The tragic battlefield is littered with the corpses of demons. Instead of allowing these demonic soldiers to storm City 48, the attack for several hours consumed their precious reserves.

In the countless craters are the remnants of demonic forces that are barely breathing. They didn't dare to continue the attack easily, and they couldn't find any good way to get out, so they could only stick to the crater-formed position and wait for their final moments.

The demon old general, whose face was scorched by the flames of war, lay in the middle of a bomb crater, looking at the impregnable human position in the distance, and his heart was not happy.

His troops had lost almost 20,000 men, and they had not been able to claim any advantage in front of these human soldiers.

Although some demons broke into the human position, they could not make it to the climate, and soon these warriors were wiped out, and it was even more difficult for the subsequent charge to achieve results.

Then, as the opponent's strength became stronger and stronger, their demonic offensive forces became less and less, and even breaking into the human defense position became an impossible task.

Countless demons were killed in the path of the attack, and more and more planes and artillery fire covered them, overwhelming them.

Just two hours ago, they had completely lost the ability to attack, and could only barely hold on to various places, unable to even move.

It may be that the humans on the other side are waiting, waiting for the arrival of follow-up reinforcements, waiting for a better opportunity to annihilate these demons, so they did not take the initiative to attack.

The two sides confronted each other like this, until now, just ten minutes ago, the blazing artillery fire also stopped, and the demon finally got a brief respite.

"If we surrender, will they ...... At least keep our soldiers alive...... They didn't go to the Magic Continent to kill people and set fires...... It should be forgiven. Finally, the old general of the demon broke the silence and asked one of his subordinates.

He felt that there was no need to persist in the battle until now. If a decent surrender can be made, at least the lives of the remaining demon soldiers can be guaranteed.

You know, although it doesn't look remarkable, there are at least 20,000 demon soldiers here - those who can be quickly assembled are the last elites of the demons, and the remaining 20,000 elites are almost the last main force of the demons.

As a demon commander, the old general didn't want to watch these good lads die in a pointless battle for nothing. They are here to fight their opponents, not to be slaughtered by their opponents......

"Forgiveness? These humans are even more ferocious than us, and none of the compatriots they have captured will be able to come back alive! A demon general wiped the sword in his hand and answered his boss in a cold voice.

They also have a blood feud with humans now, not only because of the tens of millions of soldiers who have gone on an expedition to the Magic Continent and have never returned, but also because of the hatred of millions of demons in the demon world who have been killed!

The old general had also read a lot of books on the Magic Continent, so he had some understanding of the state of war between the two sides in the past: "But I remember that they have this tradition, and they will not easily execute the enemy who surrenders......"

"It's a war between them, a war between the same people, and of course it won't be wiped out." The demon officer wiped his sword and replied with a wry smile on his lips.

"At least the humans didn't wipe out the elves, dragons, and other races...... So we can try, can't we? The old general was still not convinced, and he planned to try it himself.

"You can try...... But I don't have much hope. The middle-aged demon officer obviously had an attitude of fighting to the death, shook his head and said.

"How do you try?" The old general was very interested in this.

"Get some people to get up and get out of the crater......" The demon officer thought for a moment and came up with a solution.

"Then let the remaining soldiers of the Sherke 10,000 squad raise their hands and walk out of the crater......" The old general also felt that this was a method worth trying.

"As you wish, sir." The demon officer gestured twice into the distance, and the same order was delivered.

"Damn, what kind of bastard order is this?" A herald crawled into a crater and dictated the commander's orders. The demon soldiers who heard the order looked at each other, and a stout officer frowned and asked, "They don't accept our surrender at all, why did they let us just stand up and walk towards the enemy with our hands raised?" ”

"Don't let us carry weapons yet, damn it, even if we do, we won't want to stand up in this situation......" He stared at the herald angrily, as if he wanted to get the other man back to confirm the damn order.

"It's death! We cannot carry out such orders. Several of the other demon soldiers nodded as well.

"We are soldiers of the Demon Race...... We are never greedy for life or afraid of death...... Do the order, soldier. One of the demon officers at the head patted his strong men and motioned for them to calm down.

Then, facing the human defenses, he was the first to stand up and raised his hands high, and although he had never felt his arms so heavy, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Immediately afterward, some of the demon soldiers who followed him also got up, raised their hands, and slowly walked towards the human position.

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"What are they doing here? Surrender? "In Irlanhill's defensive position, a soldier saw a demon in a distant crater stand up with his hands raised and turn his head to ask his superior.

His platoon commander also saw this scene through the holoscope, even more clearly than his soldiers: "They must be crazy......"

"Yes, they know we never accept their surrender. We will not accept the surrender of civilians, and we will not be able to accept their surrender even more than soldiers. A company commander lowered his binoculars and muttered to the radio communication equipment beside him.

"Damn, several targets are on their feet...... some more soldiers said irritably, and more and more demons stood up and raised their hands in the air.

No one fired a shot, and the battlefield was quiet for a while. The silence was really eerie, so weird that one couldn't believe that two hours ago there was a lot of gunfire here.

"These demons are really not afraid of death...... "One soldier rubbed his nose and frowned. He sighed as he checked the grenades beside him to see if they were still within reach.