Throne of the North

The heavy and sharp werewolf claws came towards Fox Skin, and the longbow was stuck in the werewolf's chin. He was no match for the opponent in strength.

At the moment when the claws came, Fox Skin's pupils were absent-minded, and he turned into a light snow-white fox. His petite body dodged the fatal blow, grabbed the bowstring of the longbow with his claws, and jumped to the top of the werewolf's head with his legs.

Then, Brunamigis changed from a fox to a human. His hands were still holding the bowstring, but the bowstring was also brought to the back of the werewolf's head during this jump.

The spine was horrified, and the werewolf reacted that he had been put on the neck by the longbow. He wanted to turn around, but the tall werewolf couldn't stretch his hands behind his back like a human. At this moment, the werewolf wanted to learn from Fox Skin and wanted to turn into a wolf to avoid it.

But it was too late. Fox Skin held the bowstring with both hands. The originally taut bowstring turned into a rope in his hands and strangled the werewolf's neck.

His palm went around the werewolf's face, his legs clamped around the werewolf's waist, and Fox Skin exerted force on his palm when the werewolf's claws were less than ten centimeters away from him.

The bowstring tightened his palm, and blood flowed down. The neck of the werewolf who had lost his head was also bleeding.

Jumping to the ground, the tall werewolf corpse fell down with a bang.

Fox Skin ignored the corpse, picked up the longbow and turned to run towards the most tragic battlefield. A few jumps brought him to the roof, and the longbow in his hand once again became the werewolf's nightmare.

Boom! ! !

A tall house collapsed, and the werewolf stood up from the ruins, raised his head and roared at the moon in the sky. In his hand, he threw away the human corpse, and then continued to rush to the place where another group of humans were.

"Weak human, today you will witness the bloody glory of Gag."

The werewolf roared, his bloody mouth with fine fangs was bright red, and blood flowed down. The werewolves in this winter city don't need to care about the waste of "food" at all.

"Kill these weak humans..."

The werewolf's roar stopped abruptly, because the tall armored bear in front of him stood up and roared at him, like a strong wind blowing on his face, blowing the hair on the werewolf's face to the back of his head. The shock of the armored bear made the werewolf unable to react for a while.

The bear's paw slapped down, the werewolf's head was broken, and then the armored bear charged towards the distance.

"Soldiers, attack! Attack! Don't let any werewolf run away!"

Boggard stepped on Volibear's head and shouted angrily. Behind her, the ground was shaking slightly, and huge shadows were looming on the edge of the fire.

In the dark night, support from Rhino Horn Mountain arrived. Thousands of armored bears charged towards Winter City. There was not much tricks, but they killed those tall werewolves with overwhelming force. In the fire of Winter City, the werewolves could not hide their bodies at all.

"Reinforcements are here, reinforcements are here!!!"

In the distance, soldiers were shouting. Human morale soared at this moment. One by one, humans surrounded the werewolves with weapons. When the armored bear arrived, the battle could be declared over.

The balance of war began to tilt towards humans. On the tragic battlefield, Winter City was taking back its own land.

Rhinoceros Horn Mountain.

Lian stood on the top of the mountain, watching the light flashing in the north. This was the signal flare fired by the watchtower.

"A hundred years ago, humans as a whole did not have a few extraordinary legions. When facing the invasion of orcs, they needed the power of the entire human race to drive them away."

"A hundred years later, the times are different."

"Bogeld and the others should have arrived in Winter City, right? I hope the casualties there are not too tragic."

Although talking about the changes in the times, Ryan was still a little worried. Winter City has 100,000 people. If too many people die, it will be a huge blow to his prestige.

In the distant forest, the magic light of the signal crossbow has dimmed, and Ryan retracted his gaze to the surroundings of Rhino Horn Mountain.

In the frozen land under Rhino Horn Mountain, Brand was patrolling, and two thousand soldiers of the Stag Legion and hundreds of Fenrir's hunters patrolled the surroundings to avoid any possible werewolf army.

There was no defense line like the city wall in the frozen land underfoot, so the mage group was on high alert. Once a werewolf was found, it would be a bombardment without any rules. As for the Alchemy Academy farther away, Ryan believed that Rose would not be careless.

Fortunately, Rhino Horn Mountain was fine overnight.

Ryan's face did not improve much because of this. When the dawn of the morning light pierced the dark sky, he understood.

If Rhino Horn Mountain was fine, then there must be something wrong with Winter City.

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Armored bears shuttled through the ground of Winter City, which was bumpy. Whether it was werewolves or armored bears, the battle would cause great damage to the surrounding environment.

The armored bear walked alone, came to the corpse of a werewolf, and slapped the other's chest with a slap. No matter whether it was dead or alive, it was enough to finish it off.

Around, the armored bear warriors were rescuing the injured humans and preventing possible attacks.

At dawn, the city of winter was full of black smoke, and the injured werewolves turned into wolf beasts and escaped. The armored bears could not catch up with them, and the knights chose to give up after chasing them in vain.

