Throne of the North.

Chapter 408: Fighting at Night, Trenching during the Day

"What on earth is Ryan doing? Why is he so slow?!"

On Thundercloud Mountain, Shaya Meyers was like a raging lion. During this period of time, she organized the nobles of Thundercloud County to fight against the werewolf army, and she was almost driven crazy.

This was different from her previous adventures. She couldn't escape, she couldn't make a detour, she couldn't avoid the sharp edge. She could only confront it head-on.

As nobles, they had to face all of this, including the attacks of werewolves. It was also because of this that the casualties in Thundercloud County during this period were so heavy.

If this Thundercloud Mountain wasn't complicated, the werewolves would have occupied the Marquis' castle long ago.

However, Baron Ryan was still arriving slowly and had not yet reached the battlefield of Thundercloud Mountain.

What is Ryan doing? He is still training.

He wanted to give this slave army the confidence to win, so that they would not be defeated immediately when facing the werewolves.

And this requires the joy of victory to build confidence.

The defeated soldiers are nothing to worry about; a skilled army will win every battle. Only with more and more victories can the army's morale and combat effectiveness be kept at its peak.

This is still a kind of deception, but this deception can make humans no longer afraid. Fear is the werewolf's greatest weapon against humans.

As for what happened afterwards...

"They are not that powerful. They cannot stop us from following the light!"

"Climb over that mountain and you'll be able to see warmer sunshine."

"No evil orc can defeat our faith in light!"

Ryan listened to the voice of the "missionary" beside him, raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, the sun was bright, and a golden halo dyed the end of the world. He was not sure whether these beliefs could attract the attention of the God of Light. Without God's gift and miracles, the war would not be easy.

……

At the foot of Thundercloud Mountain, the fierce attack of the werewolves once again broke the human defense line. The knights practiced their dignity and beliefs and swear to guard the front of the nobles to the death. When another dawn came, one knight after another could not hold on. The werewolves broke through the gap and rushed up to Thundercloud Mountain.

There, Shaya was holding a knight's sword, and Rosalind beside her frowned, trying to pull the woman back, but was angrily thrown away by the latter.

"Do you really think I'm the same as those women?"

"No, it's not the right time."

Rosalind was helpless and pointed at the knights below. They were fighting back frantically, and in the end, the werewolves still couldn't get close to Shaya.

The panting werewolves finally retreated. They bared their teeth at the nobles on the mountain and let out bloodthirsty roars.

When the werewolves retreated, Ryan also led the army to the camp at the foot of Thundercloud Mountain. The place was already in a mess and had been ravaged by the werewolves many times.

The soldiers in the war raised their heads numbly and looked at the reinforcements who were in even more miserable condition than themselves. There was not much light in their eyes. They had experienced the war here and knew what the war here looked like.

No one except the Knight can fight against those powerful werewolves.

The first thing Ryan did when he arrived was to dig holes and trenches. He ordered tens of thousands of soldiers to continuously dig holes and trenches on the land. He did not go up the mountain. Seeing the appearance of so many human reinforcements, the werewolves hesitated briefly, and then the howls of thousands of wolves were heard on the earth.

The werewolves were calling for more werewolves to come, and finally on the night after Ryan arrived, the werewolves gathered again and launched an attack.

"ignition!"

Ryan gave an order, and thousands of flaming arrows flashed like streams of light in the night sky and fell into the ravines.

Rumble, flames burned on the hay, and the sizzling flames illuminated the werewolf's hideous face. Then, the howling of wolves was heard in the darkness.

"Ouch——"

The fishy wind brought with it the chill of the North, causing the flames to stagger. A large foot stomped down, and a tall werewolf threw the werewolf next to him out. The werewolf roared and flew into the air, landing on the other side of the flames.

Roar!
The threatening roar frightened the werewolf, and when it turned around to face the humans, its eyes became bloodthirsty and violent, and after a call, it rushed towards the humans.

One werewolf after another was thrown over, and then charged towards the humans. When the werewolves were halfway through their charge, the ground suddenly collapsed, and then sharp spears pierced the werewolves.

The knight looked at the soldiers around him without saying a word, but the soldiers were trembling with excitement.

The werewolves did not notice anything unusual around them. They were still charging forward. In front of them, fully armed knights stood at the forefront of the army. The metal armor on their bodies covered every weak spot. The strong blood and strength supported the large metal shields inserted into the ground. Only the tips of the sharp spears were exposed from the gaps in the shields. When the werewolves collided with them, the shields tilted and the spears stabbed out.

"attack!!!"

The best defense is offense. Behind the Stag Legion, thousands of soldiers rushed out from both sides. They had no more fear in the face of werewolves. Along the way, they had more or less participated in the killing of werewolves. Moreover, it was night now, and under the light of the fire, humans could not see clearly how many of their companions had died in front of werewolves at this moment.

The truth is no longer important to the dead, but those who survived firmly believe that what Ryan told them is correct.

bang bang bang! ! !
The werewolves angrily rammed the metal shields, but the owners of these shields were powerful knights of the Stag Legion. They had experience in dealing with werewolves, and had strength and reaction that surpassed werewolves, and they were nailed to the spot like nails.

