The direction of the Demon Race's attack just now had confirmed Long Haochen's thoughts. At this moment, the demon army had no intention of bombarding the interior of Imperial Dragon Pass. Instead, it shelled the walls, seeking to blast humanity's strongest barrier to pieces.
Once his suspicions were confirmed, unease crept into Long Haochen's heart. He immediately realized how vulnerable Imperial Dragon Pass was to the shells the Demon Race was firing now.
After all, if the demons kept up this offensive, no matter how sturdy Imperial Dragon Pass's walls were, as long as the war dragged on and the demons could sustain these attacks, the pass would inevitably be blasted down.
When that happened, Imperial Dragon Pass would be thrown wide open. They would have to either retreat and establish a defensive line beyond the range of the demon positions, or hold Imperial Dragon Pass under the shells fired from those positions.
If even Imperial Dragon Pass was in this state, the other fortresses could only fare worse. Right now, the only method Long Haochen could think of to weaken the demons' attacks was to harass their positions.
But before Long Haochen could finish giving the order to harass them, another blaze appeared. Unlike before, countless Fixed Soul Cannon Shells split into two waves. One flew straight toward Long Haochen and the others, while the other skimmed along the ground.
Seeing how quickly the demons attacked again, everyone's expression grew troubled. This rate of attack had completely exceeded Long Haochen and the others' expectations.
Both Long Tianyin and Xiao Huo had seen the tremendous power and long range of those Soul Cannons, but neither had expected the interval between their attacks to be so short.
After all, the Magic Cannons inside Imperial Dragon Pass needed one to two minutes