Throne of the North

Hearing Harrington Clayton's voice, Ryan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He had spent months trying hard, but the wealth he had was not even half the value of this team.

Is this the terrible wealth that the most powerful noble families in the empire can have?

Ryan believed that these things were owned by every baron from the Clayton family, and they could surpass 90% of the barons in the empire, but they were insignificant to the entire Clayton Earl family.

With these things, even if a baron was corrupt and prodigal, when he died, the baron's territory would still be a powerful baron's territory, and it would never decline.

Things worth 200,000 gold coins were placed in front of Ryan, but Ryan was not very excited.

He would get these things sooner or later by himself.

But it must be said that it takes a lot of time to rely on himself, and it is still different from appearing in front of him immediately now.

And when he saw these things, Ryan knew that his status had changed.

Not only in the aristocratic circle of the empire, but also in the aristocratic circle of the North Wind Province.

Because these things appeared in Baron Ryan's territory, it meant that Earl Clayton, who had returned to the empire, accepted the result that the nobles of the empire had forced him to die before he came back.

He had traveled thousands of miles to the northern border, smashed a tribe of mammoth people, and brought back divine merits, a baron seat, and a baron seat in the North Wind Province. Earl Clayton was not going to care about it.

Then Ryan Clayton, who was originally mediocre and ignored among the descendants of Earl Clayton, had a different status at this moment.

He was not just a baron, but the baron position was under pressure, but a huge credit.

Thinking of this, Ryan suddenly raised his head and laughed, looking at the bright sunshine.

He would tell those nobles that this baron would be the most wrong decision in their political struggle.

...

Harrington Clayton was a little shocked, not only him, but also the four other Claytons next to him.

Before coming, they knew that Ryan Clayton was the most obscure one among the earl's dozen children, and his territory, the frozen land, was the northernmost frontier of the empire. In the north, it was covered by winter and snow, and there was no room for development at all.

They had already made the worst plan. After all, no one in the Clayton family dared to refute the earl, not to mention that they were just servants of the earl with the surname Clayton.

But it seemed that the development of the frozen land was much better than they imagined.

Moreover, the training ground where the military camp was located used the best wood, and the iron hooves and horse farms of the highland war horses were carefully selected from the soil bit by bit, instead of just finding a piece of land to let the war horses wear out severely. And the iron tools used for training were very careful, and they should be strictly supervised products.

What surprised Harrington the most was the iron armor hanging in the middle of the wall.

The armor was more sophisticated than the one he wore. From the perspective of his noble family education, he could tell the location of each joint. It was composed of many parts, which made the knight's joints more flexible when fighting. There was also the chain mail inner armor at the chest position, which was like a fine fishing net. While ensuring defense, it did not cause chest tightness and depression like other armor.

The knight's heart was the most active, and this design was more suitable for the knight than any armor.

As for the helmet, it left a cross gap on the visor that did not come out, which made Harrington feel awe the moment he saw the armor.

It was as if the majestic and solemn knight was standing in front of him.

"There shouldn't be many such armors."

Harrington said with some fear.

"Of course not. For a whole month and a half, ten blacksmiths hammered together, and only one pair was made."

A voice suddenly came from the back, and Harrington and his men turned around abruptly. They didn't even notice it.

Brand folded his hands and looked at Harrington and his five men.

"The Lord said that you will be the commanders of my soldiers in the future. I want to see what you can do."

"What?"

Harrington's face flushed when he heard Brand's voice. He came to the Frozen Territory, and the baron of the Clayton family could not become the highest commander of the army?

For a moment, the humiliation and the dignity of the knight made him unbearable, and he drew the long sword at his waist.

"I want to duel with you, a fight of life and death!"

"Forget about the fight of life and death, you are also Clayton, and the Lord will definitely not want you to die."

Brand said and walked outside, "If any of you five can beat me, the position of the legion commander is yours."

On the Rhino Horn Mountain, Ryan looked at the battle in the military camp below the mountain with interest, which was surrounded by 150 soldiers who had just arrived.

"Do you think they can win?"

Old Beard and Little Beard both stood behind Ryan. The old butler smiled but said nothing, but Little Beard was a little hesitant.

"Mr. Harrington and his men are all knights trained by the Clayton family, and they also practice the Flame Dragon Knight Breathing Technique. They shouldn't lose, right?"

He didn't even know where that Brand came from.

"Really?"

Ryan said with a smile, staring at the battle below without moving.

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"Come!"

The Stag Spirit roared, and Brand's bloody fighting spirit was boiling. He was not afraid of the fiery fighting spirit that was like a blazing flame. He smashed Harrington with his fists.

The breath of the Flame Dragon, a light breath spurted out from the tip of Harrington's mouth and nose, and it was like the breath of a dragon.

His skin was dark, and he was not afraid of a pair of flesh and blood fists, not to mention that he was not afraid of a large metal shield.

The two huge forces collided with each other, and both of them were a little surprised. Brand was surprised that someone could be as strong as him, but Harrington was different.

He was shocked that Brand's strength was the same as his.

You know, the Flame Dragon Knight Breathing Method holds the ultimate goal of forging the knight into a human-shaped dragon.

The guy in front of him, who didn't know where he came from, was actually comparable to him.

The next moment, Harrington found out that he was wrong.

Because the next moment, he found that Brand retreated more than ten meters, and then rushed towards him with a loud roar. At that moment, he seemed to see a ferocious stag rushing towards him, which was not the appearance of a grazing deer at all.

After a while, Harrington was lifted up from the ground. Everyone was shocked to see Brand standing in the distance with his blood boiling and violent.

Is it the Deer Spirit Breathing Method that is strong? Ryan thinks not, it is Brand himself who is strong.

If another knight who practices the Deer Spirit Breathing Method comes over, he will definitely not be a match for Harrington.

"You are worthy of being my guardian knight."