Throne of the North.

Chapter 117 Blood boiling
Appearing in the Crucible City again, Ryan was shivering from the cold. He was still wearing too little.

Hearing Ryan's arrival, Saban Hahn, who was in charge of the place, hurried over.

"Master Ryan."

"How has the Crucible City been doing during this period?"

"The grain and wood have been harvested almost completely, and mining is still going on. However, the weather is getting colder, and many elderly people in the city can't stand it."

Ryan expressed his regret, but he was not too heartbroken. Those old people had enjoyed the warmth of the Furnace City for too long. Even if they went to the Frozen Territory, they would probably find it difficult to survive the cold winter.

"Go call everyone over here. From now on, they may never appear here again."

Saban left excitedly, and that afternoon, thousands of people gathered in the square with their families, bringing with them the mined wood, ore, and food.

As for other things, over the past long time, everything that needed to be moved in the Crucible City has been moved away, which to a large extent made the castle on Ryan's Rhino Horn Mountain much more magnificent.

"Is everyone here?"

Ryan stared at Saban and the group of former nobles around him. Having experienced war, even his gaze made these people afraid.

"Lord Ryan, there are still some people who are unwilling to leave the Crucible City."

"They don't want to?"

Ryan's voice turned cold.

"When will they be able to stay in this world and fall into an eternal winter with it?"

"I see."

Saban trembled all over, not knowing why the lord had become so terrifying in just a few months. He could only quickly take his soldiers to capture those who were unwilling to leave.

After nearly ten hours, the Crucible City was finally empty. The huge city seemed a little eerie and scary at this moment.

“Perhaps, there will never be another chance to come to this dead world.”

Ryan sighed in his heart, and then disappeared into the door of the plane.

Perhaps it was the portal in space that brought the cold wind and snow. After returning to the Frozen Territory, Ryan also felt that his territory seemed to be much colder than yesterday.

"I'm afraid this winter won't be too warm. After arranging housing for those people, have them store more firewood. We need to speed up the forging of the fireplace."

The old butler responded respectfully and left.

Not long after, Rosen, one of Ryan's original knight guards, came to him.

"Bronze Knight, it seems you haven't wasted these days."

Rosen knelt on one knee in front of Ryan and said respectfully:
"Your gift is the reason why I was able to break through."

Indeed, after Ryan possessed tens of thousands of spiritual powers, the Deer Spirit Blessing was no longer in short supply. On the way back, Ryan had spent five thousand spiritual powers to bless fifty knight attendants. Twenty of them had accumulated enough spiritual powers to successfully become bronze knights, and Rosen was one of them.

Ryan nodded and continued:
"After leaving the Frozen Territory and participating in the war, we brought back 2,500 soldiers."

"But I don't need too many ordinary troops. I plan to keep only 500 elite soldiers to be my knight squires. Each of them will at least be an apprentice knight or even a knight in the future."

"From the remaining 2,000 people, I will select 500 people to form a militia to maintain law and order in the territory. Are you willing to become the chief of the Tundra Territory's Security Bureau?" Rosen raised his head in ecstasy, then knelt on his knees and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude:
"Thank you, Master Ryan."

Rosen has followed Ryan for a long time. He has seen a lot and knows a lot.

Today, the population of the Frozen Territory, plus the thousands of people Ryan brought back, is close to 25,000, or even more. Such a large population will surely increase in the future. It can be said that today's Frozen Territory is no less than a Viscount Territory.

Of course, a large population needs to be managed, and he couldn't imagine how great his rights would be in the Frozen Territory.

"As the chief of police, the bronze knights are probably a little lacking in strength. You can't fall behind in training."

Ryan said encouragingly, while Rosen's face was full of loyalty.

"I will definitely not let Master Ryan down."

It was late at night outside, but Ryan was not sleepy at all. He kept writing on the thin paper brought from the south.

Silently, the Viscountess came to his room with two maids. Ryan looked up and saw three women with curvy figures, all wrapped in only a thin layer of gauze. The exposed parts of their bodies made Ryan subconsciously touch his nose.

Ryan felt the wetness coming, looked at his nosebleed, took a deep breath, made fingerprints on the gorgeous desk with his palm, and then said:

"Go put on your clothes, ma'am. You should know that I need to wait until I reach adulthood to learn my breathing method."

The Viscountess paused, then left with a frighteningly red face.

Placing his palms in a basin of scalding water, Ryan wondered why time couldn't pass faster.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and continued writing.

Ryan couldn't guarantee that he could remember every plan about the city development plan, the plan for paving the streets, and the plan for food, clothing, housing and transportation in the territory, so he wrote them down when he thought of them.

The old butler is very worry-free, and whatever Ryan asks for will naturally be carried out in an orderly manner.

Ryan planned the development of the territory for five consecutive days. Finally, a noble in Lingdu County came to the Frozen Territory with sincerity.

It was Baron Roche. Ryan was a little surprised that the first person to come was this former enemy.

Baron Roche was sitting in the carriage, complaining about the remoteness and muddiness of the Tundra Territory as he passed through the winding mountain road. But when he walked out of the mountain road and stood halfway up the mountain looking down at the bustling territory of the Tundra Territory, he was so shocked that he could hardly close his mouth.

"This...is this the frozen land?!"

Baron Roche was about to shout out loud. He knew what the permafrost territory looked like in the past. It was buried in snow, with scattered houses scattered on the ground in no regular pattern. The villagers were pale and skinny, like monsters.

But now? The scattered territories, those tall stone houses, there were only a few even in his territory, but here they were in clusters, and in the distance near the foot of the Rhinoceros Horn Mountain, the exquisite and gorgeous manor was even more shocking.

Is this a barony? Baron Roche would not doubt that this is a city.

"The Frozen Baron's territory is actually like this..."

The nobles who arrived later were all shocked by this prosperous territory. Their previous contempt for the Frozen Territory disappeared at this moment.

At this time, they finally felt that the fact that this Frozen Baron from the northern border was able to defeat all the nobles in Lingdu County did not seem to be without reason.

(End of this chapter)