Throne of the North

Time gradually came to the end of summer, and the frozen soil territory was still settling, but for the other world, it was already bleak and desolate.

Under the mines in Skala City, all the gold mines have been mined, and there are mountains of gold coins in Ryan's warehouse.

In Tyrell Forest City, it can no longer be called a forest city. The trees that have grown for hundreds of thousands of years have been cut down, leaving only the tree stumps covered by the wind and snow under the snow to bear witness to the past. towering and brilliant, now their only function is to glow and heat under the burning flames, bringing warmth to the people of the Tundra Territory.

Resources, for Ryan, everything in the other world is part of the resources. Even every snowflake in the fierce snowstorm at this moment can be a resource.

However, Ryan was too late to obtain these resources.

"This winter is also the last winter in this world. It can no longer resist the eternal winter in the north. If the fire is extinguished, it will die completely."

The death and destruction of the world are not as intense and violent as imagined. It is like a twilight old man, quietly waiting for the end of his life in the cold wind and snow.

It is not intense, but has a tranquility that makes people feel at peace.

Ryan doesn't have much affection for this world. He is like a passerby, but this world has given him too much help.

With the addition of a population of over 100,000, his permafrost territory no longer needs to worry about population issues. When thinking about this, it is better to worry about food production issues.

A rich gold mine and a rich silver mine, a dense forest, tens of thousands of fine furs.

With two spiritual blessings, the divinity has also been greatly enhanced, and there is even some kind of strange legendary gift.

Needless to say, the benefits of killing gods are something that any noble covets.

Ryan got everything he wanted, and he will become one of the people who will witness the death of this world.

"Lord Baron, the fox fur has been found."

Ryan was surprised. He didn't expect that the last unknown person in the world would still be found.

He looked into the distance, and saw a soldier leading a young man wearing a fox fur towards this side.

Fox-skinned Brunamigis, one of the four most powerful fighters among the people of Gam, claims that a fox-skinned warrior will never be caught.

"My allegiance to you, my lord."

Foxpelt knelt on the ground. He walked in this windy and snowy world for several months, but in the end, he came back here in despair.

"Why are you willing to be loyal to me?"

Ryan asked, Foxpelt said nothing nonsense.

"I want to live. This world is heading towards death. The children of the apocalypse will not die in the apocalypse. We will survive in the apocalyptic world with tenacity."

Foxpelt said this, he never betrayed any gods, but the people of Garmu always served powerful beings.

Now it seems that Ryan is more powerful than their hound god.

Foxpelt held a cloak in his hand.

"On the ancient battlefield, I found the sacred object in the hearts of the people of Gam."

This cloak is not an artifact, but a sacred object that has a constant special effect. Fox Fur puts it on his body, and then under everyone's gaze, Fox Fur disappears.

"Invisibility is its ability."

The fox fur was revealed and he handed the cloak to the knight attendant beside Ryan.

"A very practical ability."

Ryan accepted the gift and accepted Foxpelt's allegiance. The world was already dying, and Ryan was willing to give the remaining lives in this world a chance.

Not just humans.

From afar, Egil came here with a large number of wolves, and Ryan also sent them to the tundra territory. Anyway, the land fifty kilometers north and south can accommodate a lot of life, but can they survive in another world? Ryan I won't care.

"There will be no more surprises in this world."

After waiting for a long time, Ryan did not see any special life or vision. He returned to the tundra territory.

This year's tundra territory is more stable than in previous years. There are not many wars covering them, and there are not many difficult living conditions forcing them.

Everything is moving in a good direction. Ryan is gradually taking advantage of the more than 200,000 people. If possible, Ryan is willing that time will continue to pass in this way, so that his tundra territory can surpass the North in a short time. All the noble territories in Fengxing Province, even if placed in the entire empire, Ryan can guarantee that among the great nobles, the prosperity and happiness of his territory will be above average.

It's just that the world is moving forward hastily. At the end of summer, news of a werewolf invasion came from the north.

Starting from this year, werewolves have been invading, but there is only one possibility that can appear in front of Ryan with formal intelligence.

The invasion of werewolves became orderly, that is to say, among the werewolves, leaders and commanders appeared among them who could lead them to attack the human lands in the south.

Werewolves and vampires are similar to human civilization. They are dominated by blood clans. Among the most powerful Silver Moon Royal Court, there are four most powerful clans among the werewolves.

‘Gaga’ is one of them.

"Foolish humans, Garg will rule over you and become your new king!"

On the snowfields of the North, a group of tall werewolves brutally killed the adventurers who entered the North, and used their blood to paint messages on the snow that humans could understand.

A military meeting was held on Rhinohorn Mountain in the Tundra Territory.

"The werewolves have become large-scale and orderly. Their next invasion will be a real war, just like the forgotten orcs going south. No, this time they are more determined. They want to occupy human land and make this land theirs. New land."

"Any one of the six royal clans of the orcs can put heavy pressure on the empire. One royal clan among them can destroy the entire Beifeng Province."

"Fortunately, Beifeng Province does not need to fight against the entire werewolf group, but at the same time, it faces great pressure. The current fortress in Xiangshan Plain may not be able to support it."

