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Chapter 269 Counterattack! Use the Great Xia's artillery fire to blast the demons into dust!
Amidst the roar of artillery fire, the falling meteors possessed a kind of beauty in death.
They trailed crimson flames as they fell continuously into the demon army.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!"
Each loud bang represented dozens of demons being forcibly wiped off the earth.
Inside the valley basin, a one-armed minotaur, who had just rammed a bone monster to save its cubs, stared blankly at everything.
In his one remaining eye, bursts of destructive fire were reflected.
He saw that a fourth-tier heavily armored demon soldier, who had just been chasing him and making him look disheveled, was accurately hit by a "meteor".
The demonic soldier didn't even have time to scream or struggle before its sturdy armor and all its remaining black limbs were instantly reduced to countless flying fragments.
"God, is this your power...?"
He muttered to himself, and the nicked battle axe in his hand clattered to the ground.
Warwick's arrival was like a lightning bolt cleaving through the night.
The steel torrent he brought saved the collapsing edifice and rescued his people from peril!
"Awooo—!"
The ecstasy of surviving the orc's orcish life was mixed with disbelief and shock, and this was evident on the face of every orc.
At the summit, Warwick held the head of the sixth-tier demon commander, his crimson eyes sweeping over the routed demon army below, his voice like a chilling wind blowing from the depths of hell.
"All troops, no reservations, attack!"
"Crush them!!"
"roar!!"
Thousands of orcs returning from their expedition roared deafeningly.
Hundreds of tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, and assault guns reached their optimal firing positions without the roar of engines!
Meanwhile, hundreds of orcs, carrying ammunition boxes, heavy machine guns, and rocket launchers, swooped down from the mountaintop.
They would occasionally fire upon the demon army below the mountain.
By the light of the moon and the flashes of gunfire, the old chieftain in the valley finally saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figures on the mountain.
They really were his people!
It really is Warwick and the others who are back!
Seeing the earth-shattering "divine punishment" and feeling the earth tremble under the bombardment, the old patriarch was so excited that he trembled all over.
He bent down, quickly picked up the giant axe from the ground, and roared at all the surviving members of his tribe.
"Our people are back! Warwick and the others are back!"
"The entire clan launches a counterattack!!!"
"kill--!"
The hope that burst forth from despair was transformed into the most primal killing intent.
The warriors of the tribe, together with the unstoppable torrent of steel outside, launched a counterattack against the demons!
The orcs were in high spirits, while the demons were blasted into a panic.
After several hundred orcs armed with modern weapons joined the tribesmen, an even more exhilarating massacre began.
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"
The bear-man warrior Hogg, carrying a six-barreled Gatling gun, stood atop an infantry fighting vehicle and pulled the trigger at the dense horde of demons ahead.
The rotating barrel spewed out crimson flames of death, and the bullets formed visible streaks of fire.
The dozens of inferior demons at the forefront seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, and were instantly smashed into blood and flesh fragments that flew everywhere!
A blind old bear-man's ears twitched violently as he heard the unprecedented, continuous cracking sounds.
A young member of his tribesman beside him described the scene to him in a trembling voice:
"Hogg... he was holding a fire-breathing iron pipe, just standing there, and all the demons in front of him... were shattered!"
"They're all broken!"
The blind old bear-man's hand holding the iron spear trembled.
Broken?
He had fought his whole life, and it took him all his strength to pierce the armor of a demon soldier. Now, he only needed to stand still.
"boom!"
Alistar, the Minotaur, carrying a personal rocket launcher, aimed at a fourth-tier demonic giant rhinoceros that was trying to organize a resistance, and pulled the trigger.
A rocket, trailing a plume of flame, precisely pierced the gaping maw of the giant rhinoceros.
The next second, the giant rhinoceros's entire head exploded, and its massive body convulsed and collapsed.
One of the one-armed minotaur warriors stared so hard his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
That's a demonized giant rhinoceros!
It's tough and requires the cooperation of a dozen skilled fighters, and it takes a certain price to take it down!
That's it...gone?
"Open fire! Blow up all you damned demons!"
Annie, the cat-girl, sat inside the tank and used the intelligent assistance system to lock onto a fourth-tier demon soldier that was resisting in the distance.
She pressed the red button hard.
"boom!"
The shell was fired and roared away.
The fourth-tier demonic soldier was instantly blasted into pieces.
Annie stared at the burst of firelight on the screen, wiped away the tears that had unknowingly streamed down her face, and quickly searched for her next target.
Heavy machine guns, Gatling guns, rocket launchers, tank guns, self-propelled mortars...
At this moment, these war machines from the Great Xia Dynasty showed all the surviving orcs what "dimensional reduction attack" meant.
This is no longer a battle.
This was a one-sided, highly efficient industrial massacre!
On the other side, Warwick reunited with Talos, the seventh-tier minotaur chieftain, and Ursok, the bear-man who had entered a berserk state.
Three seventh-tier powerhouses formed a triangular formation, tightly surrounding the arrogant seventh-tier demon leader.
The demon leader was afraid.
It watched its army fall like harvested wheat, and was utterly shocked by the steel monsters it had never seen before.
It didn't have time to think about what those were; it had no chance of winning against the three opponents in front of it!
It wanted to escape!
"Want to leave now? Too late!"
Warwick let out a sinister laugh and moved with incredible speed, punching the demon leader in the back.
As it flew backward, Talos's giant hammer followed closely behind, roaring as it slammed into its arm.
Ursoc's ferocious giant axe swung relentlessly, finding an opportunity to cleave its head open.
Just as the seventh-tier demon leader roared in anger and was about to fight to the death, a sixth-tier demon flew over and blocked his way.
It hesitated for a moment, then seized the fleeting opportunity given to it by its subordinates and fled without looking back.
"Damn it!" Warwick roared.
"Chase!!"
The mountains receded rapidly beneath our feet.
Warwick, Talos, and Usok were locked in a fierce pursuit of the seventh-tier demon commander who was fleeing madly ahead.
The demon leader was incredibly fast and moved with unpredictable movements. Warwick's claws grazed its afterimages several times, but always missed by the slightest margin.
The chase has been going on for more than ten minutes.
They traveled through mountains stretching for dozens of kilometers, but the aura of the demon leader did not weaken; instead, it became even more composed.
Among races of the same rank, the demon race's strength and endurance are indeed far superior to other races.
"Roar...ho..."
A series of heavy, labored breaths, like those of a broken bellows, came from Ursok's throat.
The crimson light emanating from his berserk state began to flicker erratically.
His speed slowed down.
The aftereffects of the berserk state have begun.
The flight speed dropped rapidly.
Warwick sensed something was wrong with him and stopped mid-air.
Turning his head, he saw Ursoc's pained expression, and then looked at the aura that was almost disappearing into the horizon in the distance, and struggled with his thoughts.
Chase?
Or should we not pursue it?