Chapter 462
My Empire Chapter 462
2020-11-03
Chapter 462 463 The Devil's CommandAnother corner of the world, Beyost, the capital of the Bamyhir Empire, stinks On the street in the sky, several demon soldiers were sitting slumped together, tearing at a bloody thigh.
Another pitiful person becomes the devil's meal, a sight almost every day on the streets of Beyonce.
The City Guards are nervous one by one. All they can do is to take good care of their family members and ensure their absolute safety.
Everywhere is a bleak scene, and behind the silence is a deep despair. The reign of demons has turned this place into a real hell.
Except for some privileged classes, everyone has become a ration for the devil to keep, and they have to pray that they will not be eaten every day when they go out. This kind of life makes everyone here live like walking on thin ice.
I hope that Alanhill's troops will call more and more ideas. Many people gather in secret, hoping that other human empires can fight here and liberate them.
"Huh!" Inciting his fleshy wings, Saruks, who was still handsome but with a distorted expression on his face, crossed the desolate street and rushed into Bamyhir in one breath. Imperial Palace of the Empire.
"Your Highness!" Several succubus guards in the Imperial Palace saw Prince Saruks and immediately bowed their heads and saluted.
Prince Saruks didn't even look at those beautiful faces, went straight to the seat that originally belonged to the emperor, Your Majesty, and sat down.
"Your Highness! According to your order, we are mobilizing Noraksen... For your safety, we should continue to retreat." The subordinate bowed his head and persuaded.
"Even giving up the Franno River defense line? That means we handed over half of Baamehir to the goddamn Alanhill people!" He took the wine glass handed over by the succubus beside him, Sarooks drank the blood in the cup and said coldly.
"His Royal Highness, wait for Noraksen to arrive, and then we will regroup... In addition, the second prince will also arrive... At that time..." The subordinate continued to suggest.
"Don't mention that bastard to me!" Salux interrupted the other party's words, and threw the wine glass in his hand at the other party's feet and shattered: "That bastard of Saruthisth! Come on! Come here and suffer a big loss from mankind, he will know why I am so embarrassed!"
"But you are right, you are not afraid of running out of firewood, since he is willing to come here. Taking over such a mess, of course I am willing to give it to him!" Sarooks sneered, and then motioned for someone to bring him a new cup: "Let him come! Let him come! hmph hmph hmph hum."
"Then, Your Majesty, the Franno River line of defense...what..." his subordinates asked in confusion. Don't say he didn't expect at this time, even if he really thinks of it, let Saruks say it himself. This is the way of being an official.
"Otherwise, you are a bunch of idiots, and I am a wise prince!" Sarooks felt that it was a very pleasant thing for him to throw the blame on Saruhis. , In a good mood, he is willing to say a few words to his subordinates.
He looked at the smiling faces, and the arrogance seemed to come back to him: "Why do we give up the Franno River line of defense? We demons are here in this The world is not for being a good person."
He said while leading instructions to several evil Demon Generals: "Pass my order! Let the troops no longer have to restrain discipline!"
This is something he has long wanted to do, but has never had time to do. Before, he needed the help of these humans, but now that the battlefield has collapsed to such an extent, he doesn't have to worry about word of mouth.
Anyway, for demons, they don't have to worry about anything except the constraints given by the source of magic. Maybe they didn't dare to mess around in the puppet empire, but in Bamyhir, they didn't have any taboos.
"Your Highness, you are so wise... We've been waiting for this order for a long time." A strong evil Demon General led the smile on his face to become hideous, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, He opened his mouth to praise.
The other evil Demon General leaders also began to praise Saroos for being smart and powerful - anyway, as long as they can kill as one pleases, that's a great boss worthy of praise.
"Let's go and issue an order to eat everyone here! In this way, we can use their flesh and blood to raise more demon warriors!" An evil Demon General responded excitedly Following Sarux's order, he turned around and walked out.
Saroux took another new wine glass from the succubus beside him and drank all the blood in the wine glass. The corners of his red lips looked strangely gorgeous.
"Alanhill! Even if you can beat me! You can only take a cemetery from me...I'll turn it into a scorched, barren land of nothing! You wait. This world, after all, still belongs to our demons!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, narrowed his eyes and said fiercely.