"And the enemies we need to face in the Tundra Territory are the most powerful fifth of the werewolf tribe."

"'Gage', as mentioned in Earl William's letter to me, the ancient bloodline of this ethnic group comes from the armor forged by their ancestors who once carried the mountains on their backs for the great beings. Strength is synonymous with them."

"Each Gargian werewolf has more power than other werewolves."

"No one can help us in this war. The Tundra Territory can only rely on itself to defeat the wolf orc tribe."

"We won't lose."

Ryan said firmly, as the meeting ended, the entire Tundra Territory began to prepare for war, especially in the newly built Winter City in the north.

This city has not yet been completely built, the city walls are not very strong, and the houses in it are even thousands of miles apart. Most of the trees in the Tyrell Forest cut down by Ryan in the other world were transported here and used as firewood. Or building materials, the people of Gam choose on their own.

They will build their own houses and residences in this city within the scope of Lane's planning. Of course, this city cannot accommodate 100,000 people, and about 30,000 people will be dispersed to surrounding villages.

The threat of orcs invading at any time naturally makes the atmosphere in Winter City extremely tense. Many of the previous conflicts have disappeared. What they need now is a safe living environment.

The alchemist Rose came to the city in person. In the tundra territory, Ryan transported 60 giant crossbows to the Winter City, which will become the first line of defense against the orcs.

Humans are preparing ways to deal with the orcs, and the orcs also do not blindly kill towards the southern land.

To the north of what Ryan called the frozen soil mountains, above the snowfields, the Bucks Legion stared far ahead. Houses appeared on the endless land. Like humans, the werewolves used northern trees to build wooden houses to withstand the wind. Snow, even those werewolves are still storing food.

Garg, a noble werewolf tribe, they have their own symbol, which is a big mountain.

Weiss, the leader of the werewolf clan 'Jag', is standing on a mountain farther away. Compared to the orcs outside who are afraid of his powerful holy domain combat power, he hopes to hear others praise him as a wise Garg. grid.

He has always believed that werewolves are powerful not because of their strength, but because of their wisdom. They have the best group wisdom among the entire orc family, which makes the huge werewolf tribe form one of the six royal courts of the orcs.

"The land in the south is where our ancestors lived, but now it is occupied by those damn humans."

"Stupid and weak humans are not qualified to occupy the warm land, and Garg will lead the werewolves to take back the world that belongs to us."

Weiss said this, and behind him, a tall and ferocious werewolf roared up to the sky, and a deafening howl broke out over the snowy field.

"Leader, let me kill those damn human cavalry."

A tall black-haired werewolf had a hoarse voice. His eyes could see thousands of knights at the end of his field of vision across a long distance, and his eyes became cruel and bloodthirsty.

"No, Tatia, that is a human trap, waiting for us to enter their trap."

"You have to be patient. Garg's bloodline will not be sealed by the cold in the north. We have enough patience to wait for humans to expose their weaknesses."

"Humans need food, and those war horses also need food. They will not stay on the snowfield forever. When they return to the mountains and forests to the south, this will be our opportunity."

"On the battlefield in the plains, the combat effectiveness of human cavalry is terrifying, but in the mountains and forests, they will be vulnerable."

"I have sent elite warriors to sneak into the mountains and forests. I will kill these stupid humans at the minimum cost."

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"Legion Commander, it seems that these werewolves will not attack today."

Next to Brand, Michaela said this.

"Well, prepare to retreat."

Brand said this, and as the horses behind them turned their heads, the two thousand knights and attendants also returned the same way. They would enter the jagged mountain forest from the flat snowfield.

On their way back, among the gaps in the woods, ferocious wolves stared at the human cavalry approaching from far away.

"Putting humanity into panic."

"Keep them from riding their horses."

"Let them wail and die in despair."

The werewolves repeated the leader's words. Even before they arrived, they had prepared how to hunt these human cavalry.

Let humans recall the fear of the werewolf clan ‘Gag’, starting with today’s humans.

Huchi~

The war horse snorted, as if it smelled something sinister. On the back of the war horse, except for Brand, whose eyes were exposed through the gaps, he was always staring ahead indifferently.

The speed of the two thousand cavalrymen was very slow. The wolves did not see that the strength of each cavalryman's legs had already made the warhorses ready to charge at any time. It was precisely because of this force that the warhorses that should have been calm in the North became a little irritable and were ready to charge at any time.

Some soldiers were inexperienced and their wrists kept rubbing against the hilts of the knights' long swords. The sound of metal collisions made this cavalry corps not as relaxed as it appeared.

Both sides of the war were very quiet, waiting for the other side to approach them.

Awooo--

Finally, a wolf howl broke the silent forest where there were no flying birds. Before the wolves could react, they saw dozens of wild wolves running out of the wolf pack.

"Damn it, these hybrid wolves can't wait!"

The werewolf from Gag was angry. There were also werewolves who did not belong to Gag in the attacking werewolf team. He looked down on these werewolves, but the leader told him that these werewolves had lived here for several months and were more familiar with the environment than them, so they could not be excluded.

As a result, now, these werewolves actually exposed their sneak attack.

