After Damian killed Zeldris, the captain of the demons received the news.
At that moment, Galand realized that his strategy of blowing up the Thunder Mountains while Zeldris kept Damian occupied had failed.
Even though the demon army had penetrated the humans' defense lines numerous times, facing the paladins' reinforcements, even if Zeldris killed Damian, the idea of penetrating the rear of human territory would be futile since they would be killed before they could conquer territory as before.
Galand was a veteran commander of demons, capable of leading them, but without a strong leader on the front lines, they would be crushed.
After the demons changed their strategy, they were quickly discovered by human scouts. Now that humans had magical hot air balloons and griffon cavalry, even if they couldn't suppress soldiers in the air, the humans wouldn't be naive.
After discovering the demons' movements, Damian immediately ordered Thoros to lead troops to reinforce the swamp basin and join the defenders to stop the demons.
As for the garrison duty in Trost County, it had to be left to the Night Guard soldiers for the time being.
When Galand unified all the demons, there was now a single army at the forefront of the invasion line.
In the northern area of the central military station, a gigantic legion of demons had established a camp and built large defenses. This army was firmly focused on attacking the great wall.
As a result, the humans sent several legions of troops who were just waiting to destroy the demons.
In the swamp basin area, Galand led an army of demons.
Damian stood on the wall of the military station, looking at the demons' camp. Hours ago, he had eliminated Zeldris, so now he was planning to wipe out the nearby demons to end the war.
But this morning, a dense fog fell, and the soldiers in the human territory organized an orderly attack formation.
The march in the mountains was relatively quiet. The vegetation had not yet sprouted, migratory birds had not returned, and the beasts that hibernated were waking up.
Damian descended from the city wall due to the low visibility, only being able to hear the sound of footsteps.
The fog was so thick that soldiers could only see seven to eight meters ahead. Marching in such an environment was not an easy task.
There seemed to be a monster hiding somewhere in the thick fog, and an indescribable unease gripped their hearts. If they couldn't hear the footsteps and breathing of their comrades, the soldiers would have screamed to dispel the fear in their hearts.
Marching in thick fog is more difficult than marching in the dead of night. Only soldiers with strong organizational skills can rush and march in dense fog.
Damian was not a person who feared death. In his early years, he traveled through this ignorant and barbaric world, seeing too much blood from his fallen comrades, which greatly affected Damian's mind.
Battle after battle and scar after scar tempered Damian's will and spirit, gradually making him a true man of the north and the current Emperor of humanity.
This time, taking advantage of the dense fog to attack the demons, Damian once again took the lead, leading carefully selected soldiers as the first echelon of the attack.
Although the thick fog covered the stealth attack and made the humans' surprise attack unexpected, it suppressed the power of long-range attacks. Whether it was a catapult or an arrow, it was difficult to aim at the demons in the dense fog.
In this surprise attack, they could only use their deficiencies to attack the enemy's fortresses and defeat the demons in close combat.
Seeing that the first brigade was already in position, Damian suddenly shouted and threw the alchemy bomb in his hand into the demons' camp.
Thousands of alchemy bombs exploded in the demons' camp. Light, fire, and thick smoke pierced through the dense fog. In an instant, there were great casualties in the demons' camp, and screams were heard.
The demon commander, Galand, was a veteran general. When he saw the thick fog rising, he anticipated that humans might attack the camp. He had already given the order in advance, and the two brigades of demons stationed in the front camp had made preparations, wearing clothes and armor to prevent human soldiers from raiding the camp.
But the demons once again underestimated the firepower of the commander, which this time was Luther. They never expected that the first group of soldiers would actually carry 6,000 alchemy bombs. They launched 3,000 in the first wave, overwhelming the demons with powerful firepower.
The two brigades of demons in the front were hit by alchemy bombs and suffered numerous casualties before meeting the enemy. Nearly 35,000 demons were killed or injured.
The demon army was well-informed and had never encountered such a terrifying scene.
"Soldiers, the opportunity to defeat the demons has arrived. We are the sons of the north; once we eliminate the demons in this camp, we will launch an attack on the Demon King's castle. Follow the banner of the Magical Emperor and kill all the demons."
After the brief battlefield mobilization, Damian suddenly waved the magic sword and was the first to launch a charge.
In the thick fog, the soldiers' magnificent archery skills were useless, but the spear formations knocked down the demons on the front line. He easily jumped and crossed the seven- to eight-meter trench. The long sword in his hand cut and killed the soldiers blocking the front.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Ahhhhh!"
A soldier who was split in half by a demon's attack only thought, "The night has come; now my watch begins. It will not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no land, and father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory."
Damian summoned his most powerful puppets, and they plunged into the demon ranks, wreaking havoc.
"Luther, take the head of the demon commander."
"Yes, my lord."