Throne of the North.

Chapter 380: The World of Death, Werewolf Clan 'Gag'

Time gradually came to the end of summer, and the permafrost territory was still settling, but to the other world, it was already bleak and desolate.

The gold mines under the city of Scala have been mined out completely, and there are mountains of gold coins in Ryan's warehouse.

The Forest City of Tyrael can no longer be called a Forest City. Trees that had grown for hundreds and thousands of years have been cut down one by one, leaving only the stumps covered by the snow and wind to bear witness to their past splendor. Now their only function is to glow and heat under the burning flames, bringing warmth to the people of the Frozen Territory.

Resources. For Ryan, everything in the other world is part of the resources. Even every snowflake in the raging blizzard at this moment can be a resource.

However, Ryan was too late to obtain these resources.

"This winter is also the last winter of this world. It can no longer resist the eternal winter in the north. When the fire is extinguished, it will die completely."

The death and destruction of the world are not as fierce and violent as imagined. It is like an old man who is quietly waiting for the end of his life in the cold wind and snow.

It is not intense, but rather has a tranquility that brings peace of mind.

Ryan doesn't have much feelings for this world. He is just like a passer-by, but this world has given him a lot of help.

With a population increase of over 100,000, his frozen land territory no longer needs to worry about population issues. Instead of thinking about this, he might as well worry about food production issues.

A rich gold mine and a rich silver mine, a dense forest, tens of thousands of fine furs.

With the two spiritual blessings, the divinity has been greatly enhanced, and even some strange legendary gifts have been added.

Needless to say, the benefits of killing a god are something that any noble would covet greedily covet.

Ryan got everything he wanted, and he will become one of the witnesses of the death of this world.

"My Lord Baron, the fox fur has been found."

Ryan exclaimed in surprise. He didn't expect that the last unknown person in this world had been found.

He looked into the distance and saw a soldier walking towards him with a young man covered in fox fur.

Foxskin Brunamigis, one of the four most powerful fighters among the people of Gam, is known as a foxskin warrior who will never be caught.

"I serve you, my lord."

Fox Skin knelt on the ground. He had been walking in this snowy world for several months, but in the end, he returned here in despair.

"Why are you willing to pledge your allegiance to me?"

Ryan asked, Foxpelt didn't say any nonsense.

"I want to live. This world is heading towards death. The Sons of Doomsday will not die in the doomsday. We will live tenaciously in the world of doomsday."

Fox Fur said this, he never betrayed any god, but the people of Gam always served powerful beings.

Now it seems that Ryan is more powerful than their hound spirit.

In Fox Fur's hand, he held a cloak.

"On the ancient battlefield, I found the sacred object in the hearts of the people of Gam."

This cloak was not a divine weapon, but a holy object with a permanent special effect. The fox fur put it on his body, and then under the gaze of everyone, the fox fur disappeared.

"Invisibility is its ability."

The fox fur was revealed, and the cloak was handed to the knight squire beside Ryan.

“Very useful ability.”

Ryan accepted the gift and Fox Fur's loyalty. This world was already dying, and Ryan was willing to give the remaining lives in this world a chance.

Not just humans.

In the distance, Egil came here with a large number of wolves, and Ryan sent them to the Frozen Territory. Anyway, the land of 50 kilometers from north to south can accommodate a large number of lives, but Ryan doesn't care whether they can survive in another world.

"There will be no more surprises in this world."

After waiting for a long time, Ryan did not see any special life or visions, so he returned to the frozen land.

This year's permafrost territory is more stable than in previous years. There are not too many wars covering them, nor too many difficult living conditions forcing them.

Everything is moving in a good direction. Ryan is gradually developing the advantages of the population of more than 200,000. If possible, Ryan would like time to pass in this dull way. It won't be long before his Frozen Territory surpasses all the noble territories in the North Wind Province. Even in the entire empire, Ryan can ensure that among the great nobles, his territory is in the upper middle level of prosperity and happiness.

