Throne of the North

On the third day after the repairs, the Flower of the North Wind, the 2,700 soldiers and 1,200 slaves gathered in this ancient territory, finally began to move towards the Ice Peak Forest under the leadership of three nobles. .

The three nobles, of course, managed their own armies, but Lien instinctively wanted to get closer to Ryan, so he simply handed over the command of the army to Ryan.

"Baron Ryan, I just want to train a strong army for my father."

Lien said this. He gradually got rid of Baron Hatton's influence on him and realized that military strength was the most fundamental right of the nobility.

"Your idea is good, but do you know what kind of army is powerful?"

Lane thought for a moment, looked at the fully armed knight army behind Lane, and said with envy:

"An army composed of extraordinary beings, if all of them are knights, will be invincible."

"No, a powerful army should not just be the strength of individual soldiers. That is not called an army, that is called a knighthood."

"Good fighting skills are the strongest foundation of an army."

"Do you know what a good fight is?"

Ryan continued to ask.

"I have no idea."

Lien is very humble. He knows very well that such military knowledge is something that ordinary nobles cannot have. Listening carefully at this moment is to accumulate knowledge for the Hatton family.

Ryan raised his hand and pointed at the army behind.

"Go and tell your army that ten people are in a row. If someone walks slowly and falls behind in the back row, kill them. If someone walks fast and falls in the front row, kill them."

"If you can't manage your army, then leave my army and don't affect my soldiers."

Lien left in confusion, and soon there were angry roars from behind. After a soldier was killed, it quickly became quiet again.

Just like that, two days later, when Lane saw the Cameron River, Lane was completely shocked, seeing that his army of four hundred people was so impressive.

"Go ahead and organize people to cut down trees and build bridges."

Because of the location of the Barnes territory, there was no bridge where they wanted to cross the river, so they had to build it. In fact, many wars in this world use terrain like this.

Watching Harrington lead his men to the nearby woods, Lane rode a war horse to the territory of Baron Barnes's army.

"Ryan, can you sell me a pair of your mithril armor?"

Barnes looked at the shiny mithril armor on Ryan's body with great covetousness. He was sure that except for the three earls in the entire North Wind Province, no one had such luxury as Ryan.

"This is not for sale."

Ryan said with a smile, looking at Barnes who had not worn the knight armor until now, knowing that even if the other party had it, he would probably just use it for collection.

"Barnes, there are no aristocratic etiquette on the battlefield. When do you think it is better for us to set off?"

"How about crossing the river tomorrow morning?"

"After crossing the river, it's only half a day's journey to Bingfeng Forest. We can encounter the two viscounts' army at any time."

After Ryan finished speaking, he suggested:

"Why don't we wait for them to fight first, and how about we go there a day later? By then, they should be almost dead."

Barnes' eyes lit up.

"That's it, that's what I think."

Ryan smiled and left, standing on the edge of the fast Camelan River, staring into the distance. He could vaguely see the only mountain peak in the Ice Peak Forest, and the top of the mountain was covered with snow.

…

As early as a day ago, the aristocratic army of Viscount Dragon and the army of Viscount Miles had arrived in the Ice Peak Forest. They occupied the east and west directions of the forest. As the day passed, as the nobles They were unable to reach an agreement, which caused the soldiers below to become tense.

Finally at noon of that day, Viscount Dragon, who was wearing knight armor, and Viscount Miles, who was wearing mage robes, appeared in a 350-meter-long valley where the magic crystal mine was discovered.

"Miles, you are old and you still dare to come here. Do you not even want to see this winter?"

With a wild look on his face, Viscount Dragon raised the knight's sword in his hand and pointed it at Viscount Miles, who was a hundred meters away, and laughed wantonly.

"Myers, if you leave now and give up Lingdu City, I can guarantee that you will take away your wealth. Otherwise, when I break through Lingdu City, you will have no chance!"

Opposite him, the white-haired Viscount Miles still had a delicate face, but everyone could see the deathly aura reverberating on his face, and he might return to the arms of the Lord of the Morning at any time.

"Dragon, you are too impatient. You dare to come here directly without dealing with Barnes and others. Moreover, we are not the only ones in Lingdu County in Beifeng Province."

"So what? They don't dare to enter Lingdu County easily. As for Barnes..."

Dragon sneered.

"A group of little kids. Their fathers don't dare to face my army. I can understand that they are young and energetic, but I will tell them who will be the ruler of this land in Lingdu County in the future."

"Father? Did you also include the baron from the Tundra Territory?"

Dragon's expression froze, and then he snorted and spoke.

"Myers, you are indeed old. My army will drive you back to your hometown today!"

After saying that, Viscount Dragon turned the horse's head and returned to the other end of the valley.

The ancient horn sounded, and the earth began to tremble. When Viscount Dragun and a group of nobles shouted for the glory of the family, the soldiers under his command had already begun to charge forward.

Similarly, on the other side, Viscount Miles asked his magicians to tear up the magic scrolls, and the power of prestige attached to the surrounding troops, making them run faster.

"Soldiers, the glory of war is beckoning to you. Whether it is money or status, you will get it in this war."

"Go, kill our enemies, hang their heads high on your weapons, your appearance will scare everyone, your name will be carved in this forest, and your blood will melt the eternal ice and snow here!"

The voice of Viscount Dragun made the charging soldiers excited, and they shouted and shouted, and then they fought hand-to-hand with Viscount Miles's soldiers.

"Get the cavalry ready!"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead, Viscount Dragun looked at the nobles around him with sharp eyes.

"Don't be stingy with your knights and horses. We will all get more if we win this war."

"Don't worry, Lord Viscount. Our cavalry is in your hands."

A nobleman next to him echoed, and even rode his horse forward to lead the cavalry to charge.

He is Enzo Dragun, the son of Viscount Dragun. He defeated Miles' second son alone and became a noble with real power.

Behind him, nearly 500 cavalrymen came behind him.

"Enzo, my child, you will bring me victory."

Viscount Dragun's palm fell on Enzo's shoulder, and the baron's eyes burst into a blazing fire.

"Father, this war will be as you wish."