The sun rises in the east, and almost along with the industrial boom of Irlanhill is Shakburn, the easternmost port of the Southern Kingdom.

With its tall walls and numerous garrisons, this port city was a well-known fortress in the Southern Kingdom.

It's just that, because of the war, it's a little depressed here. After being plundered twice by the Iran Hill fleet, a larger battery was built and more soldiers were deployed.

The demons were busy occupying the places that were easy to invade and did not concentrate their forces on attacking them, so the people gathered more and more, and the streets were crowded with unclothed refugees who had taken refuge in the city.

On the city walls, brightly armored troops stood behind battlements, and the flags of the Southern Kingdom fluttered in the wind.

Compared to the surrounding land that has been corrupted by demons, this place can be said to be a paradise.

It's just that, as the commander of the city guard, as one of the few remaining nobles in the Southern Kingdom, Count Roysaac of Shakben City, clearly knows that the current situation cannot last long.

After the demon eats up all the people who can eat and can easily eat, he will still focus on this once prosperous and now crowded city after all.

So he sent his ships north, hoping to get in touch with Irlanhill, hoping to call for help from his former enemies and let Irranhill's fleet rescue the refugees.

At the same time, he also sent his own messengers for help to other places, but there were demons everywhere along the way, and it is unknown how many of these overland messengers could reach their destinations.

With his wrinkled hands, rubbing the cold and hard stone strips of the city wall, the old earl Luo Isaac's face was solemn. He didn't know how many more days he would be able to hold out here, because there was too much population, and his current food reserves had dropped to a very dangerous amount.

According to calculations, even if they only ate one meal a day, there would be enough food for everyone in the city for less than 20 days - but the city guards could not eat only one meal a day, because they had to fight and ensure their physical strength.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? I have long warned Your Majesty that the path of taking refuge in the devil will not work...... But ......" The old earl shook his head slightly, muttered a whisper, and looked into the distance worriedly.

Because of his age, he could no longer see the scenery in the distance, but he could still see the wisps of wolf smoke rising up, and the dark clouds and lightning on the roof in the distance.

"There is a situation!" One of the officers beside him pressed the hilt of his sword and pointed to the city wall and shouted to his commander, "The horse has returned!" ”

The gates of the city, which are dedicated to the recovery of the horses, have been opened, and the gates of the city have been completely blocked to defend against the growing number of refugees and demonic forces that may appear at any time.

The heavy gate was pushed open from the inside, and a war horse rushed into the city, and the man riding on it turned over and dismounted, and climbed up the steep staircase beside him, panting, and climbed to the top of the city.

"My lord! My lord! Suna not far from us...... Attacked by demons! Before I got there, I saw the fire, and the smoke. The scout got down on one knee and reported to the slightly hunched old Earl Isaac.

"You're coming back alone?" Count Roysaac nervously asked, "What about the others?" ”

"We were swept away by a demon dog, and I don't know where the rest are." The spy seemed to recall something terrible, and his voice trembled slightly: "The demon is terrible, too terrible. ”

"Alright, you go down and rest!" Roisaac waved his hand, signaling that the scout could go down.

Then he looked out of the city, and the refugees who had gathered together, not being accepted and not wanting to leave, did not know what to choose.

Let these refugees flood into the city, and he may not be able to hold on to food for even ten days. But if they are not allowed to enter the city, the demon troops that follow will slaughter these unarmed people.

"General! We want young and strong, soldiers who can fight...... Those old men and women outside the city can only ......" The officers under his command saw Roysaac's hesitation, and persuaded him: "At this time, mercy will let the people in the city be buried together." ”

"I'm just thinking that even if we abandon these people, we won't be able to sustain them for ten days." Luo Isaac smiled bitterly: "No one knows that we are still holding on, no one is coming to save us, no one cares about our life or death......"

His words were depressing, and now their southern kingdom was still nominally an accomplice to the demons. Even if they know that they are still alive, there are very few people who are willing to risk their lives to save them.

In fact, they are now hated to the core, and many people hate traitors who are in the company of demons, and it just so happens that the Southern Kingdom is one of these sinners who have betrayed humanity.

