“Well then, I’m off.” Agatha said solemnly.

“Let’s go,” Zoe’s face also showed a hint of a cold smile, “My sisters should have been waiting for a long time.”

Unlike the First Army, the commanders of the ancient witches are also powerful warriors. When the devils approach, they have no reason to retreat first.

“Ms. Agatha, Ms. Zoe…” Iron Axe suddenly stopped them.

“What else is there?”

“Although I probably shouldn’t be saying this, I think His Majesty must think so too,” he said solemnly, “Please protect yourselves, your survival is the greatest blow to the devils.”

“Heh, I won’t rest so easily until I’ve retaken Taqila,” Zoe glanced back at him, “Thank you for your kind words, mortal.”

“Don’t worry, I know what to do.” Agatha smiled and walked out of the tent.

The black shadows in the sky were already very obvious. Compared with the defense of Secondary Neverwinter City, the number of enemies had increased several times, and their flying speed was also much faster.

Before long, they approached the front line of the position.

The high-caliber machine gun squads in the front row opened fire one after another, and the dense gunfire quickly merged into one, but the effect was not obvious. Only four or five of the sixty-plus Terror Beasts were shot down, and the remaining devils further increased their altitude.

“Disgusting giant moths,” Zoe said irritably, “If they dared to land on the ground, I could tear them apart with my bare hands.”

During the era of the Union, the most effective means of dealing with such monsters were still combat witches with the ability to fly, and transcendents wearing flying magic stones. This is also one of the reasons why the ancient witches looked down on mortal armies. Without them to hold the line, just a few Terror Beasts could chase a large army into a rout.

“Why aren’t they throwing spears?” Agatha frowned, looking at the enemies who had already flown over the position.

However, the devils’ intentions were immediately revealed—they lowered their mounts’ heads one by one, and swooped down towards the rear of the defense line, which was where the artillery battalion was located!

The two looked at each other and ran towards the artillery position without hesitation.

…

Yuwan’s assigned position was right in the center of the position. Since repelling the invading devils last time, he had been promoted to squad leader for his outstanding performance. Although it wasn’t his first time dealing with these monsters, Yuwan couldn’t help but feel fear when he saw the dark mass of Terror Beasts pouncing towards him.

“S-Squad leader, aren’t we going to fire yet?” a teammate holding a belt of bullets stammered.

“They’ve approached within nine hundred meters!” The lookout also looked pale, his Adam’s apple constantly bobbing.

Everyone was afraid, he realized. Even the most daring person would feel genuine fear in the face of such bizarre enemies. That was why he needed to appear even more calm; otherwise, they would collapse even before the enemies attacked.

Thinking of this, Yuwan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and deliberately slowed down his speech, “Wait a little longer, we’ll fire when they’re within three hundred meters.”

Although the gunnery instructors claimed that the Mark I heavy machine gun had a killing range of over fifteen hundred meters, and the locking range of the sight was around a thousand meters, practical experience told him that it was only possible to hit the target at this distance if the Terror Beast was flying in a stable, straight line.

The most effective shooting method was to ignore the complicated sights on top of the gun, directly use the concentric circles to frame the opponent, and rely on feeling to estimate the lead.

If a whole box of bullets was fired without achieving any results, it would undoubtedly have an adverse effect on the squad’s morale.

He preferred to strike when he was confident.

However, that distance also meant that the enemy could launch a counterattack at any time.

He could only hope that the newly added shield in front of the machine gun was strong enough.

“They’re charging down!” the lookout screamed.

“Now!”

Yuwan suddenly pulled the trigger—he could almost see the bullets lined up, happily scattering into the sky, and then tearing the behemoth that crashed into it into pieces.

The Terror Beast at the front instantly turned into a cloud of red and blue mixed blood mist. At least a dozen bullets from different directions pierced its body. The Mad Demon sitting on its back wasn’t much better off. Its skull was completely blown open, and its lower limbs were directly broken into two pieces. When it fell, it was almost unrecognizable.

The enemy’s death caused the squad to erupt in cheers, and it also injected a warm current called courage into Yuwan’s heart. He raised the gun towards another Terror Beast in one go, and made it follow in the footsteps of the former after a few seconds.

Just as Yuwan was preparing to press on, the surroundings suddenly dimmed.

Above his head, there appeared a hazy curtain, blocking even the sunlight, and only allowing glimpses of flickering spots of light through its gaps—and when he saw the true face of the “curtain,” he felt his heart tighten.

“It’s throwing spears————!” He roared with all his strength, “Take cover!”

However, there was nowhere to hide from such a dense spear attack. All anyone could do was curl their heads and bodies under the gun shield. As for the exposed hands and feet, they could only rely on fate.

Yuwan hugged his teammate tightly, and was even prepared to be pierced through the heart by a bone spear.

But the expected impact didn’t come. He only felt a gust of wind pass over his head, and the sky returned to brightness.

“S-Squad leader! Look behind us!”

Someone exclaimed.

Yuwan turned his head, and his chest jumped violently—he saw that the artillery position behind him was in a mess. There was dust everywhere raised by the throwing spears. Some people were lying on the ground, their lives uncertain. He could hear the groans and cries for help from the wounded in the dense dust, and the six fortress guns had also fallen silent for a while.

“Gulped,” everyone couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

“What are you all gawking at!” Yuwan gritted his teeth and shouted, “Now get back to your positions and keep shooting!”

There were specialists responsible for both rescue and replacement. What he had to do now was to shoot down as many Terror Beasts as possible before the enemy launched a second wave of throwing spears.

This reprimand awakened the soldiers from their dreams, and the two high-caliber machine guns roared again.

And the devils obviously realized that relying on the low-efficiency bone spear attacks was not enough to completely disintegrate the opponent’s fighting will, so the Terror Beast group split into two batches. Half of them raised their altitude, waiting for the next attack, while the other half landed directly on the ground, intending to use their own strength advantage to directly defeat the opponent.

Just as a Mad Demon jumped down from a Terror Beast, it encountered a black-haired man.

A male human was not worth its attention at all. It drew the iron axe from its waist and casually chopped at him—

However, the other party blocked its chop with just one hand!

The Mad Demon couldn’t help but widen its eyes. Before it had time to think about why, it saw the other party point a bare iron pipe at itself.

Then there was a loud bang!

“His Majesty’s new weapon is indeed good,” Zoe released her hand, letting the devil with a large hole in its chest collapse to the ground, “If we had this thing four hundred years ago, Taqila might not have fallen, and the Three Chiefs wouldn’t have turned against each other in order to continue the bloodline.”

She walked to the lifeless devil, raised her foot, and crushed its head. Then she coldly looked at the next enemy, “But we are still alive, and we have come with the fire of revenge—now, it is your time to pay the price.”