Throne of the North.

Chapter 303: Victims and Beneficiaries of the Frozen Territory, Farewell to Roland (Subscription Request)
Ryan has 130,000 people.

This answer made Ryan's heart beat faster for several days after he returned to the Frozen Territory.

It had been less than three years since he became a baron, but he had already become the noble with the largest population in the territory in the North Wind Province, except for the three great nobles.

If the unrecorded population hidden in Count Sauron's city was not as large as imagined, he could even rank above his opponent.

The most important thing is that all his people are high-quality people.

Whether they are the people who survived the cold wind of Exner, the 100,000 people of the Bilki world, or the uncivilized natives of the forest world, their quality is very high.

As long as the logistics are sufficient, Ryan can have a large army.

Well, this is also the biggest problem.

Not much food can be grown in the northern border.

The soldiers eat more than ordinary people, and the extraordinary soldiers eat even more. Now there are so many armored bears, and Birki's world can still be self-sufficient for now. But as a lord, it doesn't make sense for Ryan not to give them extra meals, right?
Every once in a while, he would transport some food over there to demonstrate his rule and majesty as a lord over them.

The huge number of people brought the first victim, that is, Etria. The joy that Ryan brought back was accompanied by Etria's wailing.

“I don’t even have time to forge iron!!!”

She screamed in shock, life was not that easy for the Archon, especially now with the population explosion.

Ryan also began to think that Etria was a heroic unit like Brand, Bogeld, and Brock. Her talent in government affairs allowed her to be qualified for the position of archon, but it should not affect her own extraordinary path.

"It seems that we need to add more manpower."

Learning has become the second priority of the Frozen Land Lord.

The most important thing is still farming.

"To manage hundreds of thousands of people, we need at least 2,000 people with the relevant knowledge."

Ryan called his lady-in-waiting, and soon saw the Viscountess and Bogard following behind her.

She pinched the female official's buttocks out of curiosity. The latter dodged, her face flushed, but she couldn't get rid of the powerful armored bear girl.

"So you like this kind of thing."

Bogeld said, and before Ryan could react, she had already run out.

In response to Ryan's question, the female officer also gave an answer.

"Master, right now in the Frozen Territory, we have only about four or five hundred people who are proficient in mastering and understanding that knowledge, and most of them are teenagers. They are not competent."

The female official said somewhat helplessly that it was difficult for older civilians to absorb valuable knowledge, even if they knew it was precious and could be passed down in the family.

Only the young man has an unconventional mindset and can continuously absorb information, but at the moment it seems like a scene of wailing.

If we let them learn in this way and let them take charge of power and government affairs, it will be very troublesome if something goes wrong.

But in fact, the Frozen Territory is not short of people with knowledge and management skills. Those people are nobles, nobles from Exner, a small number of people from the Svadifari Wild World, and those wandering nobles who have recently migrated from Birki.

They have knowledge and understand power, but Ryan doesn't want to use it.

The reason is simple. Like the common people, the knowledge and behavior of these nobles are also very rigid. There may be geniuses among them, but Ryan believes that more of them are mediocre people who are used to being masters.

He would give them a chance, but the conditions were harsh. What the frozen land territory needed now was the vision and ability to develop and explore, not people who wanted to be masters comfortably.

"Let those lords recommend two or three people each."

Ryan finally said helplessly that the lord was absolutely loyal to him, but he could not think of any better way, so he could only let the power flow downward in the form of a pyramid.

At least the person recommended by the lord comes up, and if there is any problem, he can still hold the lord accountable.

"Then select some young people from among the former nobles, let them study in the academy for a month, then practice for a month, and then send them out to govern."

The female official was speechless. She was also a so-called former aristocrat and a distinguished viscountess. Now this title could only be used sometimes.

"correct!"

Ryan's eyes lit up as he remembered something.

"All civil servants have to take exams every year, and only those who pass the exams can continue to govern."

The Frozen Territory currently has three major parts: government affairs, military affairs, and economy.

The economy is the lord's purse, so it is managed directly by the butler Beard on a part-time basis. The military affairs are quite simple. Brand is the commander of the first legion, and now there is one more person, Bogeld, and below him are officers such as centurions and decurions.

Government affairs are the most tedious and are also the key to connecting everything in the entire territory. The talented and powerful Etria now needs a large number of assistants. At the same time, this part is also a headache for Ryan, because there are many times when he may not be able to see everything in the entire territory.

