Throne of the North

The knight stroked the horse under him with one hand to comfort the other person's emotions. He could feel the fear shown by the horse.

As for the other hand, he held the source of the war horse's fear, and the burning torch made a tingling sound. It was obvious that the quality of the torch was not that good.

So much so that the burning liquid of grease dripped onto the ground, and the soil could not extinguish it.

"Remember, don't rush in. If you fall into the werewolf army, you will definitely die."

"Which team makes a mistake, the Centurion will be punished!"

Ryan turned around and scolded sternly. The knights behind him smashed their fists on their chests, making a clear and heavy metal collision sound.

"Now, let us witness the victory of the war."

"Follow your wishes."

Thousands of cavalry cannot charge together. Not to mention where such a huge cavalry legion is charging, and secondly, the oilcloths on the horse tails will make the cavalry charge extremely troublesome.

After pouring the last drop of water in the kettle onto the pony's tail, Ryan lit the oilcloth on fire. Even a horse king like Ling Dong felt the burning behind his butt at this moment and became anxious.

"charge!"

There were three hundred knight attendants beside Ryan, and he was the largest among the thousands of cavalry. When the flames burned, the horses ran wildly on the ground, and the blazing path attracted a lot of attention.

Ryan couldn't care less and led the knights towards the battlefield between werewolves and demons.

He did not rush directly into the battlefield. The cavalry must not rush in, otherwise both men and horses would be killed by werewolves or demons. There would be no third ending.

Surrounding the edge of the battlefield, the flames in Ryan's palm turned into the shape of a long sword, slashing towards the werewolf in front. The werewolf army was torn open, and then the surrounding werewolves were knocked away by the terrifying charging force of the war horse. go out.

They wanted to get up, but there was no chance. They were trampled by iron hooves, and the knights on them also stabbed their lances into the werewolf's body.

"Smash!"

Ryan first smashed a wooden oil can. The incoming weapon made the werewolf instinctively wave his claws and tear the oil can open. Before he could realize what the pungent smell was, the human war horse had already Rushed past him.

The war horse rushed out, but left a little spark behind it, which landed on the dark liquid.

"The burning point is not enough..."

Ryan turned his head, and then drew out the animal bow on the horse, bent the bow and drew the arrow. There was a flame burning at the top of the arrow. This was the flame transformed by the knight's fighting spirit. It instantly passed through the ground of tens of meters and landed on the bathing body. The black oily werewolf body.

"ah!!!"

As long as the first wisp of flames burns, the rest will be pulled away. The firelight illuminates the earth in an instant, and hundreds of werewolves run wildly like headless flies. At this moment, they ignore the orders of the clan leader and also Unable to capture what the surrounding environment actually looks like.

"Don't let them run outside!"

The beast bow in Ryan's hand kept opening. This is what makes the Bucks Legion so powerful. They can be powerful infantry, cavalry, archers, and they can also become mounted archers.

Each of the skills they master requires years of dedicated training by other knights.

The arrows killed those werewolves running outside, forcing the werewolves to run towards the center of the battlefield, where more werewolves existed.

On the battlefield, dozens of monstrous fires lit up, and the burning flames seemed to surround the battlefield of werewolves and demons from all directions. The running cavalry made it impossible for any enemy to catch up with them. The iron hooves trampled on the ground behind them, leaving streaks. The path of flames.

"Find the leaders of those clans."

"Kill them!"

Ryan's first words were addressed to Egil, who followed behind Ryan.

And his second sentence was addressed to the fox-skinned Bruni Makis. This people of Gam possesses unimaginable archery skills, which are as jaw-dropping as Brock's craftsmanship, especially After completely embarking on the path of extraordinary sublimation.

Garm's people and Fenrir's people have to cooperate at this moment, and Ryan doesn't know the result, but now he has no choice.

"Disrupting the werewolf war."

"This is the only chance to win."

When Ryan finished speaking, Egil started to howl, and three white wolves appeared around him. He heard Ryan's words, but only what Ryan said to him.

After discovering the leaders of the werewolf clans, Egil rushed out, dropped his horse, sat astride the white wolf, rushed into the tens of thousands of werewolf army, and wildly killed those clans leader.

