Chapter 129 Threat

Seeing that people were in high spirits, Brandon hurriedly continued to add fuel to the fire, his voice even louder.

"Everyone present, four hundred years ago, Lord Terry Rackman rode a giant eagle and led our ancestors here to build the original North Wind Castle. At that time, there were only three hundred people here."

"In these magnificent four hundred years, we have experienced countless trials and tribulations of blood and fire, and our ancestors have sacrificed their precious lives one after another, which has made this magnificent city stand on the earth. This is a city that carries the glorious history of our ancestors, this is also a city that carries our beautiful life, and it is also our place to stay."

"Now, everyone has only one identity - a citizen of North Wind Castle."

"We - must not let it fall into the hands of the dragon!"

Brand's silver sword drew a semicircle in the air.

"For North Wind Castle!"

The crowd's emotions were even higher. After all, they had not seen the enemy yet. They just listened to this textbook-like pre-war speech and were infected by the earl's "true feelings" words.

Looking at the noisy crowd, Earl Brandon panted slightly, just thinking: "I hope they can hold on for a while, preferably until the Duke completes the ceremony."

"For Northwind Castle! For Northwind Castle!"

"Kill the dragon! Protect your loved ones!"

The cheers of the people continued, the soldiers raised their spears, determined to fight for their daughter's future, the vendors raised their arms and shouted, determined to fight for the happiness of themselves and their wives...

"Roar--"

However, a long roar sounded, interrupting the cheers of the people.

Everyone felt a fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The flying dragons were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun's rays. They surged from the horizon like a black tide, making hoarse and noisy roars.

"Damn it, aim the city crossbows!"

"Shoot them down!"

However, these monsters flew very high, and even the city defense crossbows could hardly reach them. They only barely shot down a flying dragon at a relatively low position, causing it to fall to the ground with a wail.

Then, the flying dragon in the sky consciously made way, and the huge red dragon hovered in the sky, slowly flapping its wings.

The red dragon faced the sun's rays, and a circle of flames seemed to surround its body. Under the influence of the spell, a shadow much larger than its body was projected onto the ground, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

People looked up at the golden vertical pupils that were particularly bright even at a distance of 100 meters, and couldn't help but think of the rumor that the "Purgatory Scourge" destroyed the 30,000 coalition forces with fire.

The soldier's hand holding the spear trembled slightly, and finally fell to the ground with a clang. The merchant hid behind his wife and trembled, fearing that the monster in the sky would notice him.

When this terrible flying dragon really came, their previous ambitions were thrown to the horizon, and the earl's impassioned speech was forgotten.

After all - this would really kill them.

The dragon in the sky actually spoke.

"It's a very good speech, but it's a bit too cliché. I thought we were back in the Second Age."

Brandon looked up at the sky. Even though he was a very powerful warrior, facing the red dragon still made him sweat.

"Evil dragon, don't think you can seduce the citizens of North Wind Castle!"

Finally, he mustered up his courage and roared at the sky.

"Seduce?"

Casius' tone was a little teasing.

"You are probably talking about yourself. You used these seemingly reasonable but actually nonsense reasons to seduce them to work as cannon fodder for the old vampire you are loyal to. It's really a good plan."

This news has been blocked by the city guards for a long time, but many people already know it. At this moment, it was finally said by the red dragon without any care.

Brandon finally couldn't stand it anymore, pointed at the sky and shouted:

"Slander!"

"You are completely slandering!"

Casius ignored them, and just projected the image of the blood slave in the bunker into the sky: "Everyone, this is what the beloved Duke you are loyal to did, turning your loved ones into such blood-sucking beasts. Working for the nobles is ridiculous in itself, and working for such a thing is even more of a joke."

"If you want to continue to be loyal and die for him, then please do as you please."

A hideous smile appeared on the red dragon's face.

"But I'm not here to do this, but to inform you of another message-before dusk, if I don't see the city gate open and the white flag flying, then the flames will turn everything here into ashes, whether it's your parents, partners or children, all the same."

"Attention-"

"This is not a discussion, but a notification."

The black wave of the wyvern faded, and the red dragon disappeared after leaving the last sentence.

Before leaving, Cassius was still thinking: "Isn't this bard who made up the story a pervert? Am I such a careless dragon?"

"Even if you eat people, you have to pay attention to basic hygiene. Even those ogres will find it hard to swallow this..."

"No, I still have to find a chance to catch him and torture him severely."

The red dragon did not want to destroy this city known as the "Pearl of the North". This will be the main city of the future players he planned and the starting point of his empire. Therefore, he adopted the tactics of siege without attack and threat propaganda to avoid direct destruction.

He had established his prestige after the Battle of Trier. What he needed next was to stabilize his rule and establish a truly multi-faceted empire.

In the square, Earl Brandon had a grim look on his face.

He looked at the restless crowd, at the pairs of eyes that were either panic-stricken, uneasy, or hesitant. He knew that the development of the situation was out of control.

It must be said that the threat of the red dragon was very convincing, because he had just destroyed 30,000 coalition forces, and Brandon's speech became a solid evidence, adding some credibility to the red dragon's threat.

"The Duke said that we must hold on until the night falls."

"This is my mission."

Thinking of this, Earl Brandon's face showed a fierce look.

He took off the mask called "approachable and amiable", looked down at the people with different expressions with an extremely cold and arrogant look, and said coldly: "Citizens, please calm down and don't listen to the dragon's instigation."

"Those who dare to rebel against the order - kill!"

The earl's trusted soldiers immediately controlled the scene.

But it was not just Eagle Square, countless people in the city clearly heard the red dragon's threat. Their reactions varied, some stayed at home and kept silent, some went to the city wall to contact acquaintances, and some even took action against the gray-robed spies of the Rackman family.

For a time, undercurrents surged in the city.