Throne of the North

That flashy light is not some special effects or pollution. It is not a fake picture on the screen, but a terrifying and extraordinary method that really appears in front of Ryan.

He looked at the war between the sanctuaries with a mesmerized expression. Not only him, but also Brand and Baron Enzo beside him, dreaming that he would be the protagonist in such a battle.

"Too powerful..."

"The holy-level knight combat skills used by the holy knights with all their strength are not a trivial fight at all, but a force that destroys the world."

"The Holy Land is like this, how terrible is the Legend...?"

Ryan's heart was surging, and the battle in the sanctuary on the other side had reached its peak.

The endless thunder turned into the giant's weapons and armor, and collided with Count Winter's light blade, causing a roar that made the earth tremble and the sky also roared and echoed.

When the light dissipated, the Thunder Giant knelt on one knee. Blood was flowing on the muddy and destroyed land. Bloody wounds were all over his arms, and the frightening blood mark on his chest was gushing out with every breath that a human being could have. Blood quantity limit.

A giant cannot fall down unless he dies, because once he falls, a giant can never stand up again. Even when they sleep, they sit down.

Therefore, facing Earl Winter's terrifying supply, the Thunder Giant chose to resist, or in other words, in his heart, like a beast, there was no option to escape.

Earl Winter, who possesses the so-called logistics of the magic group, is breathing heavily. His consumption is also huge. Knights are originally representatives of long-term resistance in many extraordinary systems, but it also depends on who they are competing against?

The giant surpassed the knight itself in all aspects. If external forces were not considered, the human knight would not be a match for the giant at all.

But isn’t the reason why humans have become the overlords of the world just because of their intelligence and hands-on ability?

"attack!!!"

After the Thunder Giant was defeated, Count Sauron and Hora Winter, the Count's younger brother, two powerful sky knights under Count Sauron and Count Winter, issued orders to attack at the same time.

Why wait until the end of the Sanctuary War before attacking?

Of course, this is because even a powerful Holy Knight cannot match the lethality and morale-destroying power of an army on the battlefield compared to a Thunder Giant.

If the Thunder Giant were to charge on the battlefield, one side's army would probably be defeated, and the extraordinary legions of the two earls were not good at dealing with the Giant.

Thunder can destroy the flying wolf cavalry that is flying in the sky but has weak defenses. The terrifying power of the giant can easily crush the dragon-blooded warriors.

Boom! ! !

Thousands of people trampled on the ground, resonating and roaring. The iron hoofs of the war horses were like the unfinished thunder from far to near, tearing apart all the defenses like breaking bamboo. The powerful knight harnessed his own power and tore the heavy metal suit. Become a millstone that crushes your enemies.

Soldiers from three directions were charging. Even the disadvantaged Count Weiss did not choose to defend, because the barbarians did not know how to fight a defensive war. They waved the giant axes in their hands and used them without fear of death. way towards the enemy.

"Kill!!!"

Roaring angrily, the slave soldiers at the front could only vent their inner fears in this only way. At this moment, they could not even escape because there were a larger number of soldiers charging behind them, all the way towards them. The former is the only possibility for them to survive.

Wearing the cheapest defensive cloth armor and holding the flimsiest spears, these slave soldiers also became the first batch of flesh and blood crushed by the barbarians on the battlefield.

Blood was flying, and fragments of flesh and blood were scattered on the ground. Broken arms, torn chests and abdomen, split flesh and blood rolling towards both sides, brought endless despair and painful wails, but as the situation became more and more There were many roars and roars, and these wails were gradually drowned in the corners of the battlefield until the owner of the voice could no longer make any noise from his throat.

"kill!!!"

The uniform roar of murderous intent stunned the barbarians who rushed in front of them for a moment. At this moment, hundreds of soldiers had already thrust their spears forward.

The barbarians, who were slow for a moment, were stung by the sharpness of the spear. They had no metal armor to protect them. The spear penetrated the barbarian's chest and abdomen, but most of the barbarians became more violent because of this. Bloodthirsty, turned on the crazy mode, the giant ax in their hands and the terrifying power they possessed directly made a dent in the hard armor. As long as they were hit, the soldiers under the armor would most likely be Can't live anymore.

"Stabilize the formation and don't mess up!"

Ryan, who is wearing mithril armor, is really dazzling, but he also understands this, so he has been at the center of his army, surrounded by five hundred knights and attendants who will defend his life without fear of death.

As a knight who may have a deeper heritage than any Silver Knight, Ryan's voice is loud, and his blood is not chaotic on this battlefield. This makes his voice seem to have some kind of magic, making people fear and kill red. The soldiers with clear eyes remained quite rational.

"Harrington! Enzo! Lead your soldiers to attack forward from both wings, don't retreat!"

Ryan commanded in the middle of the army, while the distinctive sound of trumpets sounded around him.

One minute, two minutes, on the side of this bloody millstone-like battlefield, five minutes passed, and the bloody and primitive fighting finally led to Ryan's more than 3,000 soldiers forming a concave-shaped lineup.

He personally led 1,500 men in the front, while Harrington and Baron Enzo led 1,000 men each to charge forward from both sides.

"Don't be chaotic!"

Lian rode his warhorse and looked into the distance. He couldn't surpass Earl Sauron's army too much, otherwise the 1,000 soldiers who protruded on one side would be caught in a pincer attack. On this battlefield of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, fighting alone was absolutely not an option.

"Let them in, kill them from three directions!"

Even with Ryan's constant orders, the army's formation inevitably became chaotic over time. Gradually, Ryan himself approached the front facing the enemy.

Beside him, Brand was on guard, with the knight's long sword in his hand shining coldly. Five hundred knight attendants were already fighting and colliding with the barbarians. This most elite army in the frozen land was inevitably at a disadvantage when facing the barbarians, but fortunately the advantage in numbers could make up for this.

The balance of war was tilting towards Ryan. Although his army's formation was a little chaotic, the enemy was already in a mess. Many soldiers did not realize that they were surrounded by enemies until they broke into the gap of Ryan's army.

Fear was meaningless. These soldiers were quickly pierced by the spears around them.

As time passed for nearly an hour, Ryan's army, which was on the edge, became the first army on Earl Sauron's side to defeat the enemy. Ryan stopped the soldiers who were still around him and advanced towards the center of the battlefield little by little.