The Succubus Queen had already returned, and Lynn knew the Demon Race's deployment.
So the charge began.
The Demon Race's resistance lay in one thing: they had so many troops.
Lynn was like the Head of State of the Third Reich, wiping out thousands, tens of thousands of Half-Orc beasts of an army.
But the enemy could keep mobilizing, mobilizing, mobilizing.
The sheer horror of it went without saying.
This had once been the Empire's daily reality.
Facing these Orcs, the Empire had always been the sort to hack until their arms went numb.
In the past, a single high-level fighter could easily turn the tide of battle.
After all, although some unarmored Half-Orcs stood over two meters tall, and some could reach three meters,
they could still be wiped out in droves by high-level fighters.
Because of this, Lynn had no choice but to launch Plan Number Two.
That was, advance in a straight line.
The various units had already grown into capable forces, and Lynn had gathered enough high-level fighters to support them.
They also knew the locations of the enemy's high-level fighters.
So they could simply advance in a straight line!
This was no longer a matter of tactical or strategic superiority, but industrial superiority!
This industrial superiority came from an entire era. It was the crushing advantage of one age over another!
A gun in a child's hands had the same firepower as one in the hands of a grown man.
The rear was constantly expanding its arms production. There was no shortage of bullets. Transport was a perennial headache, but this was the Northern Border!
There were plenty of beasts of burden!
Besides horses, they could also use mules.
Mages could build railways especially quickly, too.
His main force launched a diversionary war, attacking the