Just as all the demons started cheering excitedly that they could "request" on the spot, the door of the great hall was pushed open from the outside.
Bamehir VII walked in with lost one's head out of fear, bringing a group of ministers who were plump or bejeweled.
He staggered as soon as he entered the door, and ran to Sarooks with a tumble and crawled, humbly begging for mercy: "Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness Sarooks! Your Honorable Sarooks Your Highness... Your troops have lost their restraints, they are killing people, killing people everywhere..."
Saroux looked at these humble mortals with interest, with a contemptuous smile on his mouth.
He ordered the people in because he wanted to have some fun and relieve the embarrassment of his successive defeats.
The demons standing behind Sarooks couldn't help laughing when they looked at these human beings who didn't know the situation.
"I have given orders to take over all the regions, gather all the forces, and fight Alanhill to the death... So, your empire must do its part to defeat our common enemy." Sarooks is very official, and in fact he has no plans to let these muddleheaded inspectors go.
"Take over, take over? Your Highness! Your Highness, we didn't agree... You didn't promise us..."
"Of course I'll keep my word, you are still here. The emperor, just... I need 10 million human beings as food now... You can issue an order to bring these people to support my army..." Saruks said gloomily with a smile.
Hearing this terrifying order, Emperor Bamyhir VII was so frightened that he was sweating coldly. Can stay on the spot.
He and these ministers spent all day drinking and drinking, entangled in the bed with beautiful succubus, and now the other party turned his face unexpectedly, and he didn't know what to do with himself.
The human generals who followed behind them, no matter how stupid they were at this time, could see that these demons were going to turn their faces. They reached out to touch the long sword around their waists, but were immediately twisted by the demons behind them. .
The sound of these generals falling to the ground alarmed Emperor Bamyhir VII in front of him. He was as timid as a mouse, and when he saw the dead man, he immediately shivered, preparing to save his own life first, and then Consider others.
However, what he didn't know was that even his idea, Saruks was unwilling to give him a chance to realize it.
"The source of magic is ready to come and rule this world...but you humans can't tell good from bad and resist... Now, you must pay the price for your stupidity!" With a flick of the palm, a flame shrouded the plump body of Emperor Bamyhir VII.
"Now...please die! This...will become a new city of demons!" Saruks grasped his fists, and the flames were screaming, completely smashing Pakistan. Mayhir VII was burned to ashes.
The begging, crying, and screaming in the room came one after another, and every demon was slaughtering these high-level Bamyhir Empire leaders in gold and silver.
Outside this Imperial Palace great hall, countless demon troops scattered and began to search for humans in the streets and alleys. They killed with the weapons in their hands, tore with their sharp claws, and gnawed with their mouths full of sharp teeth... All that was left was a blood-stained world.
On this day, an army of demons bloodbathed Beyost, the capital of the Bamyhir Empire. It was also on this day that large-scale turmoil broke out in the Bamyhir Empire, and countless people escaped from the devil and began to flee to the north.
In the chaos, countless civilians died in this massacre, and most of the numbers in later generations are only estimates. However, in the history of Alanhill's empire, the disaster is recorded as 21 million dead and 45 million displaced in the Bamyhir region.
It is recognized that this number is not much exaggerated, and there may even be some incomplete statistics - folk sayings are even more exaggerated. Some people claim that this disaster directly caused 70 million deaths and more than 120 million people. forced to migrate.
However, no matter how many people died in this disaster, it is true that these people will not be resurrected.
The entire Bamyhir area is a mess, with gunpowder everywhere and wars everywhere. There are human troops who resist, and there are demon troops who kill and set fire. With a random order from Saruks, destruction began here.
Ten days later, the main force of Alanhill crossed the Ludo River and occupied the southern bank of the river. A day later, the mechanized forces advanced to the deserted Vatican drop zone, occupying all nearby areas.
Millions of troops went south, saving countless civilians who fled north, and the news that demons began to massacre human beings spread to Alanhill along with these refugees. ►
Two updates today, take a break, and continue to make up for updates.
(end of this chapter)