Throne of the North

Ryan looked at his shoulder and laughed.

The defense of the mithril armor and the blessing of the stag shield combat skill allowed him to withstand the strongest tearing force of the scimitar, and his body was also stronger than he could imagine, not only because of the Flame Dragon Knight breathing method and the dragon cub body brought by the dragon heart, but also because he had obtained so many spiritual blessings.

He was the first person to receive those blessings. After having that kind of spiritual blessing on the spiritual panel, Ryan gained the power of that blessing.

The blessing was stronger than anyone else, so when he looked at his wound now, the bleeding had stopped, and the itchy power was repairing his body.

After coming to his senses, Ryan looked at the two scimitars on the ground and picked them up.

"It's a pity that you lost in equipment."

The mithril armor and the legendary long sword raised Ryan's combat effectiveness by more than one level, and the Heroic Crown made him stand at the same starting point as the opponent, otherwise it would be very troublesome to kill this guy.

The orcs were still attacking. Ryan thought that the death of the chief of the sanctuary would make them retreat, but he didn't expect that the black goats would rush up one by one more frantically and bloodthirstily. Below, at the gate of the city, five black goats comparable to the golden knights had already smashed the gate open, leading thousands of black goats to charge there.

Ryan didn't go down, because when he took a look, the warriors below did not retreat.

The corpses of humans and orcs piled up at the gate of the city, and these corpses became an obstacle to the forward battle of both sides.

However, neither side cared. They stepped on the corpses, climbed on the corpses and slashed at each other. Maybe rushing in would be victory, and maybe after closing the gate again, the orcs would lose the strength to rush in a second time.

The Crown of Heroes had consumed its power once in the decisive battle of the previous Kingdom War, and it dimmed again at this moment. Ryan did not force it to move. The strength of the Sky Knight was enough to deal with the rest of the war.

The huge number of orcs was the biggest trouble facing the fortress. Fortunately, the fortress walls could help humans alleviate it. The war lasted for six hours before a large number of orcs began to retreat, but they did not leave. They were just too tired to continue the attack.

On the fortress walls, human soldiers and knights were panting in embarrassment. Many people did not even dare to sit down. They knelt on the ground and tightened their thighs and calves, trying to recover the strength that could no longer be squeezed out of their bodies.

Ryan did not say anything exciting. He walked calmly on the fortress walls. The shining mithril armor had long been stained with blood and filth, and the blood seemed to stick to his body as if it could not be washed off. The nobles' clothes inside were also soaked. I don't know if it was blood or sweat.

At night, the orcs launched an attack again.

At this time, the corpses at the gate of the city had not been completely moved away, and humans could not close the gate. The orcs seemed to have thought that they had captured the fortress because of the night attack before, so they wanted to try to replicate it.

The shouts and screams in the dark night were deafening, whether they were humans or orcs. In the dark environment, the flames could not illuminate everything. They could only rely on shouting to tell their companions around them that they were still alive, and listen to the roars of humans or orcs in their ears to judge the news of the enemy and companions.

In the fight, any pre-war mobilization lost its meaning, because no one could remember what Ryan said. Surviving and killing orcs were the only things they could think about. Even human soldiers would subconsciously attack each other if they got too close.

Will and faith were the only remaining forces that drove them to fight. When dawn came and the sun pierced the darkness of the sky, many people subconsciously squinted their eyes, looking at the dim environment around them, feeling a little lost, and then collapsed on the ground after surviving the disaster.

"I'm not dead yet, don't pull me."

"Have we survived?"

"The orcs have retreated."

An obviously rough voice responded to the soldier. The soldier opened his eyes and was surprised to see that it was Baron Ryan who was answering him.

"Lord Baron."

"Rest first."

Lian took a look and saw that this guy was lucky. There were no wounds on his body. So he raised his eyes and looked into the distance again. The orcs had fled in large numbers. They seemed to have finally fallen into a panic state like the sage mode after the rage.

Lian guessed that without the guidance of the orc leader, they would not attack here again.

Orcs are all eating meals and not caring about the next meal. They don't know what operation is, nor what a long history is. They sleep when they encounter difficulties, and rush forward when they encounter good things.

Soldiers? Among the orcs, except for those orc warriors, the rest of the orcs are just civilians, civilians in the orc civilization.

And a large number of black goat warriors died in the process of going south a few years ago, and there are not many now.

"Now, it's your turn to take it."

...

After a day and a night of attack, even the chieftain of the black goat died in the war of the fortress. The remaining surviving orcs were indeed in fear. The human fortress was not as easy as they imagined.

The tall fortress walls were the hopeless line of defense for most orcs, and in the battle at the city gate, countless Black Goat Men died, and eventually the corpses became an obstacle to their charge, and they never actually set foot inside the fortress.

In the past, human soldiers were able to find gaps in the building and lurk in the I-shaped fortress. Orcs did not have such a brain. They had no other means except recklessness. After failure, the orcs would also be shocked by the terrible death they had suffered before.

