Throne of the North

The Empire sent a powerful legend to the North Wind Province. What surprised Ryan was that this person actually belonged to Meyers.

"Legendary 'Demon Hunter' Rosalind, his title is Demon Hunter, he hunts not magicians, but demons."

"More than three demon dukes died at his hands. Such a legend is enough to fight against the werewolf king and other legendary chieftains of werewolf clans."

"But, they can't absolutely know the direction of the war."

No matter who it is, they can't kill the other party. All Rosalind can do is to prevent the power of the legend from descending on ordinary battlefields.

Knight Mulan looked at Ryan. With the arrival of Rosalind Legend, what will the baron plan?

"Are you worried about the God Bone Potion, Lord Mulan? I don't trust this Rosalind."

Ryan shook his head and laughed.

"I want to protect my frozen land, but it is obvious that this demon hunter will not live in my frozen land."

"I will not give up here. If the price of the divine bone potion cannot stop the orcs, then I will pay more."

"Does Lord Mulan believe me?"

Ryan's voice made Mulan a little dazed. He didn't know why a baron was so confident, but...

"Baron Ryan has never lost any war, and I think this time will be no exception."

I am not so confident in myself. Ryan turned and left. After all, the news from afar is as ethereal as the wind. It is important to be down-to-earth.

The war is still going on. The fortress defense line in the mountains and forests is harassed by tens of thousands of orcs every day. This is the key.

In front of us is a continuous thorn bush, and in the thorn bush, there is only a passage with a width of no more than ten meters. This passage is not the only direction for the orcs to come, but it is the most powerful orcs.

The violent war bear guards the intersection, and behind them, there are still hundreds of meters to the fortress defense line.

The fortress built by Ryan has not been engraved with magic arrays, so those extraordinary orc warriors must leave the fortress to block, otherwise the powerful orc warriors are fully capable of breaking through those fortresses.

"Brothers, charge!"

Boggard shouted, killing the werewolves that rushed out, and using the thorn bushes on both sides to force the werewolves to not approach in large numbers.

In those fortresses, soldiers are pioneers, and civilians are logistics. They constantly stab weapons from the gaps to kill the orcs approaching from outside. The powerful knights charge on the battlefield. Their strength makes the orcs afraid, but the advantage of numbers can allow the orcs to overwhelm the knights who make mistakes.

Every day, every hour, it is such a picture. No one in the entire North Wind Province knows about the tragic war that took place in the Frozen Territory.

But they defended this place tightly, so that the orcs did not cross the fortress defense line on a large scale and appeared in the rear.

But obviously, there are always orcs who are lucky enough not to touch the front line and appear under the Winter City.

The Stag Legion patrolled the city. Those scattered orcs could not pose a threat here, but the terraces outside the city and the farmers on the mountain were inevitably terrified.

The patrol range of the knights had to be spread to the surrounding areas. As time went on, the number of orcs increased. The city centered on Winter City was undoubtedly another battlefield.

There were more than 200,000 people in the frozen land.

At this moment, there were at least 150,000 warriors in the frozen land.

"We have lost our hometown once, and this is our new hometown. For Ryan, we cannot fail. In order to survive, we have no reason to give this land to the evil orcs."

"We have faced many enemies, but only the North makes us despair."

"We will bury those damn orcs in the wind and snow of the North!"

The bards can always move people's hearts. When winter comes, in the first snowstorm, the voices of the bards give the people of the frozen land infinite power.

Wars will shape heroes. Those dazzling figures on the battlefield gradually became heroes in the mouths of the bards.

"The latest news, this is not a story, let us mourn deeply first."

The bard held the stone on his chest with both hands, lowered his head, and told the glory of the dead, and then began to describe the war to the people around him.

"Just last night, when most soldiers had fallen asleep, the werewolves of the Earl clan launched an attack. They shuttled through the quiet mountains and forests like shadows in the dark night."

"We all know the thorny jungle called Nastlund, the thorny world that is said to be traversable by only the most agile warriors, and obviously, the swift werewolves of the Earl clan are such warriors."

"The thorny jungle cannot be an obstacle in front of them. Every werewolf jumps on the sharp thorns. It is hard to imagine that their tall bodies step on the only ones we can see. They won't fall on the palm-length thorns."

"They jump, they rush, the trees can't block the vision of Earl's werewolves, and above the dense treetops, Earl's werewolves can even use them to block the eyes of the soldiers."

"In the dead of night, on a battlefield that can't be illuminated by the beautiful lady of the moon, these werewolves are like ghosts, they approach our army."

