After Milanla and the other three returned to the camp, they had been waiting for the other two to return.

But by dawn, the other two were still nowhere to be seen.

Lu Qiao sighed, "They probably aren't coming back."

Parado walked to a tree, placed his right hand over his heart, closed his eyes, seemingly mourning for his tribesmen.

The two elves who didn't return were from his tribe.

Parado didn't blame Milanla and the others, as he knew the situation inside was completely uncontrollable.

It was already quite a feat that four of them managed to return; he couldn't ask for more.

"There are many altars in the Lime Mountain Range, and each altar is guarded by a wizard. Various demons are also scattered throughout the mountains in great numbers," Milanla reported the intelligence information she had gathered.

Lu Qiao nodded, "Mm, you being able to destroy an altar is quite an achievement. With one less altar, over time, there will be far fewer demons."

They hadn't slept all night, discussing their subsequent plans.

At that moment, a soldier rushed into the tent in a panic, "Commander, sir, no...something's not right!"

Tyrion frowned, "What could be so urgent!"

Recently, with so many issues weighing on him, Tyrion was under immense pressure and extremely agitated.

Seeing his soldier so panicked only fueled his anger.

The soldier, disregarding this, frantically said, "The demons have mobilized! The demons from inside the Lime Mountain Range have emerged!"

"What!" Tyrion sat up abruptly.

Lu Qiao immediately turned his head, asking, "You said the demons from the Lime Mountain Range have come out? How many of them?"

"At least ten thousand! There's no end in sight!" the soldier replied, his voice tinged with a quiver.

Having never seen a demon in his life, he was now utterly overwhelmed by the raging tide of a demon army.

Lu Qiao was also somewhat taken aback.

In their estimation, these wizards wouldn't strike so soon; they would summon as many demons as they could.

If they weren't to disrupt the summoning process, those wizards would undoubtedly just cultivate quietly.

No one expected the demon horde from the Lime Mountain Range to launch such a massive operation at this time.

The situation was entirely unexpected and caught them off guard.

Unexpectedly, it was Tyrion who reacted first. He said solemnly, "Order Officer, immediately give the order for the entire army to prepare for battle! Bring over all the military equipment; this battle can only be won, not lost! Behind us is Oberstein, is the Noen Kingdom!"

The Order Officer quickly went to deliver the command, and the fifty thousand border troops sprang into action, arranging the defensive line in an orderly fashion.

Lu Qiao said solemnly, "We must also join the battle; we cannot let too many soldiers die or get injured. Otherwise, we won't be able to hold on just by ourselves."

The numbers of their Elf Race were too few; the main defensive force must rely on these fifty thousand border soldiers.

Lu Qiao and the others immediately set out, with over sixty elves spread throughout the defensive line.

Their tasks were twofold; one was to kill the approaching demons, the other was to minimize the casualties of these soldiers as much as possible, to save their lives as much as possible.

Between the border camp and the Lime Mountain Range lay an open plain area, with almost no impediments except for a few small woods.

As the demon army charged, countless soldiers were already prepared for battle on this side.

"Release arrows!"

The commander ordered to fire arrows immediately as the demon army entered range.

Wave after wave of arrows flew out, drawing a graceful arc in the sky before falling.

Countless arrows rained down on the demon army, quickly hitting many of the demons.

Some demons lost their balance after getting hit and fell to the ground.

Before they could get back up, they were stampeded by the incoming wave of demons from behind.

Soon, the ground was matted with a mess of blood and flesh.

Some demons had arrows stuck in their backs, but since the arrows didn't hit vital areas, they only suffered flesh wounds and continued charging forward at a rapid pace.

The rain of arrows never ceased, constantly falling down.

Continuously, demons were struck by arrows.

However, overall, the progress of the demon army wasn't significantly hindered; they were still rapidly closing in on the border troops' defensive line.

By this time, some flying demons had already reached the front lines of the border troops.

Some bat-like demons flew to a certain distance and then opened their mouths to spit out streams of green slime.

When the slime landed on some soldiers, the armor they were wearing was quickly corroded, emitting white smoke.

Due to the armor not being entirely seamless, there were always some places uncovered by the armor, and there were also gaps at various connection points.

The slime penetrated through these gaps and uncovered areas, making contact with the soldiers' skin.

The moment of contact, the soldiers fell to the ground, rolling and screaming in agony.

They kept clawing at the corroded areas where an itching and painful sensation emanated.

He desperately wanted to peel off the flesh and blood in that area, as if doing so could alleviate his pain.

However, the corroded areas' flesh and blood were already fragile.

With a single scratch, the soldier easily tore through his skin, releasing a green liquid from the bloody wound, intensifying the pain.

Some soldiers reacted quickly, promptly using their shields to block the slime.

The shields immediately began to emit white smoke, and even the sturdy shields were corroded into large pits.

The archers instantly aimed at these flying demons, and a dense barrage of arrows was shot towards them.

These flying demons were fast, but the density of arrows was too high, leaving some areas unavoidable.

Some flying demons were directly shot into pincushions by the arrows and fell to the ground.

The moment they landed, countless swords and blades fell upon them, hacking the flying demons into mush.

Upon seeing that demons could indeed be slain, the fear in many soldiers' hearts slightly subsided.

Very soon, the demon army was right in front of them.

A large number of demons began to engage in direct combat with the border troops, rushing at them relentlessly.

In the front lines of the defense, some soldiers held swords and slashed at these demons.

These demons were even stronger than they had imagined, with almost every demon possessing Knight Level strength.

Speed, power, constitution, all vastly superior to most soldiers.

Their only advantage was the armor they wore.

But these demons had no fear of death; even with a sword in their bellies, they'd try to bite your throat with their last breath.

Every demon fought desperately, attacking without a thought for defense, purely aggressively.

But most of these soldiers didn't possess such a fighting spirit.

After merely a single confrontation, there were already substantial casualties among the soldiers.

The demons also suffered heavy casualties, with most of those leading the charge falling soon after.

The pungent, sickly smell of blood rose, permeating the entire battlefield with an overpowering stench.

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