"It turned out to be an unfinished god puppet...... Hearing the hoarse voice, the officer led by him became even more interested: "Your Majesty will not see you...... Perhaps, you tell us who you are first, and then I'll think about who you can meet. ”

"Me? I'm just a traitor. The mangled puppet body coldly introduced itself, "I don't even know if I'm alone now...... I used to have a name, a name full of sin...... Frenzberg, you, have you heard of it? ”

"Frentzberg?" Hearing the name, the officer was visibly stunned. It's a familiar name, but at the same time, it feels very distant.

In Irlanhill, the name symbolizes betrayal, and on the way to the rise of Ellanhill, Frentzberg betrayed everything he was loyal to, fled to the puppet empire, and became an enemy of Ellanhill.

Many troops received orders to capture Frenzberg, and quite a few have even seen black-and-white photographs taken by Frenzberg while working in Elanhill.

Now, it is really unexpected that this important criminal, who is wanted by various units, has fallen into this way.

"What about you? Want to trick us with such a puppet? The lead officer's hand was already pressed on the gun and asked fiercely.

"My body has been killed...... They tortured me...... Turning me into what I am now......" Frenzberg, who was lying on the bed, smiled bitterly, his voice full of desolation and vicissitudes: "I know my sins, and now I no longer fantasize that I can be forgiven." ”

He wanted to wave his arm, but found that his arm was passed through the chain, and he could only lift a short distance, and the movement would make the chain rattle: "However, even if I die, I should not be killed by you...... Take me to William, or to my old acquaintances, if they're going to kill me, it's never too late for you to do it, right? ”

"You do deserve to die, but you're right, it's too cheap for you to die here like this." The officer's hand hung from the holster at his waist, and the anger on his face had changed to a sneer: "Maybe you don't know it, but your head can make me a fortune." ”

"No problem, if you send me back to Seris, to those who are willing to kill me with their own hands...... I think they'll give you more benefits. Frenzberg's hoarse voice did not stop, and he continued to the officer in front of him.

"Someone! Fix him in place! Find a transport helicopter! Send him to the checkbases in the Eternal Empire! The officer nodded, and instructed the soldiers around him to deliver the order.

"Why don't you send it directly to Seris?" A soldier asked, puzzled.

"Maybe he has some other conspiracy, it's not too late to let the technical department investigate it before making plans." The officer proudly glanced at the puppet body lying on the bed and didn't even have the strength to fight back, and continued to laugh: "He can send him wherever he wants?" How can there be such a good thing? ”

Several soldiers stepped forward in unison, and regardless of whether Frentzberg was in danger or not, they began to wrap iron chains around the body of the god puppet on the bed.

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

……

"Tubu!" In the bustling streets, an Alan Hill soldier held an M4 assault rifle in his hand and opened heavy fire on the attacking enemy troops.

Dense bullets hit the large shield held by the opponent, and in front of these steel shields, a spark was splashed.

Some of the bullets didn't penetrate the heavy shields, while others hit the soldiers behind the shields, causing them to fall screaming.

The enemy phalanx continued to advance, but soon the phalanx of these soldiers collapsed under the fire of the 20 mm cannon mounted on the Irlanhill paratrooper armored vehicles.

The dense ammunition hit the dense crowd, and those soldiers wearing heavy armor only realized at this time that the life-saving armor on their bodies could not stop the enemy's bullets.

"Ahh A soldier of the Kasik Empire fell screaming, bloodied the streets before being trampled into a pie by his companions behind.

And the other soldier who stepped on him, before he could go any further, was also hit by a continuous burst of bullets, clutching his chest and screaming and falling in a pool of blood.