When the bard said this, everyone around him became nervous, fearing that the next sentence would be the werewolf's claws tearing open the soldier's chest, the sharp fangs piercing the throat, and swallowing human blood.

"At this time, Master Brand, the legionary commander, appeared."

"He stood alone in front of hundreds of werewolves from the Earl clan. The stag supported his steps, allowing him to quickly approach the werewolves. The knight's sword in his hand was the 'Snow Dragon Song'. Master Brock said that the knight's sword in Lord Brand's hand was the best knight's sword he had forged besides the legendary weapon."

"The sharp knight's sword crossed the dark shade of the tree and nailed the werewolf to the tree. The struggling werewolf wanted to tear off Lord Brand's armor with his claws, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker."

"Master Brand killed the werewolf, but this was not the end, but the beginning. More werewolves were angry and bit Lord Brand. They turned into evil wolves of the same color as the wind and snow, and turned into wolf heads like humans. In the darkness, countless werewolves from all directions killed Lord Brand."

After the bard finished speaking, his face flushed and he swallowed his saliva. The people around him were even more excited.

"What happened next, what happened next!"

"Later, Lord Brand held a shield in one hand and a knight's sword in the other, and killed all the damn werewolves. When dawn came, there were only corpses around. Brand's armor was stained with blood, but not a drop of it was his own."

Some people in the crowd couldn't help but be suspicious.

"But how could Lord Brand appear there? He should be guarding Lord Baron at Rhino Horn Mountain."

"Yes, that's right. Lord Brand is a noble knight. He abides by the honor and code of knighthood. He should be guarding Lord Baron's mansion."

The bard glanced at the people around him and snorted coldly.

"How could you guys know that Lord Baron Ryan was on the battlefield last night."

"In Lord Baron's words, he didn't know whether his people could muster the courage to resist the evil orcs, but as a lord, he would lead the way and fight at the forefront."

"Lord Baron actually appeared on the battlefield in the dark."

The people around were a little shocked. Although most of them had never experienced the rule of the nobles, they knew very well that everything in the frozen land belonged to Ryan. As a result, Ryan actually appeared on the battlefield.

"We are not afraid of death. None of the people of Gam are afraid of death."

Some people in the crowd were dissatisfied and shouted, wearing the fur of wild animals.

"That's right, the people of Gam are never afraid of death!"

The bard pushed the crowd away and walked towards the tavern. He still had a lot of things to do and didn't get excited with these people.

"Lord Brand has become even more powerful, and he killed more than 200 werewolves in the dark."

"The same goes for the Bucks Legion. They were the earliest knight attendants of Lord Baron Ryan. If my hands and feet were not too thin at that time, I could also become Lord Baron Ryan's attendant like my brother."

"Yes, it was very simple to get the blessing of Lord Baron at that time. You just need to be strong. Unlike now, you have to study. Haha, those damn little bastards are frowning all day long."

"It's so refreshing to drink hot water. Take the rest of the hot water with you. I have to go."

"So soon, where are you going?"

The man in the tavern poured boiling water into the minstrel's kettle and watched the minstrel put on the deerskin hood on his head to block the wind and snow.

"We need to go to Zero Crossing City. It was not just Lord Brand who fought last night, but also Lord Egil. But you also know that Lord Egil is not liked by the people of Winter City. They used to have a serious grudge."

"But the adventurers in Zero Crossing City admire the lone Lord Egil very much. They think Lord Egil is a brave man."

"Will the people in Zero Crossing City organize to fight against the orcs?"

"I don't know. That's not my task. We just need to do our job well. I think it's impossible for the orcs to plunder our land."

Zero Crossing City.

For the adventurers of the Northland Brave Guild, whether it is the first adventurer to try it or the first wolf Sack to form a team, they can only be regarded as one of the after-dinner conversations. They can never find a dazzling adventurer, a person who may become a brave man.

But recently, people seem to have a gathering of faith, and feel that people who may become brave men have appeared.

"Knight Egil brought his three white wolves into the North and killed a large number of orcs. At night, the eyes of the werewolves could ignore the darkness, but in the dark, Egil could slaughter those damn werewolves."

"Lord Egil is so powerful. I have seen the heads of those werewolves. They are more terrifying than beasts and can easily kill ordinary people."

"This reminds me of Lord Knight Ashes that day. Unfortunately, I haven't seen Lord Knight Ashes for a long time. Maybe he just passed by Zero Crossing City."

People regret that the knight who called himself Ashes made them feel that the heroes were not so far away, but now so much time has passed, and the Knight Ashes has never come to Zero Crossing City for the second time.

