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Although Ryder Stann was unwilling to admit it, he knew in his heart that his Grig was probably not coming back. "Those damned outsiders, and the bastards of the Magna clan, may the gods punish you!" Ryder cursed bitterly.

Ryder had led his clansmen to join forces with the Crowl clan to take revenge on the Magna people. At first, the allied forces had the upper hand, and they attacked all the way to King's Hall. But the Flayer's army suddenly appeared, with their solid armor and sharp iron swords. In that battle, the Stann clan lost many people, and the cowardly Crowl people abandoned their allies and fled. It was Ryder who led the warriors of the clan to fight desperately, preserving most of the young and strong and retreating back to the clan's territory.

From that time on, the Stann clan's power contracted in all directions, and a large number of clansmen hid in the God-Given Land behind. The Magna people and the Flayers had also come to attack, but in the face of the high walls of Driftwood Hall, they left nearly a hundred corpses before retreating. Their own hunting teams were also frequently attacked, and finally Ryder withdrew all the hunting teams to avoid unnecessary losses.

Even now, small groups of enemies still appear outside the city from time to time. At the beginning, the two sides would still exchange a few curses, but now they don't even have the interest to curse.

Just as Ryder was sorting out his chaotic thoughts, a commotion broke out in the south, and he quickly ran there. He saw the guards in the south lying on the wall, pointing and pointing outside the city, and discussing something fiercely. Seeing that the clan leader had arrived, they made way for him.

Only then did Ryder see two groups of people fighting by the woods to the southwest. One group wore animal skins, the standard attire of the locals, but the green paint proved they were Magna people. The other group was clearly outsiders, wearing black armor and using iron swords, spears, and shields, weapons rarely seen on Skagos Island.

It could be seen that the outsiders' fighting skills were very superb. Ryder saw a Magna man pierced through the head by a javelin, the tip of the spear protruding from his mouth, pinning him to the tree trunk. They were overwhelming the Magna people, who outnumbered them.

Especially a strong man more than two meters tall, wielding a fine steel battle axe, everyone who faced him was split in two with one axe. Ryder felt a pang in his heart. If his son Grig was still alive, he would definitely be no less impressive than him.

The battle did not last long, and soon the outsiders slaughtered all the Magna people. The black-armored warriors checked the corpses, and then gave those who were not completely dead another stab. Then they saw the iron-clad giant, carrying his battle axe straight towards Driftwood Hall, the bloodstains on the axe dripping a long trail behind him. His terrifying aura made the Stann guards on the wall a little afraid, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Ryder angrily snatched a bow and arrow from one person, drew the bow and shot an arrow "嗖~", the arrow steadily shot at the giant's feet. Ryder shouted loudly: "Stop! Outsider! This is the territory of the great Stann clan, I don't care what grievances you have with the Magna people. Please leave immediately!"

The iron-clad giant stopped, dropped the frighteningly large battle axe. He took off his full-coverage helmet with both hands, revealing that ugly face. He shouted: "Father~! I'm back! I, Grig Stann, am home!"

Ryder's hands trembled, and the bow and arrow he was holding fell to the ground. His mouth opened but he couldn't say a word. The guard next to him exclaimed: "Clan leader! It's the young clan leader, that's right, it's him, Grig is still alive!" A large group of people cheered!

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Deepwood Motte, the ancestral home of the Crowl clan. This is a mountainside near a cliff that has been transformed, but these people do not have the skills of the Kayse people, and can only dig caves like ants, which looks very primitive from the outside.

In the cave-transformed council hall, the current clan leader, El Crowl, sat on a stone chair with a worried face, and the hall was full of clan leaders. They were all a little flustered. Today, they were the first to discover Liu Yuan's fleet approaching.

Those large ships like small mountains were full of white sails like clouds. Please forgive these bumpkins who have never seen the world, they were really frightened. What's more, the soldiers on the ship were wearing helmets and armor, densely packed, probably several thousand people. It is said that the Starks' expeditionary army more than a hundred years ago may not have been of this scale. They are discussing what to do?

As the clan closest to the mainland, Crowl people often cross Seal Bay, and some have even mixed into the position of commander of the Night's Watch. Naturally, they know more than those silly roe deer inland, and they understand what such an army represents.

"Let's surrender!" A long sigh interrupted the discussion below. Everyone looked up, and it was El Crowl who was speaking: "Let's surrender! No matter where the army comes from? They won't kill us all, as long as the clan can continue, I am willing to be loyal to them. Our ancestors also surrendered to Stark, what do you think?"

Everyone said: "The clan leader is wise, we agree to surrender. It's just changing a lord to be loyal to, anyway, Stark has never cared about our life or death."

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The Flayer's Bay, here is already like a busy construction site, most of the army has landed. In addition to more than three thousand soldiers, there are also more than four hundred craftsmen, with their existence the efficiency of the work is greatly improved.

In just one day, the port has a prototype, fortunately, this place is backed by the forest, with a steady stream of materials. Wooden temporary docks have been built, and many large items can be loaded and unloaded, such as cavalry horses.

Although Liu Yuan brought two thousand cavalry, only a little over a thousand horses could be stuffed on the ship. He did not expect that Skagos Island was not suitable for the cavalry to play, these cavalry he temporarily used as archers, those horses will be wronged for a while as pack horses.

In the military tent, Liu Yuan put down his pen, and looked satisfied at the drawings he had just drawn. During the day, he made a survey of the entire bay, and the environment here is quite good. The average water depth is basically around seventeen yards, and the deepest place can reach forty yards. The terrain around the coast is relatively flat, as long as the nearby forest is cleared, it is an ideal seaport. He made a design drawing based on the environment of his base, and handed it over to his subordinates to build, only need to gradually improve the facilities can be.

At this time, Bick's voice sounded outside the tent: "Lord Lord, a group of local natives have come outside, requesting to see you!"