They rushed towards the North Wind Province, and then realized that it was even warmer here.

When a few hours passed, these orcs who were fighting in the Xiangshan Plain not long ago had forgotten all their fears and worries, and began to enjoy the fertile land around them and the food on it that they could eat with their mouths open.

The arrogant orcs began to harass the surrounding human territories. Killing them would get a lot of food. Faced with such benefits, the orcs were too lazy to build the fortress in Xiangshan Plain.

If you are full today, you will not be hungry today. If you wake up tomorrow, we will talk about it tomorrow.

This is an orc, but it is not a good thing for the surrounding noble territories.

The orcs did not dare to continue attacking the Xiangshan Plain, so they could only attack the interior of Beifeng Province. Such a huge number was an unimaginable disaster for the nobles.

"Damn orcs, that's my land, that's my food, my food!!!"

Standing in the castle, the Baron looked at the orcs raging outside the land and the village, and roared angrily, but such anger could not drive away the orcs at all.

"Master, my son, your nephew is still outside."

A woman was crying, and the sounds in the castle were chaotic. The baron wanted to send his knights and soldiers to fight out, but looking at those ferocious orcs, he was also a little scared.

"Reinforcements, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

The noble asked loudly, but no one could answer his question. Only after a long time did a fragile voice sound.

"Father, the nobles' armies are fighting against those orcs. We only have two or three hundred orcs here. They will not come at all."

"Are you just going to watch my food being wasted by the orcs? They are still killing my slaves, which are all my wealth!"

The baron was angry and his body was shaking.

"Sir, how about I lead the army to fight out and kill those damn orcs!"

The knight gritted his teeth and said that he followed the knight's honor and creed and became a glorious knight. Looking at the tragic situation outside, he was also questioning his own heart crazily.

"But, there are too many orcs, and we only have about thirty soldiers."

The Baron wanted to do the same, but he didn't have enough soldiers.

"In order to regain your land, I believe your people have the courage to take up arms."

When the baron heard this, he also reacted and made his decision.

"Let those damn mud-legged people get their weapons and rush out. Damn it, how dare they stay in my castle and eat and drink for free? It's not their land and they don't feel bad about it, right?"

"Tell them, if they don't kill those orcs, I will kill them!"

"Hurry up, kill those damn orcs for my food..."

Under the power of the nobles, a large number of serfs followed the soldiers and rushed out of the castle. Looking at the humans rushing towards them, the orcs also put down their wealth and rushed towards these humans with a roar.

The battle damage ratio did not know what to say, and when the war broke out, some villagers in the village also took up weapons to attack the orcs. In the grief and anger, there will always be someone who turns them into combat effectiveness.

In a desperate situation, there is resistance and war. The noble territories that were ravaged by orcs could not wait for the arrival of reinforcements, so they began to resist alone in their own territories.

In this state, the nobles were finally able to step out of the castle and raise their voices in the circle of nobles. The territories that were struggling were asking nobles from far away to quickly support them.

Their voices grew louder and more numerous, and nobles continued to die, putting increasing pressure on those distant nobles.

Earl Winter and Earl Sauron also had to send a large number of troops. Their number of soldiers was not large. Cultivating extraordinary legions consumed a lot of wealth and resources. The soldiers could only be formed from those who needed them. Drawn from working farmers and slaves.

These temporary soldiers were inevitably at a disadvantage when facing the orcs and were killed continuously, forcing the nobles to continue to raise their stakes and let the knights lead them in the war.

In the land of the four counties, the cries of killing between orcs and humans can be heard every day. For their own land and for the orcs not to appear in their land, the nobles also became ruthless and took away their wealth. They came out to reward those soldiers. Of course, they made the decision because the soldiers who were hungry could not start a war with the orcs.

Of course, during the outbreak of the war, the nobles finally awakened the glorious blood in their bodies and ferociously wanted to drive out the orcs.

The orcs could not return to the north. The terrible fortress blocked all retreats, so they squeezed to the south and entered the territory of the nobles. As long as they did not want their land to be occupied, invaded and plundered, they would not be able to recover in a few years. The nobles could only fight the orcs desperately.

In the Xiangshan Plain, the cavalry trampled on the snow, constantly killing the orcs. As more and more orc corpses piled up here, those orcs who were taking chances finally understood one thing, that is, those in the south were Human beings are much easier to bully than the humans in the Xiangshan Plain.

They completely rushed towards the noble leaders. The war between humans and orcs entered a fever pitch. Every human being was a member of this war. As for the orcs, they didn’t care so much. When they saw humans and food, they Rush through, die if you die, and eat if you survive.

In the Xiangshan Plain, gradually the orcs no longer appeared in the Xiangshan Plain, and Ryan led his army back towards the Tundra Territory.

Before leaving, he wrote to some nobles, asking them to send troops to support the Xiangshan Plain Fortress. The garrison there was now less than a thousand, and they were led by Lord Xiangshan who was given by Ryan.