"I can't hold it!" An officer with a long sword in his hand, standing behind the human wall, watched his soldiers' flesh and blood flying, and shouted loudly to the general beside him: "A team of 100 will be finished in the blink of an eye!" It's not a war, it's a soldier to die! ”

"Two blocks behind you is the palace of our Kasik Empire! You have to stay here! No retreat is allowed! The general's armor shone with a magical light, and he pointed to the wall in the smoke in the distance, and shouted, "General Marko will lead his troops to retake the city gates!" We can still hold our ground! ”

"It's late! Checkmate! We're done! The commander shouted with a sad face when he saw that a brand new hundred-man squad he had just ordered to go up was shattered by the enemy's fire in an instant.

His feet were covered with the corpses of young soldiers, and in front of him stood the last of the blood of the Empire. He felt that it was better to let these people die here without accomplishment, it was better to raise their hands and surrender.

"We can still fight! Bastard! Surrender is not allowed! Do you understand? Hold on until dark! No surrender of any kind is allowed! The general grabbed the officer by the collar and hysterically threatened: "If you dare to lay down your arms!" I'll chop you with my own hands! ”

"Boom!" Behind them, a shell from a 155 mm howitzer fell in the originally splendid Imperial Palace of the Kasik Empire.

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

In the basement of the Magic Tower, sitting alone in a room, facing his queen and children, Harriet, the emperor of the Kasic Empire, had an expression called despair written on his face.

"The Emperor of Irlanhill is an upstart, and he has no understanding of basic etiquette and morality. He didn't give me a chance to surrender with dignity...... So, I don't think you guys will have any decency at all. He talked to himself as he stroked his youngest son's hair.

"You are fortunate to have been born into the Magic Empire and become a member of the royal family...... You have enjoyed countless splendor and wealth. As he spoke, he looked at the queen who had already cried into tears: "But ...... You too are unfortunate...... Born in this era...... I can only accompany me, a pathetic person, to die together. ”

"Where's my brother?" The youngest princess asked in a childish voice, tilting her head back and staring at her father with big eyes.

Hearing her daughter's question, the queen on the side cried even more heartbreakingly. A few hours earlier, Elanhill's paratroopers had breached the walls of the capital, and the Grand Prince of the Kasik Empire, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Empire, had already died at the head of the city at that time.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who was dressed in silver helmet and silver armor, stood at the head of the city and watched the airborne troops of Iran Hill approaching the city, and then was targeted by snipers.

The artillery fire called by the sniper suddenly enveloped the city wall where the eldest prince was located, and then the body of the eldest prince was sent down, and the surrounding soldiers did not have time to cry before they saw the spectacular scene of the city wall being blown down by artillery fire.

By the time the news reached the palace, the paratroopers of Iran Hill had already engaged in fierce street battles with the remaining royal forces of the Kasik Empire.

Harriet's second son was now uncertain about his fate, because he had been ordered to guard the walls in the other two directions, and he had lost contact with him because of the chaos of the army.

"Your brothers will fight until the last moment for your country...... Since there is no decent surrender, then there can only be a glorious battle. This is the fate that Kasik's royal family must face. Harriet sighed and replied.

He didn't need to care about these words now, whether his young daughter and youngest son could understand it. He's just saying what he wants to say, and it's best to say it before he calmly goes to die.

So, he just said it sentence by sentence, sentence by sentence, ignoring the dust that had fallen on his head because of the explosion of the shells.

"Your Majesty! The City Guard has lost contact! The walls may have already been breached...... a minister walked in, bowed his head and reported: "Soon the walls of the Imperial City may also be lost, and the losses of our troops are too great. ”

"I see! I know! …… Let's go down! Leave some space for me and the Queen. Harriet waved his hand, not even bothering to give any new instructions.

He knew that no matter how much he commanded, or what kind of orders he ordered, he could not change the current situation.

Soon, he will go to see his ancestors - unwillingly, and unseemly. He was a sinner, a sinner who had no shame to see his ancestors.

Now, in his heart, he is already thinking about whether he wants to 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 dignity, the last dignity of the royal family of the Kasik Empire.

"I'm sorry! My dear. He looked at the queen, who had been crying all along, and stretched out a hand to help the other party wipe away the tears from his face. But he stretched out his hand and found that no matter how much he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean......