Inside the command center, everyone stared at the main screen.
On-screen, a dark mass of Demon Clan troops poured over the horizon.
More than a hundred and forty thousand.
Lesser Demons led the way, with Hellhounds close behind, followed by Corroders, Heavy Armor Demon Soldiers, and Siege Behemoths, their footsteps shaking the earth.
In the sky, Winged Demons and Gargoyles beat their wings, filling the view with shadows.
The five Sixth-Rank Commanders at the head stood out most.
Five meters tall, their black scales reflected the sunlight, and the Demonic Energy around their bodies warped the air.
"Eighty kilometers from our forces."
A staff officer reported quickly.
Long Zhan glanced at the screen.
"Rocket artillery units, prepare for a saturation strike."
"Yes, sir!"
On the outskirts of the Fief, a hundred and twenty Box-Type Rocket Artillery Vehicles stood in neat rows.
Honeycomb rocket pods rose on the backs of the vehicles.
Each vehicle carried forty rockets, the coatings on their warheads gleaming metallically in the sunlight.
"Targets locked."
"Firing data set."
"Rocket artillery units ready!"
Long Zhan watched the Demon Clan army drawing closer on the screen.
"Saturation strike. Cover their vanguard."
"Fire."
Whoosh!
The first rocket ignited.
Exhaust flames gushed out, and the launcher shook violently.
Then came the second, the third...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sounds of rockets tearing through the air were piercing.
Over a hundred rocket artillery vehicles opened fire simultaneously.
Trailing long streaks of smoke behind their white exhaust flames, the rockets climbed into the sky.
Fire instantly lit up the sky.
White trails crisscrossed, obscuring half the sky.
Inside the command center, Lin Mo stared at the screen and asked curiously,
"General Long, how much area can this salvo cover?"
Long Zhan said evenly:
"Four thousand eight hundred rockets, covering a radius of three