What is a disaster? A disaster is a real disaster that falls from the sky.

Demon Van Quecel was originally just the commander of a demon 10,000 people, but he had just been promoted to the commander-in-chief of more than 50,000 demon soldiers in the vicinity.

It's a pity that he didn't have the joy of being promoted and making a fortune, because the reason why he was promoted was because there were no decent generals among the senior commanders of the demons.

Those who are strong and fierce and cunning are basically killed on the front line - either in the expedition of the Magic Continent, or in the expedition against the coalition forces of the Magic Continent.

As the saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king - he knows his own business, and with his ability, in fact, this position is a bit high now.

The troops at the front were defeated again and again, retreating from the west coast to the damned place in one fell swoop. He was ordered to build a defensive line in this mountainous area, and in fact he had been digging here for two months with all his might.

There was no way, those terrible expeditionary forces of the Magic Continent stopped here before the snow, and he could only build here in order to be able to hold his ground.

He dug four trench lines in one go, set up so-called barriers, and reinforced the second line twice.

As the main part of the defensive line, most of the trenches in the second line of defense are covered with heavy "canopies" made of wood and earth, and these fortifications are probably the strongest fortifications that the demon forces have built to date.

Even, the demon army has equipped this defense line with a full 4,000 rifles and more than 100 imitation mountain guns.

It's a pity that all this was destroyed by the attack of human beings and became a piece of nothingness.

The hapless commander Van Xel, while complaining that he had to eat poor devil dog jerky for breakfast, was overwhelmed by a rain of cannonballs.

The demon's demon dog unit has always relied on its sheer numbers to drain the enemy's vital power for the demon. With such a huge number of low-level demon realm creatures, the days are really worse day by day.

The Elanhill Empire has put a large number of biological genetic weapons into the Demon Realm, which has caused the Demon Dog, which originally had an absolute numerical advantage, to lose more than one-third of it at once.

What's worse is that the remaining demon dogs began to lose their ability to fight, which made the demon troops lose a very considerable number of troops at once.

And today's demon dogs have no way to fight on a large scale, and they die from various diseases from time to time, so they have become the devil's garbage rations.

It is precisely because of the large number of deaths of demon dogs that some cheap food has been provided to the demons, which has made the fragile logistics supply of the demons not collapse immediately in this cold winter.

In other words, these poor, killed demon dogs, with their corpses, gave the demons the last bit of hope to live.

Van Kesel, who was chewing on the jerky of the hard demon dog, was not fully awake when he was stupefied by the sound of the earth-shattering cannon.

The dirt on the roof of his headquarters shed was shaken down, and the ground trembled beneath his feet.

If it weren't for the obvious sound of the cannons that followed one after another, he would have even thought that it was a natural disaster such as an earthquake.

A ring-shaped main defense system painstakingly built by the demon forces was washed by cannonballs.

No one knew exactly when the enemy's artillery fire would stop, and they could only huddle in the trenches and pray.

"Great, sir!" A demonic officer stumbled into Van Kesel's headquarters, his face covered in dust and crying, "Oh no! Oh no! Posey Hill ...... The side of Mount Posey was collapsed by artillery fire! ”

"What...... What the! Van Xel, who didn't even have time to put on his own armor, looked at the door with a grim face, and then he realized that no wonder he felt the earth tremble violently, and his headquarters was at the foot of Mount Posi.

"South! The south side has collapsed! The officer's voice trembled, and he pointed in the direction of the door: "The first line of defense has lost contact!" Lord Siman sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that dying on the battlefield is also death, and it is better to counterattack and fight with the enemy......"

"He's crazy? Coming out of these trenches, his soldiers could not hold even a single attack from the enemy! Van Kessel's eyes widened, he didn't know that this general named Seaman had this consciousness and ability.

In fact, his mind didn't turn around, because he didn't know what kind of baptism the demon clan's position was undergoing.

If he was to be curled up in a trench, buried directly by the sand raised by the shells, he would not hesitate to think of a good way to get out of there immediately - even if it was to send him to his death......

"Boom!" While they were talking, another shell fell on Mount Posi, and the whole mountain began to shake.

It was an 800 mm cannon shell from a Gustav cannon, which exploded directly in front of Mount Posi, turning the trenches and tunnels dug by the nearby demons into a cloud of powder.

A direct hit by a shell of this caliber can lead to a painful death without feeling any pain, and no body will be found within a few tens of meters in the vicinity.

The hard rock would disappear in an instant, and the huge mountain would shatter and turn into a murderous projectile rampage.

"Damn it! Damn it! What about those Divine Acolyte troops! Didn't the Divine Servants say they were coming to our aid? What about them? As soon as he reached out and pulled the collar of the demonic officer in front of him, Van Kessel asked angrily.

A black shadow floated in, and the original gloomy voice was unexpectedly flustered and desperate: "My lord! My lord! Oh no! Oh no! The second line of defense has collapsed! Before the enemy attacked, the defenders on the second line of defense had already collapsed! ”

No one can face such a terrible shelling, not even demons. They are not the Japanese army in World War II, who would dig tunnels and the like to be rats. The fortifications they built on the surface of the mountain were simply not vulnerable.

Because the entire mountain was covered, only a few fortifications on the back of the mountain were spared, and most of the remaining trenches and bunkers were now completely abandoned.

"What to do? What to do! Just a few days ago, I refused the order of His Majesty the Demon King and refused to surrender and surrender my position! What can I do now? "Anxious like ants walking around on a hot pot, Van Xel was also a master for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

It wasn't long before he had rejected Aresia's order, and when he refused, he didn't expect that the attack of the Elanhill Empire would come so quickly.