Throne of the North.

Chapter 759 Two Months
This was the first time Ryan had so directly issued a death ultimatum to a nobleman, especially one of the Grand Duke's rank.

At this moment, his majesty was fully revealed.

Galick never knew how he left Ryan's study.

As a young man, Galic had a different perspective from his Grand Duke father.

In his view, the world is no longer the same as it used to be, and the most obvious change is that the hereditary title has become less important.

For example, as the son of a Grand Duke, he would feel such immense pressure that he would be unable to look up simply by the gaze of a Baron.

Galic was originally thrown out in the defeat of the internal political struggle of the Kingdom of Coran, but now, looking at the Rhinoceros Horn Mountain behind him, Galic felt that the political struggle of the Kingdom of Coran could not avoid the lord of the Frozen Territory.

What would the father do?

The heir was somewhat fearful and nervous. He didn't believe Ryan was just talking; if the conflict became irreconcilable, Ryan would really kill.

He wasn't unaware of how most of the nobles in the Kingdom of Coran had died.

Galic did not leave the Frozen Territory immediately; Ryan had Brunnakis take him to the Northern Wall fortress.

This newly built fortress had become much more solid after the war. Seeing the vicious claw marks and frozen bloodstains on it, Galik couldn't help but breathe heavily on the cold ground, his blood churning.

"Is this where the battle with the orcs took place?"

At this moment, the Northern Wall fortress is also facing an attack from the orcs, but the scale is not serious. The attack launched by the army of tens of thousands of orcs cannot put pressure on the Northern Wall fortress. In fact, in order to train the soldiers here, all the war machines have not been put into warm-up.

These things were incomprehensible to Galik. As he watched the overwhelming horde of ferocious orcs charging toward him, he instinctively gripped his sword hilt. He anticipated an extremely fierce battle. He also spotted many strong werewolves among them, which were incredibly fast and could easily scale the fortress's high walls.

The battle cries were deafening, and Galick quickly joined the fight; Ryan had brought him here for this very purpose.

The official pretext is that the Northern Military Council's military court is punishing the Kingdom of Coran for its treachery.

Brunnakis was Galic's bodyguard, ensuring that the Grand Duke's heir would not be injured or die here.

After just one hour of fighting, the remaining few thousand orcs retreated into the depths of the northern border. Galik, panting heavily, collapsed to the ground without any decorum. He raised his hand to look at his knight's longsword. The ornate longsword was truly impractical on this battlefield, with numerous nicks and chips on it, making him realize that this sword was not suitable for killing enemies.

"You will need to stay here for three days. After three days, you can leave."

"Brunagis the fox-furter spoke to Galic, who knew that this man was also one of Ryan's extraordinary followers, but his reputation was not as great as the others."

However, Galik saw through the opponent's tactics. Throughout the entire battle today, no orc was able to get close to this strong knight clad in wild beast pelts.

Not only that, the opponent can also keep an eye on his own battle.

"I've heard there's a legendary knight living in this fortress?"

"He's wielding the legendary longsword forged by Master Brock?"

Galick asked curiously, using the topic to break the silence between them.

"Amai?"

Brunnakis squinted at the distance, looking at the Northern Wall fortress, which was not just a high wall fortress.

"He's not on this front line. You want to see him?"

Galic's identity clearly qualifies him.

Galic shook his head and said:
"I've heard that Baron Ryan used some kind of sacred and great means to make him a legend. Is that true?"

"Ah."

Fox Fur remained concise, unwilling to reveal any further details.

"Then... do you also have a chance to become a legend in this way?"

For the first time, Brunagis looked thoughtful at this question. He looked at his hands and the fur on his body. How could he become a legend?

Before Lord Ryan achieved legendary status, he could not sense any future or see any direction. At that time, he could clearly feel that his limit was the peak of the Saint Realm. Legendary status did not exist for him at all; it was a closed door to him.

