Chapter 983: Battle for the Tower (18)

In defensive operations, although there are more classic cases for reference, human power sometimes has its limits, and demons are the same. Under conditions of extreme inequality, defensive battles are almost impossible to turn around, it's just a matter of how long they can drag on.

The gate was broken, but Batman was not panicked at all. Instead, he seemed to heave a sigh of relief because he knew that the next battle would be his turn.

General Fuxin originally didn't take this pacification operation to heart. In his view, those mining slaves simply couldn't have any power to resist. The gap between races was real. Those naturally weak miners couldn't make any waves.

But he didn't expect that this turn would last for two days and one night. General Fuxin was almost driven mad. He had just guaranteed to Your Majesty Belial that the team he brought could fight at any time and would definitely become the sharpest tip on the frontal battlefield. But in the blink of an eye, his own mine had an accident, and the elite soldiers he had carefully trained couldn't beat the miners???

General Fuxin could get the second-largest mine, which proved that he was not an incompetent person. He was clear that such an impossible thing suddenly happened, and there must be some key points he didn't know.

Therefore, he didn't rush to throw the commander into the magma, but reviewed this mountain attack battle from beginning to end, and then discovered that there was an expert on the opposite side.

As a general, Fuxin couldn't be ignorant of strategy and tactics. What is called a layman watches the excitement, and an expert watches the doorway. Just from the first two rounds of probing and attacking, Fuxin knew that the person on the opposite side must have fought in wars, and fought in hard wars.

He didn't know that Batman had obtained the answer in advance. In the war he referred to, almost all kinds of bad situations happened, and they didn't just happen once. The methods of response were all available, some were effective, some were ineffective, and some could be called miracles.

Batman only needed to summarize a little, and then carry out some localization, or even didn't need localization, because the physical strength of the demon miners, even if weak, was much stronger than humans.

What is called holding a hammer, everyone looks like a nail. Batman held the answer and was very disappointed with the level of the so-called demon elite.

Discovering that the level on the opposite side was not low, General Fuxin guessed that this might be a conspiracy of other demon lords. They sent people to secretly infiltrate the mine, just to provoke war, so that Belial's military equipment would have problems. The other side had sinister intentions.

Since this was the case, General Fuxin knew that he couldn't underestimate the enemy. The opposite side was very likely an old general who had experienced many battles like him. So, he took over the command power for the first time, and at this time, the demon soldiers had just broken into the mine.

After entering the mine, they were a bit confused. In front of them were more than a dozen forks, none of which had any defensive fortifications. The mining slaves who had been fierce before had all disappeared, and the entire mine tunnel was terrifyingly quiet.

After this situation was transmitted back to the command post, General Fuxin was also a bit confused. When he took over the mine, he got a map from his predecessor, but that was only a rough map of the entire mine.

The entire mine tunnel had been developed for thousands of years. There were not hundreds but dozens of generals who had taken over. Everyone dug where there was more ore, and didn't consider the route problem at all, so there was no specific map.

In general, no one had thought that the miners would riot, so they were very careless. The problem was thrown to Fuxin, and the best way he could think of was to find old miners to lead the way.

And very unfortunately, all the old miners who were most familiar with the Central Plaza were now in the Central Mine.

His previous behavior of driving all the miners into the mine to work was lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet. Otherwise, he could still find a few old miners in places like the dormitory. Now, he didn't even have a person to point the way.

Not knowing the route, he had to bite the bullet. Because the number of soldiers was sufficient, Fuxin decided to divide the troops into three routes to explore the three passages in the middle first.

As soon as they entered the passage, a problem appeared. The heavy armored demons with the largest body size couldn't get in at all.

These passages were originally set up for miners, and soldiers wouldn't rush into the depths, so the further inside, the narrower the passage. After walking halfway, the heavy armored soldiers got stuck.

The lava demons with the highest mountain height in the mine tunnel were no more than five or six meters tall, walking in a mine tunnel three or four meters high, bending their waists and they would pass. But those huge demon soldiers, who were almost ten meters tall including their armor, couldn't walk at all after drilling into the passage.

The demons accompanying the team who were proficient in magic tried to widen the passage. At first, this method worked very well, and they successfully passed through several passages.

And in the subsequent journey, the passages of hundreds or thousands of meters successfully exhausted all the magicians in the team. This method of expanding one meter for every step was simply a waste of magic power.

