Chapter 460
My Empire Chapter 460
2020-11-03
Chapter 460 Next to the gangway 461Three days later, Chris' Alanhill Sky One floated the battleship and slowly approached The airport outside Serris City.
The huge battleship hull stopped a little bit, and the mottled bullet marks on it were clear, recording how tragic the world-shattering battle was.
On the heavy armor of Sky No. 1, there were three or four places where it was penetrated, and there were even more places where it was not penetrated.
Those penetrating injuries are frightening to watch, and the huge bullet holes can even accommodate a person to pass easily.
And such a bullet hole was actually pierced through a 500mm thick armored steel plate, surrounded by dark traces melted by magical energy, about the size of a small car.
Including the huge eagle emblem on the bow of Sky One's frontal ship, marks of being hit by magic guns can be seen everywhere on the armor of this battleship.
There are many craters that have not penetrated, and some are only a hundred or ten millimeters away, and they have penetrated the armor and caused serious damage to the battleship.
But, even riddled with scars, all the guns on this battleship still stand. The King Alanhill flag on the bridge still flutters in the wind.
"Are you ready? Your Majesty could show up at any time." An officer walked to the front of the military band, looked at his watch, and asked.
"We can start anytime, we are ready." The commander of the military band solemnly replied.
Behind the military band, there is a choir full of teenagers. This choir is from Imperial Family No. 1 Middle School. Every seedling is carefully selected, with a clean background, strict standards for height, appearance, body, and voice.
Further afield is the honor guard of the Alanhill Guard. Every pacesetter is wearing a straight military uniform, and wearing a ceremonial medal that is only worn by relying on soldiers.
For the sake of aesthetics, the weapons they use are old Mauser 98K bolt action rifles with chrome-plated bayonets mounted on them.
These soldiers looked steadily forward, arranged in a neat square, waiting for the emperor Your Majesty to inspect.
It has to be said that after the battle of the Rudono River, Chris's reputation in this country has increased, and people are talking about the invincible and great emperor Your Majesty, and the adjectives can be said to be more and more.
Even, official imperial officials have begun to advocate the emperor Your Majesty's title on semi-public occasions.
There are very few emperors or heroes in the human history of this world who have their own titles. In other words, very few people have the kind of honor that is recognized by others.
Even if it is not recognized, there are only 17 emperors of the mortal empire who have self-proclaimed the title of honor. This number is not too much in the thousands of years of history.
In the magician empire, there are only 2 Great Archmages who are known to have the title, and there is no monarch with the title in the mortal empire.
Although Chris's situation is a bit special now, the Forbidden Realm has completely disappeared, and he can't be regarded as Your Majesty, the emperor of a mortal empire at all - but the matter of getting the honorary title is still a major event. , the top of the empire is still weighing and considering.
After all, this is an empire's face problem. If you get the honorary title but are not recognized by other empires, you will lose the face of the Alanhill Imperial Family, so you must be more careful.
It's better that this kind of thing can where water flows, a canal is formed, rather than trying to force myself to buckle - at least, Chris himself thinks so.
"Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!" Dez stood at the front to greet Chris as he walked down the gangway. When he saw the Emperor Your Majesty in a gorgeous robe walking to the door of the hatch specially prepared for the Emperor Your Majesty, he immediately raised his head. shouted.
With his cry, the hearts of other ministers finally fell to the ground. In their view, the emperor Your Majesty leader personally bringing troops into battle, no matter how safe the process, is also scary.
even more how, there is no Crown Prince in this empire, and there is no legitimate heir to the throne! This is something that will never be forgotten.
"Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!" Deans, Stryd, Roque, the military's chief of staff, and Defense Secretary Kastner, all cheered in unison.
"Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!" Behind them, all the officials and military generals who came to greet them cheered in unison. If a bomb is detonated here at this time, almost the top of the Alanhill Empire will be taken away.
It's a pity that everyone who can stand here has undergone strict scrutiny, and the army soldier who defends here is strictly guarded, and a fly may not fly. Come in.
Hearing the cry of the emperor Your Majesty long live, the commander of the military band immediately waved his baton, and all kinds of musical instruments were played, and they converged into a majestic music.
As the military band played, the youngsters of the chorus also sang the song that followed the Alanhill Grenadiers' expedition: "Alanhill King's Flag...Never! Fall! The gods are always with Your Majesty! We are victorious and bask in the glory of Supreme; we are victorious because we have fought bravely; we are on the battlefield for the sake of our country; the banner of King Alanhill... never fall!"
