Chapter 300: Punishment will be swift, no matter how far away

"Thud, thud, thud..."

The rhythmic sound of boots striking the stone floor echoed through the vast hall.

Redman, accompanied by his staff officers, adjutant, the commander of the 3rd Battalion of the Northern Ridge 1st Regiment, and the general who had just surrendered, walked through the most opulent hall of the Gemalin Palace, surrounded by a dozen soldiers.