In the crowded bunker, the hissing sound of the cannon's fuse burning was almost inaudible. In just one second, the leaping sparks entered the cannon chamber with the burning of the fuse. The next second, the ignited gunpowder in the cannon chamber exploded violently, and the high-pressure gas that had nowhere to pour energy pushed the shell forward and almost instantly burst out from the cannon chamber.

The artillery fire shines, and the air waves are rolling!

In order to increase the killing, the three cannons were loaded with grape bullets. Within one thousandth of a second, hundreds of scorching projectiles tore the air and penetrated straight into the crowd that was fighting.

The hall was filled with the sound of projectiles flying by and the sound of tearing the flesh. The whistling projectiles carried powerful kinetic energy and almost broke through the lined flesh. One, two, three... Some projectiles even passed through the entire hall and were embedded on the wall, while others even flew out from the gate, causing screams.

When the roar of artillery gradually disappeared and the smoke of gunpowder disappeared, the entire hall was almost as tragic as a slaughterhouse. No human, dwarf or demon could stand, and there were incomplete corpses bombed everywhere, and the broken arms and limbs were even more scattered everywhere. There was no other color, and the hall was covered with blood red, whether it was the pillars, walls, or the ceiling, all of which were covered with a layer of minced meat and plasma. The viscous blood. The flesh slowly dripped, and the pool of blood formed was so deep that it almost exceeded the feet.

In the rooms on both sides of the hall, survivors who escaped from the disaster poked their heads out, and their eyes were shocking. Even veterans who had been through many battles couldn't help but tremble. Some even bent down and vomited heavily.

At this moment, Diago, who had cleared the enemy in the corridor, came out of the left wing of the hall. Looking at everything in front of him, he immediately understood what was going on. Although pain and sadness almost drowned him in that moment, he knew that now was not the time to be sentimental. Although the demons were fooled by this volley of artillery fire, they would soon make a comeback. These guys who had burned all their sanity by sacrifices did not know what fear was.

"Everyone, hurry up and retreat to the second floor!" Diyago ordered loudly, hearing the devils' footsteps and roars approaching quickly outside the gate.

The lost survivors woke up as if they were dreaming and ran up the stairs in panic. The stairs leading to the second floor were on both sides of the bunker, in a spiral shape, and the width could only accommodate three people side by side, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The demons came faster than they thought, almost chasing their tails into the gate. Diago had already retreated to the middle of the stairs at this moment, but just as he turned around and ran up, he saw a corpse slowly turning in the sea of ​​blood in the sea of ​​corpses, then rolling down from the pile of corpses, revealing another short and strong figure pressing down below. In his hands, a faint but eye-catching light was transmitted.

That's Brian? Bronzebeard! He's not dead yet!

The brave old dwarf still held his family warhammer tightly until he fainted. It was this action that saved his life. As long as its owner had not died in battle, the lingering lightning on the magic warhammer would not be extinguished.

No one noticed the hammer that was still flashing with a glimmer of light, because Diago was the last person behind the scenes, and he could have pretended to have seen nothing and turned around and left. But Diago knew that it was not the reason why he refused to save his comrades.

After looking at the surging demon and then at the unconscious dwarf prince, Diago gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped down the stairs.

"Faral, cover me!" he shouted loudly.

Although I don't know what the Lord is doing, the captain of the guard still executed the order without hesitation.

"Yuexi Brigade, defend on the spot and open fire!" He picked up his rifle and pulled the trigger at the demons.

Diago was also firing, from the stairs to Bryan, he fired five shots in a row, and the pouring rain of bullets swept down at least ten demons, but such a small number could not stop the demons that were coming in crazily. The demons charged at almost no delay.

Diago held a gun in one hand, grabbed Brian's armor belt with his other hand, and threw the old dwarf on his shoulder with force. However, what was terrifying was that the magic warhammer held in the master's hand swept a soft arc in the air, and hit Diago's back with a "pop"!

A faint arc flashed between Diago and the warhammer with a "pop" sound. Because of the coma of the dwarf, the lightning magic enchanted on the warhammer hammer head did not exert its maximum power, but for Diago, who had just stepped apart and was about to run towards the stairs, this faint arc was like a bolt from the blue!

Diago shivered all over, and felt a softness between his waist and knees. It felt even more sour than fighting with a hundred stunning beauties all night. He was so hungry that he staggered on the ground.

"Damn!" Diago cursed in his heart.

He looked up at the demon who was swarming towards him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was sure that he could rush back to the stairs before the demons rushed over, but for a second he knew that it was impossible.

"If you can kill more, you can earn one!" He knew that he was unlucky and felt ruthless. He held the gun with one hand and banged at the demons.

At this time, Fallar, who opened fire on the stairs to cover him, was going crazy. The loyal guard captain threw down his rifle and drew his sword to come to help. However, the demons pouring into the hall did not only rush towards Diyago, but some of them also rushed towards the stairs on this side, blocking the stairs. Fallar, who was frightened and furious, swung his sword and slashed violently, but was washed back to several steps.

Just when everything seemed irreversible, a dwarf poked his head out of the stairs and shouted at Diago Diago.

"Arsenal, Arsenal! Come up from the elevator!" He gestured with his hands and feet, his mouth flew everywhere, and his thick bearded man was blown up.

