"Charge forward! Kill them all!"
The bombardment ended, and Sweno shouted loudly once more.
The heavy shells crushed most of the demons, but some luckily survived. They traversed over heaps of corpses, advancing over the scorched land, breaking through the clouds of smoke.
Sweno had personally experienced the Night of the Holy Arrival, so he knew what needed to be done now.
The suppression of the artillery fire was temporary; they didn't have endless ammunition and couldn't afford to waste it indiscriminately. They needed to coordinate, the rain of bullets had cleared the enemy's main forces, and now they needed to charge forward to intercept this wave of demons.
Upon hearing Sweno's command, a team on the other side began to act. They were not far from the city gate, raised their guns, and fired at the figures still moving through the smoke.