The widened passage was about several hundred meters, but every road and every passage here was of similar specifications, and some were even smaller. If all were left to the magicians to expand, the king's magic knight regiment under Belial's command might not be able to handle it.

Thus, Fuxin could only give up the intention of letting heavy armored soldiers enter the mine tunnel and assigned light armored demons with small body sizes to enter.

Although these small-bodied demons had small bodies, their strength was not small, and their equipment was very sophisticated. There was almost no chance of winning in a frontal battle, but no one fought them frontally.

In the first passage, the team leading the charge didn't go far before being choked back by smoke. The closed space and the sudden thick smoke in the passage made many demons not need to breathe, and they could hold their breath for a long time, but the problem was that this smoke also carried a kind of spore.

Simply put, this was a kind of poisonous gas. The demon soldiers without any preparation were directly hit. After being choked back, about half of the people lost their ability to act, and the remaining half could only rely on the defensive shields of the magicians to walk hard inside.

Coming to the stairs going up, they encountered falling stones rolling down. The small-bodied demons couldn't resist the attack of heavy stone blocks. They crawled out, but still, a few were pressed into meat paste.

Immediately following were ground collapse, spike traps, ceiling falling, corner cold arrows...

If one entered the first-person perspective of these demon soldiers, the entire mine tunnel could be called a paradise for Miyazaki Hidetaka. There was a trap every three steps, an ambush every five steps. These demon soldiers didn't see clearly where the things attacking them came from at all, and they exited the stage amidst screams.

And being able to do this was inseparable from the cave of the small demons. These demons with very small bodies and very weak strength had a set of their own ecological systems in the mine tunnel, referred to as mouse holes.

Large passages were for normal miners to walk, but in order to move quickly in the mine tunnel, the small demons also dug out a set of mouse holes belonging to themselves. This kind of cave was more complex.

Perhaps it was a characteristic that any gregarious creature with strong reproductive ability had. They would deliberately design their passages to be very complex, and at the same time, they were accessible in all directions, and almost every fork could lead to the destination they wanted.

Usually, these passages were hidden in all directions of the passage, and only demons like small demons with very small bodies and very light weight could travel through them. And this time, these passages became good helpers for setting traps.

Even if the small demons basically couldn't understand the complex trap setting methods, standing in the passage, holding sharp wooden sticks, and stabbing into the gaps of the armor, they still knew how to do it.

Being stabbed once might not count for anything, but there were tens of thousands of small demons in the mine tunnel, and they were still constantly giving birth. If these demon soldiers were to write an autobiography after going out, the title of their chapter would definitely be called "You haven't been stabbed, you don't understand."

Fortunately, the demon soldiers had self-healing ability and were equipped with magicians in the team. Although various traps hindered their advance, they stumbled and finally reached the first large mine tunnel, which was the mine tunnel where Batman had been working all along.

All the demon soldiers surrounded the dirt pile in the middle. They couldn't see any enemies, but they felt that there were enemies in all directions, so they had to remain vigilant at all times to defend against possible attacks.

However, although demons don't need to eat, drink, or sleep, they also need to rest. The two-day and one-night siege battle had almost exhausted everyone's energy. Constantly moving forward in the long and dark passage, and having to be wary of traps at any time, with wounds constantly healing and collapsing, this was a kind of psychological torture for any intelligent life.

Finally, the leading demon announced a rest for a while. And just when they were resting, from the passages in all directions of the mine tunnel, many slave miners suddenly rushed out, holding various weapons or stones, throwing them at them in a mess.

These things didn't have much offensive power, but they were extremely insulting. Demons all had bad tempers. Without thinking, they rushed toward the passage to chase. Those miners who were familiar with the terrain disappeared without a trace in a flash. The demons who rushed in encountered various traps again.

The leader ordered not to chase, but those demon miners just stood at the corner of the mine tunnel and threw things at them.

At first it was okay, just throwing some spears and stones, some couldn't even break the defense of the demon soldiers, but later, they started throwing bombs captured from the insect bombers, strange mucus, poisonous spore clusters...

Among the light soldiers, there were long-range professions like archers, and magic stones also had long-range attacks, but that group of mining slaves didn't have any other skills, but they ran very fast. After throwing a wave, they immediately retreated, not giving them any time to draw their bows or condense magic.

