The Demon Race generals began discussing countermeasures.
Because if the ground army could not successfully scale the walls and tie down the defenders atop them, then the air force would become living targets.
The might of the Divine Bow Army and Flying Spear Army in the last battle remained vivid in their minds.
The sight from the battle against the Flying Vulture King—feathers and corpses drifting down from the sky—had already become the nightmare of the bird demons.
Every bird demon in the Eagle King Army knew that, at least at Taigu City, there would be no more grand dives.
The Bird Race had completely lost its ability to seize the initiative in this war.
Under the Eagle King's gloomy gaze, the Demon Race dispatched two forces at once.
One force was clad from head to toe in pitch-black armor, exposing only their eyes and essential parts.
The other wore dark-red robes, with waves of strange radiance rippling around them.
The Demon Race's two most terrifying armies: the Devil Armor Army and the Wizard Army.
The two armies advanced to the edge of the trebuchets' range and stopped.
The wizards chanted spells, and streaks of blood-red light descended upon the Devil Armor Army.
The Devil Armor Army's bodies visibly swelled by a full circle, their devil armor seeming to be embedded directly in their flesh.
Before long, the Devil Armor Army gave several loud cries and began their charge.
This batch of Devil Armor soldiers consisted entirely of agile wolf demons. While sprinting at high speed, they easily evaded most of the Explosive Talisman Vats' direct attacks.
Even when they were occasionally struck by the Explosive Talisman Vats' force, their devil armor blocked it with ease.
"Hold the line!"
"Hold the line!"
"Hold the line!"
The instant the Devil Armor