Chapter 900： Waiting for news of their death

Amidst the ruins, full of bullet craters, and rubble scattered everywhere on the streets, the Ailan Hill officer wearing black boots, wearing a pair of spotless white gloves, strode forward without stopping. With.

Beside him, several Ailan Hill soldiers holding assault rifles were swallowing the clouds with cigarettes in their mouths. When they saw the officer passing by, they quickly stood up and saluted.

The battle here has just ended, the collapsed buildings are still filled with some floating smoke and dust, and the craters left on the streets and alleys are still filled with gentle heat.

A few minutes ago, the gunfire here just stopped, and there were even dead bodies hanging on the collapsed city wall.

The officer walked forward step by step, ignoring the prisoners who were kneeling on the side of the road and holding up his hands, nor the grenadiers who saluted him.

It was not until an officer approached him and stood up and saluted in front of him. The officer who had been walking forward quickly slowed down.

He returned a military salute, and then asked the only question that interested him: "Dead?"

The officer saluted again and replied: "Report! Not yet..."

"Go! Let's take a look!" The officer stepped forward again, and walked forward quickly.

Accompanied by several officers, he walked to the side of a collapsed building, which had been destroyed by gunfire, but judging from the remaining ruins, it was once very magnificent.

This is a huge magic tower, but now it only has a small half like a chimney. Even the remaining section was covered with bullet holes and collapsed by a third.

At the end of the small **** built by the collapsed bricks and tiles, there is a wall that has not completely collapsed. Beside this wall, there are Ailan Hill grenadiers gathered together.

These grenadiers saw an officer approaching and quickly made way for the opponent. They stood up and saluted and watched the decent officer pass in front of them.

The leader of the Ailan Hill officer did not speak, or said that he had no time to speak, so he walked quickly to the top of the ruins, stood under the collapsed wall, overlooking a man with blood on his face who fell to the ground.

The man wears armor with beautiful engraved magic inscriptions on it. Just looking at the workmanship of the armor, you can also tell that the identity of the man in the armor should be very decent.

It is a pity that he is not decent at all now, his abdomen was pierced by shrapnel from a cannonball, and the red blood has stained the shirt under his armor.

Judging from the light blue light pervading the surface of the blood on the clothes, this person should be a magician.

However, with the passing of life value and the consumption of previous battles, there is not much magic power left in this person's body.

Beside this man, there are two soldiers who are also wearing armor, kneeling with their heads in their hands.

"This person is Norma Fortagan?" Seeing that the man lying on the ground had more air intake and less air, the officer of Ailan Hill looked at the two captives who were kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Yes... yes... he, he is His Royal Highness..." The two captured soldiers of the Norma Empire nodded hurriedly, acknowledging: "He is indeed the third prince of our empire..."

"Hello, Your Royal Highness Norma Fortagan." One foot stepped forward, with an elbow on his knee, the officer of Ailan Hill bowed over the three princes of the Norma Empire lying on the ground. He gave a greeting.

"You... can... humiliate me as much as you want... Anyway, I am defeated, it doesn't matter." Futtagen lay on the ground, breathing hard, and said intermittently.

"Humiliation? I think you made a mistake, Your Highness Futagan. I didn't mean to humiliate you... I just want to know where your father, the former emperor of the ruined Norma Empire, is hiding." Love Lanhill's officer asked gently.

"You...impossible, get any news from my mouth..." Futagan gasped stubbornly, saying word by word.

"I really feel sad that you have such a cowardly father." The officer of Ailan Hill straightened up and shook his head slightly, wondering whether it was regret or some other emotion.

Just listen to him continue: "Your brother, the former crown prince of the ruined Norma Empire, died in the battle of Judun... He cried like a child when he died."

Without waiting for the flushed Futtagen to speak, he continued: "Your two sisters and their husbands have just been hanged... In fact, the former Royal Norma Empire is still alive, only you and you My second brother, and your father who doesn’t know where he hid."

"So, whether you say it or not, there is actually no difference, because His Majesty the Emperor hopes that your family will be reunited in another world neatly, so I am just here to confirm that you are on the road." The officer of Ailan Hill He waved his hand gently, and gave a hand gesture to a few people around him.

Several Ailan Hill soldiers who followed immediately picked up the M4 assault rifles in their hands and fired at the two surrendered Norma Empire soldiers who were kneeling on the ground.

"Tutututu..." There was a dense burst of gunfire, and two guards from the Norma Empire's royal family fell in a pool of blood. The three princes on the ground were also shot several times and closed their eyes unwillingly.

"Now it is certain that the damned king of the subjugated kingdom is not here, and his second son is not here." The officer walked to the three corpses after the gunfire stopped, and said to the officers behind him while taking pictures. .

After taking the photo and keeping the evidence, he put away his camera and looked at the person behind him: "They must be hiding in the places we occupy! Search! Search me carefully! Find them! Kill them!"

"Yes!" Several officers stood at attention and saluted, and solemnly replied.

"Request the General Command of the Guards 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 while instructing the men who stood and saluted.

"Whether they fled to the Eternal Empire or not, let the Eternal Empire help us to find it, it is always faster than we can find it ourselves." He walked under the ruins and looked back at the corpses on the ruins: "Find someone to clean up. Clean, and let the Army help save a file, don’t destroy it easily! Understand?"

"Understood!" one of his subordinates replied immediately.

"Damn! Find them quickly! His Majesty the Emperor is still waiting for news of their death!" The officer murmured anxiously, and then walked outside the city without looking back.