Because they were not familiar with the terrain, they couldn't catch up if they wanted to, and if they chased, it was a pile of traps. But if they wanted to rest, they were always harassed.

In fact, the leader also understood that the best way now was to withdraw completely, carry out a round of repairs, and then rearrange personnel according to the situation in the mine tunnel.

But the problem is, they had already walked here. Withdrawing not only meant experiencing those traps again, but also being consumed when entering again. Back and forth, this batch of soldiers would be completely unusable.

The leader knew General Fuxin's temper well. If he didn't produce any results and went back like this, he would definitely not have a good end. And if he continued to go deep, he would be well protected, and the ones who died would be those soldiers. If he could catch one or two planners, it would also be an opportunity for him to make a contribution.

Thus, the leader decided to continue going deep, and next, the offensive he faced would no longer be so gentle.

The subsequent traps no longer focused on killing, but tried hard to divert them. For example, spreading poisonous smoke in the center of the team, letting a group of people run forward, a group of people retreat, suddenly appearing a trap, pulling a demon soldier in, and disappearing.

The passage was not spacious in the first place, and there was no way to set up a formation. They could only walk forward in a long snake formation, a typical "Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather" formation, causing the tail of the team to be unable to take care of the head, and the head to be unable to take care of the tail. Not long after, this snake was finely chopped into meat paste, two or three people in a group, and lost contact with the main force.

After this, they witnessed what is called real Hell. Batman formulated sufficient plans for the battle in the mine.

First, let all the miners hide, never fight frontally with the enemy, then consume the opponent's endurance and energy through various harassment. Once the enemy starts to be tired, cut the main force into small pieces and break them one by one.

And once they lost the advantage of numbers, two or three demon soldiers couldn't withstand the beating of so many mining slaves, one punch each. Once they wanted to run, they would be chased by the mining slaves who were extremely familiar with the terrain. It could be said that there was no way to heaven, and no way to enter the earth.

That's right, the answer Batman held had only one sentence: The enemy advances, we retreat; the enemy camps, we harass; the enemy is tired, we attack; the enemy retreats, we chase.

The war situation eased slightly. Batman, who was reflecting on the combat plan alone, looked up. In the pitch-black space of the mine tunnel, he saw that the old black-and-white movie was still playing. The clanging sound of train wheels rolling over tracks became urgent, and the horn piercing through the smoke of gunpowder echoed on the ancient land.

One figure after another stepped over mountains, rivers, and seas, walking toward the vast land in the distance. The back view was just like the wind that had been blowing on this land for ten thousand years, never to return.

And standing in the abandoned mine tunnel, Wei En and Alfred smelled the smell of gunpowder from the wind in the distance.

"You traveled thousands of miles, laid out plans, and didn't hesitate to give yourself a knife, just to pull Batman into Hell, just to let him participate in the war?" Alfred turned to look at Wei En and asked.

"Batman has learned a lot, including Cat Getan." Wei En sighed slightly, looked at the river of molten lava flowing in the distance, and said: "However, learning a city is not enough to exert his stunning talent."

"Cat Getan's darkness is deep, but not vast. Learning Cat Getan is just the first step for such a genius to step out of the baby's cradle."

"No one likes war." Wei En was silent for a while, and then said: "However, the tempering of iron and blood in war will shape a person's character from the root."

"Those artillery fire and gunpowder smoke that keep chasing, the sacrifices and deaths happening before one's eyes, the love and hate, feelings and grudges that appear particularly grand in the era, will truly change a person."

"The entanglement, hesitation, and confusion in those small selves will eventually be washed into fragments by the war waves of overlapping gold and iron, the vast and grand war epic, and then cast into a soul like steel."

Wei En lowered his head again and said in a low voice: "Through the endless war smoke, he will see the heroic ambitions of more great people."

"One day, he will understand that if his goal is only to save Cat Getan, then he will never be able to compare with the giants who stand proudly in the long river of human history."

Wei En's sigh dissipated with the wind, disappearing on the ancient Barren Continent, without a trace like a gust of wind.

"If he cannot walk out of the chaotic world of war, he will never understand..."

"How amazing the spirit of those sages who once floated in the wind and waves must be, to be able to shout a shocking 'dare to change the sun and moon to a new sky' in the chaotic world where everyone is in danger."

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