Diago suddenly realized. He fired the last shot at the demons, then threw away his long legs and ran towards the gate of the arsenal. At this time, the fastest demon was no longer than three yards away. The abyss decapitation sword in his hand was swaying behind him, almost reaching him. However, the demons who were about to succeed did not expect to throw out the weapons in their hands to throw them away, and they were almost certain to throw them away.

In fact, at this time, Diago was also running miserably! With his steps, the magic warhammer hit his back and forth. Every time he contacted him, it triggered a weak electric arc, causing him to tremble, desire, immortal, desire, death. However, after the first time, Diago's body seemed to have adapted to this electric shock intensity, but he did not give him electricity to lie down.

With sparks and lightning all the way, Diago gritted his teeth and limped into the arsenal. Following him, a Doomsday Guard with a figure of more than three meters hit the solid door frame and fell to the ground with a bang. The idiot's body was so huge that it almost blocked the entire door tightly. He unconsciously waved his arms to stand up again, but the huge abyss decapitation sword in his hand made it impossible for other demons to cross him.

As soon as Diago, who unexpectedly got a breath of breath, he rushed into the arsenal and saw an open elevator descending squeakingly, just falling to more than two meters from the ground. A dwarf was standing on it, waving his hands at him.

"Here, here, come here!"

Diago rushed over, threw Brian on his shoulder onto the elevator, then grabbed the edge of the base plate of the elevator, and stepped forward and flipped up.

Sadly, he was pressing on Brian's warhammer again this time! A crackling sound, his eyes turned pale by the electricity, and he almost fainted!

However, the dwarf next to him seemed to have become accustomed to this situation. He kicked Diago over the warhammer and shouted at the top of his head.

"Enhance, improve quickly!"

The elevator made a light sound, stopped, and then creaked upwards. The dwarf held the musket and looked at the demons crowded in the door of the arsenal, nervously guarding. These demons were blocking the door and unable to enter, so he did not dare to fire in a hurry. If he accidentally knocked down one, he would vacate the gap and put these guys in?

On the bottom plate of the elevator, Diago, who had finally escaped from the shadow of death, twitched a few more times before he could calm down in one breath! He struggled to sit up, glanced around in a daze, and then focused his eyes on the blitz hammer. He snatched the hammer from the dwarf's hand with fierce hammers - out of fear of the hammer head, he held the hammer handle this time - and then held it in his hand, gestured at the demons at the door several times, and finally sighed and put his hand down. This was Brian's family treasure after all, and he was not easy to lose it, although everyone might not live long.

As the hinge rolled and rotated, the elevator finally rose to the second floor. As soon as it rose above the floor, several dwarves rushed up and pressed the passage with a heavy and thick steel plate. The other two dwarves stood at the entrance of the passage with torches in their hands, staring at a copper tube as thick as a bowl on the wall without blinking.

This was their last desperate method. This copper tube leads to the secret cellar under the arsenal, where dozens of barrels of strong gunpowder are stored. Now, several of the gunpowder have been dumped out. As long as a spark falls, the entire bunker will be sent to the sky by tons of gunpowder.

A dwarf priest came up and checked Brian's injuries. The dwarf prince was lucky. A shotgun projectile flew past his ribs, breaking three ribs, while another shell hit his helmet, smashing an egg-sized pit on it. If the helmet was not strong enough, his entire skull would have been blown away.

"Your Highness the Prince owes you once, and the entire dwarf kingdom owes you once! Your Excellency Saint!" After checking Brian's injuries, the old pastor thanked Diago with emotion.

"I just let him live for a few more hours. In a short while, everyone will die together!" Diago couldn't help but laugh at himself. He walked down the elevator and walked towards the stairs. The giant bear formed by Masley blocked one of the entrances, while Faral led the riflemen to block the other.

The battle was very fierce, and the dense gunfire had almost never stopped since the battle began. However, with the big guys of the demons, they could only be two at a time, and they could not exert their number advantage at all. Moreover, many times, they had to drag away the dead demon corpses to continue attacking upwards, so the combat pressure at the two stairs was not too great. This gave the defenders a rare opportunity to breathe. Many people sat on the ground, gasping for breath, waiting to replace the retreating partners.

Seeing Diago escape from the heavens, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After Brian "dead", he was already the backbone of everyone.

"The Holy Light is here! It's so exciting to see you return safely!" Huffman strode forward, saluted at him, and said loudly.

"How is the situation?" Diago asked in a low voice.

"We are still alive, including 37 humans and 79 dwarves!" Huffman had counted the number of people. "If the demons could not think of tearing down the wall, we could hold on for at least three hours. The stairs were too narrow and they would not be able to catch up for a while!"

Diago nodded. With the devil's IQ, they would probably have to wait until the next century to tear down the wall. However, what was shocking was that the sound of a dull heavy hammer hitting the wall came downstairs, and the ground under their feet also vibrated.

"Damn it! They are tearing down the wall!" Huffman's face suddenly sank-they all underestimated the devils' desire to destroy without anywhere to vent!

"The load-bearing walls built by the dwarves are made of granite more than one meter thick, and some of them have been demolished!" Diago said calmly. He glanced at the two dwarves holding torches in the distance. If things were not done, then the only way to die together was left.

"Come on, let's see who is more violent and more fearless!" Diago said gritting his teeth.

"Sir, I think you'd better come up and take a look!" At this moment, a dwarf jumped down the stairs leading to the roof and shouted at Diago.

He looked a little excited!
Chapter completed!