But ever since Lord Ryan achieved legendary status not long ago, he felt that he had become different; legend was no longer something ethereal and unattainable.

At the same time, he clearly felt that the legendary path ahead of him was completely different from the legends of others, such as the power of that legendary knight, Amai.

He asked Ulf, the wolf skin brimming with greed, and the other felt the same way.

Therefore, he could not give a definite answer to Galic's question.

"Perhaps...yes."

Bruni Nagis said this.

……

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The Kingdom of Andara.

Like the Kingdom of Kolan, the Kingdom of Andara also has a royal army. However, the difference is that even the Andara Kingdom's army is composed of troops dispatched by the nobles.

During the war, it was commanded by the Andara royal family. After the war ended, the kingdom's army disintegrated, and the soldiers returned to their respective territories.

Different national circumstances lead to different kingdom armies. Moreover, the army in the Kingdom of Andara is not limited to the Kingdom Legion. Grand Duke Leta obviously would not allow his extraordinary legion to become part of the Kingdom Legion. There are also those great nobles, whose military strength is very powerful and cannot be completely suppressed by the royal family.

"I am here to grant all members of the Northern Military Council full command authority over the military."

Brand led a massive army and appeared within the territory of the Kingdom of Andara, south of the royal city of Andara.

"Chairman Ryan will end the Orc War in the North within two months."

“The Northern Military Council has the capability to do so, but you cannot.”

Brand looked ahead at the representatives of the various noble families of the Kingdom of Andara who were blocking his army. After speaking, he threw a punch, and his violent blood energy transformed into a huge blood-red stag that crashed towards the city wall of the royal city.

The city wall did not collapse, but all the noble representatives who were blocking the way were sent flying.

Brand had lost control of the will of the stag spirit within him, so these people were either killed or injured under the suppression of this blood and qi.

"I will take command of the entire Andara Kingdom's legions in my capacity as the Northern Military Council Chairman."

Unlike the Kingdom of Coran, the Kingdom of Andara did not refuse entry to its capital. So Brand led his army north, since the Andara Kingdom's army was also in the north, at the castle defense line.

For orcs, the human's war strategy has always been defense, because it minimizes the cost. Relying on natural defenses and advantageous terrain is the only viable war tactic. To the north of the Kingdom of Andara lies an army of nearly a million orcs, and every day, large-scale orc attacks occur on the kingdom's borders.

The only acceptable aspect is that the quality of orcs varies greatly; there are powerful individual orcs, but no powerful orc groups like werewolves.

Besides that... on the orc battlefield of the Kingdom of Andara, there is also the Lich Army of Grand Duke Leta and the Elephant Legion from the Empire.

The legendary commander Farrell, under orders from the Emperor of the Flor Empire, helped the Kingdom of Andara resist the orc invasion. Together with the kingdom's own Daryl Knights and the legendary Grand Duke Leta family, the presence of these three legends ensured that the kingdom's orc war defenses were not in dire straits.

Meanwhile, thanks to the existence of the Northern Military Council, all parties are transporting supplies to the Kingdom of Andara, and their war pressure is not as great as imagined.

"Lord Farrell."

When Brand arrived at the front line, the first thing he saw was the brutal hordes of monsters. The nobles of the Kingdom of Andara and the Kingdom of Sera were probably no strangers to this legion.

Farrell looked at Brand, this follower of Ryan, who made him feel a heavy threat.

“You have lost control of your knightly essence, sir.”

"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency Farrell. I will control myself."

As time dragged on, Brand was already nearing his limit. This lack of control wasn't due to anything wrong with him, but rather a special state that even the legendary Farrell could sense—that the other party could become a legend at any moment.

It was a feeling of overflowing, like well water about to gush out.

The legendary blessings of the extraordinary world had long been destined for this peak Saint, but the other party has always been rejecting them.

This puzzled Farrell. Had this follower of Ryan done something of great historical significance? How could the legendary blessing have fallen so easily?

He vaguely remembered how he had given his all back then.

