Saben was a very smart guy and dared to make a quick judgment at critical moments. He heard the implicit meaning of Su Hao's words, and immediately raised his head, shouting with unconcealed excitement: "I am willing to obey any orders from your Lord. From now on, I will be your most loyal slave."

Su Hao's lips raised slightly, revealing a noticeable smile: "I can tell you one thing: Valam is dead."

Saben's eyes trembled slightly. He was not surprised at what Su Hao said, nor did he think that Su Hao was lying. Since they all had the same weapons, then Lord Valam's death became natural. They should not belong to this world. Maybe it was a magician who came here through the boundaries of time and space, or even a devil with a human appearance. But this is not important. From the day when he killed his benefactor, that is, Earl Lasen, Saben felt that he had sold his soul to the devil. Lord Valam was a devil, and the man named Su Hao in front of him was also a devil. The only difference was that he had his own master changed one. It was like a prostitute. He sold it once or a hundred times, and in fact, no one would compare to anyone.

"I need all the noble territory that the Clement family currently has."

Su Hao briefly explained the relationship between Valam and the Clemen family and said seriously: "I will be responsible for dealing with those you fear, and you must also let me see enough value. I will send people to help you act together. Remember, in a month, I will see you integrate all occupied areas. No matter what method you take, you must hold these places firmly in your hands."

Sabune bowed respectfully, knelt on one knee on the ground, and asked in the most humble tone: "What kind of ban do you plan to use?"

This is also a question that Viscount Sazabi once asked. Su Hao smiled and said, "Of course it's the Duke of Red Dragon."

A guy like Saben who sees something bad and turns to someone else's disciple is often disgusting. However, even the fence-riding faction is what Su Hao needs most at the moment. Whether it is sincere or superficial, it represents an identification with Su Hao himself in a certain part of his thinking. This is an indispensable prerequisite for becoming a "worker bee". No matter how much or less, only by truly having a similar feeling towards someone will further expand, expand, and produce an absolute sense of obedience.

Despicable villains can also be transformed into loyal confidants. Similar situations have also occurred on the earth. Whether in the third stage, the main world or the space field, Su Hao needs to have a large enough group of "worker bees". Moreover, in terms of personal abilities, Saben is indeed excellent. He is cruel and ruthless in doing things, and at some point it cannot be considered a derogatory term. If he does not have enough experience and ability, he cannot lead an army of up to tens of thousands of people. Although he is defeated, it is not Saben's mistake. In the face of guns, cannons and guided weapons that are ahead of more than a dozen eras, swords, guns, swords, and shields cannot perform their effects at all.

The day after returning from the space domain, Su Hao received a remote communication from Dai Xiaolou. He received a special permission order issued by the "Iron Warriors" Legion, and he will follow the specific person in charge of the legion to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the Clement family.

It was actually a small-scale battle. No one would be left alone. Since Valam decided to secretly follow up the space field, other leaders of the Clement family realized that this huge investment of gambling was nothing more than two outcomes. First: the family won an opportunity for comprehensive development and began to become stronger. Second: the secret was exposed, the imperial police and even the main legion began to intervene, and all the family members were killed or sentenced to lifelong enslavement. The surname "Clement" disappeared forever.

Dai Xiaolou, who was wearing power armor, looked very majestic. With his orders, dozens of fully armed legion soldiers jumped off the two armored magnetic vehicles, like precision-configured parts, and quickly headed to the battle position marked on the electronic map.

The Clemen family's manor is a war fortress covered with various decorations and plants. However, the absolute disadvantage of weapons prevents the guards from changing the situation. The individual power booster made a huge roar, and the legion soldiers kept adjusting their jumping direction. When Dai Xiaolou led a few soldiers to cross the wall, fell from the air, and stood firm in the center of the courtyard, the ground trembled suddenly, and nearby windows shattered one by one, and a burst of dust soared into the sky was aroused. Before the heavy dust could subside, the launcher on their shoulders had fired dozens of rockets, spraying out in all directions with orange-red flames. The entire manor was trembling in the storm-like explosion, and the beautiful stone sculptures turned into pieces. The nearby people fled, enduring the flames and high temperatures, while looking for cover between the broken walls of the wreckage.

The extremely rapid central breakthrough was just the beginning. The bombing released by the legion soldiers was briefly and quickly, turning the entire manor into a hell full of debris and flames. However, this was just the beginning. With the fierce impact, more legion soldiers rushed in one by one. The guards of the Clement family were suppressed by powerful firepower. Some guards were hit by rockets bombed in the open area, and their bodies were broken and burning. Although other survivors responded in time, they just barely parried. It was only a matter of time before the manor fell.

