Powell was following the wings of the demon army in the dark. He wanted to run away, but there were many aristocratic hard-core dog legs behind him staring at him. This clearly regarded him as cannon fodder.

The moment the demon army appeared, Powell knew that this battle in the North would not have a good end. Even if the nobles won in the end, they would definitely settle the blasphemy of the Buche family afterwards.

Powell didn't know which side he should hope to win. He just wanted to escape from a distance so as not to die. But what he could do was sigh, endure the stench of the demon side, and be careful not to kill himself by the trap set up outside the foggy fortress.

Traps, traps, traps everywhere.

Five hundred meters away from the thick fog fortress, the ground was almost impossible to move forward. The cowardly demon in front accidentally stepped on the tripping mine and killed three or five.

Or the front touches the mechanism, and a trap appears in the back, and more than a dozen or twenty cowards or even Flo demons fall into it. The devil is immune to damage such as flame toxin corrosion, but there are things specifically targeting them in the trap.

For example, the cannibal flowers transplanted in the Blood Flow Canyon were irrigated by demon blood in the early years, and are now used to devour the weak cowardly demons.

For example, a tank of exploded holy water, the Flo Demon will melt like a strong acid when it falls in, and the coward will disappear directly.

When encountering strange traps, the team of the demon army became more and more chaotic.

But the Brutal War Demon only carries the axe forward, and this kind of monster will not be able to control it once it wants to fight. It also forcibly controls the surrounding low-level demons to follow the battle, never stopping.

From the scene, landmines are constantly blowing up on the road ahead. Every time a group of cowardly demons can flee, and every time they are shouted back by the roar of the war demons.

These low-level demons will use dark magic, panic magic and mental control at will. But their messy formations are really unable to exert their only strength.

When it entered five hundred meters, a fierce shooting sounded from the trench fortifications in front of them. It was a dog-headed man riding a mechanical spider who was shooting a queuing gun.

Hanfeng City cannot produce a large number of efficient and non-toxic magic launchers used in flintlock rifles, but in a few months it also created and stocked up more than 100,000 gold bullets.

Arsey made fifty mechanical spiders, and Zhou Qingfeng brought two hundred carefully manufactured flintlock rifles. These guns used fixed-mounted Minie ammunition, with fast firing speed, high power and high accuracy. Their effective range reached 300 meters.

If the warhead hadn't deformed and broken during the launching process, Zhou Qingfeng would have wanted to slightly carve magic patterns on the top to enhance it. But even so, the warhead with a layer of pure gold plated with great power.

Zhou Qingfeng used only fifty kowtowers cavalry the last time, and now he has transferred out all the flintlock gunmen he trained. In addition to the kowtowers, there are also one hundred and fifty dwarves carrying magic guns to form multi-layer volley firepower.

When the demon attacked five hundred meters away from the fortress, he immediately faced waves of dense bomb rain. The last time the human wizard pulled a stone wall to resist the golden warhead, the demon now can only rely on his strong body to fight against it.

The first wave of bullets fired volleys, and the coward who acted as cannon fodder on the opposite side was in trouble. He encountered a sickle with the wheat ears in the field, and the brush was cut off.

The outer skin of the low-level demon is quite strong, which is equivalent to adding enchantment enhancement to defense. Ordinary swords are even difficult to cut, leaving only a white mark.

But now the pure gold warhead opened a bloody hole, creating a strong cavity effect. A small hole came into the room, and a large hole came out, taking away a large amount of broken bones and meat pieces.

The devil will die even if he suffers such a heavy blow.

It's a long distance, and death comes too suddenly.

The cowards who were shouting and pushing calmed down instead, staring at their fellow companions who were beaten to death on the ground. They are all projections of the body in the main material world. They do not really die after being killed, but the body will be severely damaged.

The cowards crowded together, and their poor thinking could not understand what kind of attack they were facing. After all, the attack came from more than two hundred meters away, which was far away from the legendary powerful.

In a daze, the second wave of gunfire sounded, and it was a scythe-harvested sweep. The rifled Minie ammunition is a huge improvement in hot weapons and guns. It takes into account both power and accuracy, making scattered shooting possible.

Two hundred magic flintlock rifles have a hit rate of about 50% within more than 200 meters. Excluding the warheads that hit the same target, a scatter can knock down fifty cowards in one scatter.

There was a Flo demon who was hit because of his tall body. This demon with vulture head and fine gray feathers was extremely irritable. After being shot, it became fierce, spread its wings and jumped up, and dived forward for more than ten meters.

The Fromo who rushed forward also used the "Teleport" and disappeared again the moment he landed, successfully avoiding the third wave of bullet rain. Then it used the "Teleport" many times to rush forward, and its figure quickly approached the trench where the dog-headed man was located.

The dog-killer is most afraid of melee combat. Their weak bodies cannot stop the demon's sharp teeth and claws. When the group is filled with fear, an old dog-killer who does not hold a gun stands at the front of the queue and shakes the totem staff in his hand.

"Don't be timid, death is not terrible." The old dog-headed man completely ignored the approaching Flomo. He only stood in front of the queue to stabilize his morale, and waited for the enemy to teleport in front of him indefinitely...

Totem staff lay flat and emitted a ray of light, "dimensional anchor."

The demon's teleportation was terminated by the Kowtower Warlock.

"Calling fire!" The officer of the dog-killer cavalry shouted loudly.

In an instant, fifty magic rifles aimed at the Flomo who was close at hand. The monster with the vulture head could cut off the head of the old dog-headed warlock at the front just after half a step forward.

But the dense gunfire sounded. Almost all the dozens of gold bullets hit Flomo's head and chest and other vital positions. His strong body could not withstand the bullet's shooting and was instantly smashed.

At the same time, the two berserk demons and more than twenty Flo demons in the demon army used teleportation techniques and rushed up quickly. They stared at their blood-red eyes, roared with a rough voice, and burst out with a strong desire to kill.

The old dog-headed man who was still standing still just now turned around and ran away. He shouted "retreat" and made way out of the front of the defense line. He quickly drilled into the underground passage with the other dog-headed cavalry. When they came out again, they were already on both sides of the trench.

After firing the fourth wave of ammunition, one hundred and fifty dwarf gunmen also walked out of the trenches and headed to other preset positions. Behind the dwarf gunmen, three dwarf "Defenders" brigades surged out of the trenches.

These honest warriors wore heavy armor, helmets, and entered the battlefield with heavy shields and warhammers. The gaps in their thick helmets revealed a calm and calm gaze - being able to fight against demons is a supreme glory for them.

This glory can be told to your descendants for the rest of your life when you drink and brag in the future!
Chapter completed!