"Woo ......" Demon Realm, the low sound of horns echoed in the valley, accompanied by the dull sound of drums, a war in the Demon Realm began.

The demon troops in shiny armor, holding their shields high, raised a magical defensive barrier, and slowly formed a phalanx to advance little by little under the rain of enemy arrows.

These soldiers were defended by armor in their vital parts, and those demon-breaking arrows could not hurt them, and these soldiers squirmed forward little by little, approaching their enemies with the most primitive tactics.

"Bow and arrow attack!" In the crowd, the demon commanders shouted loudly, reminding their men to keep themselves in formation as much as possible in the rain of arrows: "Watch your step! Keep the shield connected! ”

With one shout after another, these demon soldiers, who had already experienced a battle, kept moving forward with more skillful footsteps, stepping on the drum.

They were holding sharp spears in their hands, and they also had a long sword at their waists - such a sophisticated weapon was not seen at all on the elite of the demon clan who were on the expedition to the Magic Continent.

What's more, each of them has the heaviest armor, and each of them has a black cotton lining - Iran Hill provides everything needed for winter combat, and these demon soldiers don't mind continuing to fight in the cold.

"Keep going!" Pointing his sword ahead, the demon commander encouraged his soldiers in the white snow with a white mist: "Keep going!" Victory is ours! ”

"Keep going!" At the far end, the demon commander in the other phalanx also slashed forward with his long sword held high, shouting in a hoarse voice.

With his shout, countless bows and arrows fell, striking the magical defense barrier, and a few arrows smashed through the magic defense barrier, striking the shield with a clanging sound.

A dense line of cannonballs swept over the heads of these demonic phalanxes, then flew in the direction of the bow and arrow, exploding in the positions planted with the banners of the Magical Origin.

Compared with the movement of the bow and arrow, the sound of this round of shelling is obviously more weighty. In the explosion, many flags slowly fell, and the counterattack on the position there was noticeably sluggish.

With these explosions, the demon servant military formation, which had been approaching the enemy's position, began to move forward more quickly, and they kept advancing, getting closer and closer to the opponent's position.

In their familiar rhythm, in their familiar scene, the demon soldiers kicked away the corpses of their fellows, raised their shields, leveled their spears, and let out a roar.

The human commander, who was still watching the battle from the high ground, held up his binoculars and watched the visual feast with satisfaction.

This kind of spectacular infantry phalanx has rarely appeared in the battle sequence of the Irlanhill Empire.

Those who use this way of fighting are now only the troops of the orcs and elves, and even the dwarves no longer need such a primitive phalanx.

"Much better than last time...... Their phalanx arrangement is becoming more and more skillful. The human commander overlooking the entire battlefield was very satisfied, and excitedly used all kinds of compliments: "That's good...... Their calmness in the face of the enemy is a testament to their courage......"

"These demons are definitely natural warriors, and they are simply fearless when faced with enemies of their skill level! That's good. Seeing these servant troops approaching the enemy's position, he concluded with a smile.

The other officer standing beside him was obviously still hostile to these demon troops, and he looked down on the battlefield and complained, "We are actually training these demons to make them more skilled in combat...... The world is crazy. ”

"Haha...... You think too much, it's not called a fight at all! At least in the Irlanhill Empire, how these phalanxes still use swords and spears is not a real battle! The general with the binoculars corrected the officer's statement and said, "In my opinion, they are no different from the demons on the other side, they are just weak beings that can be eliminated at any time. ”

These demon servant troops on the battlefield are not equipped with any automatic weapons at all, and they still use primitive swords, so for the Ellan Hill Empire, the combat effectiveness of these servant armies can basically only be roughly equal to zero.

"Phew!" At this moment, on the recalcitrant demon position, a row of gunfire drowned out the roar of the demon servant army.

There was an eerie silence on the entire battlefield, and the Iran Hill Empire camp, which was supposed to use guns, was using the most primitive swords and spears, and the demon troops who were supposed to use swords and spears were using guns.

"Mauser 98K? Boy! Putting down the telescope in his hand, the human general blurted out in surprise.

It is not a day or two that the demon troops have used the Mauser rifle, they have obtained the technology of this rifle in the puppet empire, and improved it in the demon world, and a small amount of equipment has been given to the front-line combat troops.

In the past, the demons used to distribute this weapon to a small number of soldiers who were better at shooting cold guns - but when it came to the snipers of the Irlanhill Empire, these soldiers were often too busy to take care of themselves, and naturally there was no corresponding result.

It is the first time that a human commander has seen such a large-scale centralized use as today.

Fortunately, the other party only has an old antique like the Mauser 98K, otherwise, if he really took out a Makqin heavy machine gun, today's duel between demons would become ten times more bloody.

"One more shelling! Suppress these rifle-wielding demons! The human general commanded.

A few minutes later, heavy artillery shelling once again covered the positions of the demonic recalcitrants, and in an instant, the entire position was overwhelmed by clouds of smoke from the explosion, leaving only the smoke in silence, which gently drifted away.

"Rush!" Seeing that his phalanx had approached the enemy's position, and the fierce artillery fire had caused the opponent to be confused, the commander of the demon servant army closest to the opponent's defensive position shouted loudly.

With this shout, the originally neat servant military array immediately became boiling. The demon of the servant army with a spear rushed into the defensive position of the demonic recalcitrant force at once.

And lying behind them were the densely packed corpses of the Ranhill Servants. The round of salvo just now, although it was only a flash in the pan, definitely surprised the officers of the Iran Hill Empire who were watching the battle.