Chris Chin He waved his arm lightly, and then walked down the gangway with Vivian. With his feet on the soft red carpet, he walked step by step to Dez and the others.
"It's been a lot of hard work when I'm not here!" Chris smiled a lot at Dez, then looked towards Deans and the others, and said.
"It is our duty as courtiers to share your worries for Your Majesty," Dez and Deans and the others replied in unison.
"Victory is not easy to come by... You still need to work hard." Chris encouraged him. Instead of checking the honor guard first, he walked along the huge airport terminal to the ordinary officers and soldiers on the other side. gangway.
He walked to the gangway and ordered to the officer who stood at attention and salute in front of the gangway: "Let the fallen soldiers and wounded come down... As their emperor, I will give these brave soldiers a ride at last."
"Yes!" The officer raised his chin and saluted again. Because he was too excited, the salute at this time was somewhat deformed: "Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!"
Behind Chris, the military band was still playing the majestic battle song, but the chorus stopped after singing one song. Since Chris didn't check the honor guard directly, it was an impromptu idea, so they didn't prepare any other songs - couldn't sing one song all the time, right?
At this time, the huge officers and soldiers used the ramp, and four soldiers in uniforms, carrying coffins covered with eagle flags, walked down slowly.
Chris, who was standing beside the gangway, just watched, staring at the coffin being carried down one by one, expressionless, not say a word.
It wasn't until the coffin was in front of him that he asked loudly, "What's his name?"
The soldiers carrying the coffin were stunned for a moment. He stopped and replied at attention: "Report Your Majesty! Sergeant Bob was killed!"
"Thank you for your service to the Empire!" Chris extended the hand and pressed it on the coffin He said something softly, then took a step back to get out of the way, and let the coffin covered with the national flag go.
Afterwards, the second coffin was carried down the gangway by four soldiers. Chris continued to ask softly, "What's his name."
In this way, the coffins were carried down one by one. In Sky One, there is a young life lying in every coffin.
The soldiers answered loudly one by one, singing one by one a name that is so ordinary and hard to remember.
Until the end, the soldiers carrying the coffins had finished walking, and the rest were seriously wounded soldiers on stretchers. Chris was still standing beside the gangway, saluting each of the wounded.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Finally, a soldier whose legs had been sawed off couldn't hold it any longer, he took Chris's hand and cried, tears falling to the ground: "Your Majesty! I still want to fight for you! Your Majesty! I'm still alive! I still want to fight for you! Your Majesty!"
His cry seemed to ignite something, and for a moment the lightly wounded, Soldiers with bandages on their heads, soldiers with arms around their chests, and soldiers on crutches all began to cry.
"Long live the emperor! Long live Alanhill!" Every wounded person who passed by Chris would sing loudly, one after another, accompanied by majestic music, without stopping.
Watching this scene, the uninjured soldiers stopped walking down the gangway. They waited for the last wounded to go down, and then spontaneously began to line up in the battleship.
Soon, a line of officers and soldiers walked out of Sky One in neat steps, and they passed in front of Chris as if they were troops under review.
They saluted Chris without stopping. Their combat boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the cement-paved airport pier.
This sound has overshadowed the majestic military music, hitting the hearts of every minister behind Chris. In Sky One, there are still soldiers walking out continuously and neatly, taking vigorous steps.
And Chris stood on one side of the gangway, like a military discipline officer on duty, meticulously saluting each row of soldiers.
"Long live Alanhill! Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!" Although these soldiers were all carrying luggage and their clothes had nothing common with each other because of the different divisions, no one cared. Hearing their heartfelt shouts, everyone knew that this was a powerful army with high morale.
Chris turned around until there were no more soldiers down the ramp. He walked to the honor guard that had been waiting for a long time, and in the music without singing, reviewed his own guards.
Just as he was reviewing the honor guard, at the other end of the huge airport, a brand-new sky-class floating battleship was replenishing supplies, and countless cars were entering this equally huge battleship. Various types of missiles are also being supplemented for this battleship.
On the bridge of this Sky No. 2 battleship, the black eagle flag also flutters in the wind, majestic and majestic. ►
I still owe you two more updates. Longling has not forgotten it. I dare not ask for a monthly ticket. I can only thank you for your support and love. Thank you.
(end of this chapter)