Maple and Gandalf drove towards the South Gate exit of Nyenhaan Fortress.

Reports had already been received in the direction of the south gate, so the gate was closed and hundreds of soldiers were on standby.

Gandalf drove the lead car and continued to wave his horsewhip without the slightest intention of stopping.

When the convoy was only thirty meters away from the gate, Gandalf suddenly stood up from the driver's seat, condensed a red fireball, and threw it heavily at the gate wrapped in the stainless steel skin.

Rumble!

There was a huge shock, and the door was directly blasted open by the fireball technique!

The guards next to him were all dumbfounded.

This is a real mage! The gray-robed archmage of the Holy White Council!

There are some people who have never had the opportunity to see the mages of the Holy White Council in person in their lifetime, let alone see them use magic.

"Drive!" Gandalf flicked his leather whip, and the twelve carriages rushed out of the fortress with wheels like chariots.

By the time the guards reflected, the convoy was gone.

The captain looked at the burning gate and woke up like a dream.

"Quick! Tell the Commander! ”

“…… Be! ”

Meanwhile, in the commander's chamber, a bearded soldier was angrily hammering the table.

"Damn! Actually beating people in our barracks? And rob us of the supplies we prepared for Prince Arson! The commander said angrily: "Assemble all of them, take them down for me!" ”

The guard next to him reminded: "Commander, the other party has a lot of background!" ”

The commander said angrily: "No matter how big it is, can it still beat His Royal Highness Prince Arson?" ”

The guard said helplessly: "Counting, he is really bigger than Prince Arson, he is the gray-robed archmage of the Holy White Council, Gandalf. ”

"What?" The commander's expression suddenly froze, "You, why didn't you say it earlier?" The Archmage of the Holy White Council has come to our military fortress of Nenhain, and that is our glory! Why didn't you notify me? ”

"It was the archmage himself who did not let him know, he just met with the quartermaster and asked the quartermaster for supplies, and the quartermaster said that these supplies were for Prince Arson, and the archmage was angry."

"Alas, this thing is a troublemaker!" The Commander paced back and forth in the council chamber with his hands behind his back, "What can I do?" What can I do? How can I explain this to His Royal Highness Prince Arson? ”

At this moment, a guard rushed in, "Commander! His Royal Highness Prince Arsson has arrived! ”

"What?!" The commander was taken aback, "Why so fast?" It will take at least a whole day to get from the royal city of Arno! After all, Prince Arsson should arrive in the evening! ”

The guard said helplessly: "Yes, I heard that His Royal Highness the prince is a person who does not stop horses, changed horses four times along the way, and took his personal guards and galloped over in one breath!" ”

The commander said helplessly: "What an outlaw prince! At such a time, shouldn't a prince and nobleman like him stay away from the plague? Even if you want to collect relief supplies, you just need to call for it under a banner, why rush to the front line non-stop! So where is he now? ”

The guard said, "I've arrived at the north gate of the fortress just now!" ”

"What? You didn't say it earlier! The commander was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, "I have to go out to meet him!" ”

"No need!"

With a powerful voice, a young knight walked in.

He was dressed in light casual clothes, no armor, not even chain mail or leather armor, but a cloth robe with a brown fur thorn over it.

He also did not wear a crown on his head, which symbolized the prince, and his young face was full of traces of wind and dust.

If it weren't for the fact that he was followed by ten white-robed knights, all of whom had the coat of arms of the Arno royal family engraved on their breastplates, no one would have thought that this was the prince of the Arno royal family, His Royal Highness Arson.

This Highness Arsson is only seventeen years old now!

But he has shown a rare level of sophistication and determination!

"Your Royal Highness, please forgive your sins!" The commander hurriedly saluted.

Arsson walked towards him and said, "No need to be polite, Commander, bring me a glass of water to drink, and if you have bread, please bring me some bread, oh yes, my knights have not eaten or drunk for a day and a night, please take care of them." ”

The commander was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Ah! Be! Your Highness, I will command the kitchen to make a feast! ”

Originally, it was expected that Prince Arsson would arrive in the evening, so the commander prepared a dinner party, but it was only noon, and the chefs were afraid that they had not prepared the dishes yet.

Prince Arsson frowned and said, "Time is pressing, I can't waste it on eating the feast, save the feast for later, just get us some simple bread and tea first." ”

"Yes! Be! The commander hurriedly ordered.

Prince Arsson unfastened his fur cloak and asked the commander, "How is the situation in Braytown?" Have you infected the new town? ”

The commander hurriedly said: "Your Royal Highness, please rest assured, there are no townspeople in Bray Town who have fled yet, and in addition, I have also sent people to rule several surrounding towns, strictly guard them, and cut off all the roads, so that even if there are townspeople in Bray Town who escape, they will definitely not be able to enter other towns." ”

Prince Arson frowned slightly, "Well, your method is right, it's just ...... The townspeople of Bray are innocent themselves, and while we want to prevent the spread of the plague, we shouldn't treat them as our enemies, at least, in tone and attitude. ”

The commander hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes!" Your Royal Highness, Prince, you are taught. ”

Arsson asked again: "How many people are dying in Bray now?" ”

"This?" The commander opened his mouth, "Probably...... A thousand? ”

Arsson was stunned and said, "So much? In just three days, a thousand people died?! ”

The commander hurriedly said: "No, no, it is a thousand people who are infected, and there should not be many deaths." ”

Arsson asked: "Is there an exact number?" ”

The commander smiled bitterly: "Bray Town is an epidemic area, and it is probably unrealistic to get the exact number now." ”

Arsson sighed, "That's what you said. ”

At this time, bread and tea were delivered.

Arsson grabbed a piece of bread and said as he nibbled on it: "My lord, I won't tell you any etiquette, I've been riding a horse for a day, and I'm really hungry. ”

With tears in his eyes, the commander said, "Your Highness Arsun, you are truly a great prince! You will surely become a great king in the future! ”

Arsson waved his hand, "Let's deal with the plague first—how is the supply situation in Bray Town?" Did the uninfected townspeople eat and drink? Are basic medicines sufficient? Is there any hope of curing the plague? ”

"This ......"

A few questions in a row, the commander asked directly, and he was confused.

At this moment, Quartermaster Samson, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, burst in, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Your Excellency! Commander! Those two guys stole the supplies we had for Prince Arsson! Why don't you send someone to get them back! ”