Throne of the North.

Chapter 94: Victory over a large force with few casualties

The victory of this war will be decided by this. When the extraordinary arms of both sides collided, dents appeared in the hard armor.

Blood gushed out of the crack and lives fell under the sharp blade.

The barbarians did not have much intelligence, they were like wild beasts. The blood instead aroused their bloodthirstiness, and the muscles in their arms were swelling.

Likewise, none of Ryan's soldiers retreated, fighting madly in the blood.

The blessing of the Deer Spirit brings not only extraordinary power, but also the belief of protection. They are Ryan's guards, and now their monarch is behind them.

The battlefield with less than 400 people produced the most tragic scenes of this war.

boom! ! !
Sparks flew as the metal-wrapped wooden shield collided with the giant axe. Brand's eyes were bloodshot as if a deer was roaring. He pushed out the shield to deflect the giant axe, and slashed forward with the sharp blade in his hand.

The Stag Shield, the Heroic Spear, and the Agile Steps, three kinds of knight fighting skills burst out at the same time. The terrible force chopped down on Ash's body. The armor blessed with the magic secret pattern also had a dent at this moment, and cracks tore the metal, causing most of the effect of the magic secret pattern to be lost.

The sound of broken bones drove Ash crazy. He roared and gave up the giant axe whose recoil was enough to make his arm tremble. He swung his fist towards Brand's face.

He was so tall that the power of his fist was no less than that of a hammer. What's more, he was a barbarian at the peak of the Silver Knight level.

The force penetrated the shield. The knight's fighting skills were not omnipotent. The terrible force penetrated through, causing Brand's entire arm to become limp under this force.

The shield could no longer block Ash's vision, and he roared and smashed it down again.

Brand's arms didn't have the strength to lift the shield to block, but at this moment, he no longer needed his knight's sword. The moment he let go of his right hand, he squatted down and rolled to the side.

Ash was too tall, but precisely because he was too tall, his arms couldn't directly hit anything lower at this moment, as the power would disappear at the end of his arms. So he bent down, trying to direct his power to a lower place.

But Brand also took advantage of the moment of bending down, rolled to the side, and at the same time pulled out the giant deer dagger on his calf and stabbed it towards Ash's waist.

The dagger made from the antlers of the giant deer was extremely hard, and the iron armor that had lost the effect of the magic secret pattern could not withstand the sharpness of the dagger. The dagger pierced into Ash's waist without any hindrance.

As the blood gushed out, Ash howled in pain. He swung his arms and tried to hit Brand back, but his left arm, which had regained some strength, raised up the shield to block it.

At the moment of lowering the shield with the help of force, Brand clenched his right fist and punched towards Ash's arm, knocking Ash back while picking up the knight's sword on the ground. At this time, Ash had just pulled out the deer antler dagger from his waist. The pain made him violent, but the weakness caused by the blood flow left him no chance to react to Brand's sword.

"kill!!!"

Brand roared, and the knight's long sword slashed across Ash's neck. The huge head flew into the air, and the blood gushing out like a column made Brand, who was wearing armor, look as hideous as a devil from hell.

The fight between life and death is like this, there is no long back and forth, there is only a moment of victory or defeat. The party that seizes the opportunity can determine life and death at the fastest speed.

Death is just a moment, nothing more, even a Silver Knight cannot survive without his head.

Giant axes were chopped down from all around, but the shields of the surrounding knights also blocked Brand's way. As the battle between the two peak silver knights ended, the other soldiers were qualified to approach without being affected or killed by the terrifying power they brought with them.

"kill!"

The fight lasted for two hours. With no retreat from the extraordinary soldiers on both sides, the barbarians were completely wiped out. As for Artel, he fled in fear the moment all the barbarians died. Some soldiers followed him. Every noble was a professional at escaping. But looking at the nearly two thousand soldiers kneeling on the battlefield, Ryan knew that he had gained more.

He walked on the blood-stained battlefield, and all he saw were fear and burning gazes.

His mithril armor was stained with blood. In the second half of the war, he also participated in the killing of barbarians. As a lord, nothing was more inspiring than such behavior. It was precisely because of this that the war ended earlier.

"This is a war. You once belonged to another noble, but I am the winner of this war, so from now on, you will become my slaves."

"In war, my fortune!"

Ryan's voice echoed over the battlefield, and then his soldiers began to drive away the captives who were kneeling on the ground. These people did not react to Ryan's words.

It was quite normal, they had no right to be loyal to their noble lords, they were just slaves or peasant commoners.

Only those soldiers who are qualified to swear allegiance to Earl Weiss are unlikely to become Ryan's wealth. Even if they are caught, they can only be redeemed or killed.

But the soldiers all followed Artur and left as the lord fled.

So now it is a war, but also a plunder of population, and these people will belong to Ryan and the Frozen Territory.

"Let the slaves clean up the battlefield, and the rest of you rest for two hours."

After giving all the instructions, Ryan's expression did not get much better because of the victory in the war. After all, he also paid a heavy price for this war.

The first was the extraordinary army. One hundred and seventy-eight people fought with the barbarian army, sixty-nine of them died, and the rest were all injured. There were thirteen wounded who had completely lost their combat effectiveness. If Brand and Ryan had not taken action later, these numbers would have continued to increase.

Ryan was extremely heartbroken, as these soldiers were his most powerful servants.

In addition to these, the most tragic casualties were the 500 death warriors he temporarily blessed and created. Ryan made them crazy with the blessing of the Deer Spirit and the subsequent glory, and made them rush to the front of the army of more than a thousand people. His fearless killing infected the remaining soldiers, thus defeating the enemy with fewer troops. The army of more than a thousand people almost crushed the army of Count Weiss.

The fear of the captives is the best proof.

But this also resulted in only about 210 people dying out of the 500. Many soldiers were killed by the enemy because they were unable to control the sudden power they gained, and they suddenly felt hungry and lost their energy during the fight.

Of the remaining 800 soldiers, nearly 100 of the 500 belonging to Baron Hutton died. However, there were not many casualties among Ryan's 300 ordinary infantrymen, only more than 30 people. It was no problem for them to follow that group of death warriors and fight a favorable game.

But who wouldn’t feel heartbroken over such a loss?
"Count Weiss..."

Of course Ryan had to remember Count Weiss for all the new and old grudges.

And Baron Barnes.

Ryan has never been a generous person.

(End of this chapter)