"Kill!" Armed with assault rifles and bright bayonets, the grenadiers of Ellan Hill rushed to the position with the flag of the ruined Norma Empire.

Behind the sandbags full of bullet holes, the corpses of Norma Empire soldiers were lying upside down. They were armed with broken swords, as well as shields, spears, and other weapons and armor.

"Kill!" On the positions of the Norma Empire, the defenders who had run out of ammunition and food also let out hysterical shouts, but in their voices, there was an echo called despair.

The magical energy has long been depleted, and they can now only rely on the long swords in their hands and the armor on their bodies to fight the grenadiers of the Elanhill Empire.

It's a pity that their combat effectiveness is not much stronger than that of the uprising and the regiment, not to mention that they are no longer facing opponents of the level of the Eight-Nation Alliance.

"Tubu!" The sound of assault rifle fire in the hands of the Elanhill grenadiers rang out, and the Norma Empire soldiers in the trenches fell one by one.

They rushed forward one after another, but they could only fall in the way of the charge. Before they could reach the soldiers of Irlanhill, they screamed and died.

The tank ran over the position that had been plowed by shells, and the soft soil was mixed with fine shrapnel.

The sound of the engine echoed in the sulfur-smelling air, and next to the charred craters was the missing owner's silver helmet and broken armor.

"Long live the Norma Empire!" In the soft earth, a young soldier with a face scorched by the flames of war suddenly leaped to his feet, brandishing his sword, trying to find an enemy to die with.

Unfortunately, when he stood up, he realized that it was not the Irlanhill grenadiers with bayonets that passed by him, but the Irlanhill magicians with long swords.

The opponent's movements were faster than the soldiers of the Norma Empire who jumped up, and a long sword pierced his throat in an instant, and blood suddenly splattered everywhere, splashing onto the armored vehicles passing by, leaving a dotted patch.

In just one day, the border troops of the Elanhill Empire broke through the border defenses of the Norma Empire.

The Norma border defenders, who had been strengthened to hundreds of thousands, were completely defeated by their former allies, the Elanhill army, without waiting for reinforcements or supplies.

With a bit of tragedy and a bit of helplessness, they used their blood to fulfill their promise to their motherland.

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"Prepare for battle!" On the second line of defense on the border, the officers of the Norma Empire reminded their soldiers loudly that they had seen that the flag of the enemy country had been erected on the far line of defense.

"Whoa!" The soldiers of the Norma Empire in the trenches were connected with the sound of pulling the bolt of their guns. They quietly await the arrival of the enemy, and they will use their battles to avenge their homeland.

One by one, the Mauser 98K rifles were aimed in the direction where the enemy might come, and inside the forward fortifications, the Maxim heavy machine gun was ready for battle.

Unfortunately, their opponents had no intention of fighting them in a trench war like the First World War.

Just as they were preparing for battle, Elan Hill's attack planes whizzed past their defensive positions.

The strafing 30-mm cannon left a row of white smoke ravines on the ground, and everyone in the path of this ravines was completely routed on their backs.

did not wait for the enemy's flesh and blood, but waited for the enemy's rain of steel, and the soldiers of the Norma Empire couldn't adapt to the situation they faced for a while.

Then countless heavy artillery shells rained down, and the entire position shook and collapsed under the sound of artillery.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen of Iran Hill's AC-130 gunboat planes flew over the battlefield, most of these planes were not transferred to the Demon Realm, and the rest were deployed in Iran Hill, this time just in time for the big war.

As soon as the AC-130 gunboat plane, which had not appeared on the battlefield for a long time, appeared, it suppressed the defensive positions of the entire Norma Empire. And the Norma Empire, which lacked anti-aircraft weapons, could only watch as its positions were destroyed.

In the air, the planes of the Norma Empire are no match for the fighters of the Irlanhill Empire's Air Force at all, and the few MiG-21 fighters that the Norma Empire managed to save were all cleaned up by the F-15 fighters of the Irlanhill Empire within an hour of the start of the war.

Whether it is heaven or earth, the weapon system of the Irlanhill Empire has crushed the Norma Empire, after all, the weapons and equipment that the Norma Empire can get their hands on are all purchased from the Irlanhill Empire.

The combat effectiveness of the two sides was completely out of the same level, and the battle ended without suspense when the soldiers of the Irranhill Empire, under the cover of tanks and armored vehicles, ran over the corpses of countless Norma Empire soldiers.

The battlefield burned with the wreckage of the M4 tank, a tank graveyard formed by the marching Norma Empire Panzer Division, which was covered by Iran Hill's rocket artillery units.

Passing through the tank graveyard, a small town came into the eyes of the soldiers of Irlanhill, who entered the town without encountering any resistance.

The local Norma Empire civilians just looked at these strangers in camouflage combat uniforms, with no hatred and no joy.

They hadn't realized that the previous earthquake had devastated cities farther afield, so they just stood there, a little overwhelmed.

For them, there is no idea why this war broke out and when exactly it will end. They only heard that the Ranhill Empire had treacherously declared war on the Norma Empire.

"Why, aren't we allies?" A child chases Irlanhill through the town's military van and asks loudly to the soldiers of the Iran Hill Empire sitting in the car.

The Iran Hill soldier, who was sitting in the car, did not answer his question, but simply threw the chocolate in his jacket pocket to the other party.

He's just a little minion, and it doesn't matter to him why this war broke out, or whether it was a sham or something that happened. All he has to do is obey, obey the call of his homeland, and crusade against all the enemies of Ranhill!

"Pathetic?" The officer sitting in the truck asked when he saw his soldiers throwing chocolates at the other side.

The young Ellan Hill soldier didn't speak, just nodded slightly, acknowledging his compassion.

"The more pitiful they are, the more heinous their emperor is! It was he, for his own selfishness, who pushed these civilians into the abyss of war. The officer's body swayed gently with the bumps of the truck, and with a hint of regret in his voice, he spoke.