Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 300 Chapter 300
"Da, da, da, da, da, da..." The sound of dense leather boots hitting the stone slab echoed in the slightly empty hall.

Redman took his staff officer, adjutant, the battalion commander of the 1rd Battalion of the 3st North Ridge Regiment, and the general who had just surrendered, and walked through the Gmelin Palace surrounded by a dozen soldiers. The most magnificent hall.

The murals here are very famous. They were created by famous painters who spent a lot of money back then. They describe the story of the great victory of the Gemelin River by the ancestors of the Gomelin Kingdom.

It was after this great victory that Gmelin was able to formally establish itself as a country. It developed and grew in the Gmelin Plain surrounded by powerful enemies, and gradually developed to the scale it is today.

Unfortunately, everything is over.

While walking, Redman suddenly stopped, and everyone stopped, looking at the major general of the Datang Group who suddenly stopped moving forward.

The former Northridge hunter took out a beautifully packaged cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette from the soft case, and put it in his mouth.

The adjutant immediately struck a match smoothly, covered the flame with his hands, and leaned in front of Redman to help him light a cigarette.

Redman took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued to take steps in a chic and comfortable manner. Then, a series of intensive sounds of leather boots rang out again.

Ever since Tang Mo got out the cigarettes and began to smoke, this kind of thing began to spread on a small scale.

After several attempts, many top executives of the Datang Group have become obsessed with this seemingly stylish "hobby".

They started to imitate Tang Mo's smoking, and then Datang Group's cigarette production began to increase steadily.

Until recently, many aristocrats and businessmen in Bunas began to smoke, and regarded this kind of thing as a fashion. This kind of thing "invented" by Tang Mo became completely popular.

Leo, the bartender, and Roger and others all started smoking, and even Marcus and Parker started to imitate it.

It's just that they didn't dare to smoke in front of Tang Mo, they could only come in private, so Tang Mo was the only one smoking in the conference room of Datang Group.

The general who surrendered followed Redman. After he handed over his military power and let nearly 1000 soldiers lay down their weapons and surrendered, he realized that his opponent had fewer than 500 soldiers.

What made him even more depressed was that the 500 men had attacked for hundreds of kilometers in a row, but they didn't even encounter any decent blocking.

At the same time, he also felt very relieved, because at least such a defeat proved that he was not the only waste in the Kingdom of Gemelin...

People are like this, as long as they find a reference object worse than themselves, they can continue to be bad forever.

Therefore, when he learned that the defenders on the other three sides of the entire royal city also surrendered without a fight and were captured and captured by dozens of soldiers, the general lay down completely.

Two soldiers who opened the way helped push open the heavy door, and a side hall appeared in front of Redman's eyes.

There are many people gathered here, with gorgeous clothes, including old men and middle-aged people.Some of them were standing, some were sitting, but at the same time they turned their gazes to Redman who pushed the door open.

A man about 50 years old stood there, wearing a crown, watching Redman with a blank expression as he walked into the side hall, and walked in front of him with soldiers armed with live ammunition.

"Who are you?" The king of the Gemelin Kingdom, who was much older than Redman, asked as much as possible to keep himself calm.

He hoped that the other party could give him the treatment he deserved, the treatment a captured king should have...

Before that, the king of the kingdom that was destroyed by the Wright Kingdom chose a tragic way to end his life.

He set fire to his palace, and buried himself and his country—and burned to ashes with him, not only the palace, but also his children, queens and concubines.

The king of the Gemelin Kingdom didn't have the courage to burn himself as firewood, so he could only wait here with his ministers, waiting for his own destiny.

At least he can still hope that the Wright Kingdom, or the Datang Group, can treat the captive well and give him a face.

"My name is Redman, and I am the front-line commander of the Northridge Army of the Kingdom of Wright." Redman introduced himself, and then unceremoniously threw the cigarette butt caught between his fingers on the ground, using a Dust boots stamped out.

Redman's actions made His Majesty the King of Gemelin frown slightly, because few people behaved so vulgarly in front of him.

Even the representatives of Cyric's consortium, the person in charge, and the envoys of other countries will maintain the most basic respect when they meet him.

But the man in front of him is so arrogant and domineering, throwing things in front of him at random, and even stepping on them and twisting them vigorously...

Seeing this move, the king of Gmelin felt that the other party was stepping on his face, or trampling on his dignity.

