The heavily armored middle-aged man ignored it and announced loudly: "I am Archon Kellogg, I did not run away, I can also let you go, but you are only allowed to go out, if anyone dares to bewitch the public, it will be a lesson for you." ”

After saying that, he looked at the officers and ordered: "Open the gates and let them out." ”

The officer dared not listen, and directly ordered someone to open the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of citizens flocked out and fled towards the suburbs.

Renard and the others galloped north on horseback, followed by Walker the Elder and the other Gestapo.

After running for a few miles, everyone couldn't help but look back, only to see thick black smoke rising from the city in the distance, like a devil's claw reaching straight into the sky.

The wind blew puffs of black smoke, mixed with a strong smell of sulfur, which made it difficult for people to breathe.

The sunlight was obscured by thick smoke, and the whole vision looked extremely gloomy, as if it was a precursor to the end of the world.

Old Walker couldn't help but sigh: "This city ...... It's over!"

Renard silently closed his eyes, then smacked his horse's ass and walked away.

However, not long after they ran out, everyone was in big trouble.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of demons, densely packed like migrating ant colonies, constantly surrounding Thor.

Rushing to the front are naturally the low-level demons such as the Little Devil and the Little Bad Demon, and the middle demons such as the Minotaur and the Sheephorn Demon are at the back, and they drive the low-level demons in front of them like driving cattle, and finally the high-level demons who are good and good.

The first to escape from the city had already begun to run back, even faster than when they left the city.

Renard finally understood why the other party had closed the city gates, it turned out that the city of Thor had long been besieged and impassable.

If the number of demons wasn't so much, or if they weren't so elite, Renard would most likely choose to rush over.

However, in the face of thousands of demons, he would never go up and die.

He immediately decided: "Let's go back." ”

"There are a lot of demons in the city, too. ”

Renard said in a deep voice, "It's better than being outside." ”

Mark hesitated: "The consul just now said that only exits are not allowed to enter, us."

Are you going to go in?"

Renard took a deep breath: "Throw away the warhorse, let's go over the wall." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Old Walker, "You should have prepared a place to hide, right?"

Old Walker nodded, as a Gestapo, working behind enemy lines, he naturally had to ensure his own safety first: "There is a very hidden vegetable cellar in the backyard of the tavern, which has enough food and drinking water, enough for us to use for more than ten days. ”

Renard immediately ordered, "Let's hurry back to the tavern." ”

The people who received the order immediately turned their horses and galloped towards the city of Thor.

At this moment, the encirclement formed by the demon army was less than five miles away from Thor City, and such a tight blockade could not be done by hundreds of thousands of demon armies.

When everyone was still two miles away from the city wall, hundreds of tall and burly figures suddenly appeared in view.

These burly figures were clad in heavy metal armor covers, the surface of the armor was etched with many evil runes, which shimmered with an eerie sheen, and black flesh wings extended from the gaps specially left behind the armor.

Their heads had huge curved horns, their broken gold and gravel tails swaying in the air, their decapitating swords nearly twice as long as their bodies, and their blood-red eyes erupted with blasphemous redness.

Old Walker exclaimed, "Why are there so many big demons?"

The sound of slaughter under the walls shook the sky, soldiers, mercenaries, adventurers, desperates, and demons fought together, and from time to time someone let out a desperate cry: "O gods, is this the heavenly punishment you have descended?"

Ignoring this, Renard headed straight for the wall, and when he reached the bottom of the wall, he turned over and dismounted, took out his grappling hook and threw it at the wall, and began to climb upward.

These tools were all necessary for the Gestapo, so no one was left behind, and all of them began to climb the walls like monkeys.

Old Walker had lost an arm and had difficulty moving, so Renard lifted him up directly after climbing the wall.

The situation in the city was also terrible, as demons chased through the streets and alleys to kill the inhabitants who had no time to flee, salivating mouths letting out low roars, red eyes glowing with the desire to slaughter life and drink blood.

The Hellfire Demon roared to the sky, and dozens of evil words of demonic language came out of his mouth, making every human who heard the sound feel terrified.

When the demons heard this terrifying roar, they instantly became agitated, and then, like black waves rolling up on the ground, rushed towards the fleeing crowd.

Countless low-level demons were driven forward, like a tidal wave, and they almost ignored the fleeing crowd, and just rushed straight past, hitting people fiercely, and then trampling into flesh.

It's a hell on earth, and the demons have killed their eyes.

The High Demon unscrupulously wielded a huge decapitation sword, slashing the poor demon minions around him into two pieces from time to time.

At this point, they let out a roar of excitement, as if it was more interesting to slaughter their fellow human beings than to slaughter them.

Today, with the exception of the East Quarter, where Renard is located, the other three districts have all fallen.

The remaining 3,000 or so defenders, led by Archon Kellogg, stubbornly resisted the demon's attack, but the difference in strength and numbers between the two sides was too great, and defeat was only a matter of time.

Mercenaries and adventurers who knew that they could retreat one after another joined in and set up a battle formation at the entrance of the narrow street.

Warriors with shields in the front, spearmen and archers in the back, magicians chanting incantations from the safest positions, and then countless ice picks and fireballs hung overhead, ready to be fired.

Dozens of seconds later, countless Sheephorn Demons rode out of the street on Cerberus, like bulls in heat rushing towards the formation, they were protected by heavy armor, and they were not afraid of sharp spears.

However, magic became the thing that killed them, and countless ice picks and fireballs shot out, seemingly threatening, but in fact they were so powerful that they directly shattered the armor made of steel into pieces.

In an instant, the screams were repeated, and the demons in front were killed and injured countless times, and the demons in the rear couldn't stop and stepped directly on them.

The screams stopped abruptly as if they had never existed.

Seeing the demon's miserable appearance, the mercenaries and adventurers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the demon was not invincible.

The shield sword warrior standing at the front of the formation took a deep breath and roared insolently, "Come on, kill all these miscellaneous pieces!"

When the words fell, he took the lead in raising his sword and rushed to kill, and the people around him were not far behind, screaming and rushing forward to kill, the pikemen followed closely behind, and the archers released their arrows.

The battle was in a state of white-hot heat in the blink of an eye.