Throne of the North.

Chapter 110 Assassin in the Shadows
The moment Knight Brand's sword pierced the barbarian's chest, Ryan rushed out. Don't forget that he is not only a noble, but also a powerful bronze knight, a knight more powerful than all the bronze knights here.

The mithril armor he wore made him fearless of the sharp weapons around him, but his strength frightened the enemies in front of him. The knight swung his sword quickly, killing the enemies one by one in front of him, and the blood made his blood boil.

Seeing a noble charging towards them, the soldiers' morale had already weakened, not to mention Ryan's increasingly fierce fighting.

"Castor!"

Ryan roared and rushed towards Castor. The earl's son was still immersed in Gray's death.

A barbarian with the strength of a golden knight just died like that?
He died in Lingdu County, such a remote place, but someone was able to kill Gray alone.

Castor couldn't understand why.

The Golden Knights, even in the entire empire, can be considered nobles who are not nobles. The power they possess is enough to destroy a small town, and even nobles will respect them.

Nobles like barons must be respected even more, because according to the past division, the center of a baron's territory is just a small town.

But now, Gray died at the hands of a baron.

Ryan didn't care what Castor was thinking. He quickly crossed the distance of seventy or eighty meters in three or five seconds and slashed towards Castor.

It was at this moment that a cold light flashed from behind Castor's horse and pierced Ryan's throat in an instant. The sense of crisis at this moment was familiar to him and made his heart beat wildly. At the moment when the rapier was about to touch him, he appeared sideways on the other side of the horse.

The rapier pierced the horse's head, but Ryan narrowly avoided the sword because Castor and his horse were standing in the middle.

Then he saw the cat-man assassin emerging from the shadows. After being exposed, the cat-man assassin should have fled far away, but Castor's presence prevented him from retreating.

At the same time, Castor realized that death had passed him by and he fell to the ground.

"What is the role of an assassin if he loses the advantage of being a shadow?"

Ryan stared at the cat-man assassin, but did not move rashly. The other party seemed to be at the level of a bronze knight. The previous sword almost killed him. Apart from that, he didn't know what other abilities the assassin had.

"kill him!"

Castor was still frightened. Ryan actually came here to kill him. He was extremely angry at the moment.

The cat-man assassin rushed towards Ryan, but his superb sword skills allowed Ryan to detect the cat-man assassin's disadvantage.

"Your power is too weak."

Once alert, Ryan only needed to protect a few vital points to remain invincible. The cat-man assassin's rapier plus his strength could only leave a slight scratch on the mithril armor.

Even Ryan's speed was not slow either. In a split second, he punched out directly, and the cat-man assassin flew backwards and hit Castor with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

If it was an apprentice knight, he would not lose his combat effectiveness after receiving this punch, but the cat-man assassin could only stand up with difficulty, and even his steps became disorderly.

Looking at the cat-people who had no fighting ability anymore, Ryan finally understood why they could only be assassins.

He charged with his sword raised. The cat-man assassin hesitated for a long time and still did not dare to escape. But this time, the power and sharpness of the knight's sword cut off the rapier in his hand and cut off his head.

Blood fell on Castor's face. The Earl's son was not weak. The strength of the Bronze Knight made him look so miserable. But it was obvious that he had not experienced many battles. The long sword fell in front of Castor's neck, and Ryan announced the victory or defeat of this war.

Nearly five hundred people dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground. Even now, Castor's army still had few casualties. If they continued, they would even win the war, especially after Brand killed Gray and left him extremely weak. However, this army was defeated because of the threat to Castor's life.

"Your biggest mistake was being too far away from your army and too close to me."

After Ryan finished speaking, the soldier beside him had already taken out the reins and tied up Castor.

Perhaps he was too confident in the barbarians around him. If Castor wanted to rely on victory in the war, he should not leave his army at all. Even here, if he let his soldiers fight Ryan's soldiers head-on and he hid behind, it would be difficult for Ryan to rush in front of him.

But the key point is that this is an extraordinary world. The battle between Brand and Gray, the knights and the barbarians left a large area of ​​the battlefield empty, and Ryan found the opportunity and walked through the battlefield as if he was in an empty space.

The war was not won because Brand killed Grey, but because of the victory between the two nobles.

Rumble!
The rocks blocking the middle of the canyon were pushed down, and Ryan led hundreds of prisoners across the canyon and came to the battlefield in front. The shouting and killing here was also coming to an end. When Ryan arrived, it was completely over.

"Lord Ryan!"

Lian En, covered in blood, came to Ryan's side and looked at him with fiery eyes.

"well done."

Ryan patted Lian's shoulder. Before this, he needed a military commander with independent ideas and status to stay behind to ensure that the soldiers did not collapse and flee. Lian was the only candidate. After all, just like Castor's army had no grassroots officers, Ryan's army also had none. If his command was lost and no one stood up, the army would be like loose sand.

"Where is the Viscount? Call him down."

In this war, Christian also had a mission, which was to throw stones over the canyon.

Soon, Christian, his face flushed with excitement, arrived at the battlefield. He looked at the bound Castor with pride in his eyes.

"Mr. Castor, I have cut off your retreat. Do you have anything to say?"

"Humph!"

Castor snorted coldly, unwilling to pay any attention to Christian.

"You don't think you're in charge of this war?"

Christian was embarrassed, but Ryan looked at Castor.

"I asked the Viscount to personally judge and command the most important part of this war, and the result was just as the Viscount expected. If the Viscount hadn't blocked your army, how could we have won?"

"The Viscount is the one who has made the greatest contribution to this war, and I am just a soldier."

After hearing this, Christian's whole demeanor became more positive.

(End of this chapter)