But he is the first adventurer in people's mouths.

Although he is not the first record, people prefer the first hero who brought back the heads of orcs.

"Damn orcs, they actually invaded the North Wind Province again. Why am I not a knight? If I were a knight, I would definitely chop off the heads of all orcs with a long sword!"

In the distance, Liam Hatton sat on the second floor of a stone house drinking a little wine. The hot energy brought by the strong wine dispelled the cold brought by the snow and wind from the sky.

The orcs went south and invaded the land of humans. There were a large number of orcs in Xiangshan Plain, but for Lingdu County, they were more willing to pay attention to the war in the frozen land, because once Baron Ryan failed, the orcs here would first flood Lingdu County.

The nobles were of course clear about the difference between near and far, so they were more concerned about places with greater threats.

Many nobles were praying that Ryan could win, because this would not only save the noble territory of Lingdu County, but also free up his hands to command the war in Xiangshan Plain Fortress. They all believed that Baron Ryan could win the war there.

In the noble territory, many young people were eager to establish merits and careers in this war environment, but the nobles were afraid and stopped their heirs. Some nobles even arranged for their eldest sons to leave Beifeng Province and go south.

The inheritance of the family is above all else.

"No, no, my father will never agree."

In the Barony of Hatton, as the eldest son of Baron Hatton, Lien was still quite courageous and did not leave the North Wind Province, but stayed in the safe Zero Crossing City.

In the past few days, he had heard a lot about the battle situation in the Frozen Territory, especially when others compared him with that Egil, he was most concerned.

"Egil, a name I have never heard of, is there such a person under Baron Ryan's command?"

Lien knew Brand, and he thought that there was a gap in strength between him and Brand, and that gap made people desperate, so he could only comfort himself by saying that he was the heir of the nobility.

But Egil, he had never heard of it before, but the stories told by the bards would not be wrong, and they would never tell stories that were not confirmed.

Those bards wearing the badge of the Frozen Territory have become a symbol of the North Wind Province. Those who doubted them would be questioned, and the words of the bards were always recognized.

Lien was a little curious, because his home still had the warhorse and armor that Baron Ryan had given him before.

"Father will definitely not agree to my hunting orcs."

Lian En knew that he had a family responsibility and could not take risks.

But he was still tempted.

"Maybe... I can also form a team."

"Yes!!!"

Lian En woke up in shock. He was also an adventurer and a hero. Why couldn't he form an adventure group?

And who could have more advantages than himself?

That evening, many people in Lingdu City saw a majestic knight riding through the street and heading to the North Brave Guild.

"It's Lord Ash Knight."

Standing outside the North Brave Guild, Lian En explained to people why he disappeared for a while.

"I am loyal to my lord and nobles, loyally practicing the knight's code and following the honor of the knight."

"But I also have a certain degree of freedom. My lord is very kind."

So, that day, the Ash Adventure Group registered, which caused an uproar in Lingdu City.

Many people signed up enthusiastically, and a few of them even reached the physical strength of an apprentice knight.

"Become a member of Ashes, I will help them get the qualification to be promoted to knights!"

Lian En's words spread quickly in Lingdu City. Many people were surprised that a knight who was loyal to the nobles would actually form an adventure group. This was the first time.

"To become a hero is to kill the evil orcs. Can't knights kill orcs?"

The question of Ashes Knight made people laugh. The knights were the main force to deal with orcs.

However, Ashes Knight's choice also made some knights from afar in Lingdu City think about it.

A new door seemed to open in front of them.

However, before this, the nobles were a threshold that could not be crossed. They didn't know what kind of relationship Ashes Knight had with the lord he was loyal to, and he could actually do this.

"Perhaps, this adventure group was originally established by the nobles?"

The knights' eyes lit up.

Lian En didn't know what kind of feat he had done. He was immersed in power, which was different from the power of the noble heir.

The identity of the eldest son of the baron was innate, and the hereditary authority made him boring.

But looking at the dozen or so members of the adventure group around him, their loyal support made him ecstatic.

Yes, that's it, the nobles have their own ways.

"Ashes..."

Lian En's eyes were full of longing. He could never forget the first large-scale war he participated in with Baron Ryan. The ashes flying all over the sky seemed to be everything to him.

That war determined the future of the North Wind Province, and at that time, he was just the most ordinary member of it.

The history records will have the name of the Hatton family, but it will not describe the battle of Lian En Hatton.

Lian En wants to be a legendary warrior.

And how many people's dreams are buried in this war with the orcs?