The battle continued, and one by one the demons roared and rushed up the hillside, only to be hit by a merciless bullet and fall headlong into the deer, as if they had run all the way to catch up and die here.

But gradually, the deer and barbed wire, which were originally difficult to walk, were pressed under the corpse, and the demons behind stepped on the corpses and continued to move forward, like rolling carpets, and layer after layer of demon corpses simply paved this steel thorn. The demons have finally found a solution to this piece of death, and that is to use human life as a hard pad! It's cold and clumsy, but it works!

On the roof of the dwarven bunker, Brian? Copperbeard looked at the tide of demons with a gloomy face, the current deer is like a dike, but the demons are surging up like a flood peak, when they finally overflow the dike, the momentum of the charge will be unstoppable.

"It won't be long before the deer is on the top, so I'll go to the low wall and command the soldiers to fight." Brian picked up the hammer and shield beside him and strode down.

Diego didn't speak, he fell to the ground, staring through his scope at an Ereda Warlock who was casting a spell. The creature was hiding behind the demons, a cloud of green evil energy condensing in his hands, and a skeleton was about to appear.

Just as he finally raised his hand, ready to throw the arrow of chaos, Diego gently pulled the trigger.

On the battlefield that was as crowded as the eye of the storm, the gunfire of the upgraded Death Gaze was nothing but inconspicuous, and the bullets infused with the power of holy light flew over the entire battlefield and penetrated straight into the body of the Eredar Warlock, and the layers of magical protection blessed by his body did not play any role in protecting him at all.

The demon shuddered, then his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. Half of his chest, including his left arm, was blasted to pieces, and a few seconds later, the highly compressed evil energy in his hand exploded violently as it lost control. Along with himself, more than a dozen demons around him were contaminated with the green fire of evil energy, and they were burned to the point where ghosts cried wolf.

This is the eleventh Ereda Warlock that Diego has killed, and these cunning spellcasters are mixed in with the tide of demons and start making waves as soon as they can bring humans into their spell range. Compared to their strange and terrifying evil spells, the weak and single evil fireballs of the Burning Imps were as harmless as mosquito bites, and at least thirty or forty human archers died painfully and miserably under their spells. This is almost one-tenth of the total number of people in the Moon Creek Brigade!

But despite the fact that Diego pressed alone. Controlling almost all of the demon's magic power, even if the coalition shooters rained bullets frantically towards the demon crowd, they still couldn't crush so many people. It is within the deer barrier. Seeing that there were more and more demons rushing to the edge of the deer, it would be a few more steps to break through this area.

Behind the bunker, a portable bronze mortar group fired a shell from time to time, which exploded in the deer barrassment, splashing a bloody rain, but the cooling time required for this bronze mortar was too long, and it could not form continuous fire at all.

It's a hail of bullets and savage meat. In the battle of bodies, the scorching bullets poured down like a storm, making large and small gaps in the demonic tide-like charging line, but the wave was moving too firmly, and with a slight roll, these gaps had already been filled. Gradually, the corpses that had been covered with the ground were gradually covered by the charging demons, and they were no longer visible, although from time to time the demons fell to the ground, but immediately other demons would fill their place, and they kept roaring, like a nightmare crawling out of hell.

The scene was bloody and brutal, but Diego had seen it countless times since coming to the Cursed Lands, though without exception, he and his soldiers had won the battle. But this time, looking at the boundless tide of demons, he began to feel less confident.

As the clock ticked by, the demons finally rushed past the damned deer and rushed to the second line of defense. But the moment they rushed out of the deer area, a layer of heavy earthy yellow spell aura rippled on the ground.

It was the Gnoll Shaman Van Gogh and his Shaman's apprentice who had activated their Earthbound Totem, a totem that could alter the Earth's gravity so that enemies who entered the Totem's enveloped range were held back by the Earth's power, as if they were carrying a load, and their steps were slow. In order to prevent the demons from noticing the existence of these two totems, two cunning gnolla shamans buried the totem pole at the edge of the deer area in advance, revealing only a short section, which looked like two inconspicuous pointed wooden stakes.

It was like being grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and the demons who were caught off guard were flipped on their backs for a while, and many demons fell directly to the ground, and were directly stepped on by the follow-up companions, and there was a crunchy sound of broken tendons and fractures in the dense demon group, mixed with a large wail and moan. Recite.

However, the number of shamans was still too small, and the spell radius of the two totem poles was not enough to cover the entire battle line, and where the earthbound totems could not be influenced, the demons swarmed upwards and continued to face the rain of bullets, rushing towards the hillside rather than alive.

But the defenders did more than that, before they could rush far, more than a dozen white frost flowers bloomed on the hillside, which was the frost trap arranged by the hunters - after all the men were equipped with M1 rifles, Diego was surprised to find more than twenty good seedlings with hunter talent among the remnants of the more than 300 Moon Creek Brigade, although the time was in a hurry, these novices did not have time to learn more hunter skills, but most of the basic skills of the frost trap were mastered.

The water that had been splashed on the hillside instantly condensed, creating a smooth ice surface on the ground. The demons who stepped on the ice did not fall directly, but relied on inertia to rush out of a distance before falling somersault, rolling and sliding down the hillside, like bowling, more demons were knocked over, and there was another burst of chickens and dogs jumping on the hillside.

The demons who fell there had no chance to get up again, and even if they were not killed by the rain of bullets, they were stepped on as pedals by the demons behind them without mercy. A large amount of hot blood poured out in all directions, and it melted the solidified ice surface. The trampled flesh mixed with the molten muddy water, and the slimy patches of red smeared on the hillside.

Time flew by in the tense battle, and the demons pushed forward with great difficulty, and finally, with a desperate charge, they finally rushed to the low wall defended by the dwarves more than an hour after the battle broke out.

Shouts and roars rang out suddenly, and with an earth-shattering bang, thousands of dwarves and demons slammed into each other, causing a wave of blood in the sky.

The most brutal hand-to-hand combat has finally begun!