"Boom!" Another 406 mm shell landed in the middle of the city of Shakburn, and the black smoke that covered the sky spread like a mushroom cloud formed by the explosion of a small atomic bomb, churning and spreading towards the heights.

The huge explosion shook the already modest buildings in the city, and soon there was a two-story house, which had already collapsed in half, and as a result, in this huge tremor, it could no longer hold on, and completely collapsed, turning into a pile of complete rubble.

"Let the woman and the child go first! If you can't find a woman and a child for a while, let the old man go first! Young people stay and help! Watching his soldiers walk past the docks, which were already full of corpses, with their weapons in hand, the commander of Company B ordered from the intercom.

On the ground, a demon soldier who was still breathing tried to struggle to get up, but the Erlanhill soldier who was passing by here lowered his head and shot the demon wounded, and without even a little mercy, he fired a shot directly and hit the opponent in the head.

The bullet embedded in the iron helmet above the demon's head, leaving a hole the size of a peanut in it. In the next second, along the gap in this demon helmet, black blood seeped out.

"Keep up! Come over here! The Marines, armed with weapons and no rescue experience, pointed at the swarming human refugees at gunpoint, motioning for them to board the hovercraft behind them.

"Stand down! Women and children are given priority on board! Did you understand what I said? Bastard! The soldier who maintained order saw a man in the crowd boarding the ship, immediately blocked the other party's way, and opened his mouth to shout and scold.

"I am the Viscount of the Southern Kingdoms! Let me get on board! Take me out of here! I'm a nobleman! I'm a nobleman, understand? The other party did not seem to intend to give up his position, insisting on justifying himself in the crowd.

His words made the women and children around him give way to some places, and in the eyes of these commoners, the nobility was high at all times, and they needed to maintain awe and respect.

And no matter which country it is, as long as the other party shows the identity of the noble, he will always get some preferential treatment. Everyone is used to this kind of thing, and it has long been strange.

However, this time he faced a person who seemed to have a different philosophy. Yes, this time, his request was rejected by the Iran Hill Marine on the other side, who was armed and looked like an alien.

"Bastard! Get out! I'm up to the cracks here. The young man with the M4 assault rifle didn't intend to give the other party a face, and coldly scolded: "If you don't cooperate with me, I'm going to shoot!" ”

Unlike the poor peasants of the past, the soldiers of Iran Hill had seen too many people who claimed to be nobles.

Before they joined the army, these soldiers often looked at the poor nobles who were wagging their tails and begging for mercy in front of the hospitals where they received free medical care.

In their opinion, the nobles of other empires who rode tall horses, or rode in expensive carriages, were inferior to ordinary farmers in Irlanhill who were able to enjoy full medical benefits.

Later, Elanhill took full control of the Arrant region, and later merged the Higgs region, and then took control of Veronsa...... The once formidable aristocracy is no different from the child laborers who sell newspapers on street corners in the eyes of the people of Irlanhill.

There's an Elan Hill proverb that speaks of this unprecedented explosion of popular pride: if someone stresses that he's a nobleman, he's probably not even a fart.

The real aristocracy of Irlanhill is the kind of true aristocrat who has a detached temperament in itself. They are confident and polite, and even if they don't use a brand-name car to set off their status, they will be respected by others when they walk on the street.

When Irlanhill faced the attack of the Magic Empire, twenty-three nobles, including the Dragontet family, swore allegiance to the royal family of Ellenshir despite the danger, and they reduced their profits and bought the most precious time and final victory for the mortal empire.

In the battle of Ferry City, the nobles of Ellan Hill took the lead and volunteered to stay in Ferry City, which was in danger, stabilizing the morale of the army and showing the loyal character that a nobleman should have.

These things had long known to the soldiers of Iran Hill what the real nobles, those worthy of respect, were like.

And...... The current Iran Hill army is no longer a private army loyal to the nobility. They swore allegiance to the royal family of Irlanhill, and they swore allegiance to the country of Orchidhill, not some idiot like the one in front of them.

"You, you insult a nobleman?" The nobleman of the Southern Kingdom had obviously not yet understood the situation in front of him, and had just escaped from the fangs and claws of the monster, and began to put up his own stand again.