Farrell didn't dwell on the matter too much. The other party was aware of his own situation and wanted to return to the Empire.

“Lane has written to me, asking me to hand over the battlefield here to you, but I will not give you command of the Elephant Legion. I can cooperate with you, but you cannot control how I do it.”

The relationship between Farrell and Ryan is equally close, in every respect.

Brand nodded to indicate that he understood, and then went to visit Knight Daryl and Grand Duke Leta.

"The Kingdom Legion has a total of 40,000 men, plus auxiliary troops, totaling 110,000. They are deployed along the castle defense line, but the main force of 30,000 men is concentrated here."

Knight Daryl responded by stating that he was the legion commander and supreme commander of the Kingdom of Andara's legion.

Meanwhile, Grand Duke Leta cast a cold glance at Brand.

“My army is none of your business. If Ryan comes in person, I can hand the army over to him.”

Brand nodded in agreement; this place was very different from the Kingdom of Coran.

In terms of wealth, the Kingdom of Coran far surpasses the Kingdom of Andara, but in terms of military strength, the Kingdom of Andara ranks among the top kingdoms in the entire continent of Norris.

After two days, Brand successfully took command of the Andara Kingdom's army of over 100,000 men. On the main battlefield, the Buck Legion and the legions of the two kingdoms together numbered nearly 80,000 soldiers.

"The Elephant Legion does not need to participate in the war."

"Similarly, the Witch Legion doesn't need it either."

After setting up the army camp, Brand said this to the two masters of the extraordinary legions.

"This war belongs to Ryan, and to the Bucks."

While many nobles were surprised, Brand was making final preparations—checking whether the army's weapons and equipment were sturdy and sharp.

"I will launch a full-scale attack in one week!"

"Let the orcs of the North know that the North is no longer their hunting ground, and we will become the overlords of the North!"

Brand roared loudly in front of tens of thousands of people, and a surge of blood energy swept across the sky. In the depths of the blood-red light and shadow, a blurry stag roared and went mad.

He sensed that Brand, whose body had reached its peak, would soon reach the peak of his soul on the battlefield.

His spirituality will be elevated in the fierce war and he will be guided into that great [spiritual realm].

During the week, Brand would briefly train the army, at least to prevent these troops from different lands from becoming so chaotic on the battlefield that they would kill each other.

During the same week, Ryan also continuously sent envoys into the North.

The Silver Moon Royal Court was very impatient with the harassment and looked at the humans who would also turn into wolf beasts with hostility.

"According to Lord Ryan's wishes, he hopes that you can command all the extra orcs to enter the northern battlefield of the Andara Kingdom in seven days."

"But it cannot exceed 500,000. Scouts will follow you to count the number of orcs."

"In addition, the orc army also needs to launch an attack in the Griffin Mountains of the Kingdom of Sera and the Gerald Noble Territory."

"From today onwards, the war between the Xiangshan Plain Fortress and the Northern Great Wall Fortress can cease."

"The Frozen Territory will provide you with some meat, and for the next month, the werewolf clan will cease all war activities."

In response to Ulf's words, the werewolf king Adun licked his lips and asked:
"Even if we don't join the war, can you humans really withstand an army of 500,000 orcs?"

"You know that's a terrifying number; no orc royal court can afford to ignore it."

"That's not something you should be considering, and besides..."

Ulf laughed, a cruel and mocking laugh.

"Aren't the things you think are impossible the ones that are most likely to surpass greatness?"

Ardon blinked, as if he was starting to realize something.

"You want a sacrifice, a sacrifice to the god you serve?"

"maybe."

Ulf said that he didn't know exactly what it was, but if Brand could achieve spiritual transcendence and become a legend in this war, then he would have the answer.

This war will be the war that elevates Brand to legendary status. Lord Ryan has prepared everything for him, and it will also be the first experience for those who come after him.

This is a unique path to advancement, unlike any other legendary one in the world.

(End of this chapter)