"This is His Majesty the King of my Kingdom of Gemelin! Please maintain proper etiquette in front of him." The Prime Minister of Gemelin couldn't bear it any longer. The old man looked at Redman and reminded him.

Redman sneered, turned sideways to look at General Gemelin who surrendered, and asked in a long voice, "Is that him?"

This arrogant move made all Gemelin's ministers present furious. A few of them who were really not afraid of death even wanted to rush in front of Redman, but they were held back by their colleagues.

"You!" Even though he was still guilty, King Gemelin, who was angry with his chest, couldn't help but want to yell.

In the end, before he could make a sound, Redman slapped King Gmelin loudly in the face.This flick was completed in an instant, and the backhand was full of strength.

"Crack!" The crisp sound made the whole side hall quiet, the noise and cursing stopped abruptly, and everyone froze in place as if they had been frozen.

"Is it him?" Redman looked at the surrendering general again, and asked again in a long voice.

"Yes!" This time, the general who surrendered replied extremely quickly and simply.

The general swallowed a mouthful of saliva, fantasizing in his heart that one day he would be as majestic as Redman, and suddenly he felt a little elated.

So handsome!He thought weakly.

"..." Covering his face, King Gemelin was stunned. The tingling pain on his cheek gave him an inexplicably unreal feeling.

He was even a little aggrieved, because he felt that even if the king of the Wright Kingdom came in person, he shouldn't, and he wouldn't just slap him like this...

"I don't kill you... because my master Tang Mo is going to hang you in Bunas! To pay homage to our dead comrades!" Redman said domineeringly, pressing the pistol at his waist.

Step by step, he approached the king of Gmelin. Every time he took a step forward, the other party was frightened by his momentum and took a step back.

After forcing the other party to retreat five steps in a row, Redman continued: "You dare to let people kill my Datang Group people... Who do you think you are?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at all Gmelin's ministers present: "No one can be safe after offending my master! Even the gods!"

"Don't worry! Your death is not meaningless. It will be a warning to the world, so that when people raise their guns against Datang Group members, they should think carefully about whether they can bear the Datang Group's revenge!" Lei Deman grabbed King Gmelin by the collar, grabbed him fiercely, and pushed him towards the soldiers behind him.

Those wolves and tigers had been waiting for this moment for a long time. They rushed at the king of Gmelin, held him down, and tied him with ropes.

"You can't...you can't treat a...a king like this..." the prime minister of Gemelin trembled, stretched out an arm, and shouted loudly.

"I can!" Redman clenched a bloody dandelion ring in his palm with his other hand, and said coldly: "Besides, my master... didn't say that he wanted to arrest you and bring you back to Burnas. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the adjutant at the side shot and killed Gemelin's prime minister. Everyone fell silent, and there was no more sound in the side hall.

"Be honest! Those who cooperate will live, and those who resist will be executed!" Accompanied by Redman's order, a dozen soldiers raised their gleaming bayonets, making the remaining Gmelin's ministers look like a flock of quails Just as well-behaved.

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Bunas, the headquarters of the Datang Group, Tang Mo grabbed an exquisite wine bottle, motioned to Harry and said, "Do you know what this is?"

"It's our fine wine, my lord." Harry knew from looking at the bottle that it was Burners' wine.

Tang Mo pulled out the cork from the wine bottle, and continued to ask while pouring the wine: "Well, what else do you know, let's be more specific."

"My lord, this is Burnas 2 years old. It is a high-quality distilled liquor brewed by us. It is the best product of Burnas Wine Group, and it is also one of the most expensive drinks in the world." Harry replied fluently .

Seeing that Tang Mo remained silent, he continued to add: "A bottle of real Bunas for 2 years is priced at 300 gold coins in the market. This price can almost be exchanged for a top-end Model T car."

"But even so, this kind of wine still has a price but no market. I heard that the real Bunas is 2 years old... most of them are still in the wine cellar, because everyone knows that when Bonas comes out in 3 years , they'll be worth more." The wine was sold by John, so that's all Harry knew.

Tang Mo nodded, and handed the poured wine to Harry: "You're right."

Then he picked up a cup himself: "However, the purpose of asking you to say this is just to remind everyone present that our Datang Group is still very young..."

He looked back at the envoys from various countries sitting there, and said with a confident smile: "In a few months, everyone will know... whoever offends me will be punished no matter how far away!"
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The efficiency of staying up late is really getting lower and lower... Playful and procrastinating... In a vicious circle...

(End of this chapter)