There is a high probability that the orcs will not attack the fortress on a large scale again, but they still have to send troops to support it just in case. As for how the nobles will choose... Ryan feels that if they don't want to face the situation at this moment again, the nobles will not Indifferent.

The nobles who have suffered suffering and plunder will take this matter seriously. If there is a second time, Ryan thinks that it is not impossible for the territory of the Tundra Territory to expand towards the south.

Many nobles knew that Ryan was coming when they arrived, but when they left, no nobles could detect his cavalry team.

Lingdu City.

The atmosphere here is also very tense. The nobles have begun to dispatch the three thousand soldiers stationed here to support the invading orcs to the west, but only half of them have gone under Ryan's will.

The Chamber of Commerce's team stayed here in large numbers. They did not dare to return to the south because the matter was not completed, and they did not dare to enter the two kingdoms to the east. There were also orcs invading there, not to mention the location of the North Wind Avenue. Orcs appear.

It doesn't take too much. The appearance of a small group of Rhinoceros is enough to cause these chambers of commerce to suffer heavy losses.

They were waiting for the end of the war, but Ryan summoned some Chamber of Commerce representatives in Lingdu City and told them one thing. The war with the orcs might not end soon.

"Two options, either you write to the big nobles behind you and tell them that the situation here requires sending soldiers to protect the caravan, or you recruit guards from here. I think there will be people who are willing to take up arms, as long as you give them enough Enough compensation."

The Chamber of Commerce followed Ryan's suggestion, but the decision-making power was not in their hands, so they wrote to the south to inquire about the choices of the nobles behind the Chamber of Commerce.

Ryan did not let the soldiers in the hands of the nobles in Lingdu County support the nobles in the western counties.

"Those nobles are also nobles, and I am also a noble. Instead of supporting them, it is better to support my tundra territory."

Ryan said this, the nobles hesitated, and finally sent a small army into the tundra territory for support.

The nobles on both sides always have an excuse to deal with the other side. If they support one side, they will not be able to support the other side. This reason is understandable. Their relationship with Ryan makes them not want to get too entangled in this kind of thing.

He led the army back to the Tundra Territory. During this period of time, there was no news from the Tundra Territory to Ryan at the Xiangshan Plain Fortress, indicating that the matter was not serious.

But things are not easy either.

Werewolves were attacking humans crazily in the mountains and forests. Those watchtowers, especially the ones on the northern periphery, had been occupied by werewolves. When Bogeld sent armored bears and soldiers to take them back, they were all attacked.

"The construction of the military fortress continues slowly. Mr. Rose and the alchemists are personally involved, but even so, the patrols of the Furious Bear Legion are needed to ensure safety."

"Those people of Fenrir are very powerful. They hunted werewolves during the construction of the fortress, but the losses were also great. If a werewolf is killed, a hunter will also die."

"Those werewolves seem to have become more violent recently. They once again attacked Winter City at night, and a group of one or two thousand werewolves appeared around Rhinohorn Mountain. Lord Brand killed most of the remaining werewolves and hid Got up, Lord Brand said they didn't leave."

"Master Brock took some craftsmen to Winter City. He said that it would be too long to transport materials from here."

After hearing the news from the female officer, Ryan also came to his senses. Compared to the troubles at the Fragrant Mountain Plain Fortress, the problem in the Tundra Territory was the real difficulty.

The city wall of Winter City has stopped due to the military fort defense line. It is not a complete city wall, so it is difficult to effectively block the werewolves. The military fort defense line is in its infancy. It is necessary to build a fortress while defending against werewolves. For all aspects, It's said to be a huge pressure. Werewolves are very smart and know what humans are going to do, so they are hunting and blocking them like crazy.

Moreover, it can be seen from the news coming from the north that the number of werewolves... is increasing.

In the northern border, more werewolves led by the 'Gage' clan are invading this mountain forest.

Ryan called for the butler.

"Do we have enough food?"

Beard hesitated and nodded.

"It can survive this winter."

Even when the orcs invaded, the Tundra Territory did not forget to open up terraces. However, compared to the scale of the population increase in the Tundra Territory, these terraces were obviously a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, the time required for food cannot be obtained in a hurry.

"Place orders with those chambers of commerce. At the Northern Chamber of Commerce, our people also try their best to buy food back. As much as we need, as long as it is enough to eat, we will buy it."

Lion needed a lot of food, because after giving the order, he had already set off to Winterfell, preparing to give spiritual blessings to Fenrir's people.

"In those warehouses, send people to buy from the nobles in Beifeng Province and increase the price."

"In addition, someone has to go hunting. The worlds of Gam and Fenrir are almost dead, and the beasts in them are just the right amount of meat to replenish."

The warriors who were blessed to become apprentice knights would have an extreme need for food replenishment in the first half month. Once a large amount of blessings were given, Ryan couldn't imagine how fast the food would be consumed.