Throne of the North

On the battlefield, it was not so easy. Even if they were struggling in the blood and mud, the soldiers had to try their best to avoid being hurt by the warthog orcs.

If the orcs' powerful force really fell, it would not only break bones but also bleed from the mouth and nose.

"These orcs are really too weak!"

Boggold said dissatisfiedly, and then pulled the long sword out of an orc. Volibear beside him roared and threw several orcs away, roaring unscrupulously on the battlefield.

Facing tens of thousands of human enemies, the warthog orcs also fled in panic after a brief resistance.

"We will help all the nobles who have lost their territories to regain their territories!"

Lian called the nobles in the Legion of Light Judgment and asked them to lead the army to clean up the invaded territories.

"In those territories, the wealth belongs to the nobles who lost their territories, and also to us who help them regain their territories."

Lian said this, and the eyes of the nobles lit up, and they rushed out with the soldiers in a hurry.

"They won't be too merciful."

The nobles were cruel to the civilians and slaves in their own territories, and they exploited their wealth and labor.

What's more, it's someone else's territory, someone else's people, and someone else's wealth?

Feder saw it clearly, he was the heir of the earl, an excellent candidate for the nobility.

But Ryan could see it too.

"Mr. Feder, do you think our arrival is just?"

Ryan suddenly asked an inappropriate question.

"The nobles never have absolute justice, only absolute interests."

Feder said this, taking a deep breath. He was right. On the outside, the nobles were all glamorous, but inside, except for the nobles who first snatched the living conditions of mankind from the hands of aliens, no one could say that they were just.

The struggle for interests and power runs through the lives of the nobles and also writes the history of the entire human race. Looking through the history books, it's nothing more than the word rights.

"So, of course they won't be merciful, and neither will I."

Lian said this, he knew he couldn't be the legendary saint, compassion was not something he had, maybe he didn't have it, maybe he didn't have such emotions as a humanoid dragon larva.

If he was a slave or a commoner, he would find a way to change his life, he was a noble, and he solved the problem as a standard noble.

Rights, this may also be his life, and also his history books.

On the fan-shaped land battlefield, the area of ​​the warthog orcs was constantly compressed, and the army of the empire, the army of the nobles, and the army of the church forced thousands of orcs to retreat back to the royal city from three directions, retreating to Hernan's front.

"The light of the Lord will lead you back to the land of the Dawn. The light of the Dawn will dispel all traces left by the evil orcs, and He will give you a peaceful and holy world."

"Praise my Lord."

"May the Dawn lead you into the eternal kingdom of heaven."

"Every devout believer's prayer to my Lord will be answered by Him."

The monks of the Dawn walked on the broken land. The wailing people here looked at the holy monks and nuns, and couldn't help but yearn for the world they talked about.

On the other hand, the nobles of the kingdom were much more realistic.

"We helped you regain your territory, but it was not free. I need 500 people and 10,000 gold coins."

The nobles spoke, and the nobles who lost their land had to pinch their noses and admit that they only wanted to get back their territory and wealth now. As for others, it was all a price.

"For the glory of the family."

The nobles whispered to comfort themselves, even if those nobles asked for a lot, they would accept it.

Nobles without land are nothing.

On Ryan's side, it was a similar plot, but he mixed a lot of private goods in it.

"The great and immortal God of Light is watching us, and devout faith will wait for the brilliance of light."

Ryan's words could not bury the anger and unwillingness of the nobles.

"Baron Ryan, although our territory has been recovered, our wealth has been plundered!"

"Your empire's nobles have no noble manners and shamelessly plundered our wealth!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Ryan was extremely surprised, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said:

"The nobles of the empire helped you recover the land, and it is also right to take some rewards."

"We don't mind them taking some gold coins as rewards, but your nobles even took away my carpets!"

"My castle is now only stone, stone, and stone!"

"So what do you want to do?"

Ryan frowned, saying that he was not qualified to preach to the nobles about such things, he was just a baron.

"We need to get our property back, at least... get half back."

The nobles said that they wanted to get their wealth back through Baron Ryan.

"I will offend the nobles of the empire, and I have done nothing."

Ryan said, and finally, under the insistence of the nobles, he gave in and took out some contracts.

"What is this?"

"Conclude an agreement to jointly fight against the North. I, Baron Ryan, you may not know that my territory is in the North. The frozen land territory that is covered by wind and snow for more than eight months out of the twelve months of the year is my territory."

Hearing Ryan's words, the nobles couldn't help but open their eyes wide. Is there such a miserable territory?

"The agreement in this contract will explain that if I or each of our nobles encounters a disaster caused by the cold wind in the north, we will help each other, such as in terms of supplies."