Therefore, it is crucial to check the capabilities of civil servants through examinations.

As for things beyond ability, it is even more troublesome, but ability is the most basic thing, isn’t it?

In addition to these three main bodies, there are also craftsmen similar to those controlled by Brock. They belong to the economy, government affairs, and even the military. Therefore, it would be better for them to be independent and report directly to the lord Ryan.

The second are the lords. There are already more than a dozen lords in the Tundra Territory, and there will probably be many more in the next few months. They also report directly to the lord.

As for the pioneering teams, Ryan will also directly inquire about transportation, storage, diplomacy, etc. For the time being, they can only fish for three days.

"I have to go to another world."

The importance of the gold mine is self-evident. The last time the portal to the other world was opened, he had no time to go there in the snow and ice. He had to go there to collect the gold ore for two months. Otherwise, after it was discovered that so much gold was stored there and not transported away, Ryan was worried that the nobles would have some evil thoughts.

Not afraid is not afraid, trouble is trouble.

This winter, everyone in the North Wind Province was quiet under the snowstorm, only Ryan's Frozen Territory was bustling with activity.

“Next year, it should be interesting if someone gets restless.”

Ryan looked thoughtfully in the direction of Viscount Dragun's territory. He really wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys.

but……

"food."

Before he could figure out the food problem, Ryan faced another problem.

Master McKen looked at Ryan with some anger.

"You were the one who lured me here! Now look at these war horses!"

“They’ve all lost weight.”

Looking at the tall war horses in front of them, they were eating magic fruit plates and fresh hay, and from time to time they would run out for a stroll, galloping across the endless fields.

You can't tell you've lost weight.

But Ryan had no choice, as this was the place where he squandered the most spiritual energy. Master Ryan needed a lot of war horses, and even formed a solidified bloodline inheritance so that the descendants of war horses could grow smoothly and naturally into tall war horses.

Massive investment is inevitable.

Ryan could only think about the future, whether he sold it or used it for himself, he would get a huge financial return.

"This batch, and this batch, yes, yes, that batch over there too!"

Grand Master McKen looked at the warhorse bathed in divine blessing with excitement. The growth rate of the warhorse after receiving the blessing was beyond his imagination, and the final result would definitely be better than the result of his research and prediction.

"The Northern Warhorse will surely become the most powerful warhorse in the empire!"

He was extremely confident, while Master Ryan had already been drained of nearly half of his spiritual energy.

“It’s not enough.”

He fled back to the frozen land territory. He was relieved that the wild world was not affected too deeply by the winter. At least for a long time, he would not have to worry about the living environment of the war horses.

Below the Rhino Horn Mountain, deafening shouts and cries of killing were heard from the northern foot of the mountain. It was a large number of troops training.

Spirituality can certainly help soldiers save the most important years of high-intensity training, but daily training of soldiers is also indispensable. It is a basic element of war. A strong physique can enable them to adapt to the rhythm of the army and the frequency of war more quickly.

But it was the first time Ryan heard such a loud sound.

Bilki's people are indeed a natural source of soldiers. From today on, Master Ryan's regular army will exceed 3,000, and the number will increase in the coming winter. The final scale he envisions is 5,000 standing troops.

That is, the 2,500 people of the First Legion of the Frozen Territory, the Stag Guard Legion.

The Second Legion of the Frozen Territory, the six hundred men of the Violent War Bear Legion. There is no other way, this is the maximum number at the moment. After all, this number needs to be multiplied by two, and an armored bear is also a unit.

And finally, there are the two thousand regular militiamen who patrol the frozen land territory and have to travel to other worlds from time to time.

The First Legion and the Second Legion will form the first mature extraordinary legion under Master Ryan. Due to their small number, they cannot be separated to form an independent extraordinary legion.

Even now, Master Ryan has not equipped the 2,500 knights and attendants with war horses and complete sets of standardized weapons and equipment.

This made him feel ashamed. The integrity of the Extraordinary Legion could only be patched up bit by bit over time.

This winter is just right, and it can also allow the newly joined soldiers to adapt to real legion warfare and strengthen their combat skills.

……

Fifteen miles north of Xijiao Mountain.

This place is located on the ridge of the foothills, but it seems that the ridge is too wide and has gradually formed a canyon. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and a large number of wild animals take refuge here in winter.

But with the arrival of Rose Jackson, the beasts had to choose a new home.

