Now, the Northland people no longer had any opponents in the city, and they could do whatever they wanted in Pullin Port.
After the looting of this prosperous city, it could be said that the wealth that had been accumulated over the years was all gone.
The native of Pullin Port, who had spent money to be a city guard, was captured because he was injured. These few days, he could really be said to have seen what was called hell on earth.
These fully armed and battle-ready Northland people, in addition to the Derman Empire soldiers, treated the unarmed Derman ordinary people even more cruelly.
The Northland people rushed into the streets, and when they saw something they liked, they went from house to house and looted. They killed whoever they saw, and those who did not kill were kept as slaves. Of course, this included slaves in certain aspects.
The people, who were used to peace, were completely scared out of their wits by this scene. They did not know who told them that there was an area in the west of the city that no Northland people could attack, and that all Derman people were allowed to take refuge there. This news spread among the refugees, and they desperately rushed there.
That place seemed to be where the church was. Could it be that the church had sent people to protect these refugees? The refugees did not care so much. Now, time was life.
The west of the city was mainly controlled by Horf's army.
In the temporary military camp where Horf was stationed, it was originally a noble's courtyard, but now it was occupied by Horf.
In the courtyard, there were ruins, corpses, and flames that had not yet been extinguished. The originally beautiful courtyard no longer existed, and in its place was a devil's lair.
Gravel led Roderick, Anna, and a group of personal guards here. After so many years, Horf had not changed at all. It was Gravel who had changed. Originally, he was still somewhat resistant to this kind of thing, but now, although he would not be as cruel as Horf, he was used to it for the sake of benefits. The Northland people were naturally warlike and liked to loot.
The soldiers of the Empire prayed not to die in battle, while the soldiers of the Northland prayed to die in battle. Only then could they return to the embrace of God Alugar and live eternally in the Hall of Valhalla with the twelve warriors and the martyrs.
When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, the two Northland soldiers who were in charge of guarding the entrance each brought along a Derman soldier who was being raised like a dog to guard the entrance.
One of the two Derman soldiers who were raised like dogs was the injured native of Plin Port.
Seeing Gravel and the rest arrive, a Northslan soldier holding a round shield with a golden bear on it kicked the butt of one of the 'dogs', and that 'dog' began the exchange.
Half of the 'dog''s tongue had been cut off. The Norslan soldier laughed out loud and the other soldier did the same thing.
Gravel was too lazy to care about Horf's bad taste. As long as it was the enemy, it didn't matter. The Derman treated their enemies no better than animals.
They went in and found Horf. Horf was fighting with five naked young Derman women.
The people around them were cheering. Horf's shiny bald head and bulging muscles made him look as fierce as ever even though he was over fifty years old.
The five women couldn't even withstand a single blow. One of them was hugged by Patrick and started fighting with his father.
Ackermann wasn't like his brother. He was only interested in the treasures. He picked out some beautiful jewelry from the gold and silver that he had plundered over the past few days. He only loved Isabella, so he wanted to personally pick out a beautiful gift for her.
Ragnar was sharpening his axe alone in a corner. He noticed that Gravel and the others had arrived. Ragnar had rested well and eaten well these days. This was enough for him. He was actually quite disgusted by the violence against the weak. He didn't think it was necessary to kill those who deserved to be killed. There was no need to make things difficult for the rest of the people.
He wasn't being merciful. He just thought that the people of the Empire were like sheep with two feet. People wanted to eat sheep, but there was no need to kill them all at once. They could be slowly eaten. This was a long-term solution.
Seeing that Gravel had arrived, Horf slapped the white butt of a woman who was fighting fiercely. He pulled out his weapon and asked his men to bring a noble's coat and put it on.
He knew that Gravel must have something to discuss when he came to him.
"Hey, my good brother, my king, what brings you here personally?" Horf opened his arms and walked towards Gravel.
"You're talking to the king. Please show some respect." Roderick stepped forward to stop him.
"Aren't you the young man who came to me for help a few days ago? What's your name again? Sorry, I forgot. I don't care who you are. If you make me unhappy, I'll chop you in half. "Horf suddenly flew into a rage.
Gravel motioned for Roderick to step back. He also intended to protect Roderick. He knew Horf too well. Even if he was the king, Horf probably didn't care about him.
"My good brother, you've been in good spirits recently. Don't let these trivial things affect your mood. I'm here today to tell you good news." Gravel stepped forward and gave Horf a bear hug.
Anna saw all of this, but she didn't say a word. She and Gravel had been together for a long time. She knew Gravel and Horf too well.
Only a young man like Roderick would dare to act rashly just because he had some strength. One must know that these people didn't crawl out from a pile of corpses.
The good news Gravel told Horf was that he was going to hold a large-scale sacrifice here to thank the gods for their blessings and victory. In addition, after Gravel's men took over Nalrand's port, they found a large number of resources, including a considerable amount of valuable smuggled goods. It could be seen that there were still people in Derman who wanted to take advantage of the crisis to make money. If these resources were used by Nalrand, Gravel and the others would have a much harder time. This was because there were a lot of magic crystals in these goods, which could be directly fired by magic crystal cannons. Gravel knew how terrifying magic crystal cannons were. It wasn't easy for him to find less than five captives who knew how to use magic crystal cannons.
This time, the spoils of war that Gravel was most excited about weren't the women's food and treasures. Instead, it was one or two airships that could still be used, as well as magic crystal cannons and crossbows.
These three items were far more valuable to Gravel than anything else. With these, his future plans wouldn't be as simple as plundering one or two cities in the Empire.
At this moment, Holf's soldier, who was covered in blood and accompanied by guards, came to Holf. His breathing was weak.
"Not good, Sir. Something happened in the west …"
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