It turns out that some people are destined to shine because of their humanity, while others are destined to be spurned because of their meanness.

Hearing the words of this nobleman, the young Irlanhill soldier sneered and scolded, "What kind of nobleman are you? Get out of the way! Otherwise, you're really welcome! ”

His words caused the timid civilians around him to disperse even more, many of them stopped, the whole team began to stagnate, and the speed of everyone boarding the ship slowed down.

"Damn it! Platoon leader...... Can I shoot this troublemaker? Through the intercom, the soldier asked. When he asked this, his fingers were already pressed against the trigger of his weapon.

"Anyone who obstructs the movement can be considered an enemy!" Inside the headset, the commander of Company B was already a little annoyed when he saw the team on board stopped. He shouted orders and kept asking, "Damn, who stopped the team?" What's going on? ”

"There's a guy who claims to be a nobleman mixed in with the ranks of women and children! I told him to leave, and he was still standing there! The soldiers of Iran Hill also began to get annoyed, he had not been criticized by his own commander in combat operations, and now he was told about such a small task, which made him very shameful.

"If he doesn't leave, treat him as a demon!" The commander of Company B stood in front of a ruin, not looking at the corpses at his feet, and was looked at by the refugees from the Southern Kingdom who passed in front of him, and opened his mouth to order.

"Understood!" Answering his commander's words, the soldier immediately aimed his weapon at the so-called nobleman who was still arrogant, and then pressed his crosshair against the opponent's head, and commanded: "Now! In the name of the Iran Hill Marines, I order you to leave your current ranks! Right away! ”

I don't know if it's because I'm stupid, or if the other party thinks that my aristocratic status is very intimidating, that nobleman is still standing in the line, looking like you don't have the guts to shoot at all.

As a result, in the next second, he saw a flash of fire erupting from the muzzle of the other party's gun, and then he could no longer speak arrogantly.

Because, a bullet had already entered his brain, and after this bullet left a hole the size of a peanut in his forehead, it had a violent cavity effect, shattering his brain and knocking most of the back of his head away.

The poor nobleman, who had not realized what he had done wrong until his death, fell on his back at the sound of gunfire, like a piece of wood.

"That's it! The troublemakers have been cleared! Keep going, everybody! Don't challenge my patience again! The soldier shouted to the old and weak women and children in front of him as if he were driving livestock.

As if not seeing him kill a man, the frightened refugees withdrew their gaze from the corpse at his shout, and began to walk one after the other towards the landing hovercraft.

After experiencing hellish torture and terrifying ups and downs, these civilians calmly looked at a person's life and death, and even the basic waves did not appear in their hearts.

They have become accustomed to watching people die in front of themselves, and even they have become accustomed to people being dissolved, torn apart, and devoured in front of themselves......

Order was restored, and the speed of boarding increased. These people who have lost their souls now just want to leave this hell on earth immediately, so it is really very easy to let them get on the boat and leave.

"There wasn't a riot, was it? The rest are all cooperative? Inside the headset, the voice of the commander of Company B came over.

The Irlanhill soldier, who had blown the damned nobleman's head in the head with one shot, was still holding his weapon and guarding the crowd in front of him, slowly releasing his fingers pressed on the trigger, and replied: "Order has been restored, no one is commotion......"

On the city wall in the distance, seeing that the demons in the city were gone, and they began to be driven away by the artillery fire of Iran Hill, the demon generals who already knew that their general trend was gone, did not even have the heart to fight in person.

Since the demon general was killed by Iran Hill's various new weapons in several battles, these demon generals who originally liked to take the lead and enjoy the killing life were not very willing to come forward.

There are always super god puppets hidden in the army, or some weapons such as anti-aircraft missiles, so that the demon general will be taken special care of when he attacks.

"Retreat! Now that you've almost killed you, let's withdraw the troops from Shakburn! It is not cost-effective to waste soldiers on the civilians of these southern kingdoms. The demon general turned his head and walked down the city.

Beside him, the demon general in charge of commanding the navy had died in battle, and now here, he was the only supreme commander.