In front of the First Line Pass, the demon army fell like cut wheat, quickly turning the ground into a river of blood. Those demon warriors, reduced to cannon fodder, trembled with fear.
"How do we even fight this? It's not even on the same level."
A demon warrior shouted in anger.
"Where are our demon clan's mightiest?"
"Haha, we are just cannon fodder, here to die." Quickly, some demon warriors collapsed mentally.
Chong Xuan, stationed in the rear, watched the collapsing vanguard. Thousands of demon warriors were slaughtered. The garrison at the South Pass, almost leveled previously, was now regrouping and launching counter-attacks, swiftly reclaiming large areas outside the pass.
