The places that the attacking Irlanhill troops passed along the way were basically in ruins, and the Norma Empire, which was not a good line of communication in the first place, was all scrapped because of the attack of the Staff of the Gods.

The entire road was shattered and cracked, making it almost impassable except for off-road vehicles. The sappers of Iran Hill are desperately trying to repair the road, so much so that they are the busiest troops of the war.

There were more than thirty cities attacked by the Staff of the Gods, and most of these cities were destroyed by more than a third. Although it is a small model of the Staff of the Gods, its lethality is not much worse than that of a nuclear bomb.

When you come to the hinterland of the Norma Empire, you can see that there is a desolation of the end times. The vegetation in the wilderness is crooked, and the forests are destroyed. On the edge of the collapsed house, the man who had survived sat on the stone in despair, looking with numb eyes at the troops of Iran Hill as they passed in front of him.

After the troops on the border were wiped out, the resistance of the Norma Empire was completely unorganized, and small groups of troops attacked from time to time, but the formed troops no longer existed.

The cracked runway of the airport is still parked with transport planes and passenger planes with damaged landing gear. These planes are owned by Norma Airlines, which at its peak had more than 230 aircraft of various types.

Like other magical empires, the Norma Empire has a considerable honeymoon period with the Iran Hill Empire. The Norma Empire exported minerals such as magic crystals in exchange for a lot of equipment produced by Iran Hill.

Therefore, in fact, there are a lot of modern infrastructure and valuable factories in the territory of the Norma Empire.

For example, the steel plant built with the assistance of Iran Hill, which has been in operation for more than a year in the Norma Empire, is quite large - it has an annual production capacity of five million tons of steel, which makes up for the serious shortage of steel production in the Norma Empire at that time.

Now, the factory, which was located in the northern part of the Norma Empire and symbolized the friendship between the two countries, is now completely damaged and paralyzed by the tremors, and stands there quietly, no longer making any sound.

You know, just half a month ago, the chimneys here were still billowing with smoke, and the factory equipment was still making noise because of the work.

The towering walls of the city not far north of the factory had completely collapsed, the ground was cracked by the tremors, there were collapsed buildings everywhere, and the people who cleaned up the ruins could not stop crying until they saw the tank of Iran Hill.

By the time the forces of the Elanhill Empire entered the strike range of the Staff of the Gods, the dust had almost fallen here. The air, though still not fresh, at least didn't suffocate to death.

Dusty locals, burying the bodies of their loved ones in tears, rummaged through the rubble, rags and black faces, and could not see their expressions clearly.

They watched numbly as the tanks of the Irranhill Empire passed in front of them, and the grenadiers of the Irranhill passed in front of them, not even making a sound.

These civilians who survived were just silently weeping, carrying their belongings, searching for the bodies of their relatives or friends.

It was as if the soul of the country was dead the moment the Staff of the Celestials began to attack.

Silence, irritating silence, irritating silence, desperate silence......

It wasn't until the engineers of the Irlanhill Empire, as well as the rescue team that entered the Norma Empire, appeared, that these locals finally realized that this cruel war was over for them, and that Ellen Hill was already the new owner of the land.

"Why...... Why use such a terrible weapon...... We didn't do anything wrong......" an old man snuggled up to a crumbling wall, shouting to the Iran Hill sappers who were helping to carry the stones.

There was a cry in his voice, and the sappers of Iran Hill did not answer him. They were just ordered to come here to clean up the wreckage and then make everything ready for post-war reconstruction.

Two transport planes flew through the sky, leaving something behind as they passed through the city. The parachute opens quickly, and in the sky it seems to be a small blooming flower.

For two days in a row, the planes passed by here and dropped the same thing. The locals know that this is their moment of happiness......

In order to keep the local survivors alive, Elanhill consciously began to drop some daily necessities into the marginal areas that had been hit.

The boxes under these parachutes contain tents, instant noodles and mineral water, which can make many people in the vicinity barely survive for a while.

As for whether there will be someone to rob it, whether there will be someone to occupy it, and even whether there will be a fire merger to enhance the materials, this is not something that the Irlanhill military considers.

The parachute descended slowly, and the nearby survivors had already gathered, their heads tilted and waiting for the lucky drop box to get closer to the ground, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Why...... Why do you use such a terrible weapon? We didn't do anything wrong! By the wall, the old man was still repeating the same question, but still no one answered him.

"Obey the laws of Irlanhill, forbid killing, theft, and molestation of women......" An armored vehicle with a horn on it jolted forward slowly through the rubble, passing the survivors who were dividing up food and tents.

Several Iran Hill soldiers with weapons on their backs smoked cigarettes and looked at the survivors of these things, they didn't have to grab these things, after all, the various foods provided by the army were much better than the instant noodles that were airdropped.

Although they often complain that the energy food in the army is miserable, if they can reminisce about the mustard and instant noodles they ate when they marched and fought in the war, they will only cry out even more miserable.

Not far away, a bulldozer is tearing down some unusable walls, and the city is being rebuilt from the rubble, and the rebuilt city has a brand new name, called Garson.

The iron ore mines here will be rebuilt, the steel production here will be expanded, everything here will be restored, and everyone who lives here will continue to live happily.

"Why...... Why do you use such a terrible weapon? We didn't do anything wrong! By the wall, the old man was still repeating the same question.

This time, someone answered him. It was an officer who happened to pass by, he stopped and looked at the old man: "Because, the Norma Empire is wrong!" As Norma, you can only endure suffering. ”