Two thousand five hundred knights and squires were all Ryan brought out from the frozen land, but this number could fight against tens of thousands of werewolves.

How many werewolves had rushed in front of them at this moment? Not that many.

In the darkness, Ryan looked at both sides of the battlefield. The slave soldiers rushed out from both sides, and then were gradually reacted by the werewolves and defeated. Gradually, the werewolves began to gain the upper hand in the situation.

"charge!"

boom!
The big shield fell down, but it did not fall towards the knight. Instead, the knight took the initiative to push it down, and it fell towards the werewolf. They were tampered with when they were inserted, so it was difficult to move inwards, but very easy to move outwards.

The knights ran back two steps, then jumped on their horses, drew their swords and pointed them forward.

"charge!"

Boom! ! !
The knights rode their horses towards the werewolf army. The Northern horses galloped wildly on the land. In front of them, in the pits, the soldiers, led by the knights, raised wooden door panels. Some soldiers brought logs to prop up the door panels.

"withstand!"

Only the knights knew what would happen, the iron hooves of the war horses would pass over their heads, and if all went well, they would win tonight.

"Kill them all!"

In the pit, the soldiers heard roars from above their heads. It was the roars from the knights of the Frozen Territory. They also heard the desperate wails and angry roars of the werewolves. The intertwined sounds made these people's faces turn pale, especially the door panel above their heads, which seemed like it was about to collapse, and mud kept falling from the gaps at the edges.

The cavalry charged in the darkness, with all the horses' eyes covered by cloth strips. In front of the firelight, the knights led their horses to turn in front of the blazing flaming trench and galloped to the side.

On the other side of the flames, the tall werewolf howled angrily, and then he pounced directly towards the flames in rage.

In mid-air, a knight bent his bow and drew his arrow in one breath, shooting it at the flying werewolf. The huge force caused the werewolf to fall into the trench, and the burning flames ignited his hair.

Hundreds of meters away, the cavalry slowly stopped and turned their horses to face the battlefield again. At this moment, the burning flames were no longer raging, and the werewolves were excited. The violent werewolves in the war finally quickly crossed the gradually extinguished trench, and more werewolves killed the human army in front.

"hold on."

General Michaela was looking for the location of those pits, and finally he saw that among the countless werewolves rushing forward, some of them suddenly fell down.

"over there."

Michaela pulled the reins, and the Northern horses galloped again. He adjusted his direction and led the two thousand cavalrymen in a different direction to prevent the horses from falling into the pits. "Kill them all!"

The most severe challenge had arrived. The cavalrymen charged into the werewolf army, and their speed slowed down from a gallop. The two generals of the Bucks Legion, Michaela and Harrington, faced hundreds of werewolves blocking the way. They had to pull the reins to make their horses' front hooves jump high, and then smash down heavily. The knights' swords cut off the sharp claws, but they still couldn't stop some of the werewolves' attacks from falling on the horses.

The horse armor blocked part of the attack, but blood still flowed from the gaps. On the left and right sides, werewolves in the darkness leaped up from the ground and rushed towards the knight on horseback.

"The Stag Legion can't carve through the werewolves."

This was the first time that Ryan miscalculated. In the past, the cavalry had been able to cut through the army during the charge when facing many enemies, dividing the huge number of enemies on the battlefield into two, or two into eight, making the battlefield chaotic little by little, thus establishing the cavalry's dominance.

However, werewolves were stronger than any previous enemy. The cavalry could only break through half of their enemy's wall. The werewolves, with their hunting instincts, would launch a bloodthirsty counterattack, thus slowing down the cavalry. Without the bonus of speed, the cavalry's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"Support them."

After Ryan finished speaking, the warhorse he was riding had already rushed out. Seeing this, the servants behind him naturally did not dare to hesitate, and they rode their horses' iron hooves and charged forward.

The power of the Sky Knight allowed Ryan and Brand to easily knock the werewolf in front of them away and chop it down with the knight's sword. The werewolf's hard bones were as fragile as paper in front of the legendary sword.

"Dismount! Surround the horses!"

Arriving in front of the cavalry, Ryan shouted loudly. More than 2,000 servants obeyed the order strictly and quickly formed a formation. They were knights and had enough suppressive power when facing werewolves. Gradually, they finally stabilized the position of this legion on the battlefield.

"Micaela, lead your troops to attack to the left!"

Michaela heard Ryan's voice, roared and beheaded the werewolf in front of her, and rushed towards the werewolf in front of her with boiling blood. The defense of the Bucks Legion shrank from a round square to a long and narrow one. From time to time, werewolves rushed over and wanted to attack Ryan, but every time they could not reach Ryan, they would be killed by the knight's sword.

As Michaela's thousand-man army pushed away the werewolf formation on the side, a piece of land was finally cleared in the middle.

Ryan dismounted, patted Winter's butt, and then pulled off the cloth strips on the eyes of the war horses behind him.

"rush!"

Winter understood Ryan's words and neighed. It was the king of horses in the wilderness. Following its call, the war horses raised their heads and charged towards the open space where Michaela had escaped.

