Chapter 128 Siege

Outside Northwind Castle.

The clamorous noises filled the surroundings.

"For the Burning Embers!"

"Occupy Northwind Castle!"

The dark dragons covered the sky like surging dark clouds, and the crowded kobolds and goblins covered the earth like turbid tides.

The sky and the earth outside Northwind Castle were occupied by the followers, and this scene seemed like the end of the world to the people in the city.

"Oh my God."

The city guards standing on the city wall looked up at the sky and muttered to themselves.

The dragon knights of the Burning Embers flew over the city, dropping snowflakes of surrender leaflets.

The leaflets were filled with the generous treatment promised after surrender, as well as a replica of the contract of Duke Brad Rackman, to whom they were loyal, and even images of the blood slaves of Northwind Castle.

Finally, there was a sentence that was heartbreaking -

[Do you really want to be loyal to a vampire until death? 】

Some bards from the anecdote academy who have never appeared before appear in the city. These bards will use their talents to fascinate the audience. When the applause ends, the audience may find themselves questioning everything they believe in, from their faith in the clergy of the local temple to their loyalty to the monarch.

And what these poets tell are all the dark pasts of the Rackman family.

Before these anecdote poets finish their stories, they are captured by the guards, or even hacked to death on the spot to serve as a warning to others and deter others.

But the poets are not afraid at all, and before they die, they shout:

"One life for thousands of contributions, this life is worth it!"

"For the Burning Embers Nest!"

For example, at this moment, a bard player with the id "Lonely as Snow" was dragged by the guards and shouted loudly: "I laugh at the sky with my sword, and my heart and courage will remain in Kunlun!"

Although people don't understand the meaning, they can hear the impassioned tone in his voice.

He was then taken to the street and beheaded on the spot for public display.

With a swish, a head rolled down, blood splashed everywhere, and many timid people trembled in fear.

Soon, perhaps someone deliberately induced, or perhaps it was natural, some different sounds appeared in the city.

People soon had a terrible guess - those "traitors" who were captured might really become the so-called blood slaves and become the sacrifices of Duke Brad Rackman. When thinking of the previous devil's contract case, all this became logical.

But no one dared to say this idea, which would only bring disaster.

They could only silently hide this speculation and fear in their hearts, but when the time was right, they would eventually erupt.

At the entrance of the ceremonial hall of North Wind Castle and Eagle Square, panicked citizens were gathered together.

Perhaps they learned the lesson of Earl Dawson's death in the bombardment, so they did not set the gathering place near the city wall.

Earl Brandon, the chief military commander of North Wind Castle and the highest commander in the open, looked around.

In the square under the platform, there were nobles in gorgeous clothes, soldiers in armor, beggars in ragged clothes, and farmers with patches all gathered here at this moment, their eyes full of panic and anxiety.

"The Duke said that time must be delayed at all costs."

"As long as the Duke completes the great ceremony, everything will be solved."

"We must make use of these people's final value."

Thinking of this, Brandon slowly spoke.

"Citizens, I can understand your fear."

"After all, the enemy you are about to face is the legendary "Purgatory Scourge", the evil dragon that once destroyed 30,000 coalition forces. It may be the most terrible, powerful, and evil monster that has appeared in Anzeta in the past hundred years. All our armies together may not be the enemy of that monster."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Even though the army of the Burning Embers Nest has besieged North Wind Castle, even though the news in the city is flying all over the sky, there are still quite a few people who don't know the authenticity of the rumor, and some even use the so-called Purgatory Scourge as a cover for the coalition generals to shirk responsibility.

But now, everything has been revealed.

"Yes, I have no intention of hiding it, and I cannot hide it. The red dragon and its evil followers have descended on Northwind Castle and besieged our entire city. But are we going to surrender, surrender, become slaves of the monster, and accept the brutal rule of the evil dragon?"

The crowd fell silent.

Earl Brandon looked around and looked at a middle-aged soldier in the audience.

"Soldier, yes, I'm talking about you."

"Please answer truthfully, do you have children?"

Seeing that the Earl was asking questions in person, the soldier was a little nervous, but he still answered stutteringly: "Yes, it's a daughter."

Brandon nodded slightly: "Daughter, very good."

"But as far as I know, the red dragon is the dragon of Slaanesh and the dragon of rage. He once turned into a hideous human form more than four meters tall, wantonly bullied a beautiful girl, and then cruelly swallowed him. This is a real case witnessed by the righteous people lurking in the dark."

He deliberately paused, then stared at the soldier and continued:

"Think about it, when this evil dragon rules North Wind Castle, what will he do to your daughter? Can you watch your daughter suffer inhuman torture and eventually lose her life tragically? Can you bear to return home and open the door, only to find that the house is in a mess, with only your daughter's broken body parts and bloody remains?"

"No! I can't!"

As if thinking of such a terrible scene, the soldier's eyes suddenly turned red and veins bulged.

Earl Brandon nodded with satisfaction, then retracted his gaze from the soldier and looked at a vendor.

"Excuse me, do you have a wife?"

"Yes."

It was the same routine and the same ending, but under the guidance of the earl's exquisite rhetoric, this conversation made the speech more inspiring.

"It's almost time."

Brandon thought to himself.

Seeing that people's emotions were in place, Brandon finally looked around, looked at everyone present, and raised his sword high.

"Everyone present, no matter what your status is, whether you are a noble, a soldier, a farmer or a merchant. At this moment, there is no noble duke, only an ordinary person. You are just a father of a child, a husband of a wife, a child of a parent, and a person who just wants to protect his or her loved ones. Then I would like to ask everyone present, can you allow your loved ones to be treated inhumanely and fall into the clutches of the evil dragon?"

"No!"

"No! No!"

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then a wave of ups and downs rose.

Among the more than 30,000 citizens of Beifeng Fort, many people were indeed infected by the Earl's passion, but some people sneered at it and were just swept away by the crowd.