The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

Salvation (Part 2)

***The Northern Approaches to the City of Darkmoor...***

For many weeks now, the army under the leadership of Shevaun Ilkes had received equipment and instructions from their allies in Goblinhom, particularly the new 'crack horn' they called 'Bolt-Heater'. It was a great weapon, with a faster fire rate than the old crack horn, and an accuracy that could make an ordinary demon soldier match the elves' skills in a shooting battle. The clan leaders in Goblinhom also sent in a few 'instructors' that taught her forces on the efficient use of it, with the tactics devised by the Lord Greg himself.

And she is to send information back to the allies in Goblinhom, including the casualty rate for both sides, and the success rate as well.

"..."

As such, the data she sent helped the allied clans in Goblinhom to revise and reorganized their armies. However, Shevaun believed that the true 'effectiveness' of the new weapon and tactics would be tested in the upcoming offensive she was now heading to: the Battle for Darkmoor. The demon chamberlain suspected that the skirmishes she fought against the Biorno forces were just the 'half-hearted' efforts of their enemies to disrupt their communications with the other cities, or a possible test to see which city was the weakest, and focus their attack there.

Otherwise, Shevaun couldn't see the purpose of those attacks in Helfan, when their objectives were the capture of the Conclave (which already happened), and punish the Tambara student who assassinated the Biorno lord, who was now in Fangborough.

The Lord Castrio Sargdhenerri isn't a bumbling buffoon, he is one of Emile Biorno's respected generals.

In any case, Shevaun had to stop thinking about the 'what ifs' for a while and focus on the battle ahead of her. Her skillful handling of her forces' logistics enabled them to cross the 'hostile' land between Helfan and Darkmoor, and she knew she couldn't fail in this endeavor. The Princess Noir's life depended on it, and as her faithful servant, Her Highness waited on her to save her.

Only the 'wall' of the Lord Haya's soldiers separates her from her beloved mistress, so the excitement in her heart is overflowing. Nevertheless, it is not Shevaun's role to rescue Her Highness in Castle Darkmoor; her part is only to distract their enemies, so the Lord Greg can save the Usarved Princess.

The demon chamberlain asked a nearby aide, "How's the enemy's reconnaissance?"

"Milady, I believe they already saw us," the soldier answered. "While the elves' eyes were less-effective in this darkness, the Usarveds of the Lord Haya may have informed them of our movement. For several days now, our scouts have seen the enemy reinforcing their defensive lines, which is not the usual. I guess they are well-prepared and entrenched for our attack."

"Good. The more they send people against us, the better," the demon chamberlain quipped. "Alright then, tell the artillery to begin their bombardment."

Her aide then signaled for their artillery to fire on the defenses of the Lord Haya's forces. Within several minutes, about a hundred cannon rounds fell on their positions.

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The Battle for Darkmoor began with a massive artillery fire from Shevaun's army, stationed on a higher ground overlooking the Usarved's main city from a distance. Facing her forces were the entrenched soldiers of the Lord Haya, led by his elf guards and pressed into service on the pain of death. As the demon chamberlain was the first to arrive in that area, they had the luxury of constructing elaborate trench networks that supported the frontline while being protected from the enemy counter-barrage.