Throne of the North

The arrival of April has made the temperature in the air warmer, and Ryan has even stored his cloak.

And in the military camp square, he was wearing a thin tights and holding a cork stick, fighting selflessly with Brand.

"What are you doing!"

Ryan shouted and hit Brand directly on the shoulder with a stick.

"Show out the ruthlessness you used to kill the frost python. Why, haven't you made any progress after so long?"

Ryan backed away with a wooden stick in hand, and then the two of them charged and collided again as leaves fell in the air.

Bang!

Without any surprise, Ryan was knocked away by the powerful force. His physique and strength had surpassed some of the Bronze Knights, which shocked Harrington and the others. However, facing the 'hero unit' Bran in front of them, Morality is still far behind.

"Master Ryan, you have made great progress."

"Except for Harrington, the remaining four are no match for you."

Ryan glanced at Harrington's five bronze knights who were observing from a distance, and snorted coldly.

"If the Flame Dragon Knights in the Clayton family are all like this, I doubt that the earl really went on an expedition to the deep north to join the Mammoth Orc tribe."

Brand shook his head and said:

"You have made great progress, especially in skills and reactions. You have reached the ultimate level of a formal knight. It is too difficult to improve, and even if you improve, the increase in strength will be limited."

"If you can break through to the Bronze Knight, then your strength will definitely surpass mine."

After hearing Brand's words, Ryan also understood that the other party was right. He was only an official knight. In terms of various attributes, he was inferior to the Bronze Knight. If he wanted to rely on various skills and means to improve his strength, it was better to break through directly. The Bronze Knight, with its absolute strength, speed and physique, will be able to easily crush his current self.

As for whether he can beat Brand by then, Ryan remains skeptical, because it is not him who has improved the most during this period, but this guy.

After the disappearance of the deer spirit, it was easy to be favored. Brand's progress made the Harringtons in the distance feel scared. Even now, the five of them are unwilling to fight Brand.

In that state, Brand was not holding back like fighting Ryan. The violent Brand almost failed to hold back several times, but even so, several people were left lying on the bed for half a month.

Of course, under such despair, this group of people also had strength and progress, including the two hundred soldiers from the Tundra Territory.

After all, as a lord, Ryan trained so hard, how could they dare to fish in troubled waters in daily training as soldiers?

Ryan didn't even doubt that his two hundred soldiers could achieve a comprehensive victory in a head-on fight against the five hundred soldiers leased from Viscount Landa.

"Then let's do this for now."

Ryan sighed and left the camp.

He has been busy lately, so training on his own combat strength has inevitably slowed down.

Standing on Rhinohorn Mountain, Ryan looked around. It was obvious that he could see the scattered terraces replacing the jagged trees, and figures like black dots walking among them.

To the south, a winding, intermittent road has begun to take shape.

It will take at least a year to completely build a road that can pass through mountains and swamps, but in its current state, it is barely enough for ox carts and horse-drawn carriages to travel.

The biggest change is the residential area within the territory. When Ryan first arrived here, the village was scattered with houses like earthbags. But now, it is neatly planned and distributed on both sides of the street. The wooden houses are closely connected and the stone houses are scattered. The courtyard is clear, and the people walking on the street have smiles on their faces.

Tall taverns and other buildings can be regarded as symbols of every neighborhood, although those buildings don't have what they should have except food.

The scale of the town has begun to take shape. According to the planned layout, in two or three months, four major blocks separated by crosses will be formed, and each residential area will have different functions.

By that time, Ryan can live a relaxed and happy life of cutting leeks.

However, Yazhe and others still reminded Ryan that they should hurry up and prepare for various workshops. The population in the territory was increasing, and the needs were also rich and diverse.

But now there are only two things that are impeding the development of the Lane Tundra Territory. One is population. The more the population, the faster the development. The other is food. No matter what time, in this northern territory with insufficient cultivated crops, food will always be available. Never too much.

According to the old housekeeper's report, the number of terraced fields in the permafrost territory has now reached more than 6,000 acres. Although it is still far from enough, it has relieved some food pressure.

It's just that at this scale, it will get slower as the future goes on, because almost all of the more than 6,000 acres of land now are soil and stone deposits excavated for road construction. It is difficult to replicate a second time, and the cost is too high.

Who knows how good those orc slaves can eat, even if their rations are reduced again and again, Ryan still has to write a letter urging the Imperial Chamber of Commerce to ship the food.

During this time, he had begun to use the art of painting cakes.

The number of cultivated land can only be accumulated over time, and Ryan knows that there is no rush. Even some of the cultivated land now needs to be cultivated. If the temperature is lower this winter, I am afraid that a lot of land will freeze.

As for the population problem, Ryan can still transport it from the Exner continent. That plane world is the foundation for the development of the frozen land.

Time quickly came to the end of April. The gentle sunshine made the people of the northern border live comfortably, and the communication between the church and the nobles of the southern continent finally came to the North Wind Province.

The great nobles of the entire continent discussed with the church to establish the lord system to tell all the nobles and civilians with some skills and background.

"On the day of the God's Grace Festival this year, the lord system will be officially established. That is to say, if everything goes well, one of you will be called Lord on the first day of next year."

Ryan also told Yazhe and his people about this, which made them excited again. One by one, they promised Ryan that they would definitely have the greatest contribution to the land reclamation by the end of the year.

Ryan didn't know how many of them could hold on. Reclaiming wasteland was not just talk. The difficulties in those wild mountains and forests were not just the beasts.

But since they were willing to spend money to buy slaves from Ryan, Ryan didn't say much.