Before the Lightning Wall.
The lizard army covered by white Light Shields continued advancing.
The conspicuous Heavy Tank Lizards mixed among the lizard horde kept emitting threatening snarls.
Eight.
That was the number the defenders on the city wall had to face.
Each lizard was as tall as a six-story building, already bordering on what could be called a "monster."
Although they were still much smaller than the monsters in certain Ultraman animations, the pressure they imposed on humanity was no less—if anything, it was even greater.
After all, this was reality.
There were no modern weapons in sufficient numbers.
Nor would a giant of light wielding a Divine Light descend from the heavens to save humanity from the flames.
Sixty City Cannons were Qinggang New City's only source of firepower! Once this wall was breached, everyone behind it would lose the ability to resist and be forced to flee.
"How many shells do we have left?"
With lizards snarling all around them, Commander Edmund instead became exceptionally calm.
He keenly noticed that the Light Shield's advance was somewhat strange. It stopped abruptly after expanding to within ten meters of the Lightning Wall.
Scattered advancing routes appeared, waiting for the Heavy Tank Lizards to come forward step by step from the rear.
"Six hundred and forty shells left!"
Sixty cannons and 640 shells meant ten full salvos.
Edmund memorized the number, then gritted his teeth and said, "Cease fire and await my orders!"
"What?"
The deputy commander responsible for relaying the order was startled.
Although the shells could not penetrate the Light Shield, did stopping the attack not amount to giving up resistance?
Once the Heavy Tank Lizards reached the city wall, even if the Light Shield vanished, the city gates would have trouble withstanding their assault.
And if the