The celebration lasted only a short time, and the battle was busy again.

Treat the wounded, count the results, advance the railroads, and clear the battlefield...... It's all imminent.

The command knew very well that victory in this battle did not mean the end of Operation Torch, and although judging by the remaining forces of the devils, it was impossible for them to launch another attack of this magnitude, and the capture of Taqira was almost a foregone conclusion, but no one dared to take it lightly until the last step. What's more, the Demon Slayer is still alive, and if he can't completely eliminate this threat, he can't achieve his goal perfectly.

Humanity is indeed worth celebrating, but only when the Grey Keep banner is planted at the highest point of the ruins and the time is made to return to Neverwinter.

After some discussion, the top leaders of the united front reached a consensus - after removing the demons eliminated in this battle, the number of enemies in the ruins of the holy city should be less than five hundred. From the perspective of strength alone, this means that the other side no longer has any ability to threaten the First Army head-on.

Rather than making steady progress before, the idea now should be to prevent the Demon Slayer from escaping - the construction of Tower 10 Site can be slowed down so that the opponent does not lose the will to fight prematurely. At the same time, the ambush should be launched as soon as possible, and even without Sylvie's reconnaissance, it is unlikely that the positions of the First Army would be subject to a surprise attack today.

After a day's rest, the First Army again launched an artillery attack on the Devils, but this time they were on the attacking side.

In the face of the roaring shells, the only thing the other side could do was to retreat step by step, give way to the trench little by little, and retreat into the ruins of Tachira.

Only the Demon Slayer was left to threaten the defensive line, but as a key target, it would be difficult to even get close to its position, let alone stop the First Army's advance.

With repeated failures, it has made fewer and fewer sorties.

On the fourth day after the battle, the rails were finally laid into a ten-kilometer firing circle.

After setting up the artillery position, more than 100 people including Agatha and Phyllis were invited by the iron axe to the fortress cannon lined up.

Since the number of artillery pieces was far from sufficient, the commander of the artillery battalion, Vanna, specially prepared more than a dozen hemp ropes and tied them together with the flare. In this way, they will be able to fire the first shot aimed at the city of Tachira "at the same time".

The Awakened born from Tachira, the Avenger who purified Tachira...... and the builders of the future New Holy City, where every witch of divine punishment realizes that this will be a moment of great historical significance. Whether they survive until after the Battle of the Divine Will, today's scene will be remembered in the history books.

"I have to apologize to you. Phyllis grasped the rope and whispered to Agatha, "Four hundred years ago, I laughed behind your back at the appointment of mortals, saying that entrusting them with the important work at hand would only make a mess of the results. ”

"There were a lot of people who said that then," Ice Witch smiled, "and now?"

"Well...... now," Phyllis curled the corners of her mouth, "it doesn't feel bad to fight alongside mortals." ”

"Ready—" At that moment, Vanna raised his command flag, "Fire!"

Everyone pulled the firing cord backwards in unison, and the rumbling roar immediately echoed over the position—more than a dozen cannonballs rose into the air, swept across the plain, and scrambled to fall into the ruins of the Holy City.

The violent shock wave dispersed with an explosion, sweeping away the remains of this ancient city left over from 400 years ago, and the devil hiding in it was torn apart by the air waves and stone chips.

......

"Here we go. Sylvie whispered.

"Hmm. Andrea replied with some nonchalance, and even if she couldn't see Tachira's condition, she could hear a thing or two from the dull explosion - the tremor was so different from the roar of the cannon that it was fired, and the power contained in it could be felt even from a distance of seven or eight kilometers.

It's hard to imagine what it's like to be in the heart of a devil who has been bombarded by a fortress cannon all night.

"It's the fifth day, isn't it?" Maggie muttered, "Will the Demon Slayer come over today?"

"Who knows. Ash shrugged.

"I really want to go back to Wudong to eat hot pot and fried dumplings. ”

"Gollum. ”

Before she could finish speaking, there was a sound of stomach and stomach squirming in the crowd.

