Amidst the ruins, full of craters, and on the streets littered with rubble and ruins, Officer Alan Hill, wearing black leather boots and a pair of spotless white gloves, strode forward without stopping.
With.
Beside him, several Airan Hill soldiers holding assault rifles were smoking cigarettes. When they saw the officer passing by him, they quickly stood at attention and saluted.
The battle here has just ended, and there is still some floating smoke and dust on the collapsed buildings, and the craters left on the streets and alleys are still filled with gentle heat.
A few minutes ago, the gunfire here had just stopped, and there were even corpses hanging on the collapsed city walls that had not been cleaned up in time.
The officer walked forward step by step, ignoring the prisoners he passed kneeling on the roadside with their hands raised in the air, and the grenadiers saluting him.
It wasn't until an officer walked up to him and stood at attention in front of him and saluted that the officer, who had been walking forward quickly, slowed down.
He returned the military salute, and then asked the only question that interested him without thinking: "Dead?"
The officer saluted again and replied: "Report! Not yet..."
"Let's go! Go over and take a look!" The officer took another step and walked forward quickly.
Accompanied by several officers, he walked to a collapsed building. This building had been damaged by artillery fire, but judging from the ruins left behind, it was once very grand.
This is a huge magic tower, but now only a small half like a chimney is left. Even the remaining section is full of bullet holes and one-third has collapsed.
At the end of the small slope made of collapsed bricks, there is a wall that has not completely collapsed. Next to this wall are the Eiland Hill Grenadiers gathered together.
When these grenadiers saw an officer approaching, they quickly made way for the other party. They stood at attention and saluted, watching the honorable officer pass in front of them.
The leading officer, Airan Hill, didn't say anything, or he didn't even have time to speak, so he walked quickly to the ruins, stood under the collapsed wall, and looked down at a man who fell to the ground with his face covered in blood.
The man is wearing armor with exquisite magic inscriptions carved on it. Just looking at the workmanship of the armor, one can tell that the identity of the man wearing armor must be very respectable.
It's a pity that he is not decent at all now. His abdomen was penetrated by shrapnel from the artillery shell, and the bright red blood has stained the shirt under his armor.
Judging from the light blue light permeating the surface of the blood on his clothes, this person should be a magician.
However, with the passage of health points and the consumption of previous battles, there is not much magic power left in this person's body.
Next to this man, there were two soldiers kneeling with their heads in their hands, also wearing armor.
"Is this person Norma Fordragon?" Seeing that the man lying on the ground was taking in more air and giving out less air, the officer from Elland Hill looked at the two prisoners kneeling on the ground and asked.
"Yes...yes...he, he is His Highness Fordagon..." The two captured soldiers of the Norma Empire nodded hurriedly and opened their mouths to identify: "He is indeed the third prince of our empire..."
"Hello, His Highness Norma Fordragon." Taking a step forward with one foot and resting his elbow on his knee, the officer of Elanthir leaned over and looked down at the third prince of the Norma Empire lying on the ground.
He said hello.
"You...you can...humiliate me as much as you like...I lost the battle anyway, so it doesn't matter." Fordagon said intermittently while lying on the ground, breathing hard.
"Humiliation? I think you have made a mistake, His Highness Fordagon. I didn't mean to humiliate you... I just want to know where your father, the former emperor of the destroyed Norma Empire, is hiding." Love.
Landseer's officer asked very gently.
"You...can't possibly get any news...from my mouth." Fordagon gasped stubbornly and said word by word.
"I'm really sad that you have such a timid father." The officer from Ailan Hill straightened up and shook his head slightly. He didn't know whether it was regret or some other emotion.
Just listen to him continue: "Your brother, the former crown prince of the destroyed Norma Empire, died in Yudun... He cried like a child when he died."
Without waiting for Fordagan, who was blushing from holding back, to speak, he continued: "Your two sisters and their husbands were hanged just now... In fact, you and yours are the only former royal family members of the Norma Empire who are still alive.
My second brother, and your father who is hiding somewhere."
"So, it actually doesn't make any difference whether you say it or not, because His Majesty the Emperor wants your family to be reunited neatly in another world, so I'm just here to confirm that you are on your way." This officer from Ailan Hill said.
He waved his hand gently and gave a gesture to several people around him.
Several of the Airan Hill soldiers who followed immediately picked up the M4 assault rifles in their hands and started shooting at the two surrendered Norma Empire soldiers who were kneeling on the ground.
"Thud, tug, tug, tug..." Numerous gunshots rang out, and two guards of the Noma Empire royal family fell in a pool of blood. The third prince on the ground was also shot several times and closed his eyes unwillingly.
"Now I can confirm that the damned king of subjugation is not here, and his second son is not here either." After the gunfire stopped, the officer walked to the three corpses and said to the several officers behind him while taking pictures.
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After taking photos and leaving evidence, he put away his camera and looked at the people behind him: "They must be hiding in the places we occupied! Search! Search carefully for me!
Find them! Kill them!"
"Yes!" Several officers stood at attention and saluted, and replied solemnly.
"Request the Guards General Headquarters to send an official letter to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, requesting the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to order the Eternal Empire to hand over the people!" The officer walked down the ruins and ordered to his subordinates who were standing at attention and saluting.
"Whether they have escaped to the Eternal Empire or not, it will be faster to let the Eternal Empire help us find them than to find them ourselves." He walked under the ruins and looked back at the corpses on the ruins: "Find someone to clean up.
Clean it, and then ask the Army to save it and don’t destroy it easily! Do you understand?”
"Got it!" one of the men immediately replied.
"Damn it! Find them quickly! His Majesty the Emperor is still waiting for news of their death!" The officer muttered irritably, and then walked out of the city without looking back.