in despair, and he said unrelentingly: "Humanity definitely has a conspiracy, and you will pay a terrible price for your arrogance. ”

After saying that, he sat honestly on the throne, as if he had become a clay sculpture and wood carving.

Viscount Impers remained unmoved, quietly watching the direction of the battlefield, with a complicated smile on his face, some disdain, some disdain, some anger, and some hatred.

The succubus commander was very good at observing words, and when he saw the expression on the face of the berserker demon, his beautiful eyes flowed, and he smiled coquettishly: "Great Lord Impors, you have an army of 300,000 in your hands, and there are less than 10,000 humans on the other side, it is easy to deal with them. ”

She looked at Baron Margani, and seeing that the other party did not say anything, she boldly added: "Now that the battle is at your fingertips, don't be misled." ”

When Baron Margani heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally twice, but he still didn't say anything.

Viscount Impers nodded nondeniably: "Don't worry, Miss Magini, I won't make such an idiotic mistake. ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Baron Margani, who had a gloomy face, intentionally or unintentionally, and the meaning was very clear.

However, Baron Margani, who has experienced a painful lesson, is no longer arrogant in the past, and still suppresses his anger in the face of ridicule, and only waits for the other party to suffer a loss before recklessly mocking.

Of course, maybe he didn't even have a chance to taunt, the demon army in front of him was different from the ragtag army he led, all of them were mid-to-high demons, and more than thirty percent of them were regular troops of the Burning Legion.

If this legion were to be buried here, Viscount Impors would not be as simple as being taken back command, and he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in purgatory.

Thinking of this, Baron Margani's mood was surprisingly better.

Viscount Impols did not notice the other party's expression, and his attention was completely focused on the battlefield.

The chaotic demon army had already assembled, and when the commander gave the battle order, they slaughtered it and burned the human positions in front of them.

Imagining the panic of humans under the butcher's knife, the demons couldn't help but get restless, and they wanted to kill them now.

Viscount Impors felt his subordinates' thirst for blood, and was influenced by the murderous aura, his expression also became extremely hideous, he raised the decapitation sword in his hand, and gave the slaughter order: "Kill the past, and beat the human in front of you into pulp." ”

As soon as the words fell, the originally noisy demon army suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then the roar shook the sky.

More than 200,000 demons rushed towards the reef formed by the human legion like black waves.

Renard also raised his sword and shouted, "Kill!"