On the other side, when fox-skin Bruni Makis closed his eyes and opened them again, all the sounds around him seemed to have disappeared. He looked at the werewolves on the densely packed battlefield, and the arrow in his hand drew a beautiful arc. After piercing one werewolf, he nailed the other tall werewolf to the ground.

Egil turned his head manically, then looked back and chopped off the werewolf's head.

…

For an entire hour, thousands of cavalrymen ran across the battlefield with blazing flames, weaving through the chaotic and muddy land, completely disrupting the werewolf's rhythm.

The werewolves who were unable to fight smoothly were gradually dragged into despair by the demon relatives of the abyss. As Count Sauron could see, the demon relatives who were not afraid of death were even more cruel than the werewolves, with a desire for destruction. Desire and werewolves fight.

The werewolves have no orders and can only fight on their own. They can't feel anything. But from the overall view of the war, the werewolves here are gradually falling into a disadvantage. After all, the human cavalry in the distance are still harassing them. them.

The cavalry gradually gathered together and cut off part of the horse's tail with their long swords. The oilcloth burned for a long time, and if they continued, the horse's buttocks would be burned.

They paused in the distance of the battlefield, and the rough breathing of the horses beneath them had the same sound as the fiery red sky in front of them.

Ryan raised the beast bow in his hand, and the flaming arrows streaked across the thousand-meter sky and hit the center of the werewolf army. In an instant, the black oil in hundreds of oil cans piled there was ignited, and flames shot into the sky. With a brilliance comparable to that of the sun, boiling flames swept in all directions, and hundreds of werewolves fled in fear.

Next to him, Brand and other knights also opened their beast bows, and flaming arrows continued to fall. Due to the distance, the arrows had limited lethality against werewolves, but the subsequent flames that burned on the ground made Countless werewolves were terrified.

Putting down the beast bow, Ryan's hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

"The werewolves are in rout."

Viscount Hogg was extremely excited. The power of werewolves had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but now they actually defeated a group of werewolves. On this terrible battlefield, he saw countless werewolves dying, and also saw that living werewolves would also fear the power of humans. , running away.

"This is not the end of the war."

Ryan looked further away, where are they now?

In Earl Winter's Canyon, which is thousands of meters outside Earl Winter's territory.

However, before they arrived, the werewolves had already defeated Earl Winter's defenses and entered the Earl's territory.

The war at this moment is just to reopen a gap and expose the only road to everyone. It can be said that it is filling the hole for the failure of Earl Winter's previous defense line.

boom! ! ! !

The flames brought a violent explosion, followed by a second one.

Ryan looked towards the distant mountain peaks, where the light of magic shone.

"The magic crystal cannon has such a long range?"

There were roars in the ears that shook the ground. Earl Winter finally responded, but the casualties caused by the magic crystal cannon to the werewolves made the Silver Moon Werewolf King mad with rage.

High on the mountain, the hunting flag represented the Silver Moon Royal Court. Hattie, the Silver Moon Werewolf King, let out a bloodthirsty roar in the direction of the magic crystal cannons, and then thousands of werewolves rushed towards the mountain peak where the magic crystal cannons were located.

Immediately afterwards, Hattie looked at the other side of the canyon, where the fire was blazing.

"Shameless humans! Damn nobles, I must kill you all and let your blood flow in the Holy Grail forever!"

Hati howled angrily, and the next moment, under his order, more werewolves turned back and started to kill the human army outside that was supporting them here.

Looking at the mage tower in the void again, Hati cursed unwillingly.

"Woman, I will definitely break your damn turtle shell!"

The space magician's method was so weird that Hati didn't want to take action. Later, after taking action, he discovered that the void in this noble territory had already been filled with dense magic arrays arranged by that woman.

How long has he been here? And how long has that woman occupied the void of this land as Countess de Winter?

Thirty years!

Countess Winter's thirty years of hard work have made the earldom unbreakable. Even the legendary Werewolf King Hattie cannot let thirty years of hard work go to waste in a short period of time.

