Chapter 333

"Catch him!!!!!"

The officer in charge of the trial howled at the top of his voice, as if covering up his fear. In fact, even the veterans who have always looked on coldly are the same.

The ferocious and twisted expression almost wrote the word "fear" on his face!

They did not expect that the wizard could really win again and again, let alone defeat two well-equipped and well-trained teams after several rounds of fighting.

So they found that the situation was completely out of control

Veterans can't imagine what will happen when his highness connord learns about it, and officers dare not face those dead comrades in arms. In such a situation, the only solution they can think of is to completely erase the "source of fear".

In any case, catch him first, put him in the cell or let them handle it - Cross, water torture, soldering iron... There are ways to make the wizard bow his head and confess his guilt completely!

Now is their last chance. The guard who came with his highness Brandon lost more than half of the hundred troops in the camp battle, and the guard captain has died; The number of soldiers in the fortress gate on your side is twice as many. Even if your highness is ready to make trouble, they have enough ways to subdue him!

So... When people are too emotional in fear, anger and so on, they do lose a certain degree of rationality and intelligence - just like the veterans and officers now, they have completely forgotten why his highness Connor must recruit Brandon and let him appear in the fortress of duanjie mountain.

"Boom --!"

The soldiers of the fortress around the training ground have set up their shields, the halberds are flat, and the sound of marching forward is like beating a war drum!

He looked around at the Legion soldiers who surrounded him. Lauren with a playful expression raised his mouth. The black halberd shook a circle of gun flowers in his hand, turned his feet, and the barrel danced up and down. He suddenly rose and stopped in the snowstorm. The long halberd is held flat behind you.

At the moment when everyone stared at him, Lauren, who had just played it again, smiled contemptuously, as if mocking the officers and veterans who only dared to command the soldiers on the stage and did not dare to approach in person, clenched the right hand of the long halberd, loosened it slightly, and then

Lost it.

He threw his weapon... Away?

"That big fool, did he come here specially to improvise?!"

The anxious little wizard pulled away the crowd on both sides. When he saw the black haired wizard throwing away his weapons, he wanted to rush up and kick the stupid bastard to the ground!

Throwing away the weapon is tantamount to giving up resistance?!

The same silly officers and veterans immediately thought that the abnormality of the black haired wizard was probably delaying time - their eyes immediately turned to Brandon's direction.

Brandon's guards on both sides didn't take the opportunity to rob people. They didn't even move. They just lined up a shield wall and confronted the fortress soldiers ready to attack.

And the prince's highness is still standing where he is. He has no intention of sneaking away. He is still smiling brightly

Drums, applause?

"Pa Pa Pa......" Brandon, who was full of interest, clapped his hands excitedly and raised his eyebrows. The smile on his face could not be more excited.

"It was a wonderful performance - but next, it's time for me to play."

"Oh, no, it should be time for her to appear on the stage."

With the thrilling sound of neat steps, hundreds of Legion soldiers rushed towards the black haired wizard who had "disarmed and surrendered" like a wave.

Loren standing alone in the center of the training ground is like a lone boat in a violent storm. He may be completely swallowed up by the rolled up waves at any time

"Boom ---!!"

The next moment, there was a sudden sound of thunder over the fortress. The Legion soldiers who had been charging the previous moment instinctively stopped and looked up.

No, that's thunder... Brandon's smile grew stronger, and his bright red pupils were a little proud.

It belongs to the Dragon King family and Brandon de sallion's own "thunder".

Milaxis!

The roaring dragon milaxis fell from the sky and steadily stepped on the earth the moment before falling. Its huge body shrouded the whole training ground in its (her) shadow, and its wings rose like dark clouds to block out the sky and the sun.

"Boom --!"

The four claws fell to the ground, and the loud roar and slight vibration made the stunned Legion soldiers witness the strength and majesty of the dragon.

The soldiers of the fortress, who were originally ready to rush up, immediately withdrew at the moment when the Dragon landed, and formed a tight shield wall in front of the judgment stand, tightening their nerves and keeping vigilance.

The Dragon lowered its head slightly, and its eyes swept through the seemingly indestructible shield wall. Lauren standing in front clearly saw a trace of contempt in his eyes.

The black haired wizard showed a helpless radian at the corner of his mouth.

Only the giant dragon, which can withstand more than a dozen high-level spells at one time and can sweep down the city wall with one tail, is qualified to despise the elite legion of the Empire?

Looking at the officers and veterans who were equally frightened and speechless on the bench, Loren couldn't help smiling contemptuously - it seemed that they knew very well that no one dared to touch themselves from the moment the Dragon mirassis appeared.

Maybe someone can dare to do so, but it will never be the two of them.

This sudden trial can come to an end.

"His highness Brandon de sallion --!"

Almost strong against the Dragon overhead and fear in his heart, the veteran standing at the back of the shield wall shouted and asked, "what does this mean? Are you going to tear down the fortress of duanjieshan now?"

"It's interesting to say this from your mouth to tear down the fortress of duanjieshan." Brandon raised his eyebrows and stroked the huge dragon head on his side. Mirasis's eyes clearly showed the feeling of "comfort":

"This is what the Royal brother Connor meant. If you have any dissatisfaction, why not discuss it directly with the Royal brother?"

"But what you are doing now is to stop the trial!"

The ferocious old soldier breathed out: "this is the fortress of duanjie mountain, the north gate of the Empire - even you can't hinder the military regulations here!"

"That sounds more interesting. When did I want to interrupt the trial?"

Brandon's smile became more and more playful and looked at the veteran seriously:

"From the first round to just now, did you see me shout 'stop' - but once, I will apologize to the loyal imperial soldiers present as the desallion family!"

The wordy veteran was stunned.

"What's more, the officer just announced the end of the trial, right?" Brandon pointed his right hand to the officer on the bench and blinked:

"So... Can you tell us the results now?"

"I... I..." the officer on the stage was speechless, and his trembling eyes did not dare to look at the veterans on the side, nor did he dare to look at the black haired wizard and Brandon under the stage.

"Your Excellency, can you tell us your name?"

"Yes!" the officer who stretched himself and suddenly straightened his back gave a military salute on the stage: "I'm lower willow Dover, second-class sergeant of duanjieshan fortress and reserve interrogator!"

"Well, interrogator Vero Dover, now that you have declared the end of the trial, tell us the result - is my wizard adviser guilty or innocent?"

There was a dead silence, and the officer in a cold sweat bit the corners of his mouth and dared not speak.

"Brandon, you really don't let me free for a moment --!"

There was an uproar at the gate, and the veterans and officers on the stage changed their faces when they heard the sound.

The Legion soldiers who had confronted each other, whether the guards of the fortress or Brandon's guards, immediately raised their halberds and knelt on one knee, as if the rolling waves were split from the center.

With a frown, Loren looked curiously in the direction of the voice.

And Brandon's red pupil, but no matter the eyes or the short hair, they are full of aggression, just like the burning flame.

This is a young man who is young but too old. His red cloak and exquisite black armor make him dignified. He strides in the middle of the kneeling soldiers. Ernst, a middle-aged knight who came with Brandon, followed him like an adjutant.

Brandon, whose expression had changed several times, subconsciously blinked and grinned with an unparalleled bright smile:

"Oh... I'm still wondering when I'll see you, my dear

Brother connord de sallion --! "