Throne of the North

The world is full of ups and downs, without obvious hillsides. The land is covered with green and yellow wild grass. The frost on the surface makes them look a little prickly, but this still makes Ryan feel shocked and ecstatic.

Under the pan-dimensional war of the gods, this world has not suffered too serious erosion.

The reason for this is that Ryan stood on a high slope and saw the end of the vision, the looming towering snow-capped mountains.

There is an extremely tall snow-capped mountain there, and Ryan can still see it even if it is far away.

The towering mountains blocked all the cold wind and blizzards, allowing this place to have a peaceful grassland.

"Lord!"

Ryan turned his head and looked at the excited and trembling Brand, who said with burning eyes:

"There are... horses here!"

Brand's words made Ryan excited at this moment, yes, horses.

In the south of the empire, the royal family earned a huge fortune with the war horses domesticated in the highland grasslands.

In the previous war, Ryan lost a lot of war horses, which made him particularly sad, but he could only wait for the Chamber of Commerce to transport them from the south next year to get a supplement.

But now.

"Maybe, we can breed our own war horses."

Rumble! ! !

Just when Ryan was hoping in his heart, the earth trembled, and the frost on the surface of the wild grass also trembled and fell at this moment. As the roar of the earth became louder and louder, all the knights and attendants around Ryan were a little scared, as if there were thousands of troops in front of them charging and trampling on them.

"Lord."

Even Brand was a little hesitant at this moment. He guessed what was coming, but Ryan did not open the door to the plane at this moment.

Finally, on the slope in the distance, tall figures appeared one after another, and Ryan's eyes locked on the handsome wild horse standing in the front at a glance.

It was snow-white, with the brown-red mane on its head and tail flowing like the skirt of a goddess. What made the stars dim was its clear and transparent blue crystal pupils.

When their eyes met, Ryan saw a mark like a sharp blade from the forehead to the nose of the wild horse.

The iron hooves trampled, and the reddish-brown hair attached to the hooves also moved at this moment.

It followed the strong wind, or when it ran, it brought the strong wind.

Rumble.

Thousands of wild horses rushed towards Ryan in groups. They were the guardians of this grassland. Galloping on the grassland, the fiery blood melted all the frost, so that the grassland would not be troubled by the cold in this winter.

It was impossible to count how many wild horses there were in this herd. When they approached Ryan for dozens of meters, the huge herd did not trample on them, but dispersed and passed them from both sides.

The smell in the air was not pleasant, but Ryan and the other servants didn't care at the moment. They stood in the middle of the vast herd of horses, watching the majestic wild horses on both sides leaving them.

Finally, as the last few hundred wild horses in the herd disappeared, Ryan's team of hundreds of people finally came to their senses.

They watched the herd go away, and then saw the fifty or sixty young men riding horses behind the herd.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Ryan's hundreds of fully armed soldiers, they were obviously alert, and then turned the reins and ran away without waiting for an answer.

"Follow them."

Ryan and his men had no horses, so they could only walk. Fortunately, the horseshoe prints in the opposite direction gave them a good direction.

More than half an hour later, Ryan saw the tall tents standing on the green grass in the distance, and hundreds of warriors riding war horses and wearing leather armor just a hundred meters away.

Both sides became nervous. The hundreds of attendants behind Ryan also drew their knights' long swords at this moment, and the cavalry warriors on the opposite side also raised their scimitars.

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

Ryan walked out, waved his hand to let the knights put away their weapons, and then looked at the opposite side.

"I want to talk to your noble leader."

"There are no nobles in our tribe, only chiefs."

When they heard the nobles, it was obvious that the hundreds of people on the opposite side became nervous, and their tone became a little impolite.

"Then let your chief come to see me."

"Our chief... is not convenient now."

"Then I can go to see him."

The warriors on horseback hesitated for a long time. After several people discussed, they said to Ryan:

"You can only take ten people."

Ordering the extra people to stay where they are, Ryan took Brand and nine bronze knights and followed several cavalry warriors into the tribe.

When looking at these tents up close, Ryan was a little surprised.

This can no longer be called a tent, it is more like a solid house.

Under the curious gazes, Ryan came to the center of the tribe, in front of the only building here, which was not a tent but a stone house.

There was a clanging sound coming from inside.

"Is this a blacksmith shop?"

Ryan looked at the flag erected outside the stone house, [Warrend's Blacksmith Shop]

Next to it, the warrior raised his head proudly.

"This is the blacksmith shop of the legendary craftsman Warrend, the goods are genuine."

Ryan walked into the blacksmith shop. The heat wave that hit him in an instant made him feel a little uncomfortable, but Ryan immediately locked onto the silver hammer hanging on the wall of the blacksmith shop.

Artifact, an artifact similar to the Crown of Heroes.

Ryan came to the hammer and reached out to touch the artifact.

"You are not allowed to touch Tyr's front."

A deep voice came from the side. Ryan turned his head and found that Brand and a man with a thick beard and big muscles all over his body collided with each other.

Both of them were surprised at each other's strength, but the next moment they were aroused by the desire to win, and a circle of terrible air waves spread between their fists.

"Golden Knight?"

Ryan was really shocked. This man actually had the physique of a golden knight?

"Brother."

"Brand."

Two voices stopped the two guys who were fighting for strength at the same time. Ryan looked towards the location of the voice and saw a woman with light golden hair, like a cheetah with well-proportioned muscles. She looked very young and energetic.

But she also held a hammer in her hand.

Ryan should have seen the two of them the first time he entered the blacksmith shop, but the artifact on the wall attracted his attention.

"Are you the chief of this tribe?"

Ryan looked at the sturdy man and asked.

"I am."

The woman next to him answered Ryan that she was the manager of this tribe.