At this moment, the two sides are still 50 meters away.

"Charge!"

Under the armor, Brand's loud voice sounded, and then the long swords were unsheathed, and the northern warhorses that had been waiting for this moment ran out.

What shocked and puzzled all the werewolves in the back was that the charging human cavalry did not rush towards the dozens of wolves that rushed out. One by one, the agile wolves shuttled through the gaps between the warhorses, and the knights on the backs of the warhorses seemed to be unable to see them and charged in the direction they rushed.

And this direction was exactly where the werewolves ambushed.

The attack of the wolf pack exposed the position of the werewolves. In front of the path of the cavalry's charge, the werewolves would not be able to dodge.

"Damn it, those bastards betrayed the tribe!"

Under the influence of the leader, the werewolves from Gag were still smarter. They roared and then rushed towards the charging cavalry.

He didn't understand why the werewolves would betray, but now that the human cavalry was right in front of him, there was no time for them to think about the answer.

However, the werewolves were still not afraid. This was a mountain forest, and the werewolves were more suitable for such a battlefield. On the contrary, human cavalry would never be able to walk on flat ground in such an environment.

As long as they hid behind the trees, they could easily avoid the charge of the human cavalry.

When the warhorse stopped, it was the hunting time for the werewolves.

Thinking this in his heart, the werewolf had begun to look forward to the slaughter that would come soon, and then the next moment, he felt a huge force coming from his neck. The moment he came to his senses, the werewolf saw a rope connecting himself and the cavalry.

Bang! ! ! !

The werewolves from Gag were originally taller, and their strong bodies were dragged by the huge force, directly heading towards the tree in front that required two people to hug.

With his head broken and bleeding, the werewolf almost instinctively let his claws embed into the tree trunk, but the tightening force from the rope almost suffocated him.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing came from behind. A group of human cavalrymen had dismounted and rushed over. Holding shields and long swords, they killed the werewolves with noose around their necks one by one.

The claws finally cut the ropes. The werewolf was no longer suffocating. His eyes became clear. He didn't understand why those war horses could still run wildly in such a mountainous land, and those cavalrymen...

Are they from the circus? Each of them put the rope around their necks so accurately.

The sober werewolf turned around in the killing intent behind him. The fighting power of these human cavalrymen after dismounting was also amazing and terrifying. They were slaughtering werewolves.

"Weak humans..."

The werewolf roared. The blood brought by the previous collision made him violent. He rushed towards the humans. He believed that his strength and speed would easily penetrate the human armor.

But the next moment, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the human soldier in front of him. He actually had a more agile reaction than the werewolf. He knelt on one leg and slid over. At the same time as the werewolf claws that fell on the shield, he stabbed out the knight's long sword.

The moment his body was pierced by the long sword, the werewolf didn't understand why the speed and reaction of this human were so much faster at that moment.

The werewolf had no time to think, because the human soldier with his claws had pushed his whole body away with the power comparable to that of a beast, pulled out the knight's long sword that was inserted in his body, and chopped it towards his head again.

The werewolf saw that behind the human soldier, another werewolf companion stepped on the tree trunk and leaped over. He wanted to kill this knight to save himself. At this time, a vicious wolf also rushed over from another corner, and its head directly hit the werewolf's body and knocked him out.

In mid-air, the werewolf saw that the vicious wolf that knocked the werewolf away had turned into a human, holding a bone dagger and stabbed his werewolf companion in the neck.

Wolves can turn into werewolves, but how can they turn into humans?

His thoughts stopped at this moment, and the knight's attendant kicked the hideous werewolf's head away, and then killed more werewolves in front.

On the other side of the battlefield, thunderous roars rang out, and the armored bears rushed to the battlefield. The leader, Bogerd, stood on the tall and mighty Volibear, and then leaped into the battlefield with the help of his strength, tearing the throats of the werewolves one by one with his bloody fighting skills.

Swish!

The trunk of the tall tree split in the middle, and there was a huge force to split it to the left and right.

The knight's sword in Brand's hand pierced through the trunk beside him in an instant. His palm always held the hilt of the sword, and the speed and power of the warhorse's charge carried him forward. The huge impact force made the long sword inserted in the trunk bend, and then the tree was torn from the middle to both sides.

The long sword was embedded in the tree like an anchor, and Brand was the chain connecting the anchor, forcibly stopping the charging warhorse in place.

The iron hoof jumped high, and the warhorse neighed. Its original speed of 100 yards stopped in one second, and it also suffered a huge impact force, with blood flowing from its mouth and nose.

However, as its high-jumping iron hoof fell, the gravel in front of it rolled down the cliff, and the echo that came a long time later told it that it survived.

Not far ahead was a steep hillside. Brand could use this method to stop the warhorse, but not every other cavalryman who followed him in the charge had such strength.

More than a dozen warhorses rushed out without any pause. They hung in the air and then fell downwards. The knights and attendants on them might not die, after all, they had received the knights' extraordinary blessings from Ryan, but the warhorses under them were 100% sure to die.

This was the price of cavalry fighting in such an environment.

Turning around, the war was nearing its end, and the werewolves left behind piles of corpses at a heavy price.