Throne of the North.

Chapter 107 A Little Smart, But Not Much
Thousands of soldiers were marching on the barren land, but their speed was very slow. When they reached a canyon, Ryan ordered the army to stop.

"Harrington."

Ryan shouted, and Harrington came to his side on his warhorse in the distance.

"Master Ryan."

"You take a thousand men up the mountain from both sides and prepare rolling logs and stones. After that... do you remember what I taught you?"

"Follow your will, Master Ryan."

Harrington saluted as a knight and turned to leave. The next moment, the army was divided into two parts.

Ryan continued to advance with the remaining troops.

"Tomorrow evening, we will arrive at Lord Kalam's territory, which is the lordship of the Miles family. If Rag doesn't want to lose another supporter, his army will definitely show up."

Ryan said, while Christian beside him was a little worried.

"Baron Ryan, what if he doesn't show up?"

"That's perfect! Your Excellency the Viscount can gain another supporter."

Hearing this, Christian's heart beat faster, because this was a lord in the Miles family.

"but……"

He still hesitated.

"The Miles family's army was all trained by my father. They are extremely powerful and have brought wealth and glory to Miles. I'm afraid your army..."

Ryan looked at Christian. He knew that he was still immersed in the honor and glory of the Viscount family.

"My Lord Viscount, war is never what you imagine. A good warrior should know both himself and the enemy."

Ryan now only hopes that the military commander of Viscount Rag has a similar brain as Christian in front of him.

"We will win tomorrow's war, but victory in this war depends on you."

……

The next evening, Ryan's army arrived at Lord Kalam's territory as scheduled, but here, Castor had already led his army to block Ryan's way.

"Baron Ryan, as a noble, you are helping a villain who insulted the honor of the nobility. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the nobles of the empire?"

Castor shouted loudly, but Ryan was not going to respond.

What is the most important thing in verbal confrontation? As a former keyboard warrior, Ryan knows very well that it is to ignore what the other party says and just say your own words.

"Castor? I remember you. Not long ago you said you would become my nightmare, but you're not the one I dream about these days."

"As the son of the Earl, your words are not as cold as the wind in the North Wind Province. The north wind can still leave a field of flying snow, but you seem to have only incompetent words."

"If the Earl knew, he would be very disappointed, right? By the way, where is your uncle?"

"Mr. Artel was very far-sighted. He chose to escape in the middle of the war. Otherwise, I could have received a ransom from the earldom. He helped you save the earl's face, didn't he?"

"Ryan! I'll let you know what a crushing defeat is!"

Castor roared, then swung the sword in his hand.

"attack!"

His voice roared, but his army advanced slowly. He knew what Ryan had done in the war.

His army must be stronger than Ryan's. As long as he pushes his army forward, victory in this war will belong to him.

In order to achieve absolute victory in this war, he did not even bring a single slave army.

Unfortunately, most of his one hundred barbarians were killed or wounded in the previous war with Viscount Dragun, otherwise that tall body would surely cause Ryan's army to collapse.

Facing the enemy's attack, Ryan did not command the army to move, but turned around and looked at the group of slaves behind him.

"Soldiers! You should still remember who the man opposite you is. He was your former master."

"And now, I'm going to give you two choices."

"First, you are now my slaves and my soldiers. Fight for me and you will have a bright future!"

"Second, return to your master and live the life you led before I knew nothing about it." "Would you be proud to be a slave of the Earldom?"

“No!” “No!!!”

Some soldiers were roaring, and then loud shouts rang out.

"This war will tell you what glory is!"

Ryan turned around and unsheathed his sword.

"attack!"

All the slave soldiers around him rushed out, their faces flushed with blood.

"He who is good at fighting has no great achievements."

The moment the soldiers of both sides collided, Ryan knew that his army could not win.

The army on the opposite side was not composed of slaves, but regular troops, whose equipment and combat experience were superior to Ryan's soldiers.

He knew that this war would be lost, and he never thought that every war he experienced would end in victory.

But he also believed that his failure in this war would lead to a greater victory.

Compared to Rag and Castor, who didn't want to give Ryan more time to suppress more nobles, Ryan felt that he was the one who didn't have much time.

With so many wars, he is actually fighting to support the war, and he cannot stop.

"Kill!"

"A peasant is a peasant. He has no strength or tactics at all. Hahahaha!"

Some soldiers were laughing because the other side was being defeated.

In the back, Castor also had a smile on his face. After arriving in Lingdu County, he finally achieved a real victory.

"Ryan, surrender!"

Beside him, Gray, wrapped in bandages, stared in Ryan's direction and looked at Brand, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Master Castor, let me go and catch him."

Castor glanced at Gray and shook his head.

"Gray, you haven't recovered from your injuries yet. Wait a little longer. Once we destroy Ryan's army, you can easily take revenge."

Gray stopped talking, but the murderous intent in his eyes never disappeared.

On the other side, looking at the soldiers who were constantly defeated, Ryan also sent out his knights and attendants.

"Gather our soldiers and don't let them run anywhere else."

"We retreat."

Ryan's army retreated slowly, retaining a certain amount of physical strength while also being on guard against the pursuing cavalry.

"it's dark."

Castor looked at the direction where Ryan disappeared and snorted coldly.

"Are you planning to ambush me in the dark?"

Castor stopped where he was and ordered his troops to rest.

"I want to see what I can do if I don't chase you."

After Castor finished speaking, he ordered the army to retreat.

"The Frozen Baron isn't as powerful as he's made out to be."

He said complacently, but early the next morning, he heard the news from Lord Kalam.

"It's bad, Mr. Castor. Our friend, Lord Plant's territory was attacked by Baron Ryan's army, and Lord Plant was captured."

(End of this chapter)