Throne of the North.

Chapter 385: Occupation, Food Smuggling

There are many orcs in Xiangshan Plain. Ryan said there are 10,000, but in fact, there are more than that.

The nobles of the North Wind Province stored enough food here to feed 18,000 defenders for three months, which was prepared to make up for the inconvenience of transportation in winter.

On the day the fortress was breached, the soldiers had no time to care about the logistical supplies, so naturally they all went to the orcs.

Therefore, those who remained in this fortress were the Black Goat People, who occupied a large amount of food, and their number exceeded 20,000.

"In a fortress, numbers are not absolute. Block those holes and close the southern gate. Besides, they don't know how many of us there are, right?"

The shouts and cries of killing shook the earth. The knights and attendants did not ride horses, but rushed towards those hidden roads as infantry. The orcs who were still sleeping among them had no time to react before they were pierced through the chest by the sharp sword produced by the Frozen Earth Lord.

It’s not that the orcs’ heads can’t be chopped off, but the orcs’ bones are hard, and chopping off the heads will also cause damage to the knight’s weapons.

It would be much easier to pierce the heart, as the orcs could not wear any clothes, and the linen clothes they snatched from humans were only strips of cloth left on them, which could not prevent the sword from penetrating.

As the screams of dozens of orcs rang out, the other orcs around them gradually woke up and reacted. They looked angrily at the humans who appeared, and rushed towards the humans with the weapons they had snatched or simply with their bare hands.

There is no such thing as morale among the orcs. Before they truly face the fear of death, the orcs always brutally want to kill all the humans in front of them. They are even less sensitive to numbers than these soldiers.

As three or four hundred corpses fell, the remaining orcs were stimulated by the blood, some became more violent, while others began to retreat because of the fear brought by death.

A large number of orcs were divided into two parts. Beside Ryan, the servants kept killing the violent orcs who rushed up. They were not ordinary soldiers, or even ordinary knights. Ryan stood among them and formed the most critical layer of belief blessing.

With their powerful strength, these knight attendants were no less powerful than the strong orcs. Their agile speed, superb skills, and even strong desire to fight were suppressing the black goat men in front of them.

They are more like violent beasts than orcs, but at the same time, the knights' squires have the calmness and rationality of humans.

They form groups of three or five, and ten make a complete team. They will help each other and resist attacks from any direction. This is their battle formation in war. Such well-ordered military discipline ensures the combat effectiveness of these one thousand knights and attendants.

One after another, the black goat men fell in front of them. The soldiers leaned together, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and continued to rush forward.

Thousands of ordinary soldiers around them finally regained their confidence after seeing the orcs fall so fragilely. Morale has little effect on orcs, but it is the most terrifying buff for humans.

Strong morale can allow mortals to face the dragon's breath and fire head-on, while weak morale can make humans flee for their lives when facing an army of skeletons, and be chased and slaughtered by the skeletons.

Inside the Xiangshan Plain Fortress, the orcs farther away were also alarmed. The Black Goat Men who had not yet woken up were a little irritable, looking for traces of humans with red eyes. No higher ruler appeared, these Black Goat Men had no rules. They did not wait for a large number of orcs to gather together, but rushed in the direction of the human voices they heard in their own way.

But the Black Goat People in the front would be pushed away by the Black Goat People behind them. However, their numbers were too large. As the Black Goat People in the front continued to die, in the end, a large number of Black Goat People still surrounded the human army in the middle.

Looking around, Ryan saw a sea of ​​black. Compared to other werewolves, their faces were handsome, but their eyes and horns covered with demonic language made them look particularly terrifying.

The pitch-black fur is the characteristic of the Black Goat People, and it is also the reason why they are so powerful. You must know that the North is covered with snow and wind, but in this white world, the fact that the Black Goat People can survive is a proof in itself.

Even though the Black Goat People here are just ordinary civilian-level Black Goat People in their tribe, they are not even qualified to follow the orcs who entered the North Wind Province to kill humans and plunder the southern land.

They are still strong, stronger than ordinary human soldiers. They are twice as strong as these human soldiers who don't even have defense.

"Remember what I said this morning. Taking this place and the fortress is your only hope of survival."

"Dead or alive, let the corpses of these damn orcs tell us the answer."

"kill!"

The orcs shouted and rushed towards the humans, and the soldiers also became crazy and rushed towards the black goat people who were rushing towards them without hesitation.

Humans were stuck in the narrow fortress road, so they didn't have to face all the orc enemies at once. This also gave ordinary soldiers a chance to catch their breath. After the soldiers in front fell, the soldiers behind them could take over and continue to resist the attacks of these black goat men.

