Someone couldn't help swallowing. Like a key turning in Pandora's box, the sound of countless people swallowing suddenly rose all around them.
It was no surprise that quite a few people were feeling nervous.
On the northern side of Qiming Mountain, where Renard was stationed, the cannons began thundering first. Explosions rang in everyone's ears as countless imps were blown to pieces by shrapnel shells.
Soon after, the cannons began firing on the western and eastern sides as well.
It wasn't until the cannon fodder demons on the northern slope had charged halfway up the mountain that the sound of cannon fire came faintly from the south.
Watching the imps flap their wings and rapidly close in, Renard roared, "Let these damned creatures taste the power of the Explosive Arrows!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, arrows rained down in a swarm.
The crackling explosions came in such quick succession that it was like several strings of firecrackers going off at once.
The imps that had been lucky enough to break through the artillery's range suffered another crushing blow. Like wheat fields swept by a storm, they fell in swathes.
After those two waves of attacks, only a handful of imps made it to the mountaintop. Faced with the humans' sharp blades, all they could do was stretch out their necks and await slaughter.
Tens of thousands of cannon fodder demons had been wiped out, but Renard showed no sign of happiness. He knew this was only a probing attack.
At the foot of Qiming Mountain, in the dense forest.
Viscount Malgarni wore a smug expression, as though it were not his side that had just suffered heavy losses, but the humans across from him.
A Six-armed Snake Demon commander asked in confusion, "Noble Viscount Malgarni, our attack