But the world is moving forward in a hurry, and in late summer, news of a werewolf invasion came from the North.

Since the beginning of this year, werewolves have been invading, but there is only one possibility that can appear in front of Ryan with official intelligence.

The werewolf invasion became orderly, that is, among the werewolves, there emerged leaders and commanders who could lead them to attack the human lands in the south.

Werewolves and vampires, their civilizations are similar to those of humans, with ruling power formed by blood clans. In the most powerful Silver Moon Court, there are four most powerful clans among the werewolf population.

'Gag' is one of them.

"Foolish humans, Garg will rule over you and become your new king!"

On the snowy plains of the North, a group of tall werewolves brutally killed adventurers who entered the North, and used their blood to draw messages that humans could understand on the snow.

In the frozen land territory, a military meeting was held on Rhino Horn Mountain.

"The werewolves have become larger and more organized. Their next invasion will be a real war, just like the forgotten orcs' invasion of the south. No, this time they are more determined. They want to occupy human land and make it their new land."

"Any one of the six royal tribes of the orcs can bring heavy pressure to the empire. One of their royal families can destroy the entire North Wind Province."

"Fortunately, Beifeng Province does not need to fight against the entire werewolf tribe, but at the same time, the pressure it faces is also great. The current fortress in Xiangshan Plain may not be able to withstand it."

"And the enemy we in the Frozen Land Territory have to face is the strongest one-fifth of the werewolf tribe."

"'Gag', in the letter Earl William sent me, it was mentioned that the ancient bloodline of this tribe comes from the armor that their ancestors once forged for the great beings who carried the mountains on their backs. Strength is their signature."

"Each of Garg's werewolves has a stronger power than the other werewolves."

"No one can help us in this war. The Frozen Territory can only rely on itself to defeat the wolf orc tribe."

“We can’t lose.”

Ryan said firmly that with the end of the meeting, the entire Frozen Territory began to prepare for war, especially in the newly built Winter City in the north.

The city has not been fully built yet, the city walls are not very strong, and the houses are even worse. Most of the trees from Tyrael Forest that Ryan cut down in the other world were transported here to be used as firewood or building materials, and the people of Gam could choose for themselves.

They will build their own houses in this city within Ryan's planning area. Of course, this city cannot accommodate 100,000 people, and about 30,000 people will be dispersed to the surrounding villages.

The threat of orcs invading at any time naturally made the atmosphere in Winter City extremely tense. Many previous conflicts disappeared, and what they needed now was a safe living environment.

Alchemist Rose came to the city in person. In the Frozen Territory, Ryan transported sixty giant crossbows to the Winter City, which will become the first line of defense against the orcs.

Humans were preparing ways to deal with the orcs, and the orcs were also not blindly killing their way into the southern lands.

To the north of what Ryan called the Frozen Mountains, on the snowfield, the Buck Legion was gazing far ahead. On the endless land, houses actually appeared. The werewolves, like humans, used trees from the north to build wooden houses to withstand the wind and snow. The werewolves were even storing food.

The Gargs are a werewolf tribe that is like aristocracy. They have their own symbol, which is a mountain.

Weiss, the leader of the werewolf clan 'Jag', was standing on a mountain farther away. Compared to the orcs outside who were afraid of his powerful sanctuary combat ability, he hoped to hear others praise him as the wise Jag.

He has always believed that the werewolves' strength is not due to power, but to wisdom. They have the most outstanding tribal wisdom in the entire orc family, making the huge werewolf tribe one of the six royal courts of orcs.

"The land in the south is where our ancestors lived, but now it is occupied by those damn humans."

"Foolish and weak humans are not qualified to occupy warm lands, and Garg will lead the werewolves to take back our world."

Weiss said this as the tall and ferocious werewolves behind him roared to the sky, erupting in the sky above the snowfield with deafening howls.