Of course, the main battlefield was still the one thousand knight attendants of the Stag Legion led by Ryan. They gathered on a street and blocked the largest number of Black Goat Men. They were wearing full-body armor, and as their swords chopped, sweat seeped through the gaps in the armor and mixed with the blood on the ground.

The muddy ground and the stimulation of blood made these Black Goat People more and more crazy. Fewer and fewer Black Goat People fled, and in their minds, there seemed to be the whispers of demons calling on them to kill and make bloody sacrifices.

Suddenly, one of the black goat men roared towards the sky with great force and passion. Thin black lines appeared in his blood-red eyes, forming a language that humans could not understand. Finally, the black goat man broke off the horns on his head.

Blood and pain enveloped the entire Black Goat Man. He roared, causing resonance among the surrounding Black Goat Man. As blood flowed, his two horns turned into slender scimitars. The Black Goat Man warriors, with weapons and explosive power, rushed over and chopped the knight's sword with their scimitars frantically, getting faster and faster. When the scimitar passed the sword's block and landed on the knight's armor, the huge force made the knight's face change.

Among the black goat men, the second one, the third one, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of black goat men sublimated their extraordinary attributes and unreasonably turned into black goat warriors, breaking off the horns on their heads and killing towards the knights.

"is blood."

The orcs were bloodthirsty and gained the blessings of the gods from brutal blood and killing, but Ryan did not expect that these black goat men were bloodthirsty to such an extent that they could so easily break free from the extraordinary shackles in their bodies.

Ryan suspected that the great being served by the Black Goat Man had shown signs of awakening to some extent.

"Kill them with all your strength!"

Ryan roared, then drew out his weapon. The moment the legendary sword was unsheathed, flames turned into a giant dragon that appeared in mid-air. Then the giant flaming dragon fell from the sky and smashed between the black goat men.

The blazing flames burned the bodies of hundreds of black goat men. The dragon's breath flames could not be extinguished so easily. The black goat men rolled on the ground, but in the end they could only turn into charred corpses lying on the ground.

Ryan is the Sky Knight, but among the Black Goat Men, there is no one who can compare to him.

Not only that, Brand is by his side. Ryan used the materials created after the death of gods from another world to obtain the potion for sublimating the seeds of life. In a few months, Brand has already successfully become a sky knight.

The stag roared, and Brand inserted the sword into the ground in front of him. Then he swung the sword out like pulling out a carrot. The majestic blood and energy turned into a circle of blood-colored air waves, which defeated and knocked away the surrounding black goat men.

The Sky Knight and the Gold Knight are simply two different species. At this point, they have been able to initially expand their attack range beyond the edge that the sword can reach.

The Qi and blood in the body are no longer limited to the size of the body. The tiny human body is qualified to contain Qi and blood power comparable to that of a dragon.

This is a qualitative change, and it makes war as casual as a game for them.

Of course, the premise is that the enemies they face will not be extraordinary.

Ryan and Brand attacked with all their strength, but their stimulation made more of the Black Goat Men achieve extraordinary breakthroughs and become Black Goat Men Warriors. The scimitars slashed towards Ryan, and Ryan slashed with the long sword in his hand, not only melting the two scimitars, but also throwing out the blazing flames, igniting seven or eight Black Goat Men.

The power of the legendary weapon is far more than this, but this is all Ryan can currently exert.

Without any reservation, Brand guarded beside Ryan, while Ryan rushed out directly. He was very fast and his strength was enormous. The flames in front formed a path, and along the path, Ryan cut off the heads of all the black goat men.

He kept killing. In fact, for the Sky Knight, there was a more convenient way to kill, that was the knight's combat skills. The powerful knight's combat skills were like the breath of a dragon and could destroy a town. However, Ryan had not yet mastered any knight's combat skills. The previous Heroic Spear and Stag Shield were absorbed by him like a passive ability.

The extraordinary Black Goat Warriors are harder to kill, but their numbers are still too small. Ryan and Brand's killing speed is close to the speed at which the Black Goat Warriors become warriors, so the number of Black Goat Warriors on the battlefield always hovers around one or two hundred.

Finally, Black Goat Warriors no longer appeared unexpectedly among the Black Goat People. This phenomenon seemed to represent the unique retreat of the Black Goat People civilization. A large number of orcs began to retreat, leaving behind those completely violent Black Goat People.

"Don't chase."

Ryan's breathing became a little faster. The Black Goat Men were not pigs standing in front of him for him to kill. Every chop would waste energy. This was true for him and the knights and servants behind him. As for the ordinary soldiers, they had already lost the strength to fight when the Black Goat Men retreated.