"Of course, this is not free. If I need firewood, I need to pay you money. Of course, considering the friendship brought by this contract and the unique agreement between us, we cannot pay more than the market price and the cost. Sell ​​it to me at a higher price.”

"Under the witness of the contract, we will, like our ancestors, enter into friendship between nobles."

"We will be loyal to each other."

Ryan said solemnly. Looking at his appearance, the nobles were a little surprised, but gradually, their expressions became serious and they put the badges in their hands on their chests.

"We will be loyal to each other and fight the cold of the north together, and the ancient glory will bear witness to our friendship."

Agreements between nobles are never a simple matter. There are even successors who dedicate themselves to the promises made by their ancestors during their lifetime as nobles.

This depends on the status of that ancestor in the genealogy, the honor of the nobles, and whether the inheritance from the blood is heavy.

"Perhaps our agreement and friendship are insignificant in the world and short-lived in human history, but I believe that the sky witnesses our present, and time will pass to the future. The immortal and great light will prove that our light can be Like the stars lighting up the dark night sky.”

Ryan put his palms on his chest, and the badge with the rhinoceros horn mountain was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the nobles present.

"The Empire's Chamber of Commerce has arrived in the Northwind Province. I know that your territory has suffered heavy losses, but the land you own is a source of confidence that cannot be replaced by others. If you are willing, I can help you cross the Griffin Mountains of the Kingdom of Serra and move Sell ​​your resources to the empire’s chamber of commerce at double the price in the past.”

"At the same time, I hope I can lease an acre of land in your territory. The first period is three years."

"I will pay a thousand gold coins as the rental fee, because I want to plant magic crops in your territory. As a member of the Kingdom of Andara, you may not know that there are countless magicians and research in the empire."

"Some precious magic crops can often be traded for gold coins."

"I promise to borrow suitable land within three years to plant these magic potions that will have no side effects. After three years, I can give you the magic potion seeds for free."

"If our war goes well, I believe that many magicians will appear in the Andala Kingdom. Even if your crops cannot be sold to the empire by then, believe me and your own vision, no one will Thinking that the value of magic crops will decrease, which of those magicians is not a big spender of gold and silver? "

The nobles opened their eyes wide, some in disbelief.

"Really renting an acre of land for one thousand gold coins? Not buying it?"

"Land is precious. Let alone an acre, even a piece of land the size of a footprint under your feet is priceless in my opinion."

"Our ancestors swore to defend the land under our feet, and they never did it for us, the descendants, to trade, right?"

The nobles lowered their heads in guilt. They had actually lost their land.

"Can one acre of land, in three years, really help you recover the cost of a thousand gold coins?"

There are still nobles who are suspicious, of course, they can calculate the difference, a thousand gold coins is never a small number.

"I can't guarantee that."

Ryan shook his head and said this, and then he pointed to the contracts that were reserved as inheritance of the nobility.

"But we had an agreement, didn't we? The sun in the sky will forever witness our friendship. I, my heirs, and everyone in the Lane family are loyal to each other."

"I planted those magic potions to fight against the natural disasters in the north."

"If the trust between us needs a beginning, let it begin with me, Ryan Clayton."

Ryan laughed.

"There is no need for you to save money for me. This time I lead the empire's legion to the kingdom. Not to mention making a lot of money, I think it will not be less than 100,000 gold coins, right?"

He took out the IOU from Adams, and the nobles were immediately envious.

"After I go back, I have to find the Cathedral of Light to pay me. After all, we are all believers of the great God of Light now."

Ryan's voice made the nobles laugh, and the two sides initially established trust.

"Praise the light."

The nobles said this, and the place was filled with strong faith in the God of Light.

One thousand gold coins, renting land, and growing potions cannot be regarded as Ryan's political purpose in the end.

The purpose of financial ties is to tie these nobles to his side. With many people and many friends, he, Ryan, is naturally invincible.

…

Soldiers approaching the city were a scene they had dreamed of for countless nights, but no soldier could imagine that one day they would see the trees surrounding the city, surrounding the royal city of a kingdom.

Ryan rode a war horse to patrol his legion. Some soldiers were cutting down trees and rocks in the distance to build siege equipment.

There was a tense situation under the royal city, but it was not between human soldiers and warthog orcs.

It is the Empire's Light Judgment Legion and the Holy See's Guardian Legion.

The name of the Legion of Light and the logo of the Flor Empire obviously stimulated Pastor Soto of the Holy See, and even the believers in the morning sun stared at the empire's army.

The emergence of light is shaking the foundation of the morning light no matter what.

The Holy See wished that the Empire would die immediately. Even on such a battlefield, the Holy See of Dawn was still hostile to the Empire's army.

Seeing this scene, seeing the Holy Glory surging over there, and the spectacular and eye-catching Guards Corps, to be honest, he admitted that the Holy See of Dawn was the leader in packaging itself.