"Everyone put down their weapons is your last chance. The stubborn resistance will bear the most violent anger from His Majesty the Emperor. You will be glad that death is the easiest end. Repeat and put down your weapons immediately."

The priest who followed Dai Xiaolou kept shouting to the guards through the helmet speakers. In front of him, the raid squad was running, with short-barrel rifles loading, chainsaw swords and fragmented grenades ready to attack every room of the building. The sound of gunfire can be heard everywhere, and the guards of the Clement family who survived the first attack tried to fight back, but both heavy machine guns and light-energy rifles were futile and could not stop the attack of the Legionnaires.

Su Hao, with more than ten members of the minion army, rushed directly into the manor with the raid team. The guards who were constantly shot by bullets screamed and died. The armored door panels were useless in front of the high-heat blasting device. There were violent explosions and flames that kept devouring life everywhere, and the survivors fled into the inner room one after another.

Dai Xiaolou and his team members swept through one room after another, and used fragmented grenades and bullets to clean the room continuously. According to regulations, this kind of battle with a slight degree of danger must be completed by more than 90% of the new recruits of the Legion. In this way, the combat became a practical training.

No member of the Clement family fled the scene, and the battles were carried out by experienced legion veterans. Compared to those recruits who rushed into the manor and were excited, the veterans seemed very leisurely. They used various electronic instruments to conduct comprehensive monitoring of the manor. Any creature who wanted to leave the monitoring range would receive more than three search instrument coordinate captures. The veterans judged these targets, decided to capture them alive, or sniped them on the spot.

When the bulletproof steel gate in the last secret room was blown open, the survivors of the Clemen family were completely desperate.

A young man in his twenties was squatting in the corner. He lowered his body and avoided the bullets whistling from the corridor. His handsome face was charred by the ashes. He was crying and panicked, shouting: "Surrender, we can't beat them at all."

"Damn Henry, shut up."

An elderly man with gray hair held a light machine gun in his hand, pulling out an empty magazine to replace it, and shouting at the young man: "Do you think they will let you go after surrender? Infiltrating space that does not belong to him without authorization is a felony that is not allowed by the imperial law. What's more, this matter also involves the main legion of the "Iron Warriors". You should be very clear about how cruel those people punish offenders. If they fall into their hands, even death will become a luxury."

Without waiting for the young man named Henry to answer, a tired female voice came from behind the exploded wall next to her. It was a middle-aged woman with a beautiful appearance and a dark eyes. Her expression was numb and she muttered to herself.

"It's ridiculous. We actually believed Valam's lies and thought he could become stronger with his family. Look outside, Ramsey was dead, Betty was blown to pieces, and Molosova was burned out of recognition. And Uncle Lakason, Aunt Halma and Grandpa Dart did something wrong? What did we do wrong? Why, why did we have to end like this?"

Next to him, the face of a middle-aged man was already twisted by hatred. He held the assault rifle in his hand tightly and roared sternly: "Anyway, it's all death, I'll fight with them."

After saying that, the middle-aged man rushed out of the room with a rifle. Before he could pull the trigger, he was shot in the head by a whizzing bullet and died on the spot.

Before the others in the room could scream, two legion soldiers holding high-temperature flame guns appeared at the end of the corridor. They took firm and steady steps, and the violent flames swallowed everything that was coming directly in front of them. Then, several soldiers holding raiding machine guns also joined in, shrapnel and flames sprinkled in the room, tearing up all the objects that were touched. Soon, after the smoke and flames passed, there was no living person in the room.

"These guys are really stubborn. But then again, this is indeed their best choice. Although I like guys who surrender voluntarily, their fate is often very miserable. Well, do you know what biological slaves are? They are usually used as culture medium for genetic glands, with many tubes inserted into them, like a fertile soil on which you can sow seeds at will, and then patiently wait for germination, growth, and fruits to bear."

When he took off his helmet, Dai Xiaolou smelled a very pungent burnt smell. It was a masterpiece caused by the collision between the high-temperature flame gun and human corpses. After each battle of the main legion, this strong smell could be smelled on the battlefield. Dai Xiaolou was very familiar with this, but he didn't like it or felt comfortable at all.

He raised his foot with heavy armor and kicked the charred body in front of him, which was completely charred, and could barely see the human-shaped carbonized corpse, muttering indifferently: "Look at this guy, he is like a fried dough stick that has been fried in the oil pan. Just look at it and feels disgusting. He could have had a happy old age, and could have been dead in the warm and soft bed, and then buried in the coffin of the beautiful past. Now, there is nothing left. Even the old nest has become a garbage dump. Wow, what is this? The most precious objects on him have been burned out, and even if they become dead, they have lost their qualifications as a man. Hahahahaha."