"Chief, let me kill those damn human cavalry." A tall, black-haired werewolf said in a hoarse voice. His eyes could see thousands of knights at the end of his field of vision across a long distance, and his eyes became cruel and bloodthirsty.

"No, Tatia, that's a trap set by humans, waiting for us to fall into their trap."

"You must be patient. Garg's bloodline will not be sealed by the cold of the North. We have enough patience to wait for humans to expose their weaknesses."

"Humans need food, and so do those war horses. They won't stay on the snowfield forever. When they return to the mountains and forests in the south, that will be our chance."

"On the battlefield of the plains, the fighting power of human cavalry is formidable, but in the mountains and forests, they will be vulnerable."

"I have sent elite warriors to sneak into the mountains and forests. I will kill these foolish humans at the lowest cost."

……

"Master Legion Commander, it seems that these werewolves will not attack today."

Michaela said this beside Brand.

"Well, prepare to retreat."

Brand said this, and as the war horses in the rear turned around, two thousand knights and attendants also returned the same way. They would enter the jagged mountains and forests from the flat snowfields.

On their way of retreat, in the gaps of the woods, ferocious wolves stared at the human cavalry approaching from afar.

"It puts humanity into a panic."

"Prevent them from riding their warhorses."

"Let them wail and die in despair."

The wolves repeated their leader's words. Long before they came, they had already prepared how to hunt these human cavalry.

Let humans remember the fear of the werewolf clan 'Gag', starting with these humans today.

Huchi~
The warhorse snorted, as if it smelled something ferocious, and on the horse's back, except for Brand's eyes exposed from the gap, he was always staring ahead indifferently.

The two thousand cavalrymen were moving very slowly. The wolves did not notice that the strength in the legs of each cavalryman had already made the horses ready to charge at any time. It was precisely because of this force that the horses, which should have been calm in the North, became a little irritable and were ready to charge at any time.

Some soldiers were inexperienced and their wrists kept rubbing against the hilts of the knights' swords. The sound of metal colliding proved that this cavalry corps was not as relaxed as it appeared.

Both sides of the war were very quiet, waiting for the other side to approach them.

Ouch——

Finally, a wolf howl broke the silence of the birdless forest. Before the wolves could react, they saw dozens of wild wolves running out of the pack.

"Damn it! These bastard wolves can't wait any longer!"

The werewolves from Jage were angry. There were werewolves who did not belong to Jage in the attacking werewolf team. He looked down on these werewolves, but the leader told him that these werewolves had lived here for several months and were more familiar with the environment than them, so they could not be excluded.

As a result, these werewolves have now exposed their sneak attack.

At this moment, the two sides are still fifty meters apart.

"charge!"

Brand's loud voice rang out from under the armor, followed by the unsheathing of swords. The Northern warhorses, which had been waiting for this moment, galloped out wildly.

What shocked and puzzled all the werewolves in the rear was that the charging human cavalry did not charge towards the dozens of wolves that were rushing out. Instead, the nimble wolves shuttled through the gaps between the war horses, and the knights on the war horses seemed not to see them and charged in the direction they were rushing towards.

And this direction is exactly where the werewolves ambushed.

The attack of the wolves exposed the werewolves' position, and they would not be able to dodge in the path of the cavalry's charge.

"Damn it! Those bastards betrayed the clan!"

Under the influence of their leader, the werewolves from Gag were wiser. They roared and then rushed towards the charging cavalry.

He didn't understand why the werewolves would betray him, but now that the human cavalry was right before their eyes, they had no time to think of an answer.

However, the werewolves were still not afraid. This was a forest and they were more suitable for such a battlefield. On the contrary, human cavalry would never be able to move freely in such an environment.

They could easily avoid the charge of human cavalry by hiding behind trees.

The moment the warhorse stops, it is time for the werewolf to hunt.

