Throne of the North

The war was over. Lane's army of 1,500 men captured nearly 3,000 soldiers and marched toward Lord Kalam's territory.

The lord was frightened and showed his loyalty to Christian.

"Lage has no soldiers left. I don't think he will leave Lingdu City."

"We can't attack that city."

After Ryan finished speaking, Kristan became anxious.

"If he doesn't come out, how will we get my title back?"

"The next war will not be a military war."

Ryan looked at Christian.

"As a noble, we can also win politically."

After saying that, Ryan looked at Lord Kalam and the other Lord Plant.

"My Lords, do you think Viscount Miles is correct in making Large the new Viscount?"

The two lords shook their heads wildly at this moment, they were indeed frightened.

"Christian is the real Viscount Miles. Rag shamelessly stole the glory of the Miles family. The Viscount of the empire cannot be desecrated. We stand under the light of justice, even gods must retreat."

"Lord Karam, you are the noble nobleman of the Viscount Miles family. In your name, please invite those nobles to come."

Ryan looked at Karam, who had a bitter expression, but nodded.

"Don't worry, my army will go with you."

After watching Lord Kalam leave, Ryan took Christian to the place where the soldiers of Miles' army were being held.

There is not such a big prison in the Lord's territory, and the detention of these thousands of soldiers is actually very loose, but as long as Castor and a few knights are watched, these soldiers will not resist.

Seeing Ryan and Christian arriving, the soldiers' eyes showed awe and fear.

They knew who they had lost to and were now worried about Lane's trial and execution of them.

"Soldiers belonging to the Earl of Weiss, stand to the left, and soldiers belonging to Viscount Miles, stand to the right."

Ryan's voice caused the captured soldiers to be divided into two parts, each numbering about one thousand three to four hundred, and Ryan's eyes looked to the right.

"From the moment you were born, from the moment you became soldiers, you swore allegiance to the Miles family and the master of the Miles family. You are soldiers of the Miles Viscounty."

"You have grown up hearing about the glory of Miles. In that city, the prestige of Viscount Miles is respected and loyal to all of you."

"But at the same time, I believe that a long time ago, you were overjoyed at the birth of Christan Miles, the eldest son of Viscount Miles. You hailed the birth of the successor to the master you served."

"From that moment on, Christian's name has become a name that will echo in the hearts of each of you. They all know that that is Miles' future master, that is the next ruler of the huge territory."

"You firmly believe that under his leadership your life will become better, you will not be affected by the harsh winter, and you will be rich and warm."

"But you have never heard that the owner of the Miles family will be Rag!"

"You have known for a long time. For decades, you have believed that Christian Miles will become the next Viscount of the Empire and the Sheriff of Lingdu County!"

"It was never that Rag!"

"Why! Now you are fighting for a lord who should not be the successor?!"

Ryan roared, looked at these soldiers, and shouted:

"Tell me, who are you fighting for?"

Among the soldiers, some had blazing eyes, and at this moment they were actually inspired to fight and determined to die.

"I fight for Miles! I am loyal to the Viscount!"

"But who is the real Viscount?"

Ryan stared at the young man and pressed him.

"You are loyal to the Miles family, but Miles' master is not the master you think he is, isn't he?"

"I……"

The young man lowered his head.

For low-level soldiers like them, they were shocked when they heard that Master Lager became a viscount, but it was not service to whomever they served before. Master Lager was also a noble master standing above them.

But now facing Ryan's questioning, it was different.

Ryan looked at Christian, who stood up.

"I am Christian Miles, your lord. Raghu has deceived you, deceived everyone, and stolen my title. At the same time, he shamelessly imprisoned our father, the great Sixteenth Viscount Miles."

"I need your allegiance to help me take back what is mine and defeat the shameless thief."

Ryan's voice sounded again, and he stared at these soldiers indifferently.

"Christan Miles is your master. Now, it's your turn to make a choice. Are you loyal to the hypocritical and shameless Largo or the real Viscount Miles?"

"All of you know who the successor to Viscount Miles has been over the past few decades!"

There were constant commotions among the soldiers, but eventually some people knelt down and prostrated themselves in front of Christian.

"Harrington!"

Looking at the soldiers who were still unwilling to react, Ryan roared, and behind him, Harrington rushed out with the fully armed soldiers, and the sharp sword caused blood to splatter.

"Mr. Christian, you won't blame me."

Looking at the dead soldiers, Ryan spoke in a low voice that could only be heard by two people.

At this moment, Christian had already looked at the soldiers kneeling in front of him with a fiery gaze. He had only seen this scene when his father was in command. For those who did not obey him, he even felt that Ryan had killed too few.

"Baron Ryan, you are right. Thank you for helping me clean up the traitors."

Ryan smiled and said nothing. In this short period of time, Harrington killed as many people as he had on the battlefield before. The army of 1,300 to 1,400 people now only has 1,100 people.

"You are soldiers, remember the oath you swore today, you are the future knights of the Miles family, and you will be loyal to your choice."

"Mr. Christian, this is up to you."

Ryan looked at Christian, who was still immersed in the excitement of having power in his hands, and finally reacted after hearing Ryan's words.

"Don't worry, Baron Ryan, I will let my soldiers watch over the prisoners."

The situation changed instantly. The soldiers who were originally guarding the soldiers became Viscount Miles's army, and the only ones being guarded were the more than 1,000 soldiers belonging to Castor.

Christan had never thought of today before. He used to sneer at these soldiers, but now, he wanted to stay with them all the time and enjoy their loyal words.

But two hours later, Ryan still called Christian over.