No battle initiated by demons will have any structure. Here you will never wait for arrays, fronts, or even flags or drums. They are representatives of chaos, with boundless anger, representing the most complete enthusiasm for destruction in the universe. This enthusiasm drives them to attack, makes them feel fear, and will not have other plans for the future besides destruction.
At first, only sporadic demons wandered near the front line. When they saw the devil, they rushed up, and then either hit and died in a trap or were killed by weapons such as heavy crossbows. Then the demons would be angry, and the outbreak of anger made them attack, one after another and never give up. With the increasing scale of the attack, the demons would eventually form a terrible wave. Various demons would form an army under the enthusiasm of the destruction of the bottomless abyss. This army, except for the six-armed snake demon and the super-large rear of the high-level demons, were almost all suicide squads.
Looking out from the high cliff edge of the siege weapon camp, the demons covered the ground. Their attacking looked like a brush smearing chaos and black directly onto the land of hell, rough but very powerful. From the horizon to the front of the devil's defense line, about 1,500 meters, most of the space in Feich's vision was occupied by the demons.
He knocked on his legs, and there was a tremor that could not be stopped. This was a feeling of fear and excitement mixed together, and it was okay to be nervous and excited. When the dark army of demons collided on the devil's red front, he seemed to hear a loud noise of heavy hammers colliding with the golden bell in his heart. "Start the catapult, average speed!"
The steel alloy trencher began to operate, and the sudden effect of the gravity array made the hard arm feel overwhelmed. The projectile rose into the sky, crossed the defense line, and crashed into the enemy formation with an unstoppable momentum. Explosion, burning, and fragments flew in all directions like rain, flesh and blood were peeled off from the bones, and death spread.
"Recharge! Turn the rocker!" Feiqi shouted loudly: "Stay the rhythm! Do your own work well!"
The devil's army is a highly efficient killing machine organized with discipline, and its power is highlighted at the beginning of the battle. On the front line, the barbarian demon lays their machetes flattened and forms a terrible gun array, supporting the front line of the two sides with its rock-stable feet. The bone demon is located in the third row of the barbarian demon's front line, which is exactly the easiest place for its super long bone tail needle to exert. Each attack is as fast and powerful as a scorpion, and each attack adds the first row of fronts to create opportunities for the barbarian demon.
However, the most serious damage to the battlefield is not the barb demon and the bone demon, but the inferior demon. Their responsibilities are very simple: rush forward to deal with enemies that are dropped by the front row. Demons are evil creatures like devils, and evil is very tough and difficult to be killed by one or two attacks. When the inferior demons see the injured enemy, they are like hungry ghosts who see food, and they will rush up without hesitation. Their low and mud-like bodies can retreat from the barb demon, completely ignoring the possible tramplings, just to kill the injured as soon as possible and ensure the battle results.
When the current lines collided and began to stalemate, the numerical advantage of the demons would be offset at this moment. However, the next moment, the demons flew up. The soul-eating demon is the largest number of flying demons. They are monsters with sharp teeth in their mouths, scales all over their bodies, and bat wings on their backs. The end of the long arms are sharp claws, and the edges of the bat wings also have jagged bulges, which are very suitable for flying attacks. The devil is not showing any weakness. The bone demon takes off and fights them, leaving the ground battlefield to those barb demons, Babu demons, inferior demons, and cowards demons...
A bloody storm was happening in front of us, and in just a few minutes, thousands of deaths occurred. In the bloody battle, life was cut down like wheat straw under a sickle; human heads rolled down like sand that could not be held. Feiqi seemed to see a large combine harvester, with demons and devils at one end and death at the other end.
"Continue shooting!" Feiqi shouted twice at the beginning, but after half an hour he moved a chair and sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, and sat quietly for more than six hours. At the beginning, the excitement, tension, fear, and excitement were gone now, only bloody battles, simple war scenes. Killing and death were seen too much, becoming as normal as breathing, and could no longer cause too many emotional fluctuations. He just looked at the battlefield simply, listening to the mechanical sounds of the trenchers beside him, and feeling the rhythm of war formed by repeated repetition over and over again.
The battle continued, and after the passion was exhausted, then there was physical strength. No matter how strong the ability was, how exquisite the martial arts and magic were, they were crushed into pieces in front of the war mill. Feiqi saw the charge demons and saw them cutting off the heads of the enemy. This pleasure remained on his face when they turned into bloody heads in other people's hands. It was extremely ironic, but this was the truest side of the devil and the demon.
He turned his attention to the mercenaries, and what are the situations of those who come to participate in the bloody battle for wealth, strength, knowledge or other reasons - even love? Unlike the devil, they are not driven by the power of hell, so they do not have the reason for the death of the inferior demon and the barb demon. It is logically more flexible. However, the situation of the war never changes by personal will. It is not that they do not want to retreat slightly and regroup, but that they cannot retreat at all. The battlefield is too anxious, and they will be killed immediately if they turn back and retreat. The only way to live is to persist and win the war before they are exhausted. But there are demons calculated in millions on the opposite side, and there is also millions of demons behind them, moving forward, and there is no place to hide. This is like two continental plates colliding, or corpses are pushed up and piled up into mountains, or life is crushed down to form an abyss, and there is no other possibility.