But now is not the time to be ruthless. Hati needs to deal with the human army and the human soldiers covered by the power of the abyss. Hati is certain that humans a hundred years ago would never dare to play like this. A hundred years later, They dared to let the power of the abyss appear in the war openly.

Damn it!

Ouch——

Wolf howls came from all directions, and Ryan looked in the direction of the canyon.

"Let Count Sauron give the order for the Dragon Blood Warrior Legion to retreat."

He looked the other way.

"The power of the abyss will go."

He stared at the abyss, and was marked by the abyss. In the dark, he could sense that the demon-affiliated army was moving towards that direction. If the dragon-blooded warrior army did not retreat, it would probably be involved.

"What is he doing? He ordered the attack before, and now he wants to retreat!?"

Earl Sauron was a little unwilling. The dragon-blooded warriors had paid a high price for advancing to their current position.

Now you have to go back to the starting point?

"What Lord Ryan means is that in the previous war, your army needed to intercept the werewolf reinforcements, but now it is no longer needed."

The knight said this. After Count Sauron's chest rose and fell for a while, he still said:

"Okay, I understand, tell Ryan, if this war cannot be won, I will definitely settle the score with him!"

"Lord Ryan will never fail."

…

"This war must not be lost."

Avril and Bogeld are together in the Tundra Territory, Rhinohorn Mountain.

The girl was a little worried, and the girl was a little irritable.

Well, two girls, but Bogold doesn't look so gentle.

"Since you can't lose, why don't you let me go with you."

Bogold was very dissatisfied. After the war in the frozen land, she was not allowed to go to the war in the south.

"The losses of the armored bears are too great. You can't participate in the subsequent wars."

Avril said so. When she heard that Bogold had led the armored bear army to fight a deadly battle with the werewolves from beginning to end, she still admired this army commander.

But Ryan told her the price behind the glory, that is, the armored bear army lost more than half, either the armored bears died and the people lived, or the people died and the armored bears lived, but for this extraordinary army's special extraordinary path, the death of any party is an irrecoverable loss.

Bears or people may cut off all their extraordinary futures.

Previously in the Kingdom of Andara, the Feather Dragon Army of the Holy See suffered heavy losses and was directly ordered by the Pope to return to the Holy Mountain for recuperation to prevent this extraordinary army from becoming the dust of history.

The Armored Bear Corps is now facing the same problem.

"Then I can go there by myself."

Bogold said unconvincedly. She was eager to participate in the war over there. She could live in war all the time.

"You have to understand that you are not just one person. The Armored Bear Corps is a part of you."

Avril said in a gentle voice:

"Besides, there are so many people in the frozen land now. We still need your help. The people of Bilki need time to adapt to the life in the frozen land."

Bogold fell silent. Before Ryan left, many of Bilki's people came to the frozen land from another world, and once they came, they would never go back.

"The wind and snow froze half of the lake north of Bilki. The pressure of population will bring many problems, and many contradictions need you to solve."

"I plan to build villages and towns around the North Gal Lake. What do you think?"

"The Armored Bear likes it there."

Avril said that the lake that can be seen from the Rhino Horn Mountain is very large, very large, and can accommodate many people around it.

"Just make your decision."

Bogold had no suggestions for this matter, but he couldn't help but asked hesitantly.

"After the sword is put back, can the frozen lake in Birki be unfrozen?"

"Will it become a hot spring?"

Avril lowered her head and shook her head.

"He said no. If he could do it, he couldn't take the sword away."

"The power left by the Frost Lord can't support the whole world."

Boggard said nothing more, and only spoke after a long time.

"I've been to the world of Fenrir and Gam. It's very cold, colder than Birki, a different kind of cold. It's dead, and maybe even history won't remember it."

Avril thought for a while after listening, and then said:

"I have nothing to do during this period. In this case, how about we write a history."

"To remember those hometowns that are also vague in memory."

Boggard nodded, then got up and left.

"Then I'll go find the priest. I don't understand the history of Birki."

"Okay."

Avril breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still worry between her brows.

"Can he win?"

"The power of the Frost Lord will never fail in any war. Even if he has to pay any price to make the enemy fail, the Frost Lord will do it without hesitation."

"He has never lost either."

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