There was no rest in place. The ground was covered with corpses and blood. The army retreated to a relatively safe place and finally sat down against the house.

In the streets and alleys, war horses walked over one after another. They were very smart and had been waiting.

"Rest for fifteen minutes."

The calculation of time was only an approximation, and fifteen minutes later, all the knights and squires got on their horses. Ryan looked and saw that some horses' backs were still empty. Their masters had died in the previous battle. This was inevitable. Ryan's army was not immortal, and there would be casualties when facing orcs.

The war horses were galloping wildly on the road, charging towards the granary. The road was very wide and flat. After all, the carriages transporting grain could not go on a too bad road.

The neighing of the war horses startled the black goat people who had just returned. They were stationed here. For the orcs, nothing could be more reassuring than sleeping next to food.

At this moment, they were also bearing the cavalry charge.

"kill!"

The amber sword in Ryan's hand could easily cut off the bones of the orcs. As the war horses charged, more than a dozen black goat men died in his hands. However, the speed of the cavalrymen around and behind him resulted in no casualties.

The Black Goat People, who had rested for less than two minutes, fled again. This time, they had no direction. Any place they could move forward in all directions was their escape route.

"Run in the direction of the chief!"

It was not known whether it was humans or Black Goat People who roared in the chaos. A large number of Black Goat People seemed to have a direction and ran towards the southern gate of the fortress. They certainly knew where their chief and the other Black Goat People had gone.

In the process, the Black Goat People completely lost the courage to resist. Ryan led the cavalry to kill frantically behind them. The only things that could stop them were the corpses on the ground and the wreckage of buildings.

Boom! ! !
With iron hooves stepping on the stone floor, Ryan came to the high wall of the fortress, looking at the muddy traces on the snow outside and the backs of the black goat people in the distance, and guessed that there were about five or six thousand people who escaped.

Did the city kill more than 10,000 orcs? Ryan thought about it and shook his head. The number was wrong.

"There are still orcs hiding in this fortress. Find them out."

With roars, the thick city walls closed. At the same time, the metal gates engraved with magic on the north side also fell. There were three gates on the north side and only one city gate on the south side. This was not surprising. The Xiangshan Plain Fortress was built to deal with the orcs in the north, so naturally the emphasis was on defense.

Ryan returned to the soldiers and looked at the ones who were still alive... perhaps less than fifteen hundred. The war was indeed brutal. They faced orcs four or five times their number, and relied on the narrow environment to bravely meet each other, and persisted until the victory of the Bucks Legion with courage and blood transfusion.

"Victory belongs to us. We have recaptured the Xiangshan Plain Fortress. Now, in the name of the nobility, I allow you to enter the warehouse and take all the supplies you can."

"But I need you to assure me that the things you bring out include at least a set of leather armor and a weapon."

"Don't forget how you survived, and don't forget that there is only one thing in this fortress that can keep you fed and clothed."

Ryan slowly led the soldiers to the warehouse. The tired soldiers became excited and energetic at this time, and the pessimistic atmosphere brought by war and death gradually disappeared.

Big sacks. Each soldier was holding two big sacks that were almost as tall as a person. Ryan asked them to choose defensive and offensive equipment. They put them on directly and used their hands to hold the two big sacks with all their strength.

Looking at Baron Ryan outside and the many knights and attendants behind him, the soldiers shrank their necks, feeling somewhat nervous and fearful.

They took a lot, what if the noble lord disagrees, what if...

"This fortress is huge, and it also has a military camp. Move your food inside. From now on, you will be the defenders of this fortress, and you will be here to defend against the orcs' attacks."

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were not asked to put down their food.

This amount of food is enough for them to take home and feed their families for several months.

"Also, there is one more thing."

Ryan's voice made the soldiers' hearts tense again.

"Go collect the bodies from the previous battlefield. Throw the orc bodies under the southern fortress wall. Gather the bodies of your companions and cover them with ice. Wait until the war is over for the nobles behind them to deal with them."

The soldiers completely relaxed. Baron Ryan never targeted the food in their hands.

After these soldiers left, Ryan looked at Brand, who was a little embarrassed, and then looked at the centurions behind him.

"Leave half."

The knights' servants rushed into the warehouse, carried out the supplies, and sent them into the Bilki world through the plane gate. Naturally, Bilki's people there would transport these supplies to Ryan's warehouse.

Ryan's eating habits were not that extreme, so the half of the food left was enough. As for the question of whether the food was enough.

Most of the food that the Empire supports the North Wind Province is not here, but in the castles of the nobles. Since there is less food here, they naturally need to replenish the food later.

(End of this chapter)