Thinking this in his heart, the werewolf began to look forward to the massacre that would come soon. Then the next moment, he felt a huge force coming on his neck. The moment he came to his senses, the werewolf saw a rope connecting his hand and the cavalryman's hand.

boom! ! ! !

The werewolf from Gag was originally taller, and its strong body was dragged by the tremendous force directly towards the tree in front of it that required two people to hug.

With his head broken and bleeding, the werewolf almost instinctively dug his claws into the tree trunk, but the force from the rope almost suffocated him.

"kill!"

There were shouts of killing coming from behind. A group of human cavalry had dismounted their horses at some point and were rushing towards this side. Holding shields and swords, they killed the werewolves with noose around their necks one by one.

The claws finally cut the rope, and the werewolf was no longer suffocating. His eyes became clear. He didn't understand why those war horses could still gallop so easily in such a mountainous land, and those cavalrymen...

Are they from the circus? Each one of them drops the lasso around their necks with such precision.

The werewolf who had regained consciousness turned around in the face of murderous intent coming from behind him. The fighting power of these human cavalrymen after they dismounted from their horses was also incredibly terrifying, and they were slaughtering the werewolves.

"Weak humans..."

The werewolf roared, the blood from the previous collision made him furious, and he rushed towards the human. He believed that his strength and speed would easily penetrate the human's armor.

But the next moment, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the human soldier in front of him. He actually had a more agile reaction than the werewolf. He knelt on one leg and slid over, using the werewolf's claws that had fallen on the shield to stab out the knight's sword.

At the moment his body was pierced by the sword, the werewolf couldn't understand why this human's speed and reaction were so much faster at that moment.

The werewolf had no time to think, because the human soldier who was pressing against his claws had pushed his entire body away with the strength comparable to that of a wild beast, pulled out the knight's long sword that was stuck in his body, and chopped at his head again.

The werewolf saw that behind the human soldier, another werewolf companion was leaping over by stepping on a tree trunk. He wanted to kill the knight and save himself. At this moment, a vicious wolf also rushed over from another corner, and hit the werewolf with its head directly, knocking him away.

In mid-air, the werewolf saw that the evil wolf that knocked him away had turned into a human being, holding a bone dagger and stabbing it into the neck of his werewolf companion.

A wolf can turn into a werewolf, but how can it turn into a human?
His thoughts stopped at this moment. The knight's squire kicked the hideous werewolf's head away and then killed more werewolves in front.

On the other side of the battlefield, thunderous roars were heard, and armored bears rushed onto the battlefield. The leader, Bogurd, stood on the tall and mighty Volibear, and then used the force to leap into the battlefield, tearing the throats of werewolves one by one with his bloody fighting skills.

Stab it!

The trunk of the tall tree split in the middle, with a huge force that tore it into two pieces.

The knight's sword in Brand's hand pierced through the tree trunk beside him in an instant. His palm was always holding the hilt of the sword, and the speed and power of the charging warhorse carried him forward. The huge impact force caused the sword inserted in the tree trunk to bend, and then tore the tree in half from the middle.

The long sword was embedded in the tree like an anchor, and Brand was the chain connected to the anchor, forcibly stopping the charging warhorse in place.

The iron hooves leaped high and the warhorse neighed. Its original speed of 100 yards stopped within one second. It also suffered a huge impact force, and blood flowed from its mouth and nose.

However, as its high-jumping iron hooves fell, the rubble in front rolled down the cliff, and the echo that came long after told it that it had survived.

Not far ahead was a steep hillside. Brand was able to stop his horse in this way, but not every other cavalryman who followed him in the charge had the same strength.

More than a dozen war horses rushed out without any pause. They hung in the air and then fell downwards. The knights and servants on them might not necessarily die, after all, they were extraordinary knights who had received many kinds of blessings from Ryan, but the war horses under them were 100% certain to die.

This is the price of cavalry fighting in such an environment.

Turning around, the war was nearing its end, and the werewolves had suffered heavy losses, leaving behind piles of corpses.

(End of this chapter)