Most of the living werewolves escaped, and the number of werewolves who died in the city exceeded 3,500.

But in contrast, the number of dead humans was close to 8,000.

This number made Harrington tremble. He didn't know how to explain it to Ryan.

"The number of werewolves that attacked last night was at least 10,000."

Wolfskin Wulf was covered in wounds. If Winter City hadn't also stored a small amount of holy water and life potion, he might not have been able to survive the serious injuries last night, and had to turn into a wolf to relieve the wounds.

Now he was walking staggeringly in the Winter City, looking at the tragic battlefield around him, his eyes were a little dazed.

"The people of Garm do not fear death."

He finally said that this was also true. Eight thousand people died in this city, but there were not many cries. They had been experiencing such tragedies long ago in another world. Even back then, they and the knights around them were still enemy.

Ryan also had to admit his luck. If his people were replaced by people from other territories in the empire, I am afraid that the entire Winter City would be in infinite despair now.

The Sons of Doom, the people of Garm, do not wallow in despair, the only time they experienced it was when their gods died, but now, their new 'gods' are still alive.

Not only the people of Garm, but also the Furious War Bear Legion suffered nearly fifty casualties in last night's battle, but the people of Bilge are also not afraid of death, they are keen on war.

Morale, the most fragile thing for any territory, is the strongest strength in the hearts of the people of the Tundra Territory.

They will not collapse inside and be at a loss. When faced with the arrival of enemies, ordinary people will take up arms to fight.

"How are the scouts outside?"

Foxpelt came out and said that he still remembered that there were several watchtowers around Winter City.

His words left others unable to answer. A watchtower was defended by only thirty ordinary soldiers, and the Winter City could not stop the werewolf's crazy attack. The watchtower...

"I will send people to support."

After Harrington finished speaking, he left. The knights of Winter City formed a team and followed behind the armored bear to support the watchtower.

The fifth watchtower.

Blood was flowing on the wooden circular staircase. It could be seen that the bottom staircase had long been broken and broken.

On the top floor, eleven and a half humans were panting crazily. Their bodies were covered in flesh and blood, including their own and those of werewolves.

Gradually, as time passed, the eleven and a half human soldiers turned into ten and a half, and turned into nine and a half.

"Can Letty not be able to hold on anymore? I feel like I am almost done."

A soldier with diagonally crisscrossed blood marks on his chest said that he was breathing out more and taking in less air. His lips were pale with blood loss and he looked at his sleeping companion next to him.

"I heard that his ancestors were still nobles. The purpose of becoming a guard is to one day rebuild the glory of the family and become a noble master again."

"It seems he has no chance."

"It seems like it's dawn outside."

The light from the cracks in the window seeped in, but none of the soldiers wanted to move their bodies close to it. They had already run out of strength.

A hunter opened his eyes.

"There's something moving outside."

"Damn it, it's not a werewolf again, is it?"

With only one arm and one leg left, the Shifu stood up with the long sword in the pit and came to the edge of the stairs. It was more than five meters high from the ground. The stairs below had all broken. It was because of this The height allowed thirty ordinary soldiers to hold on until now.

The moment he saw the metal armor, the commander fell to the ground with a smile.

"It's not a werewolf, it's one of ours."

Hearing this, the other people were a little happy, but also looked at the other two companions with a little regret who had not been able to survive until now.

"What a pity."

In the afternoon of that day, Rhinoceros Mountain also received reports of battle damage from the north. The death of more than 8,000 people was undoubtedly a heavy loss for the entire tundra territory.

"Orcs are not humans. Unless the human city wall is the unicorn fortress in the Kingdom of Serra or a large city like the Northwind Province, it will be difficult to form an effective defense against the powerful orcs."

Ryan put down the report. After a whole night of brutal fighting last night, the last thing that appeared in front of him was just a number. His eyes were a little cold, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the next step.

"Extreme militarism is not necessarily... problematic."

Ryan wanted to farm, to develop the economy and culture in an all-round way, and to live in harmony with nature. This was the instinct brought to him by his past memories, but this night attack told him that he was too greedy.

Some inheritances did not apply to his tundra territory. His land was too close to the barbaric orcs.

"I plan to build a fortress between the future Great Wall and Winter City."

"Just like the castle defense line in the north of King Adachi's castle, a military fortress was used to connect the war and the land."

Ryan said this when Avril came to the study.

Avril did not respond immediately. After thinking about it, she asked:

"Will it cost a lot of money?"

"Well, it will require a lot. The Northern Chamber of Commerce has not started making money yet, so this matter will be delayed for a while."

Ryan said, glancing at the female officer approaching outside the study.

"I still have some resources in the Imperial City and Count Blade Rose's territory, which should be able to offset some of it."

Avril also saw the female officer at the door, but she puffed up her chest with some shortness of breath.

"It's not yet this far. Those shops and mithril output will also be important in the future."

"I dug out two gold mines, and the number of gold coins is enough."

Avril did not leave, the Viscountess came in and put the careful report of Winter City on the desk.

