"Can you hurry up?" Lightning flew beside the cab, wishing she could go up and push the train herself—but she knew in her heart that even if Maisie pushed the mountain, it wouldn't do anything, "How about adding more coal to the stove?"

"Ho, little girl, if the pressure is too high, the boiler will explode!" The man who operated the Black River, a gray-haired old man who did not look like a soldier, but rather like an ordinary kind neighbor, replied in a loud voice, "Don't worry, the First Army is not so easy to defeat, even if the opponent is a devil from hell." ”

Lightning pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Although she knew that getting the train to run at this speed was unexpected, it still couldn't reduce the anxiety in her heart - it didn't take much effort to find the Black River along the railroad, after all, it was difficult to ignore such a large and striking machine. Except for startling the people in the train when she approached, the rest of the process went smoothly: as a member of the League of Witches, the conductor quickly believed her and gave the order to turn around.

However, Lightning couldn't relax at all.

After the train turned to Tower 1, she finally contacted Sylvie, and the latter's news made her feel heavy: the devil had not only seized the gap in the First Army's advance and launched a surprise attack with no defenses formed, but the main attacking force was rapidly approaching the camp from both directions. Without artillery support, it will be more difficult for the already discounted positions to exert their strength, and the situation will undoubtedly be worse.

After hearing this, she really couldn't be as confident as the old man.

The only good news is probably that Maisie has successfully found the injured Loga, and with Nanawa's healing, the wolf girl's life is finally safe.

"It's noisy and windy outside, do you want to come in and sit down? It's not easy to shout every word. The other man took a puff of his pipe and leaned against the window, "Don't look a little rough inside, at least it's warm - this stove is much better than a fireplace!"

"No...... Thanks," Lightning shook his head as he glanced at the bridge, which was shaking like chaff, "Still no." ”

Sure enough, this is already the limit of the Black River.

If the acceleration continues at this jitter frequency, even if the boiler can survive, the train will have to fall apart.

"You can see that you're still worried about the situation over there...... Do you have any relatives or friends at the camp?"

"Hmm. Lightning replied worriedly.

"I have it too," he said, rubbing his beard, "and there are two!"

"Huh?" Lightning couldn't help but be slightly stunned, she thought that the other party was calm and calm because he didn't care.

"I used to be a miner, and I have given birth to four children in my life, and all but the eldest died of a cold, and everyone lived until the arrival of His Majesty Wimbledon. The old man smiled, "In the past, they lived like rats, thin and cowardly, but since joining the army, it is as if there is a different person inside and out, which is why I have full confidence in the First Army—a team of such people cannot be easily defeated." ”

Be...... Lightning couldn't help but ask, "What about the other one?"

"It's on this train," he tapped his pipe, "and he's the first lookout to notice your approach." ”

The old man paused for a moment, and his tone was quite proud, "Because these changes were brought about by His Majesty Wimbledon, I also thought about what I could do for him, and besides, it was boring to stay alone in the mines, so it was better to walk around." Later, His Majesty selected the train team from among those who were familiar with the operation of the steam engine, and I signed up, but I did not expect to be selected. ”

It turns out that the other party is not like her...... Lightning smacked his lips and was about to say something when the telephone on the console suddenly rang.

"Father, I see Tower One standing! It does look like there's a fight, I can see flashes and flames!" The excited voice in the microphone could even be heard outside the window.

"How many times have you said it, this is the army, don't call me father!" the old man yelled into the microphone, "Just keep staring ahead, I'm going to sound the whistle and tell them that reinforcements are coming!"

Then he picked his beard at Lightning, "Well, I'll just say they're not so easy to be defeated, right?" Then the other man turned around, pulled down the rope behind him hard, and shouted in a hearty voice, "Give it to me, boys!"

"Woo——————————"

Half a quarter of an hour later, with the long sound of the whistle, the Black River rushed headlong into the center of the melee with a loud roar as it slowed down.

The stone needles stuck to the railroad tracks were all shattered, and the collision between the black stone and the steel burst out a series of dazzling sparks at the pitch-black front of the car.

Perhaps the train's slowing down gave the enemy the illusion that they could block their opponents, and several demons approached the railroad tracks in an attempt to stop the steel behemoths, only to be swept under the wheels and crushed into pulp.

No matter how slow it is, it can't compete with the power of living things.

At the same time, the machine-gun towers set up in front of and behind the armored train began to strafe in all directions, and the devils who had invaded the interior of the camp were immediately attacked by the enemy, and were swept down one by one without even having a chance to hide. And the bone spear and other means of attack are tantamount to tickling the Black River.

At this moment, the lightning had flown into the turret compartment.

"Sylvie, the target?"

"Right in front of you, about three thousand three hundred meters," Sylvie apparently also noticed the arrival of the train, and immediately reported the data of the shelling, "an open field, no shelter!"

There is no need to repeat it, and when the train comes to a complete standstill, the gunners immediately get busy.

......

In Sylvie's field of vision, the enemy's main forces were now within range of the camp's defenses.

There were not as many of them as in the last battle of Wangbeipao, about five thousand, but they were very scattered, almost like unrestrained robbers. Because of this, the entire plain seems to be full of their men and horses, which makes people feel creepy.

Farther away, the Eye of Magic's scouting was distorted.

There is a dark curtain that is opaque on the ground, and even the magic eye that can penetrate any blind spot cannot fully see what is behind the dark scenes. It wasn't like the interference of the Divine Punishment Stone—the Forbidden Demon Realm felt like a silent dead place, with a clear boundary and no waves. It's more like something else...... Something alive.

And before falling asleep, there was obviously nothing there.

The long needles and stone pillars that attacked the camp were launched from that dark curtain.

It was the most oppressive battle Sylvie felt, from the ambush to the attack, and her vision was limited at every turn, and every move of the devil seemed to be directed at her.

She now didn't think about how the enemy had quietly approached this distance, and instead focused on the Black River.

Since she could not see the exact location of the target, she only made adjustments based on the results of the shelling.

In the midst of this anxious waiting, the Black River finally let out its first roar, and the scorching flames suddenly illuminated its long body, and at the same time lit up the camp in the night!

Faster than the sound is the cannonball.

It pierced through layers of air blocking its way, dragging a string of shockwaves towards the black curtain.