Chapter 423

The north wind roared, outside the north gate of duanjieshan fortress.

The only hundreds of Legion soldiers in the fortress stood on both sides of the city gate, standing tall in the cold wind against the roaring snowstorm. Everyone held a halberd shield in his right hand and a helmet in his left hand; It's like a sculpture made of steel, standing still and being blown by the wind and snow.

Only one person can let them do this, and only one person deserves them to do so voluntarily.

The crown prince of the Empire, Prince Conrad de sallion of Saxony... He's back.

No one spoke, let alone whispered... The silence outside the city gate was very depressed, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

Brandon de sallion, with an unhappy face, stood in the snowstorm with his shoulders in his arms - as the highest position of the fortress of duanjie mountain and also Connaught's blood relative, he must personally "welcome" his brother back here.

Although he was very, very reluctant.

Of course, the same reluctant black haired wizard forced by him stood motionless behind the prince in the cold wind of winter.

"Relax, don't be unhappy when you're here." Brandon, smiling at the corners of his mouth, waved a small hand to Ernst, who was very relieved to "comfort" His Wizard consultant, which made Loren roll his eyes.

This rogue face is almost becoming Brandon's "unique logo"!

The prince said lazily: "more importantly... This is the fortress of duanjie mountain. Connor's attitude can almost determine everything - if we want to get a better result, I think we also need to show more sincerity."

“……”

"You are my wizard adviser, and the niederhogg you found is the key evidence; even if your beloved Royal brother can't embarrass us, he must be given an impeccable reason, right?"

“……”

"You can rest assured. I'm sure the emperor will never do it to you easily - of course, if he decides to do it to me, you should protect me as much as possible... Er, ask, do you think you've suddenly become very important?"

"... No." the expressionless Loren turned his head rigidly and looked at the prince with almost murderous eyes: "but I'm here. Can I go back now?"

"Well... That's it."

Brandon raised his mouth and gave Lauren a thumbs up: "I knew we really hit it off!"

“……”

Loren very much hopes to pull out the bright silver and give his royal highness a cool heart, and then burn the body on the spot - but the price is too high, which will make his head more valuable than the same weight of gold.

Just then, a melodious horn sounded in the distance; Almost at the same time, Loren and Brandon looked at the vast white glacier wasteland.

Although it is not obvious yet, we can see the slow fire and crowded shadow on the horizon; The flag of the iron crown of the wind and snow is flying in the wind, as well as the continuous sound of horses' hoofs and steps.

Brandon breathed a sigh. He changed the appearance of his just playful smile, with an indifferent smile at the corners of his mouth, his hands crossed in front of him, and his every move was regular and eye-catching, just like the style of a prince.

The tired black haired wizard had to turn around and look at the cavalry that had galloped from a distance. His eyes narrowed into a slit.

The north wind roared and never stopped.

Connord, dressed in military uniform, dismounted and threw the cloak behind him to the attendant; Accompanied by more than a dozen equally well armed knights, he came to them.

The dark haired wizard picked his eyebrows. At that moment, he clearly saw Brandon's intention to step back. He subconsciously pressed his back waist. His royal highness shivered and immediately returned to normal.

"It seems that duanjie mountain has been guarded..."

Connord de sallion, with a cold face, had a strong voice, and the fatigue in his face could not hide his majesty. His eyes were like fire staring at Brandon standing in front of him:

"You... Did a good job. That was the right decision!"

Brandon gasped... Of course he knew what the "right decision" was.

Instead of going to the blood skeleton Valley to rescue the Northern Expedition Corps trapped by the avalanche, he chose to return to the fortress of duanjie mountain.

Patting the snow on his body, Brandon, who turned his mind quickly, quickly showed a bright smile: "in fact, it's no big deal - when I arrived, the battle was almost over, and those rotten corpses were not enough for milaxis to do a post dinner exercise or something... Er..."

The Knights behind connord looked solemn, and their cold eyes could suffocate people in an instant; The blood on the sword, the broken armor, the chapped face... All prove what a terrible battle they have experienced.

Brandon is very sure that if he continues to blow so "indifferently", someone will definitely stand up and stab himself to death unless the imperial brother stops it.

"Oh, by the way... Since brother Huang came back unharmed..." looking at the bad faces, Brandon quickly changed the topic: "that must be a beautiful win in blood skeleton Valley?"

As soon as he spoke, the dark haired wizard saw connord's arm tighten suddenly!

"Beautiful win?"

Connord narrowed his eyes and frowned: "just camping in blood skeleton Valley, I lost nearly one flag regiment in the snowstorm!"

"Then avalanches continued, and the camp collapsed one after another... Fortunately, they were just outposts, and the logistics supplies were not affected. Otherwise, three-quarters of the soldiers behind me would have to freeze to death in the glacier wasteland!"

"As for whether the winner is beautiful, you have seen it with your own eyes. You have seen how the monsters fight!"

With a sigh, Connor's voice was very calm, but revealed a heavy chill: "compared with us, they don't need logistics, have no baggage, and can count casualties; since all of them were killed in battle, the remaining monsters will still jump on us and bite us without hesitation."

"Is it really possible to 'win beauty' by fighting such an enemy?"

The heavy tone of Prince sakran murmured in a low voice, with a sense of sadness in his words.

"In order to contain them, I asked 2000 Legion soldiers to block the exit from the glacier to the blood skeleton valley. I saw their shield wall hanged into flesh and blood in front of countless monsters!"

"That's how I won the time for the engineers to set up the crossbow, so that the cavalry can have the opportunity to detour to the hillside on both sides, surround and block with the crossbow hand light infantry from both wings... I used up all the fire oil and stone guns to crush the demons into pieces!"

"You might as well ask them if the two thousand Legion soldiers who didn't come back alive also think they 'won beautifully'?"

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. The Legion soldiers around nodded silently. Brandon pulled the corners of his mouth and said for a long time:

"Hug, sorry, i... don't know it's like this..."

"No! Brandon de sallion, you did a good job!"

Connord stepped forward with a heavy tone and pressed Brandon's shoulder. The prince who didn't respond almost collapsed to the ground!

"I won't ask the reason or anything else. I just look at the results. You made a very wise decision." Connor looked at his blood brother with some emotion:

"In any case, the sakran empire can't bear the result of losing the fortress of duanjieshan!"

The two men who looked at each other were silent for a full minute until connord took the initiative to release his hand on his shoulder.

"This is the first time I've really stopped belittling you, Brandon."

"You are a real de sallion."

"There is no doubt that you also deserve the treatment of a de sallion - I will write to my father and explain the whole process of the whole thing, and I will tell him that you... Are the one who saved the fortress of duanjie mountain!"

"Wait, what's going on..."

Before Brandon could figure it out, connord turned to the dark haired wizard and gave him a meaningful look:

"As for you, Lord Loren Turin

Someone wants to see you. "