Chapter 529： Royal family

"It turned out to be an unfinished **** puppet..." Hearing the hoarse voice, the headed officer became more interested: "Your Majesty won't see you... Maybe, you first talk about who you are, and I will consider if you can see. Who is it?"

"I? I'm just a traitor." The broken and incomplete body of the **** puppet introduced himself coldly: "Even, I don't even know if I am alone now... I once had a name, a man full of sins. The name...Frenzberg, have you heard of it?"

"Frenzberg?" Hearing the name, the officer was obviously taken aback. This is a familiar name, but at the same time it feels very remote.

In Ailanhill, the name symbolizes betrayal. Frenzberg betrayed everything he had loyal to on the way to the rise of Ailanhill, fled to the puppet empire and became the enemy of Ailanhill.

Many troops have received orders to seize Frenzberg, and many have even seen black and white photos taken by Frenzberg while working in Ailan Hill.

Now, this important criminal wanted by the various troops turned out to be like this, which is really unexpected.

"What about you? Want to use such a puppet to trick us?" The officer in the lead had already pressed his hand on the gun and asked fiercely.

"My body has been killed... they tortured me... they turned me into what I am now..." Frenzberg, lying on the bed, smiled bitterly, his voice full of desolation and vicissitudes: "I know My sins, now I no longer imagine that I can be forgiven."

He wanted to wave his arm, but found that his arm was pierced by the chain. He could only lift a short distance, and the chain would rattle when he moved it: "However, even if I die, I won’t You should be beaten to death...Take me to see William, or to meet my old acquaintances. If they want to kill me, it's not too late for you to do it, right?"

"You really deserve to die, but you're right, it's too cheap for you to die here like this." The officer's hand dropped from the holster on his waist, and the hostility on his face had been replaced with a sneer: " Maybe you don’t know yet, your head can make me a fortune."

"No problem, if you send me back to Seris, to those who are willing to kill me personally...I think they will give you more benefits." Frenzberg's hoarse voice continued. Next, continue to speak to the officer in front of him.

"Come here! Fix him! Find a transport helicopter! Send him to the inspection base in the Eternal Empire!" The officer nodded and ordered the soldiers around him to deliver orders.

"Don't send it directly to Seris?" a soldier asked inexplicably.

"Maybe he has some other conspiracy. It's not too late to let the technical department investigate it before making plans." The officer took a triumphant glance at the puppet's body lying on the bed without the power to fight back, and continued to laugh: "Send him wherever he wants? How can such a good thing happen?"

Several soldiers stepped forward, regardless of whether Frenzberg was in danger or not, they began to wrap the remains of the **** puppet on the bed with iron chains.

Soon, Frenzberg was chained like a steel mummy, and then he was carried out of the basement and carried on a military helicopter flying to the rear.

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"Suddenly!" In the bustling street, a soldier from Ailan Hill held his m4 assault rifle in his hand and fired fiercely at the counterattack enemy.

Densely packed bullets hit the big shield held by the opponent, and on the front of these steel shields, a burst of sparks spattered.

Some of the bullets did not penetrate the heavy shields, while others hit the soldiers behind the shields, causing them to scream and fall.

The enemy's phalanx was still advancing, but soon the phalanx formed by these soldiers fell apart under the fire of the 20mm caliber machine gun mounted on the Ailan Hill paratrooper armored vehicle.

The dense ammunition broke into the dense crowd. The soldiers wearing heavy armor only realized at this time that the life-saving armor on their body could not stop the enemy's bullets.

"Ah!" a soldier of the Kasik Empire screamed and fell down, **** the streets and was trampled into pie by his companions behind.

The other soldier who stepped on him, before he had time to go any further, was also hit by successive bullets, clutching his chest and screaming and fell into a pool of blood.

"I can't hold it!" An officer stood behind a wall with a long sword in his hand, watching his soldiers flying in flesh and blood, and shouted loudly to the general next to him: "A hundred people team, blink of an eye The time is all over! This is not fighting, this is asking the soldiers to die!"

