Throne of the North

On the barren land, thousands of soldiers were marching forward, but their speed was very slow. When they reached a canyon, Ryan ordered the army to stop.

"Harrington."

Ryan shouted, and Harrington rode a warhorse to his side in the distance.

"Master Ryan."

"You take a thousand people, go up the mountain from both sides, prepare rolling logs and stones, and then... do you remember what I taught you?"

"Follow your will, Master Ryan."

Harrington made a knight's salute and turned away. The next moment, the army was divided into two parts.

Ryan led the remaining army and continued to move forward.

"Tomorrow evening, we will arrive at Lord Kalam's territory, which is the lordship of the Miles family. If Rag doesn't want to lose another supporter, his army will definitely appear."

Ryan said, and Christian next to him was a little worried.

"Baron Ryan, what if he doesn't show up?"

"That's just right, Viscount, you can gain another supporter."

Hearing this, Christian's heartbeat quickened, this is the lord of the Miles family.

"But..."

He was still a little hesitant.

"The Miles family's army was all trained by my father. They are extremely powerful and bring wealth and glory to Miles. I'm afraid your army..."

Ryan looked at Christian, he knew that this man was still immersed in the honor and glory of the Viscount family.

"Viscount, war is never what you imagine. A good warrior should know himself and the enemy."

Ryan now only hopes that the army commander of Viscount Rag has the same brain as Christian in front of him.

"We will win the war tomorrow, but the victory of this war depends on you."

...

In the evening of the next day, Ryan's army arrived at Lord Kalam's territory as scheduled, but here, Castor had already blocked Ryan with his army.

"Baron Ryan, as a noble, you are helping a villain who insulted the honor of the nobility. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the nobles of the empire?"

Castor shouted loudly, but Ryan didn't intend to respond.

What is the most important thing in verbal confrontation? As a former keyboard warrior, Ryan knew very well that it was to ignore what the other party said and just say what he wanted to say.

"Castor? I remember you. Not long ago, you said you would become my nightmare, but I haven't dreamed of you these days."

"As the son of the Earl, your words are not as cold as the wind in the North Wind Province. The North Wind can still leave a field of flying snow, but you seem to have only incompetent words."

"If the Earl knew, he would be very disappointed, right? By the way, where is your uncle?"

"Mr. Atel is still very far-sighted. He chose to escape when the war was halfway through. Otherwise, I could get a ransom from the Earl's territory. He also helped you save the Earl's face, right?"

"Lian! I will let you know what a crushing defeat is!"

Castor roared, and then swung the long sword in his hand.

"Attack!"

His voice roared, but his army advanced very slowly. He knew what Ryan had done in the war.

His army must be stronger than Ryan's army. As long as he pushed his army forward, the victory of this war would belong to him.

For the absolute victory of this war, he did not bring even a single slave army.

Unfortunately, his 100 barbarians were almost killed or wounded in the previous war with Viscount Dragun, otherwise the tall body would surely cause Ryan's army to collapse.

Facing the enemy's attack, Ryan did not command the army to move, but turned around and looked at the group of slaves behind him.

"Soldiers! You should still remember who the man opposite is. He was your former master."

"And now, I will give you two choices."

"First, you are now my slaves and my soldiers. Fight for me, and you will have a bright future!"

"Second, return to your master and live the days that I didn't even know you lived before."

"Will you be proud to be the slaves of the Earldom?"

"No!" "No!!!"

Some soldiers were roaring, and then shouts rang out.

"Then this war will tell you what glory is!"

Ryan turned around and drew his sword.

"Attack!"

The slave soldiers around him all rushed out, their faces flushed.

"Those who are good at fighting have no glorious achievements."

When the soldiers of both sides collided, Ryan knew that his army could not win.

The other side was not composed of slaves, but regular troops, with equipment and combat experience that surpassed Ryan's soldiers.

He knew that this war would be lost, and he never thought that every war he experienced would end with victory.

But he also believed that his failure in this war would lead to a greater victory.

Compared to Rag and Castor who did not want to give Ryan more time to suppress more nobles, Ryan felt that he was the one who did not have much time.

In so many wars, he was actually fighting to support the war, and he could not stop.

"Kill!"

"Mud legs are mud legs, no strength and tactics, hahahahaha!"

Some soldiers laughed because the other side was collapsing.

In the back, Castor also smiled. After arriving in Lingdu County, he finally won a real victory.

"Ryan, surrender!"

Beside him, Gray, wrapped in bandages, stared at Ryan and looked at Brand, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Master Castor, let me catch him."

Castor glanced at Gray and shook his head.

"Gray, your injuries have not recovered yet. Wait a little longer. When we destroy Ryan's army, you can easily take revenge."

Gray stopped talking, but the murderous intent in his eyes never disappeared.

On the other side, Ryan also sent out his knight attendants looking at the soldiers who were constantly defeated.

"Gather our soldiers and don't let them run to other places."

"We retreat."

Ryan's army retreated slowly, retaining a certain amount of physical strength, and also preventing the cavalry chasing them.

"It's dark."

Castor looked at the direction where Ryan disappeared and snorted coldly.

"Are you planning to ambush me in the dark?"

Castor stopped where he was and ordered his troops to rest.

"Let's see what I can do if I don't chase you?"

Castor said, and then he led his army back.

"The Frozen Baron is not as powerful as he is said to be."

He said complacently, but early the next morning, he heard the news from Lord Kalam.

"It's bad, Mr. Castor, our friend, Lord Plant's territory was attacked by Baron Ryan's army, and Lord Plant was also captured."