Two soldiers immediately approached the new enemy and fired the anti-demon grenade .
Two strands of smoke shot toward the gigantic Spider Demon from behind the bunk . They could not miss such a large target . Uncle Sang's heart leaped to his throat as he watched the trajectories of the two shells . For some reason, he had an undefined feeling that the thick armor the demon was wearing was not that easy to deal with .
He was right .
One grenade hit the target and was bounced off into the ground .
The other one hit the demon's front leg and exploded . Nevertheless, the demon was not stopped at all . On the contrary, it leaned a little forward and strode in their direction against the dust .
"Shot the body, you thickhead!" someone complained .
"Let me try!" Another soldier volunteered, who carried a box of shells and crept out of the trench .
Uncle Sang did not stop him, but he was not as optimistic as the others . Now he came to the realization why the new Spider Demon looked somewhat strange to him . Compared to the misshapen Spider Demon on the manual, this one looked more coordinated . The "armor" it was wearing was not made of random irregular-shaped stones but neat polygons . If those stones were connected, they could probably form a perfect trapezoid .
Also, its limbs swung on its side when it walked, which made it harder for the soldiers to shoot its torso or abdomen . No wonder the two previous shots had missed the target .
As Uncle Sang had expected, the next few shots did not stop the Spider Demon either . The demon almost automatically curled up the moment the soldiers fired .
In the meantime, Mad Demons appeared again in the rupture created by the Spider Demon .
"Damn it . Can't those guys be more serious?" a machine gunner complained as he adjusted the muzzle .
"Enough!" Uncle Sang yelled briskly . "Retreat to the second defensive line and abandon this area . Prepare to ignite the explosives . "
"But . . . "
"Shut up," Uncle Sang hollered . "If the demons besiege us from the side, we'll be stuck here!"
Horns trumpeted across the battlement . Nail's team retreated to the port according to the training procedure . The refugees panicked as the monster slowly approached them .
The soldier responsible for igniting the explosives connected the detonating cord to the motor and set the motor in motion . "Captain, we're ready!"
"Very well . Let them have a taste of the explosives," Uncle Sang said as he stared at the monster that clashed in every direction and motioned . "Just a moment . . . now!"
As the soldier pressed the lever, there was a huge roar . In an instant, the ground beneath started to quaver . The air was impregnated with smoke and dust .
Some explosives had been buried underneath the Spider Demon . The Spider Demon was thus sent flying into the air, and its stone armor became a huge burden . Its joints snapped under the impact . By the time it fell, it had been completely immobilized . Limped and seriously injured, it collapsed to the ground .
Someone in the battlement whistled .
Before they could take a break, another bang occurred in the east of the dock .
Another Spider Demon emerged on the battlefield .
Uncle Sang was glad that he had made the right decision .
He had a vague feeling that the attack of the demons this time might be very different from the previous attacks, Apparently, the demons intended to besiege and eliminate them . The fact that the scouts did not come back in time indicated that the demons had cut their retreat . Had he been hesitant a moment ago, the machine gun squads would have failed to retreat . Although the First Army had now abandoned their stronghold in the alley, they could still rely on four Mark I HMGs to repulse the Mad Demons .
However, this did not mean that the crisis had been resolved . They never knew how many Spider Demons there would be . If there were two more . . . no, one more Spider Demon, they could hardly hold onto the battlement . What was worse was that many refugees were waiting for the departure at the dock . If the battle sparked panic among them, the whole situation would get out of hand . They would not only be unable to save these people but would fail to board the ships as well .
After the smoke dissipated, the demons stepped forward onto the field where the explosion had just taken place .
Numerous gun shots rented the air .
"Boom!"
While Uncle Sang was worried about what step he should take next, he suddenly heard a familiar roar behind him . Immediately, he knew where that sound came from . This was the sound of the 152-caliber Longsong Cannon that the First Army was most familiar with!
There should not have been any artillery here .
Uncle Sang turned around in dismay and saw an iron ship slowly dock . The cannon parallel to the deck was directly aiming at the defensive line .
"That's . . . the 'Roland'!" a soldier, who recognized the iron ship at once, exclaimed .
"Didn't they leave already?"
"Who cares? We have support!"
"Long live the king! Kill those filthy monsters!"
Shells brushed past the soldiers and landed on the battlefield in succession . Around 10 meters away from the trench, smoke and dust permeated the air . Some shells hit the sandbags before the trench and exhaled a rain of sand and earth that showered down at the soldiers . The soldiers would have loathed the Artillery Battalion with the most venomous words had it occurred in the past . However, now, everyone appreciated their help . The roar of the Longsong Cannon became the most beautiful music they had ever heard .
Had Nail not abandoned them but been awaiting this moment all along?
Uncle Sang noticed that some refugees, under the guidance of the soldiers, boarded the "Roland" . Most of the refugees got on the ship .
He did not know what Nail had said to the management team, but evidently, this was a good opportunity for them to withdraw .
"Everyone, listen . We have to go to the dock," Uncle Sang yelled . "One by one . Don't fall behind! Once everyone leaves, the explosion unit should ignite the rest of the explosives!"
Soon, the order was delivered and spread out throughout the whole trench .
They started their final retreat .
Although quite reluctant, they had to leave the Mark I type HMG and the rest of the ammunition behind . This was the king's order . Personal safety took precedence over weapons, for soldiers could always create new weapons .
The troop thus entered the dock area, and the demons, in the meantime, also took the second defensive line against the gunfire .
But no sooner had the demons snatched their victory than an earsplitting roar shook them .
Thousands of kilograms of explosives sent the Mad Demons into the air .
In the aftermath of the magnificent explosion, the "Roland" whistled and departed from the ravaged Northernmost Port at a full speed .
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