"Get out of the way!"

The first person to react was Michaela. He caught a glimpse of the galloping warhorse from the corner of his eye and retreated by pulling the shoulder of the knight next to him.

The warhorse sped up again and knocked the werewolf away. Michaela hesitated for a moment, but then she grabbed the reins and rode on a warhorse, gradually coming to the front.

Finally, the werewolf army was broken through, but the price was that the Stag Legion was surrounded in the middle, and only most of the war horses rushed out.

But Ryan believed in his legion and would not be defeated even if surrounded by werewolves in the dark.

"Defend, don't let the werewolves find an opportunity!"

At this moment, the Bucks Legion is like a hunter with his back against a big rock, surrounded by wolves. Whoever reveals a flaw first will have to accept the failure of the hunt.

Ryan took the beast bow from the remaining warhorse, which belonged to some servant. As the arrow flew out, a werewolf howled in the darkness.

The formation of the Stag Legion shrank again. Hundreds of knights came to the protected center and used beast bows to continuously attack the werewolves outside. The knights who were blocking the periphery were caught in an irresistible deadly battle. Except for behind them, werewolf attacks could come from any direction.

Until dawn, the bloodthirsty werewolves could not accept the failure of the attack and frantically attacked the location of the Bucks Legion.

As the sky gradually brightened, the battlefield became clearer. There were corpses of both werewolves and humans everywhere, and it was hard to say which were more numerous. All the remaining werewolves gathered around the Bucks Legion. No matter how brainwashed the slave soldiers were, a night of fighting left the surviving soldiers with no more energy to provide support.

Fortunately, Michaela at the edge of the battlefield led the war horses to gallop again, charging towards the werewolves in the same direction. Thousands of werewolves were defeated, and the knights jumped on their horses. They were originally exhausted, but their strength was gradually recovering.

This is the power of the horse spirit's blessing, which allows their blood and qi to achieve a certain harmony with the blood and qi of the war horses.

The knights slowly recovered their strength and launched a fierce attack on the werewolves again. When the sun shone down, the werewolves retreated unwillingly.

In the afternoon, Ryan finally climbed up Thundercloud Mountain with the battle damage.

"Only three thousand werewolves were killed down there. The werewolves' recovery ability is too strong. Many of them left with injuries, but more than five thousand of our soldiers died."

Of the three thousand dead werewolves, more than eighty percent came from the Stag Legion, which means that the tens of thousands of slave troops killed less than six hundred werewolves.

Of course, this battle damage is not the real damage, but just an estimate. For example, when Ryan went up the mountain, he saw the bodies of werewolves there. Obviously, last night, many werewolves had crossed his army and rushed to Thundercloud Mountain.

But at the same time, the combat effectiveness lost by humans is not just the number of five thousand.

"You're too slow."

Shaya complained, but when she saw Ryan coming, she felt much more relieved.

"I came too early to stop this war."

Ryan turned and looked down the mountain. The army was cheering and celebrating their victory.

It was too dark last night and humans couldn’t see what was around them, so they didn’t know that most of the time, werewolves killed humans indiscriminately.

Ryan would not tell them about the losses and tragedy of the battle, but would share the joy of victory to maintain morale.

This was the result of his preparations along the way, but it was still not satisfactory.

"Earl Winter issued an order in the name of the commander-in-chief of the North Wind War, requiring Thunder Cloud County and Dragon Mountain County to resist the werewolf's attack and wait for an opportunity to counterattack."

"The amazing thing is that the Flying Wolf Cavalry was able to pass this order to all the nobles, even those whose castles were surrounded by werewolves."

Ryan smiled and didn't care.

"Orders come second. He wants the nobles to understand who is making the decisions in this war."

"I wonder if the werewolf knows."

The first war after arriving in Leiyun County ended briefly, and the army still had to dig pits and trenches.

"Are you going to destroy my farmland completely?"

Shaya shouted in dissatisfaction, but Ryan didn't care about the woman's wishes.

"We have to defend against the werewolves' attack. You don't think the war like last night will continue?"

"Do you know how many of my knights died?"

Ryan glanced at the woman coldly. It was funny. The short-lived victory in the war last night was based on the combat effectiveness of the 2,500 knights under Baron Ryan. In addition, there were knights under the hands of the nobles of Lingdu County and Tieshan County, which added up to more than 3,200. And this number...

The entire Leiyun County cannot provide two thousand knights.

The impact of Earl Weiss's defeat has not yet disappeared, and the military strength of Thundercloud County is pitifully weak. Of course, three thousand knights is a scary number in itself.

The war like last night cannot be replicated, because werewolves will change, and humans will change too. In the daytime war, humans are at the greatest disadvantage, because those slave soldiers can clearly see how werewolves killed them, and how weak their strength is in front of werewolves.

Just like the original soldiers here, they knew very well that werewolves were far more powerful than humans, and only knights could fight against werewolves.

While the soldiers were digging trenches, Viscount Hogg of Yinchuan County also arrived late. He had been waiting for news from Ryan. Viscount Hogg only appeared here after Ryan arrived.

(End of this chapter)