Throne of the North

Lane left the field and returned to Red Wing Plains.

"The blood, endurance, and physique of the war horse are not created out of thin air."

"A large amount of food can induce birth, and a large amount of magic potions can be cultivated little by little to become a war horse. According to Archmage McCann..."

Ryan had a headache, money, money, money, it was all money.

"With one thousand gold coins of materials, a first-generation war horse can be cultivated in one and a half years, ten thousand gold coins in half a year, thirty thousand gold coins in half a month!"

Through this data, Ryan can probably understand that when the royal family first cultivated highland war horses, the initial investment was probably terrible.

Wealth worth countless gold coins has stabilized the bloodline of the highland war horse. After ten or twenty years, it will be a pure harvest. It does not require too much money consumption. The war horse will grow on its own and become a highland war horse when it reaches adulthood.

I am afraid that the royal family's Highland War Horse could not make ends meet in the first ten years. The longer the time goes by, the more wealth the Highland War Horse will bring.

Ryan had a toothache. He finally understood why the royal family did not allow Archmage McCann to sign a contract with the big nobles. With such a price and such initial investment, the small nobles simply couldn't afford it. Only those powerful nobles, especially those with real power, could not afford it. …

Those four princes.

The royal family did not want to see any big nobles in the empire being able to share the war horse market with them.

"But...is it really not?"

Within the empire, there is only one highland war horse. It does not mean that others cannot cultivate war horses, but that others can only rely on magicians to cultivate a few or more than a dozen war horses sporadically, which is not universal.

In other words, there is no way to cultivate it on a large scale.

And it's more focused on Warcraft, rather than a war horse that anyone can ride.

Even the big nobles can't do it, so the annual sales of highland war horses are terrible. They can be castrated with magic potions, and they can't even be bred.

But Ryan didn't believe it. Although the empire only traded highland war horses on the surface, what about secretly?

Do the great nobles really not have the means to mass-cultivate a kind of war horse?

The reason why Ryan had such doubts was because of another world.

What he knows now is that both Count Winter and Count Weiss have mastered an alien plane. This is a world they control alone. No one knows what they are doing in that alien plane.

Just like Ryan training war horses in the wilderness of Swadifari, who says the great nobles can't do it?

"If this is the case, then the foundation and strength of the great nobles in the empire may be stronger than I thought."

The war in Red Wing Plains made Ryan a little distracted. Now that he thought about it carefully, he finally calmed down.

"No wonder Earl Winter and Earl Sauron didn't think about attacking Leiyun County at the beginning. They were worried about what Earl Weiss' trump card was in the alien plane."

Ryan thought to himself, and then went to the military camp to train the army. After excluding the disabled, there were only more than 2,200 soldiers who could still fight. Each of them was the most elite veteran. If nothing else, as long as these soldiers returned to Lingdu alive, County, each of them is qualified to become a wealthy class in each noble territory.

The merit and wealth brought by the war can change their family for generations.

Ryan looked at the two extraordinary legions. Among the troops in Red Wing Plains, he was confident that except for these two legions, all the remaining armies were no match for him.

This is a head-on fight with the same numbers, and his army can definitely win every battle.

After all...the quality of these troops from the two counties does not seem to be that high.

…

"Lord Baron Lane, Your Majesty the Earl invites you to discuss matters."

With the arrival of the Airwolf Cavalry, Ryan went to Count Sauron's mobile fortress, where Count Winter was also here.

"My Lord Earl."

"Ryan, sit down."

There were only three nobles here, and the two earls directly stated their decisions.

"In ten days, Hongyiyuan's army will enter Leiyun County, and we plan to hand over the army to your command."

"In the entire Beifeng Province, there is no one more suitable to lead this war than you."

"I?"

Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly. Of course he didn't have any thoughts of being humble, but he was thinking about the benefits.

and his right to speak before the two earls.

It can be said that as long as he becomes the commander of these tens of thousands of troops, if the war is victorious, what he can get will not be much less than the two counts.

It can even be said that they will become the only three nobles who eat meat after the victory of the war.

Are these two so kind?

But soon, Ryan understood.

The orc invasion, the Lord's Land War, the war at the Red Wing Plains at the end of last year and not long ago, the winter snowstorm, spring plowing...

For all these factors, the appearance of even one of them would be a huge loss to the nobles' territory. If added together, even these two earls would not be able to bear it.

In the war to attack Leiyun County, they did not want the army to suffer too much loss, so it was inevitable that they would need to find a commander with strong military talent to command the army.

After much discussion, Ryan was the only option.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ryan's mouth raised slightly.

In this case, he can put forward many conditions.

That evening, after the nobles gathered, the position of Lane's commander-in-chief was completely decided.

So early the next morning, Count Sauron's mobile fortress became Ryan's residence.

Of course, it's temporary.

The flags of the three earls and the flag of the frozen land territory were planted on the fortress, fluttering with the strong wind. He stood on it and determined the troops in various directions through the continuous reports of the flying wolf cavalry.

But at this moment, Ryan also felt extremely tired. There was no way. If he wanted to command an army of tens of thousands of people, it would not be enough to just command them to go to the battlefield.

"Let Lord Fran, Lord Carrizo, and Lord Arietta stop training. A total of 9,200 people will be responsible for logistics."

Ryan did not intend to let the hastily gathered slave soldiers go to the battlefield even if there were tens of thousands of them.

"Give them all the shovels and axes of the army, and be responsible for marching in front and clearing the way, and transporting food and grass in the rear of the army."

"Order the two thousand soldiers led by the knight under Baron Yeager to move to the border between Red Wing Plain and Thunder Cloud County, and order..."

As Ryan's orders continued to fall, it was not until a day passed that the entire Red Wing Plain army barely became what he wanted.

The army was divided into three parts, the front, middle and back armies. The front army consisted of half of the slave army and 2,000 regular soldiers, a total of 6,500 people. The back army consisted of 4,000 slaves responsible for transporting food and armaments and 6,000 regular soldiers.

The last middle army was Ryan's main force to attack Leiyun County, a total of 30,000 soldiers. As for the remaining 1,000 or 2,000 soldiers, Ryan asked them to take care of the wounded.

It was just such a simple command at the beginning, and the problems that followed made Ryan feel extremely troubled.

The most direct one was the dissatisfaction of those nobles.