"Enemy attack!" The sound of gong sounded in his ears, and the soul-eating demon broke through the defense line and flew towards the siege weapon camp. "Air defense crossbow, aim, wait... wait... shoot!" Feiqi sat on the chair and didn't move at all, because forty soul-eating demons were still within the ability of the air-eating crossbow, and he didn't need to take action at all. Casting spells consumed mana, and flying into the sky with melee may be accidentally injured, so a movement is worse than a quiet person.
Watching this bloody battle made Feiqi understand one thing: the war is cruel and ruthless, and its essence is consumption, persistence and timing, and nothing else. This is enough to make him a cold-blooded commander, and he is using Hawkeye meditation to find a fighter. There is a demon who is not far away, holding an endless quill pen and recording the results of their camp with red symbols. This time the siege weapon camp is too low-key and not noticeable. If it is normal, it is OK today, but the scale of the battle today is very large, and the "ordinary performance" is completely impossible to satisfy the horned demon commander who is commanding the war zone.
Two hours ago, a devil flew over and reminded Fitch, "The current record is too behind, and he wants..." The words behind it turned into rotten flesh like its body, and would not survive in hell again. Since then, the devil dared not fly over Fitch's head, nor did he dare to chatter around him, so as not to end. The battle seems to be protracted. Before the end, Fitch cannot lose the title of commander, and he has enough time to kill all the devils a hundred times. The devils in the entire camp do not know what Fitch is going to be. If he kept sitting like this and watching the battle, his fate would never be good.
A whole day has passed, and the location of the battlefield confrontation has changed many times. Now all the soldiers have to climb over the corpse, fight on the mountain of corpses, and then fall down to become part of it. The evil demons are working hard to transport corpses to clean up the battlefield, but the lack of quantity has made this work extremely slow.
The low-level demons and devils suffered serious losses, and the middle-level guys became the main force of the battle. Feiqi observed this phenomenon and stood up. He thought it was time to take action. "Tell the craftsman camp to wake up, the third level of the demon world cannon is ready. I'll go to the front line for a walk..."
The barbarian who heard the order nodded, then ran down the hill to inform Kazmuk. Feich spread his wings and flew into the battlefield, then disappeared into the air. The invisible spells cannot guarantee safety. There are many guys on both sides who can see through the invisible illusion, but this can at least avoid the attention of a large number of low-level enemies.
He cut from the side of the battlefield and did not participate in the fight at all, even if it was a record that was easy to obtain. He could cut off the enemy's head with just a wave of his sword, but the one or two spent on this could not be made up for it later. He would probably be caught up and surrounded, and it would be a loss.
Even if he tried his best to avoid fighting, he could not avoid being attacked by spells and being hit by weapons, and there were dozens of crazy vulture demons following him. The half-human and half-vulture twisted monster with speed comparable to the desire demon, and poisonous fungi were parasitized all over his body. Whether it was attacked or attacked, he would release corrosive spore clouds. Once they were approached, the result would be devastating.
Feiqi had no time to pay attention to those vulture demons, just to avoid too many directions in front of him. He flew at full speed and cast a spell to track the demon eyes along the way. This time his target was not a certain enemy, but some key places. Although the demon's army pushed forward in a chaotic way, it seemed irregular, but due to the limitations of the terrain, some relatively concentrated areas will always be formed. Wherever the low-level demon died earlier, the stronger demons will be more likely to appear in some places. Even if it is a representative of chaos, as long as the demon is still fighting at home in hell and has not conquered this place, then there will be regularity. Feiqi constructed an algorithm model called "the probability of demon appearance" based on observation.
According to the algorithm model, he arranged some tracking demon eyes. The demon eyes spell remains with the elemental turbulence spread on the battlefield, without any effect on the surroundings and is extremely inconspicuous. Look everywhere, there are thousands of corpses on the ground. Who would still pay attention to a dark red spell eye? Feiqi looked behind him and found that there were too many enemies chasing him, which had become a bit dangerous. So he immediately turned around and rushed back to the devil's front line, and then teleported back to the siege weapon camp several times.
While walking towards the devil cannon, he used hell to treat the wound. "What do you think! Get ready to face the enemy's offensive! The ammunition from the catapult machine is five times more than it is prepared, and then all the people transported to the air defense crossbow! Take action for me!"
Kazmuk was startled by Feich's shouts and quickly came to his senses. He saw Feich's wounds all over his body, and at the same time he saw that these wounds were recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, far beyond the self-healing speed of ordinary desire demons. He became more and more certain that "Commander Feich" was not an ordinary desire demon, and his various unique performances were more like high-level demons, such as the Horned Demon or even the Deep Demon. He bent down respectfully and said to Feich: "Sir, the devil cannon is ready."
"Show me the scroll." Feiqi stretched out his hand, and the fire dwarf presented a bloody scroll with both hands. "Is this the strongest flame spell in the warehouse?"
"Sir, Hell Flame is not only the strongest in the warehouse, but also the strongest in the open market." Kazmuk only dares to say that the open market is the strongest because he cannot know what the great devils have collected. "The people who know spells among the camp craftsmen have seen it, and they unanimously believe that this spell is very powerful. It calls on the power of the fire element plane to a certain extent, and then mixes the hell's disgust for the chaotic creatures, thus forming a flame that can continue to burn on the demons."
"I don't ask the opinions of those spellcasters, I'm asking you. As the leader of the craftsman, what do you think?"
"It will satisfy the adults." Kazmuk said quickly.
"Very good." Feiqi didn't raise his eyes when he spoke, staring at the scroll. Hell Flame's scroll, as an "attachment" of the devil's cannon, has been following the cannon to eat dust in the underground warehouse. Now he has finally waited for a user who knows spells. The devils will gain corresponding knowledge when they are born and upgraded, but they are not good mages. Moreover, before becoming a Devil's Demon, the Devil has no extra energy to use for spell research. The commanders of the siege weapon camps have always "attacked and rushed muscles", and only Feiqi is "spellow kite".
"This spell is good, but it can be improved. Since it can continue to burn the enemy to death, why pursue a sudden explosion? Wouldn't it be better to use this part of the runes to increase the spell area? Well, this is not difficult, and there is still time to modify it."
Feiqi did it when he thought of it, using the method of inserting runes to modify the spells. He used this method to mess up other people's spells, and the same method could also be used to improve the scroll at hand. As long as his spells are more efficient, the mana will naturally choose his new path and bypass the previous rune part. Feiqi was full of confidence, but the craftsmen were all worried when they saw this scene.
If a spell is not good, the spell may trigger a chain reaction of the devil's cannon. What if it explodes on the spot? The devil is not afraid of flames. The fire dwarf may be spared, but the others are not completely fire-proof! Kazmuk quietly made gestures behind him, signaling the craftsmen to stay away and use fire-proof equipment and spells. He could only stay with Feich honestly, waiting for the verdict of fate. After Feich installed the scroll, he soared into the air, suspended in the air, and used Hawkeye meditation to observe the changes in the battlefield situation from afar.
About half an hour later, Feiqi finally waited for the moment when the demons further strengthened their combat effectiveness on the front line. The six-armed snake demon appeared at the end of his sight as the commander, and before them, they were the core army composed of the pig-headed soul-judgement demon and the strong man-fighting demon. The one-on-one combat power of these two demons is stable to defeat the bone demon, which is comparable to the ice demon in front of the camp, and the soul-judgement demon is even slightly beyond that.
A guy who is weaker than these demons is not worth wasting firepower, and it is difficult to form effective killing if he is stronger than these. Therefore, it is now when it is most suitable for the siege weapon battalion to be used in bloody battles. Feiqi glanced at his position. Five times the stock of the projectiles next to the trencher had been completed, and the advance reserve of human resources was completed accordingly. It is indeed time.
"The second level preparation of the Demon Realm Cannon." Feiqi shouted: "Push up the slope and aim straight in the direction 144!"
The evil demons immediately rushed up and pushed and pulled together to move the devil cannon. The spell turned part was cancelled, and the sling was destroyed, so the devil cannon could only shoot directly. Feiqi asked the craftsmen to make slopes and brackets in the camp to push the devil cannon to the highest point of the camp, almost flush with the giant trencher. Then he set the position of the commander-in-chief of the PF war zone on the left to 0, and the fan-shaped expansion in front of him was 180 degrees, and 144 was the right front.
"Turn up the fire element gem, Kazmuk stayed, and left behind ten inferior demons to play odd jobs and one barb demon supervisor. Yes, get out of here, you will affect the accuracy of the spell and the power of the shooting!" Feiqi came to the back of the devil's cannon, looked at the direction of aiming, and reduced the mathematical ability of the inferior demons by another rating. But it doesn't matter, at least the muzzle is within the acceptable error range, and this time the weapon is guided.
"The Berserker is here. When I finish firing, I will immediately push the gun to my left. I will stop immediately if I say stop. Also, while firing the second shot, let the catapult come with five rounds of rapid fire. The target will be chosen by them, but first focus on taking care of the mercenaries on the demon, and it is best not to let anyone go."
Feiqi put his hands on the devil cannon, which was the largest magic weapon he had operated so far, and even the magic matrix was excited. "Although it was big and stupid, as long as the firepower was strong enough, it was good!"
As mana continues to be input, the runes on the cannon barrel emit obvious light. Runes that enhance the power of the spell are the brightest, and the second is to increase the range and attack range. The part that accounts for more than 60% of the unlit part makes the spell turn. No matter who makes this design for the devil, he may not be at ease. Let the spell form a parabola according to gravity. This stupid method consumes about 80% of the entire devil's cannon, far exceeding the mana reserve and recovery ability of ordinary devils, so the devil's cannon has completely turned it into a useless weapon. The spells fired have no entity and should be refracted like light, rather than a catapult projectile!
Chapter completed!