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Demon Soldiers surged toward the gates of the wall, their strong bodies repeatedly slamming against the entrance, creating a deafening roar. Each impact made the wall tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any moment. The soldiers gripped their firearms tightly, their expressions tense yet resolute. They aimed the Machine Gun Turret at the entrance, their eyes filled with determination, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.
"Steady, don't panic!" a commander shouted loudly, trying to stabilize the soldiers' emotions.
Master Han stood nearby, his gaze stern as he began to gather a sphere of Crimson Flame in his hands. The flame radiated immense heat, distorting the air around it. The nearby soldiers felt the rising temperature and wiped the sweat from their foreheads, but their eyes remained steadfast.
"Prepare for the first wave of assault!" Master Han said in a deep voice, filled with resolve and courage.
The soldiers responded in unison, their eyes shining with unwavering light. They knew this battle would be incredibly difficult, but they had no other choice. They had to protect this land and safeguard their homes.
The gates of the wall echoed with another loud crash as the Demon Soldiers slammed against it, causing cracks to appear in the door. The soldiers' hearts raced, their fingers trembling slightly on the triggers, yet they did not falter.
"Wait until they rush in, then we open fire!" the commander ordered loudly, his voice filled with encouragement and determination.
Master Han's Crimson Flame grew larger, illuminating his face with its glow as determination sparkled in his eyes. He understood that this battle would be extremely challenging, but they had to give it their all.
"Crimson Flame, prepare!" Master Han shouted, his voice brimming with resolve and courage.
The crashing sounds of the Demon Soldiers grew louder until finally a gap was breached in the gates. Master Han looked at that opening, took a deep breath, and prepared to unleash his Crimson Flame.
"Now!" Master Han shouted as he thrust the Crimson Flame toward the entrance. The massive fire surged forth like a flood, instantly engulfing the Demon Soldiers at the gate. They let out piercing screams as their bodies twisted and burned in the flames.
At that moment, the soldiers pulled their triggers simultaneously; the Machine Gun Turret unleashed a fierce barrage of firepower, bullets raining down on the entrance. The Demon Soldiers fell under the dual assault of gunfire and flames, but more continued to pour in relentlessly.
"Don't stop! Keep firing!" the commander commanded loudly, his voice filled with urgency and determination.
The soldiers gritted their teeth and continued to fire, knowing this was their only hope. Master Han's Crimson Flame formed a wall of fire at the entrance, blocking most of the Demon Soldiers, but he understood that this was only temporary.
The wall of fire blazed fiercely, consuming the Demon Soldiers that crashed into it. The chilling screams echoed, adding painful footnotes to this bloody symphony. These wails reverberated in the night sky, sending shivers down the spine.
The soldiers frantically pulled the triggers, bullets pouring down like rain upon these wicked creatures. Demon Wolves were torn to shreds, collapsing at the entrance in convulsions; the bodies of Demon Soldiers were pierced through, letting out final cries before falling lifeless. The battlefield was thick with the stench of blood and gunpowder, suffocating all who breathed it in.
"Keep firing, don't stop!" the commander shouted, his voice drowned out by gunfire and explosions.
The Machine Gun Turret fired wildly, its barrel glowing red and emitting puffs of white smoke. Sweat and dirt covered the soldiers' faces, yet their eyes remained resolute, unwavering in their determination.
"They're still coming! Hold the line!" Master Han called out loudly, pushing more Crimson Flame forward. The flames devoured the Demon Soldiers like a great dragon, turning them to ash.
Determination flickered in the soldiers' eyes; they knew this battle would determine their homeland and future. No matter how difficult it became, they could not retreat.
A massive Demon Wolf broke through the wall of fire with a roar, lunging at the front line of soldiers. The Machine Gun Turret immediately pivoted, unleashing a hail of bullets upon the Demon Wolf, tearing it apart. The Demon Wolf howled in agony as it fell, its enormous body crashing onto other Demon Soldiers.
"Hold the line! Don't let them get close!" the commander barked again. The soldiers clenched their jaws and continued to shoot.
On the battlefield, flames intertwined with gunfire, creating a scene of heroic struggle. The soldiers defended this land with their lives and sweat; they understood it was their duty and mission.
Master Han stood high above, gazing at the battlefield ahead. His heart was filled with resolve and courage; no matter how tough it got, they had to persevere. He took a deep breath and pushed the Crimson Flame forward once more, the flames dancing in the night sky and illuminating the entire battlefield.
"We cannot retreat; we must give it our all!" Master Han declared loudly, his voice filled with determination and inspiration.
The soldiers responded in unison, their voices echoing across the battlefield, as if declaring their determination and courage.
At that moment, the gates of the city wall suddenly exploded open. With a tremendous roar, two or three terrifying Skeletal War Elephants charged in. Their massive bodies were covered in bones and decaying flesh, with ghostly blue Ghost Fire flickering in their eye sockets, roaring as they smashed through the human defenses.
“Watch out! Skeletal War Elephants!” the commander shouted, but it was already too late.
The soldiers were trying to rise and prepare for a counterattack, but the tremors caused by the Skeletal War Elephants made their footing unsteady. Just then, a group of fierce Demon Wolf Cavalry surged in, wielding sharp blades that swiftly cut throats, blood spraying everywhere as soldiers fell into pools of blood, unable to even let out a final cry.
“Retreat! Fall back!” the commander yelled hoarsely, but faced with such overwhelming force, the soldiers had no time to react effectively.
Master Han witnessed all of this, his eyes filled with fury and sorrow. He immediately shouted, forming seals with his hands to unleash powerful spiritual energy: “Flame Whip!”
Two blazing fire whips materialized in his hands, dancing in the night sky with a buzzing sound. Master Han swung the Flame Whips with all his might; they lashed out like two burning serpents towards the Skeletal War Elephants.
“Roar!” The Skeletal War Elephants let out a deafening roar as the fire whips struck them hard. Flames spread along their bones, crackling as they burned. The skin and bones of the War Elephants began to crack under the intense heat, emitting mournful wails.
Yet the Skeletal War Elephants did not fall immediately; their strength remained formidable as they charged angrily at Master Han. Unfazed, he continued to swing the Flame Whips, striking the War Elephants again and again. The flames grew fiercer, gradually turning their bodies to ash.
Seeing Master Han fight valiantly ignited hope within the soldiers. They stood up once more, gripping their weapons tightly and launching attacks against the Demon Soldiers.
“We cannot retreat; we must hold our ground!” one soldier shouted loudly, and others echoed him. They knew this was their only chance.
Master Han's Flame Whips shone brightly in the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield with their fiery glow.
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