Dai Xiaolou's bad jokes are not aimless. The corpse burned into charred leaned against the wall, and his legs were divided into the character "eight". The burned clothing was closely bonded to the body, and it was impossible to recognize the specific style, let alone see the face and appearance. The genitals representing the middle of his legs could no longer be seen, and it was difficult to distinguish the specific existence from a pile of black crisp carbon. No wonder Dai Xiaolou expressed such feelings. As a member of the main legion, he always despised the enemy and had no respect for the opponents who died at his hands.

A pharmacist with the Emperor's Holy Light pattern on the surface of the power armor came over. His duty was to conduct DNA testing and comparison of each corpse to determine the specific identity of the deceased. This kind of thing is simple, but very cumbersome. The pharmacist constantly retrieves samples from one corpse and compares and reviews with the existing DNA records on the portable computer. Two legion soldiers with live ammunition followed him. Every time a corpse was confirmed, a name would be checked on the target table that must be killed on his wrist.

Varam's private infiltration of the space that does not belong to him has violated the unforgivable regulations in the imperial laws. All codes were promulgated by the emperor himself. The emperor's will is inviolable. In the face of these two foundations that cannot be questioned and can never be violated, the only way out for the Clement family is to exterminate the clan.

The battle report submitted by Captain Nelson did not mention the confession of prisoners of war. This means that the other party would rather die than reveal a little. To outsiders, this is very troublesome because there is no evidence. However, the style of the main legion is not what outsiders think. They do not need evidence, as long as they know Valam's specific identity and the data on genetic identity are sufficient.

It doesn't matter if you don't speak. Even dead people can't speak. If you think that keeping silent can survive by chance, you're a big mistake. In front of the emperor, lies and concealment are ineffective. Acts that disobey the emperor's dignity must be washed away with the blood of the whole family.

Confirmation of identity is a crucial link in the entire combat mission. Only by confirming each dead person can this mission be declared successful. Because of this kind of meticulousness that must be done without omissions, the genocide extermination mission must be carried out by the punishment troops in the main legion of the "Iron Warriors". Dai Xiaolou has done this many times before, and he has no psychological burden, and the murderous actions have become particularly quick.

The pharmacist is a calm-looking man. He glanced at the information displayed on the portable computer, then at the burnt corpse leaning against the wall, and finally turned to Dai Xiaolou, with a strange expression, and a slightly twitching smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency, you're wrong. This is not a man, but a woman."

woman?

Dai Xiaolou's face looked a little surprised, and then quickly turned to embarrassment. He looked at the corpse carefully and found that the charred marks in the middle of the corpse's legs should be a pool of blood that had been burned to black before. It is indeed difficult for men and women to judge from their appearance at high temperatures. However, the two black marks on the chest of the corpse can be clearly seen. The female breasts are originally made up of a large amount of fat, and the flames at that location are usually very strong, and the burning degree is more intense than other parts of the body.

It's indeed a mistake.

"Oh, I curse this damn family. They are all a group of mean liars. Even if they die, they are still deceived by my eyes and confusing my thinking."

Dai Xiaolou shook his head, raised his feet and stomped the head of the corpse hard. After regaining his confidence from the ravage and rage, he turned around and said to Su Hao who was following him: "Go and do what you should do, remember, you have fifteen minutes."

When Su Hao led Lille and Bella into a small room south of Clement Manor, Brito was lying on the ground without any daring to move. He had neither hands nor feet, and the only thing he could do was close his eyes and pretend to be unconscious.

Many animals pretend to be dead when they encounter danger, and humans are no exception.

Brito knew how fierce these people outside were. They were all cruel guys. Brito had used murder and many other things before. But now, he was so scared that he could hardly control himself, as if he had encountered the most terrifying natural enemy in his life.

Of course it is useless to pretend to be dead.

Except for Brito, everyone in the Clement family was dead. The main legion never gave any discounts in executing orders, and the targets that were killed even included the private soldiers of the Clement family. Without special weapons facing the power armor, it was impossible for anyone to survive this fierce attack.

Brito is an exception. He was ordered by Dai Xiaolou to capture alive. For a useless man who had completely cut off his hands and feet and had completely lost his ability to move, it would be very difficult for Brito to commit suicide.

After looking at Brito, Su Hao turned his gaze to Bella standing beside him and said calmly: "I promised you that I will give you an explanation on that matter. Now, he is yours."
Chapter completed!