Throne of the North.

Chapter 340 Kingdom War (XII)
On the battlefield, things are not so easy. Even when struggling in blood and mud, the soldiers must try their best to avoid being harmed by the Warthogs.

If the orcs' powerful force really fell on you, it would either break bones or cause blood from the mouth and nose.

"These orcs are really too weak!"

Bogurd said dissatisfiedly, then pulled the long sword out from an orc. Volibear beside him roared and threw several orcs away, roaring wantonly on the battlefield.

Faced with tens of thousands of human enemies, the Hog Orcs fled in panic after a brief resistance.

"We will help all the nobles who have lost their territories to regain their territories!"

Ryan called the nobles of the Legion of Light's Judgment and asked them to lead the army to clear out the invaded territories.

"The wealth in those territories belongs to the nobles who lost their territories, and also to us who helped them regain their territories."

When Ryan said this, the nobles' eyes lit up and they rushed out in a hurry with their soldiers.

"They won't be too kind."

The nobles were cruel to the common people and slaves in their territories, and did their best to exploit their wealth and labor.

What’s more, this is now someone else’s territory, someone else’s people, and someone else’s wealth?
Feder saw clearly that he was the heir to the earldom and an excellent candidate for the nobility.

But Ryan could see it, too.

"Mr. Feder, do you think our coming here is just?"

Ryan suddenly asked an inappropriate question.

"Nobility never has absolute justice, only absolute interests."

Feder said this and took a deep breath. He was right. On the outside, the nobles were all glamorous, but on the inside, except for the original nobles who snatched the living conditions of mankind from the hands of aliens, no one could say that they were righteous.

The struggle for interests and power runs through the lives of the nobles and also writes the history of the entire human race. If you look through the history books, it is nothing more than the word "power".

"So, of course they won't be merciful, and I won't be merciful either."

Ryan said this, he knew that he could not be the legendary saint, compassion was not something he possessed, perhaps he never had it, or perhaps as a humanoid dragon cub, he did not have such emotions.

If he were a slave and a commoner, he would find ways to change his life; if he were a noble, he would solve problems as a standard noble.

Power, this may also be his life and his history books.

On the fan-shaped land battlefield, the area of ​​the Warthog Orcs was constantly compressed. The army of the empire, the army of the nobles, and the army of the church forced thousands of orcs from three directions to retreat back to the royal city and to Hernan's front.

"The light of the Lord will lead you back to the land of the dawn. The light of the dawn will dispel all traces left by the evil orcs. He will give you a peaceful and holy world."

"Praise my Lord."

"May the morning light lead you into the eternal kingdom of heaven."

“Every prayer of a sincere believer to our Lord will be answered by Him.”

The monks of Dawn walked on the broken land. The wailing people here looked at the holy monks and nuns and couldn't help but yearn for the world they talked about.

On the other hand, the kingdom's nobles were much more realistic.

"We helped you recover your territory, but not for free. I need 500 people and 10,000 gold coins."

The nobles spoke, and the nobles who had lost their land had to admit with a pinch of their noses that they now only wanted to get back their territory and wealth. As for the others, they were all prices.

"For the honor of the family."

The nobles comforted themselves in this low voice. Even if the nobles asked for an exorbitant amount of money, they would accept it.

A noble without land is nothing.

On Ryan's side, it was a similar plot, but he mixed in a lot of personal opinions.

"The great and immortal God of light is watching us. With sincere faith, we will see the splendor of light."

Ryan's words could not bury the anger and resentment of the nobles.

"Baron Ryan, although we have recovered our territory, all our wealth has been looted!"

"Your empire's nobles have no noble manners and shamelessly plunder our wealth!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Ryan was extremely surprised, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said:

"The nobles of the empire helped you recover the land, so it is only right that you take some compensation."

"We don't mind them taking some gold coins as payment, but your nobles even stole my carpet!"

"My castle is now made of nothing but stones, stones, and stones!"

"So what do you want to do?"

Ryan frowned and said that he had no right to lecture the nobles about such matters, as he was just a baron.

"We need to get our property back, at least... get half of it back."

The nobles expressed their desire to get their wealth back through Baron Ryan.

"I will offend the nobility of the empire, and I have done nothing."

Ryan said that in the end, under the insistence of the nobles, they gave in and produced some contracts.

"what is this?"

"We have signed an agreement to jointly fight against the North. I, Baron Ryan, may not know that my territory is in the North. The frozen land that is covered by snow for more than eight months out of the twelve months is my territory."

After hearing Ryan's words, the nobles couldn't help but widen their eyes. Is there such a miserable territory?

"The stipulations of this contract will state that if I or any of our nobles encounter a disaster caused by the Northern Wind, we will help each other, such as in terms of supplies."

"Of course, this is not free. If I need firewood, I will need to pay you. Of course, considering the friendship brought by this contract and the agreement that is unique to us, you cannot sell it to me at a price that exceeds the market price and the cost too much."

"Under the witness of the contract, we will conclude a friendship between nobles just like our ancestors did."

"We will be loyal to each other."

Ryan said solemnly. The nobles were a little surprised when they saw his appearance, but gradually, their expressions became serious and they placed the badges in their hands on their chests.

"We will be loyal to each other and fight against the cold of the North together. The ancient glory will bear witness to our friendship."

Agreements between nobles have never been a simple matter. Some heirs even spend their entire lives as nobles dedicating themselves to the promises made by their ancestors.

It depends on the ancestor's position in the family tree, the honor of the nobility, and whether the inheritance from the bloodline is heavy.

"Perhaps our promise and friendship are insignificant in the world and are only a flash in the pan in human history, but I believe that the sky is witnessing our present, and time will pass on to the future. The immortal and great light will prove that our light can illuminate the dark night sky like the stars."

Ryan placed his palm on his chest, and the emblem of Rhino Horn Mountain was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the nobles present.

"The Empire's Chamber of Commerce has arrived in the North Wind Province. I know that your territory has suffered heavy losses, but the land you own is your confidence that cannot be replaced by others. If you are willing, I can help you cross the Griffin Mountains of the Serra Kingdom and sell your resources to the Empire's Chamber of Commerce at twice the previous price."

"At the same time, I hope I can lease one acre of land in your territory, the first term is three years."

"I will pay one thousand gold coins as the rental fee, because I want to grow magical crops in your territory. As you are from the Andara Kingdom, you may not know that there are countless magicians and research in the empire."

"Some precious magical crops can often be traded for gold coins."

"I promise to find suitable land to grow these magic potions without side effects within three years. After three years, I can give you the magic potion seeds for free."

"If our war goes smoothly, I believe that many magicians will appear in the Andara Kingdom. Even if your crops cannot be sold to the Empire at that time, believe me, and believe in your own vision. No one will think that the value of magic crops will decrease. Which of those magicians is not a big spender of gold and silver?"

The nobles opened their eyes wide, some of them unable to believe it.

"Really renting an acre of land for a thousand gold coins? Not buying it?"

"Land is precious. Let alone an acre, even a footprint of land is priceless in my opinion."

"Our ancestors swore to defend the land beneath our feet with their lives. They never wanted us, the descendants, to buy and sell it, right?" The nobles lowered their heads in guilt. In fact, they had already lost their land.

"Can one acre of land in three years really help you recoup the cost of one thousand gold coins?"

There were still some nobles who had doubts, which was natural. They could calculate the difference, and one thousand gold coins was never a small number.

"I can't guarantee that."

Ryan shook his head and said this, then he pointed to the contracts that were preserved as a legacy of the nobility.

"But we have made an agreement, right? The sun in the sky will forever bear witness to our friendship. I, my descendants, and everyone in the Ryan family are loyal to each other."

"I grow those potions to fight against the Scourge in the North."

"If trust between us needs a start, let it start with me, Ryan Clayton."

Ryan laughed.

"You don't have to save money for me. This time I led the Empire's army to the Kingdom. I can't say I made a fortune, but I think it won't be less than 100,000 gold coins, right?"

He took out the IOU from Adams, and the nobles were immediately envious.

"After I go back, I have to ask the Cathedral of Light to pay me. After all, we are all believers of the great God of Light now."

Ryan's voice made the nobles laugh, and the two sides established initial trust.

"Praise the light."

The nobles said so, and the place was filled with a strong faith in the God of Light.

One thousand gold coins, leasing land, and growing potions, these cannot be considered Ryan’s political goals in the end.

The economic connection is to bind these nobles to his side. With so many people and friends, Ryan is naturally invincible.

……

The enemy is at the gates of a city. This is the scene that soldiers have dreamed of for countless nights. However, no soldier could have imagined that one day the enemy they are facing would be surrounding the capital of an entire kingdom.

Ryan rode his warhorse to inspect his legion. Some soldiers were cutting down trees and rocks in the distance to build siege equipment.

Below the royal city, the situation was tense, but it was not between human soldiers and hog orcs.

But it is the Empire's Legion of Light Judgment and the Vatican's Guardian Corps.

The name of the Legion of Light's Judgment and the emblem of the Flor Empire obviously irritated Pastor Soto of the Holy See, and all the believers of Dawn were staring at the imperial army.

The emergence of light will shake the foundation of the dawn no matter what.

The Church wished that the Empire would perish immediately. Even on such a battlefield, the Church of the Dawn was still hostile to the Empire's army.

Seeing this scene, looking at the surging holy light and the spectacular and eye-catching religious legion, to be honest, he admitted that the Church of Dawn was unique in packaging itself.