"The place two blocks behind you is the royal palace of our Kasik Empire! You must stay here! No retreat is allowed!" The armor of the general was shining with magic light, pointing to the city wall in the distant smoke. Loudly shouted: "General Marco will bring his troops back to the city gate! We can still hold our ground!"

"It's late! General! We're done!" The commander cried out crying when he saw the brand-new Centurion team he had just ordered to go up, and was instantly shattered by the opponent's firepower.

Under his feet were the corpses of young soldiers, and in front of him stood the last bones and blood of the empire. He felt that to let these people die here without accomplishment, it would be better to raise their hands and surrender.

"We can still fight! Bastards! Surrender is not allowed! Understand? Hold on until dark! No surrender of any kind is allowed!" The general grabbed the officer's collar and said hysterically: "If you dare to lay down your weapons! I personally hacked you!"

"Boom!" Behind them, a 155mm caliber howitzer shell fell in the splendid Kasik Imperial Palace.

The explosion immediately shook the surrounding buildings. The magic tower, which symbolized the core power of the empire, was crumbling, but finally it did not fall, and still stood stubbornly there.

In the basement of the Magic Tower, sitting alone in a room, facing his queen and his children, the Kasik Empire's Emperor Harriet has already written an expression of despair on his face.

"The emperor of Ailan Hill is a nouveau riche. He doesn't understand basic etiquette and morality. He didn't give me a chance to surrender decently...so, I don't think you will have any decentness anymore." He said to himself. Talking to himself, while stroking his little son's hair with his hand.

"You are fortunate to be born in the magic empire and become a member of the royal family...you have enjoyed countless glory and wealth." He said, while looking at the queen who was crying into tears: "But... you are also unfortunate... born in this era... can only accompany me, a sad person, to die together."

"What about brother?" The youngest princess raised her head, staring at her father with big eyes, and asked in an immature voice.

Hearing her daughter's problem, the queen on the side cried even more heartbreakingly. A few hours ago, Ailan Hill's paratroopers broke through the walls of the capital. The Grand Prince of the Kasik Empire, the Crown Prince of the Empire, had already killed the city at that time.

The prince, who was wearing a silver helmet and silver armor, was so stubborn that he stood at the head of the city and watched the airborne troops of Ailan Hill approach the city, and then he was targeted by a sniper.

The artillery fire called by the snipers engulfed the wall where the prince was, and then the corpse of the prince was sent down. Before the surrounding soldiers could cry, they saw the spectacular sight of the wall being destroyed by artillery fire.

When the news reached the palace, Ailan Hill's paratroopers had fought fierce street battles with the remaining imperial troops of the Kasik Empire.

The life or death of Harriet's second son is unclear at this moment, because he was ordered to guard the walls in the other two directions, and because of the chaos and chaos, he lost contact.

"Your brothers will fight for the country to the last moment... Since you can't surrender decently, you can only fight honorably. This is Kasik's royal family and must face the destination." Harriet sighed. , Replied.

He doesn't need to care about these words now, whether the younger daughter and younger son can understand them. He was just saying something he wanted to say, and he said it best before he died calmly.

Therefore, he just said one sentence after another, ignoring the dust that fell on his head because of the bomb falling and exploding.

"Your Majesty! The city guards have lost contact! The city walls may have been captured..." A minister walked in and lowered his head to report: "Soon the walls of the imperial city may also fall, and our troops have lost too much. It's big."

"I know! I know!...Go on! Leave some space for me and the queen." Harriet waved his hand, even too lazy to give any new instructions.

He knew that no matter how he directed or what orders he gave, he could not change the current situation.

Soon, he was going to see his ancestors with unwillingness and disgrace. He is a sinner, a sinner who has no face to meet his ancestors.

Now, in his heart, he was already thinking about whether he would end his life with poison or pierce his throat with a sword.

Before that, he had to kill the queen with his own hands, and kill all his descendants. This was also his last decent, the Kasik Empire was the last decent.

"Sorry! Honey." He looked at the queen who had been crying there all the time, and stretched out a hand to wipe away the tears from her face first. But he reached out and found helplessly that no matter how he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean...