Chapter 1131: Torture of the will

"For Your Majesty the Demon King! For the Ailan Hill Empire! Go ahead!" Amidst the rumbling drums of war, a demon officer waved his sword in his hand and loudly encouraged his soldiers.

In fact, at this time, the drums of war were used to command the troops, which in itself was already a very backward method. It is a pity that the Demon Servants have never obtained any decent weapons and equipment, so they can only play according to the set of tactics they are familiar with.

However, in the face of the demon defending army that has collapsed, the servant army, a tactic that was already very backward, can still be used.

After all, this is a **** and cruel battle in which both sides compare badly to each other. It doesn't matter if you are bad, as long as your opponent is worse than yourself.

The demon garrison on the opposite side had no fighting power at this moment, and even their desire to fight had been exhausted.

Yesterday during the daytime, the two sides were fighting on the battlefield, and everyone still felt evenly matched, but the crazy slaughter last night had caused the demon defenders to lose their basic fighting confidence.

One night of unilateral killings brought the demon guards on the verge of collapse, and the courage they finally showed was wasted in the subsequent counterattack.

But when they fought back, they found that there was no human shadow in the position they lost last night.

There are only demon corpses on the ground that no one has dealt with yet! It's almost like hell, densely packed with corpses everywhere.

The picture in front of me was also the shock of the last night, making these demons who participated in the counterattack lose all their courage.

Then they had to face a new round of attack from the Demon Servants of the Ailan Hill Empire.

There was no rested demon guard at all, and at this moment, both mentally and physically, they had been completely defeated.

They were sleepy and tired, they didn't have enough troops, and they didn't have the will to resist. So confused, they ushered in a new battle in a state of insanity.

In front of them, the demon servants of the Ailan Hill Empire drew their long swords and chopped down the demon guards that were as few as wooden stakes to the ground.

In addition to screaming, these numb demon defenders did almost nothing, and the resistance was weak.

The demon defenders who fought back numbly retreated to the position where they started in the early morning, and then they were driven out of these positions, and they were defeated further in the neighborhood.

No matter how the officers of the demon garrison used their long swords to spur their men, these demon soldiers who had lost their heart to fight could no longer stop their disintegration.

"Long live the Ailan Hill Empire!" A demon soldier in armor smashed open the door in front of him, and the comrades behind him swarmed in with their swords.

Dozens of soldiers pushed each other into the building, and the demon soldiers inside also tried to resist with their weapons.

As a result, at the moment when the soldiers met, the soldiers of the demon servant army who were ready to take care of their work found that the opponent's reaction speed seemed to be a lot slower.

After all, without sleep one night, the consumption of physical energy is very huge. At the moment of hacking, the outcome will be decided.

Most of the demon defenders were already lying on the ground, but only a few soldiers of the demon servants were stabbed with long swords and fell down.

More soldiers from the Demon Servants rushed in and pulled the wounded companions out of the house, while other demon soldiers rushed in again.

Seeing more and more demon soldiers wearing armors, those demon guards with only leather armor or breastplates were finally pressed back into the various rooms in the building.

Without the unified command and the formation of shielding each other, these demon guards that were divided and surrounded immediately became a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

They were cleaned up house by house, and some demons even shouted surrender in despair.

It is a pity that no one paid attention to such shouts. The demon servants who had not received the order dared not take any prisoners at will. They could only carry a long sword and chop down the poor insects who were kneeling on the ground.

A demon officer pressed the long sword at his waist, stepped on the corpse spread out on the stairs, and stepped up to the second floor. The building originally had five floors, but because of the collapse, it now has only two floors. Ready to use.

The demon officer who climbed up the level looked contemptuously at the comrades who had become corpses at his feet, and seemed to care more about whether his shiny iron-clad boots were stained with black blood.

He carefully avoided the sticky blood and walked to a relatively cleaner room on the second floor.

Then, he stopped, turned his side, and tilted his head at the demon who looked like an adjutant who was following him, indicating that the other party was ready to work.

The demon hurried forward and unfolded the black eagle flag that had been prepared long ago out of the window.

With the breeze, the black flag spread out gently, and the eagle in the middle of the flag spread its wings, looking so mighty.

The demon soldiers who had been waiting downstairs caught the lower end of this flag. They used nails to ingot the two flag corners of the lower flag on the wall, their movements were clean and neat, and they were very skillful.

It only takes a glance to know that they often do this kind of work. After all, behind them, there are already several blocks of buildings or ruins, and the banner of the Ailan Hill Empire has been hung in this way.

"Boom boom boom..." The sound of war drums outside the house continued, and the neatly lined up of the Demon servants of the Ailan Hill Empire continued to advance along the street.

Every time a fork in the road is reached, these neat phalanxes will separate a team of soldiers to form another phalanx and advance along a new road.

All the buildings they passed by were to be hung with the banner of the Airanhill Empire. As these flags were hung more and more, the blocks controlled by the Ailanhill Empire became more and more.

The Battle of Witholens had only entered its second day, and the offensive seemed to have mastered the rhythm of victory. At this rate, within twenty days, the Ailan Hill Empire could occupy the city.

Of course, things are not so calculated, after all, there is still a difficult source of magic in this city, and those demons who obey him will not sit still.

They will fight to the end, and the Ailan Hill Empire also wants them to fight to the end. Because only if there is a victory or defeat, the subsequent things are easier to arrange, and those headaches are easier to solve.