"Of course, teppanyaki pork is good, and it would be nice to have another ice cream bread - hmm-"

Ash shoved a piece of dry food into Maggie's mouth, "If you're hungry, eat more of this, it doesn't taste good, but at least it fills your stomach." ”

"And don't forget, we're still on a mission," added Camilla Dauri, "and you can go back and think about the food, but now please concentrate and do your job." ”

This guy is still so serious, obviously his throat moved just now. Andrea shook her head to herself, turning her attention back to the direction of Tachira.

As the First Army shifted from defensive to offensive, the Einsatzgruppen team also left the camp as planned, bypassing the ruins of Tachira and lurking in a wooded area on the western side of the supply line. Unable to determine the intentions and timing of the Demon Slayer's retreat, they could only wait patiently here for the opportunity to come.

Although it is not difficult for the witches to survive in the wild, considering that there are still dinosaurs in the air, there is no fire to roast game, not even a tent to protect from the sun and rain. Every night, everyone slept on the tree wrapped in a thick cloth, and when they were hungry, they would nibble on two wheat cakes, and naturally they would not feel well.

To be honest, when she heard Maggie's words just now, she also suddenly felt a strong longing for Wudong. When she first followed Tilly from Sleepy Island to Neverwinter, she thought it would be just another new place to stay, and that the so-called "Witch Home" was just a boast of the ruler, and if Tilly decided to leave one day, she would not hesitate to go with her. But now when faced with this problem, Andrea is not too sure......

The soft bed, the variety of delicious food, the automatic flow of hot and cold water, and the heating that can be barefoot in winter - even if she was a member of the Quinn aristocracy, she has never enjoyed such a comfortable life. It wasn't just a luxury piled up by the golden dragon, but it was full of sophistication and chic from beginning to end, and the thought of saying goodbye to them made her find it a little difficult for her to make a choice.

Luckily, Tilly and Roland get along well, so she doesn't have to worry about what to do for the time being.

When the demon slayer is eliminated, he must ask His Majesty Roland to treat himself, Andrea thought to herself.

The ideal outcome is that the target is stuck to Tachira and is bombarded to pieces by artillery, secondly, when they escape, they are completely unaware of the existence of the ambush team and are killed by a divine penalty bullet in the air, and the second is that the opponent has already noticed that they have the ability to accurately block from a distance, and uses flying close to the ground and constantly changing direction to evade, so that they can only rely on the Seagull to intercept.

However, she didn't have much confidence in the first two situations, and during the night battle five days ago, the Demon Slayer had approached from Taqira to the top of the position, but it had maintained an irregular movement throughout the whole process, and she had never been able to find a chance to make a move. Is this a coincidence, or is it deliberately guarding itself?

"Whoa, whoa——————————"

Suddenly, a strange scream reached everyone's ears.

"What's going on?" Ash asked.

"A cannonball hit the giant skeleton!" Sylvie exclaimed, "and it had a big hole in its back, and oh my god, that thing...... Howling!"

"Can it feel pain? Just looking at the appearance, I thought it was just a dead thing with an empty shelf. ”

"The place where it was hit was spewing red mist, as if it was ...... Blood is the same. Sylvie looked solemnly to the southeast, "The Demon Slayer has also been dispatched, and it is rushing towards our position. ”

"Hopefully someone can take it out with one shot. Andrea said.

"Wait...... No, the Demon Slayer flew halfway and turned back!" Sylvie frowned after observing for a moment, "What's going on? The skeleton seems to be retreating! There is a devil trying to stop the skeleton, but it is trampled into meat sauce - the ruins are already in chaos, they are ......"

It was a long time before she said in an uncertain tone, "The devil is killing each other?"

Andrea and Ash looked at each other, and in every way they looked at it, it was a sign of defeat - could it be that the enemy finally couldn't bear the pressure and completely lost the will to fight?

It didn't take long for Sylvie to confirm this idea.

"The Demon Slayer has fled Tachira!"