2647: Phantom! Sudden Strike (2)

Phantom! Sudden Strike (2)

More and more devils appeared on the wall, but the soldiers were unwilling to leave this wall and wanted to defend it to the death.0

A large number of soldiers created a barricade using their bodies to protect the artilleries and archer towers, so that the long-range supression could still be carried out.

As long as they could delay for one more moment, they could get the artillery and archers to do more damage to the devils.

Every minute and second in the war was won with blood and life.

Their ears were filled with the roaring of their struggling brothers. Stepping on the slate stained with the blood of their comrades, gunners forced themselves to ignore everything around them and shoot their targets as fast as possible.

Apart from Desert City, no cities that had confronted the devil army had suffered heavy losses, but without exception, by the time each city was destroyed, all the gunners were dead.

Everyone else could withdraw; only they couldn't.

Because only they could stop the swarming of the devil army. The artillery they had mastered was the most lethal weapon to the devils.

They would not leave their posts until they had taken their last breath.

The destruction of the city could not stop them. Only death could push them from their positions.

Long before the start of the war, all the gunners had already discussed this matter among themselves. Once they accepted the task, it would mean death, without exception.

Anyone in the city could retreat, but they could not.

And so, none of the gunners ran away. Their beliefs were imprinted in their souls.

Once the city was broken, they would also die. This was the responsibility of the gunners in Forsaken Land.

As long as they could fire one more artillery shell, they could kill at least ten devil soldiers. They were the key to this war of attrition.

With their flesh and blood, they would protect this land endlessly.

No matter how perfect Shen Yanxiao's plan for this war of attrition was, the war would still mercilessly take many lives.

More and more devils invaded the city. The City Lord knew it was time for them to retreat.

He looked up at the city wall, the besieged fort.

There was his son, who would die as a gunner. He knew, but he could do nothing to stop it.

He was a city lord. He belonged to the Forsaken Land, and his son also belonged to the same.

Once the army was withdrawn into the underground passage, that was when the soldiers stationed on the city wall would die, and the moment the entrance to the underground passage was closed, the whole city would be blown to rubble by gunpowder.

"Everyone…" The City Lord gritted his teeth and could not bear to say the word 'retreat'. He knew that once the word was uttered, he would also be announcing the death of his son.

"City Lord! There is a situation!"

The archers on the archer tower discovered something unusual on the battlefield.

In the army of millions of devils, suddenly there was a burst of chaos.

The Forsaken Land had been fighting a war of attrition with the devils. They almost never fought with the enemy outside the city, but within the originally calm devil army, there was a commotion all of a sudden. Chaos broke out from the front end of the camp.

Because the Forsaken Land had always taken a defensive stance, every time there was a war, the commander-in-chief of the devil army would always stand at the front of the camp to command the siege. Now the chaos in the devil army had surprised everyone.

Due to the distance being a little big, the archers on the archer tower had no way to find out what had happened to the devil army.

They could only see that the chaotic devil army began to move towards the front end of their own troops, and their attacks were not only aimed at the city. There seemed to be something to contain their attack.

This containment gave the alliance army in the city a little respite.

After the City Lord learned of the situation, he immediately organized the soldiers in the city to fight back against the devils on the wall.

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