He was riding a war horse, wearing a mighty cloak on the back of his mithril armor. The cloak came from a viscount family. His ancestors had been rewarded by the gods in the Pandimensional War. He used the cloak blessed by this generation of gods. Gave it to Ryan.

He was unparalleled and high-spirited, running wildly among the legions, attracting tens of thousands of soldiers to stare at the baron from the north.

"It seems that our friends in Chenxi don't like us very much."

Ryan roared loudly, his voice echoed in the sky of the battlefield, the sea of ​​clouds was flowing, and his voice continued to echo.

"Tell them! You are soldiers of the Empire!"

"Tell them! Faith in the light flows in your blood!"

"Tell them! Despicable people will not be afraid of any war!"

"Tell them—"

Ryan pulled out his knight's sword, and the sharp metal changes across the scabbard. The harsh sound caused sparks to fly, and a fire snake ignited the sword until it reached the Skitarii Legion and Priest Soto in the distance.

"We will be victorious!"

Ryan's voice roared on the battlefield. Thousands of soldiers looked at his back feverishly and subconsciously called out.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The boiling heat wave dispersed the clear sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and every soldier looked at Ryan with enthusiasm. They called selflessly, regardless of the need to conserve physical strength for the war that was just around the corner.

Even the soldiers of the kingdom were being exaggerated in this rich atmosphere at this moment, and they couldn't help but join in.

"What is an army! What is a warrior!"

"Tell them! What kind of warriors you are!"

"Tell the hypocrites of the Holy See that warriors who believe in light fear death and also praise light!"

Ryan roared loudly, his voice as majestic as a dragon, echoing under the royal city for a long time.

The soldiers behind them quietly put their palms into their arms, and they took out the silver coins that Baron Lane had given each of them.

A soldier threw the silver coins heavily into the sky. The silver coins reflected sharp light under the sunlight.

So the next moment, thousands of silver coins were thrown into the sky. The silver light they reflected pierced the haze of the battlefield at this moment. They forgot the importance of money. They just watched feverishly at the blood-red man wearing silver-white armor. The caped commander.

"Soldiers!"

Ryan's voice made tens of thousands of soldiers behind him tense, excited, and enthusiastic.

Ryan waved his long sword and pointed from the sky on this side to the royal city ahead. In an instant, the sun in the sky flashed its own light, and a dazzling golden light fell from the sky like a sharp sword. It pierced Breaking through the sea of ​​clouds and penetrating the sky above Ryan's head, the golden sword followed Ryan's guidance and cut off the wall leading to King Andala's royal city. A huge gap of more than a hundred meters appeared.

"attack!!!"

boom! ! !

Flag hunting, the flag belonging to the empire, the battle flag belonging to the Legion of Light, the flag belonging to a nobleman from the North Wind Province and the Kingdom of Andara was fluttering in front of the royal city. There was no strong wind in the sky at this moment, but they were still roaring, because The soldiers were charging with all their strength, running wildly across the ground, letting the flags continue to express the glory and glory they carried.

Commander Ryan, wearing a silver armor cloak, charged at the forefront. He rode alone across the vast land and trampled on the broken ruins of the city wall.

In front are thousands of orc warriors and Dusk Familiar. They are the real army of Hernan and the real warriors of the warthog orcs. As for the crooked melons and cracked dates killed before, they are just fierce-looking orc civilians.

"Humans..."

The orc warriors roared, they were silent in the ruins of the streets and alleys, they flew in the sky, and they stared at the human noble knight who appeared in front of them.

Ryan lifted his visor, and his delicate face smiled slightly at this moment.

"Heretics, I bring the light of judgment!"

"Meet the judgment."

Rumble——

The tremor of the earth was far more terrifying than imagined. Ryan stood there. The moment he covered his face again, the ferocious elephants behind him broke through the crumbling walls of the royal city. They let out ear-piercing roars and headed desperately towards The dusk soldiers in front were killed.

Commander Farrell's eyes are red. He wants to obtain the legendary gift. He wants to be promoted to the most extreme realm under the gods. He wants to gain the power to witness history and change the world!

"kill!"

The violent elephants are violent, and the orc warriors are not to be outdone. They are the descendants of dusk and the slaves of Surtur. They can bite the feathered dragons flying in the sky, and they also dare to charge against the overlord violent elephants on land.

Countless orc warriors collided with thousands of elephants, a pure bloody scene. The orcs' tusks tore through the thick skin of the elephants, and the weapons on the elephants' bodies also tore the orcs to pieces and killed them.

This was a bloody slaughterhouse, but the war was far from starting because the troops behind Ryan had already arrived.

"Damn orcs, kill them all!"