He rode a warhorse, with a mighty cloak draped over his mithril armor. The cloak came from a viscount family. His ancestor had received a reward from the gods in the Pan-Dimensional War, and he gave the cloak blessed by the gods to Ryan.

He was in the limelight, full of vigor and vitality, running wildly among the legion, attracting tens of thousands of soldiers to stare at this baron from the north.

"It seems that our friends in Chenxi don't like us very much."

Ryan roared loudly, his voice echoing in the sky above the battlefield. The sea of ​​clouds was flowing, and his voice was also constantly echoing.

"Tell them! You are soldiers of the Empire!"

"Tell them! The belief in light flows in your blood!"

"Tell them! The lowly ones will not fear any war!"

"Tell them—"

Ryan drew out his knight's sword. The sharp metal slashed across the scabbard, making a harsh sound and sparks flew. A fire snake ignited the sword and spread to the Crusade Legion and Priest Soto in the distance.

"We will be victorious!"

Ryan's voice roared on the battlefield. Thousands of soldiers looked at his back fanatically and called out subconsciously.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The boiling heat wave dispersed the scattered sea of ​​clouds in the sky. Every soldier looked at Ryan with boiling blood. They called out to him selflessly, not caring about the fact that they needed to conserve their strength as the war was imminent.

Even the soldiers from those kingdoms were attracted by the rich atmosphere and couldn't help but join in.

"What is an army! What is a soldier!"

"Tell them! What kind of warriors you are!"

"Tell the hypocrites of the Vatican that warriors who believe in light fear death and praise light!"

Ryan roared loudly. His voice was as majestic as a dragon, and it echoed for a long time in the royal city.

The soldiers behind him quietly reached into their arms and took out the silver coins that Baron Ryan had given to each of them.

A soldier threw the silver coin heavily into the sky, and the silver coin reflected a sharp light under the sunlight.

So the next moment, thousands and thousands of silver coins were thrown into the sky. The silver light reflected by them pierced the haze of the battlefield at the moment. They forgot the importance of money. They just stared fanatically at the commander wearing silver armor and blood-red cloak.

"soldiers!"

Ryan's voice made tens of thousands of soldiers behind him nervous, excited and fanatical.

Ryan waved his sword and pointed it from this side of the sky towards the royal city in front of him. In an instant, the sun in the sky flashed its own brilliance, and a dazzling golden light fell from the sky like a sharp sword. It pierced through the sea of ​​clouds and pierced through the sky above Ryan's head. Following Ryan's guidance, the golden sword cut off the city wall leading to the royal city of the Andara Kingdom, and a huge gap of hundreds of meters appeared.

"attack!!!"

boom! ! !
Flags fluttered in the sky, flags of the empire, battle flags of the Legion of Light Judgment, flags of the nobles of the Borean Province and the Andara Kingdom. They were all unfurled in front of the royal city. There was no strong wind in the sky at this moment, but the flags were still fluttering because the soldiers were charging with all their might, running wildly across the earth, letting the flags constantly express the splendor and glory they carried.

Commander Ryan in silver armor and cloak charged at the front. He rode alone, crossed the vast land, and trampled on the broken ruins of the city wall.

Ahead, there were tens of thousands of orc warriors and Dusk followers. They were Hernan's real army and the real warriors of the Warthog orcs. As for those ugly guys killed before, they were nothing more than fierce-looking orc civilians.

"Humanity……"

The orc warriors roared, they were silent in the ruins of the streets and alleys, they flew above the sky, they looked at the human noble knight who appeared in front of them.

Ryan lifted his visor, and his handsome face smiled slightly at this moment.

"Heretics, I bring the judgment of light!"

"Be prepared for judgment."

Rumbling--

The shaking of the earth was far more terrifying than imagined. Ryan stood there. The moment he covered his mask again, a group of ferocious elephants behind him broke through the already crumbling walls of the royal city. They let out shrill roars and rushed towards the Dusk soldiers in front of them desperately.

Legion Commander Farrell's eyes were red, he wanted to obtain the legendary gift, he wanted to be promoted to the highest realm under the gods, he wanted to gain the power to witness history and change the world!

"kill!"

The violent elephants were rampaging, and the orc warriors were not to be outdone. They were the followers of Dusk and the slaves of Surtur. They could bite the feathered dragons flying in the sky, and they also dared to charge at the violent elephants, the overlords on land.

Countless orc warriors collided with thousands of wild elephants. It was a pure scene of blood and flesh splattering. The orcs' fangs tore open the thick skin of the wild elephants, and the weapons all over the wild elephants also tore the orcs into pieces and killed them.

This was a bloody slaughterhouse, but the war had not yet begun because the troops behind Ryan had already arrived.

"Damn orcs, kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)