"During the battle in Winter City last night, the werewolves burned seven warehouses, and 60% of the food inside was burned."

Hearing this, Ryan frowned.

"How could these werewolves... do such a thing?"

Ryan didn't know whether to laugh at this time. The werewolf tried his best to burn the granary, otherwise more people would have died in Winter City last night. He ran out of food, but at least he saved more of the population.

"They're smart."

The Viscountess said that the news passed bit by bit from Winter City roughly explained what happened last night.

The werewolves first made a large-scale detour through the mountains and forests, bypassing the fifth and sixth watchtowers. When they were about to arrive at Winter City, hundreds of werewolves launched an attack on the two watchtowers. Now it seems that the purpose is to delay the time for them to deliver the message, and at the same time, to prevent the soldiers from the watchtower from searching the mountains and forests at night to find the scale of the werewolves attacking Winter City.

"Jage..."

Ryan said that these werewolves are led by the 'Jage' clan, so this wisdom can only come from that Jagger clan.

"Let the Chamber of Commerce purchase food in the Serra Kingdom and the southern part of the empire."

Ryan still has some headaches. He has an additional 100,000 people, and the pressure on food is already great.

"Those watchtowers cannot resist the orcs' attack alone."

The Viscountess finally said this worriedly, Ryan nodded, and he also saw it.

"I will let Egil and Brand find a suitable location to build a military fortress."

Lane needs a large number of military fortresses in the form of military towns or villages to the north of Winter City. According to his current thinking, Fenrir's population of several thousand is the most suitable.

Some of Gam's people can also move out. If someone here in Rhinohorn Mountain has the courage and courage, they can also make room. After all, in Bilki's world, there are still tens of thousands of people who have not come to the Tundra Territory. .

"Students from the Magic Academy may be able to help me build those military fortresses."

Ryan thought this way and asked Avril, a student of the magic academy.

"Magicians are all short of money."

Ryan needs to build a military fortress, but it can't just be built with stones. This is an extraordinary and prosperous world, and magic arrays must be engraved on it to ensure its strength.

This is also the difference between the empire and other kingdoms. The huge number of magicians makes many things in the empire beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"I heard that the elves are good at making elemental war weapons, and the dwarves are even building magic crystal cannons that fly in the sky on the land of the volcanoes in the south."

Ryan became curious, wondering if he could get in touch with the elves through the Serra Kingdom.

The Tundra Territory was licking its wounds on the ruins of war, and Ryan had no intention of paying attention to other places, but gradually, things began to become unbearable.

"The Xiangshan Plain Fortress was breached by the Black Goat Orcs. Tens of thousands of Black Goat Orcs broke into Hanshan City. Viscount Landa led the entire population of Hanshan City to defend the county. They need support, a lot of support."

Lien, the eldest son of Baron Hatton, ran to the Tundra Territory faster than the nobles could deliver the information.

"How could it be breached!"

Ryan almost roared. He suppressed the anger in his heart. The fortress in Xiangshan Plain was built by all the nobles of Beifeng Province in several months. A large number of soldiers were stationed there. How could it be breached.

Moreover, why is it so direct, even Anxiety can't do it?

When the orcs go south, there is actually only one and a half roads into the Beifeng Province. That half of the road is the complex geographical environment of the Tundra Territory. Even the black goatmen cannot travel on a large scale. Only werewolves can adapt to various environments. Only orcs can march on a large scale.

So the werewolves appeared here, and the black goat orcs, who were old acquaintances in the North Wind Province, were still walking on the flat land of the Xiangshan Plain as before.

The Xiangshan Plain can be said to be a plain sandwiched between two vast mountains. If it weren't for some special orcs, it would be the only pass leading to the North Wind Province.

To the east is a rugged land that spreads to the east of the Kingdom of Andara, and the Tundra Territory is among them.

To the west, the majestic mountains help the southern provinces of the empire block the frequent wind and snow in the north. Even the five provinces of the empire adjacent to the northern border are hundreds of miles away from this westward mountain range.

The Griffin Mountains to the east, the lowest mountains and forests including the Tundra Territory to the north, the Northern Mountains of the Empire to the west, and even the Winged Canyon to the south, sandwiching the North Wind Province in the middle, it should have been easy to defend but difficult to attack. place.

As a result, now tell Ryan that the only pass was breached by the orcs?

Why is he so angry?

If the North Wind Province is like a stretched out foot to the empire, with its sole protruding from the northeast of the empire, then the Tundra Territory has the same status as the North Wind Province.

The fortress in the Xiangshan Plain was breached. Once the subsequent war got out of hand and the empire completely abandoned the Beifeng Province and all the nobles in the province fled, Lane's Tundra Territory would face enemies from all directions and from every angle.

The tundra territory is like a big bowl, but now, there is no safe place around this big bowl.

The Black Goat Orcs were able to reach Zero Crossing City last time, but they can’t this time? Once they reach Zero Crossing City, Ryan will be invaded by orcs to the south and north.

He can’t stop the enemies from two directions, how can this not make Ryan angry.