"None of us rely on us, we rely on ourselves!" The officer standing beside Count Roysaac gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence from between his teeth.

It's just that he is hard-mouthed, in fact, even he knows it very well, not to mention the fierce and irresistible combat power of the demons, just the food stored in the city is not enough to support them to hold on for a long time.

Hundreds of thousands of people need to eat! That's hundreds of thousands of mouths! If there is a famine in the city, order will collapse and chaos will be chaotic, and it will be difficult to maintain the basic life, let alone stick to the fight.

In the distant forest, a bird suddenly startled, and some beasts began to rush out of the bushes at the edge of the forest in a panic.

Refugees outside the city emerged from improvised fences and tents, stood up and looked at the eerie forest with a frown, unaware of what was happening inside.

After a few seconds, some small trees began to shake, and everyone knew that something was approaching.

The emaciated men grabbed the hoes or farm tools around them, and some carried some homemade rifles.

It's just that these farmers and beggars, who have not received professional training, do not form a formation to meet the enemy and other tactics at all, and the vigilance is only spontaneous, and there is no organization at all and no discipline at all.

After all, those who have fought in battle, those who are physically strong, and those who have some ability, have all been put into the city and incorporated into the city guards.

The rest of them, except for a few young people who were unwilling to leave their families and give up entering the city, most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and they had no combat effectiveness.

"What, what's coming?" A boy with a hoe nervously asked his father beside him, who stared at the swaying trees, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied, "Demon...... Kids, those are demons! ”

With his answer, the first demon dog rushed out of the forest and pounced on the humans who were close at hand. The hideous bloody mouth, and the disgusting eyes, suddenly collapsed the dense human refugees.

The demon dog leaped forward, ignoring the farm tool in the target's hand, and knocked down an old man who had been frightened for a long time, and began to bite incessantly.

Blood splattered suddenly, and the old man just cried for help and was silent. There was silence for a few seconds, except for the creaking of bones being chopped through teeth.

"Ahh A woman's scream instantly woke up all the stunned people, and the men and women in the front row began to retreat, and the people in the back followed without knowing what was happening. If you compare the place covered by the refugees under the city to a ball, a huge depression soon appears where the demon dog appears.

"Oh my God! Demon! The devil is coming! "For a moment, chaos spread through the crowd, and there were many more people pushing and falling than demons had killed.

At this time, the second demon dog pounced on the bushes, biting the shoulder of a refugee who had no time to escape, pressing the other party to the ground and twisting his neck.

A whole piece of flesh and bones, was torn off by it, and the bitten refugee lay on the ground, his mutilated body still writhing.

"Run! Son! Run to the wall! Grabbing his son's hand, the farmer ran backwards in desperation. He pushed away a thin old man standing in front of him, not looking back at everything that was happening behind him.

The child, who had long been frightened by the cannibalistic image, was grabbed by the arm by his father and staggered towards the crowd, he was swayed from side to side by the person who was running sideways, and he didn't care about what was happening behind him.

Count Roysacac, who was standing at the head of the city, and the city guards who were stationed behind the battlements, could see it clearly at this moment.

They watched as the demon dogs rushed out of the woods, and watched the crowd boil and collapse. More and more demon dogs rushed into the open space occupied by the refugees, and more and more people were bitten and mutilated by the demon dogs.

Now, Roysaac knew why the two hundred thousand elite troops on the borders of the Southern Kingdom had been routed in one day.

At this moment, he also knew why the cavalry of the kingdom, the forbidden army of the royal family, were all annihilated without even struggling.

Those demons are not human beings at all, and their combat power is by no means comparable to human beings. Thinking of this, he had a vague feeling that something seemed wrong - if these demons were not something that humans could compete with, then what was it that drove the demons to Iran Hill in the Southern Kingdom?

Just as he remembered Iran Hill, there were already more and more demon dogs outside the city. They wolf into the flock, drive and tear at the refugees who have long been in disarray, and slaughter hundreds of people who only know how to cry.

There were screams everywhere, blood everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere, corpses everywhere. Finally, a city guard soldier standing at the head of the city couldn't help it anymore and vomited with a wow.