The first day of the demonic attack ended in failure, and the two sides of the war had mixed joys and sorrows. Aaron www.biquge.info praised the soldiers, and the soldiers who were injured by the stones were treated. Soldiers on duty at night monitored the enemy's movements on the one hand, and repaired the walls damaged during the day overnight. At the same time, Aaron hurriedly brought another fifty old artillery batteries to the tower.

Today it is just barely able to withstand the enemy's attack, but what about tomorrow?

Gibraltar City's defensive pressure is still high.

Now Aaron pinned almost all his hopes on the elves and the new artillery. According to the news from the rear, a batch of artillery is already on the way, and it will reach Gibradore as soon as tomorrow, still a hundred. Based on today's situation, Aaron decided to place sixty of these guns in Gibrato. The elves had already set out, and it was said that they had just landed in Seghat, so that even if they traveled day and night, it would take them two days to reach Gibraltar.

This means that they will have to hold out for a long time.

On the other hand, as the commander of the demons, Nigel did not mean to attack the city at night.

Angus's tragic death is a wake-up call for all the Great Demons, the other side is not a human race that is powerless to resist, on the contrary, the strength of the other party may really cause problems for them.

However, even so, after a short meeting, there were still a large number of demons who did not approve of a large-scale attack on Gibrato, and a very personal idea was that they did not want to have the two paladins taken by others after the hard work of attacking Gibrato. This other person is especially Nigel.

But fighting alone doesn't work, Angus has already paid for this method, and the price is life.

Eventually, after arguing for a while, the twelve-headed archdemon decided to send two teams to attack Gibradore tomorrow.

The two paladins were divided by two demon squads, and this result was the greatest concession they could make at this point.

In the early morning of the next day, two hundred demons were ready to go, and Bran and Jeffrey were the lucky ones. The two archdemons glanced triumphantly at the remaining ten archdemons, and then walked towards their men with their chests held high.

After counting the number of people and commanding their figures, two hundred demons rushed towards Gibradta.

After discovering the enemy, the soldiers at the head of Gibraltar immediately aimed their cannons at the head of the demon who was not afraid of death, and with the order of Les, one hundred and fifty cannons were fired together, and almost every shell could fall on the body of a demon.

Some demons moved forward, but others were hit by cannonballs, squatted on the ground, and after half a minute of slowing down, slowly stood up again. There are also a few demons who were hit in the head by the cannons, and after some struggle, eventually lay on the ground and never got up.

Bran and Jeffrey frowned slightly when they saw this. They now finally understand why Angus failed yesterday, such a fierce attack, every meter of movement forward, there is a great price.

Moreover, I don't know if it's because of the increase in the number of demons, or because the opponent's attack is more fierce than yesterday, Bran and Jeffrey always feel that today's demons have died more than yesterday.

After a few rounds of artillery fire, thirty or forty demons had already fallen to the ground.

What was even more terrifying was that on the opposite side of the city, there seemed to be two knights eyeing their team, each holding a bow and arrow in his hand.

Yesterday Angus is still fresh in their minds, and they don't want to be the next Angus.

Thinking of this, Bran and Geoffrey glanced at each other and decided to use the method that Angus had used yesterday to rush to the head of Gibraltar with speed.

The demon's forward speed suddenly increased, and Les and Chester immediately raised their vigilance. Chester hurriedly instructed his soldiers to speed up their movements and quickly reload the guns, while Les drew his bow and arrows and aimed his target at the forefront of Bran.

In some ways, demons are really much more honest than Terrans.

For example, the Great Demon is the leader of a group of demons, and they manifest the form of the Great Demon, and it is no longer possible to disguise it. This is not the case with the Terrans, even if a person dressed magnificently is likely to be a subordinate, and the real general is nearby as a soldier, watching the battle from this unique perspective.

The arrow departed from the string, and a straight trajectory flashed through the air. Bran, who was running wildly, suddenly felt a little unwell, and a stream of blood spurted out of his chest.

When it was decided to charge, Bran focused his attention on the city, so when Les took out his arrows, Bran was already on guard, but still a step slow. The arrow pierced through his chest, not only killing several demons behind him, but more importantly, Les's arrow almost made Bran lose his combat effectiveness for a short time.

"How's it going?" asked Jeffrey in a low voice.

Bran pressed his hands to the ground, blood flowing, beads of sweat running down his cheeks.

"You go first, I'm going to take a break, I'll be ...... It will be nice to wait a while, but you have to be careful, those paladins are really good. Bran looked up at Jeffrey, his face distorted with pain.

Geoffrey nodded, leaving Bran behind, and rushed towards Gibrto.

Today, the expressions of the remaining ten Great Demons are very different from yesterday. If one of the great demons can't resist the paladin's arrows, but the second one still can't dodge, it means that the paladin's strength has surpassed them. The expressions of each of the great demons were a little embarrassed, could they really not defeat the paladins alone?

They didn't want to believe it, so they all looked at Jeffrey.

Jeffrey may not have known that he was carrying such a heavy responsibility, but what happened to Bran reminded Jeffrey that he had to be more careful and careful, or he would be the next Bran.

Chester drew his arrow, filling the dwarf's deliberately crafted bow and arrow, and the arrow pointed at Geoffrey, who suddenly disappeared into the air after the bow sounded.

Jeffrey didn't dare to be careless, even though he didn't see the trajectory of the arrow, he still shifted to one side. Even though he had pushed his speed to the limit, he could already feel a tingling in his shoulder. The arrow grazed Jeffrey's arm, leaving a small wound in his arm as the air currents followed.

But the demon behind Jeffrey wasn't so lucky, and the arrow passed through his body and pinned him to the ground.

Chester was slightly surprised to see that the blow missed, and when he looked at Jeffrey again, his eyes became solemn. At this moment, Les, who was on the side, pulled out an arrow and aimed it at Jeffrey. (To be continued.) )