"Why are you in such a hurry to run away? I didn't say I want all of it. I will leave some territory for you when the time comes."

As he finished speaking, most of the wild beasts returned to the valley and stayed quietly beside the alchemist.

Rose walked around the valley and then stood on the edge of the valley. Although it was a valley, because the altitude was not low, she could actually see the frozen North Gal Lake in the distance.

There, a large number of Bilki people were marveling at the size of the lake. A dozen armored bears were trying to break the solid ice to see if there were any fish they could eat.

Looking to the south, you can see the Rhino Horn Mountain in the snow. From a distance, it looks like a huge rhino horn sticking out from under the ground.

The wind and snow have been a little lighter these past two days, but if the blizzard continues in the next two days, I’m afraid Rhinohorn Mountain will be completely obscured from view.

Turning around and looking in other directions, the towering mountains helped the southern world block too much wind and snow. The cold winter in the north stopped here, making the south warm, but also making the world in front of us all white and lonely.

"This is a good place. Go back and tell the Baron that this is it."

Rose said to the soldiers following behind her that this was the place she had chosen, and she would probably have to stay here for many years to come.

Behind him, his shadow was also very satisfied. It wandered through the snow-covered mountains and trees, turning into a bloody mouth that seemed to want to take a bite of the world in front of it.

The scene was somewhat creepy, so the soldiers quickly ran away.

In the castle, Ryan got the alchemist's answer, which was a bit surprising.

"Mage Luna said he was trying the power of life, but it wasn't magic."

"A shadow magician turned into a life alchemist?"

Ryan shook his head. He could not tempt such a Saint with anything now, so he simply chose not to ask about those secrets. It was scary enough that he could recruit such a Saint. If he told others about it, the three great nobles of North Wind Province would not be able to accept it.

However, there is no loyalty without reason. Any allegiance has a purpose. It is enough for Ryan to know this.

The Frozen Territory soon had its first beneficiary of a sudden increase in population.

Master Brock, the brother of the victim Etria.

He excitedly stayed in his blacksmith shop all day, hammering the metal iron ore tirelessly. His task was huge. He had to help the army forge weapons and armaments, help armored bears tailor-make armor, and forge special weapons for orders from distant places, but he enjoyed it and was immersed in it.

"I can feel that my chance of breakthrough lies in the sublimation of my forging skills."

"I will forge the most perfect armor and weapons for myself, and then I will become a sky knight."

"However, the materials I have access to are too low-level. I need to constantly refine them and refine the most extreme power out of them."

"They are not low-grade, but the forging skills cannot show them."

Brock was talking, Etria was listening, and Ryan, who was not far away, was also curious.

He did not disturb them and went to the newly built post station in the Frozen Territory.

Roland is back.

"How is it? How is Countess de Winter's skill?"

Roland smiled knowingly and said:
"The Countess's attainments in spatial magic are profound and powerful. If it weren't for the fact that no legendary events occurred in the Northern Wind Province, I think she would have already become a legend."

“Only those who change the world can be called legends.”

"At present, it seems that it is difficult for Beifeng Province to change the world situation."

Ryan said this. He certainly didn't want Countess Winter to become a legendary space magician. That would be scary.

"It may be difficult for Countess Winter to wait for such an opportunity, but I may be able to catch up with her in a faster pace."

Roland said seriously, then looked at Ryan.

"My Lord Baron, I am here to take my leave of you."

"Are you going back?"

Ryan was surprised that the hammer had not been forged yet.

"No, I'm going to the south of the empire."

"this is not OK……"

Ryan was only halfway through his sentence when he reacted.

"Is this your father's instruction?"

"Yes, my father asked me to visit some great nobles in the empire as the descendant of McReynolds. If possible, I will pay a visit to the emperor."

Ryan's scalp tingled, but fortunately Roland gave an explanation.

"Don't worry, Baron. I won't expose my stay here. I will go to the south with a few nobles. They will bring their women to visit the Qin family in the south. No one will know that I am in the imperial capital."

It would be a miracle if nothing happened, Ryan thought, but he also relaxed. At this time, there were still nobles going to the south to help him cover up. I'm afraid that Grand Duke McReynolds might have promised some benefits.

"If the kingdom's nobles were to appear in the imperial capital, the Church would probably be very unhappy if this were to be exposed."

Ryan said this, but Roland obviously had no choice.

"They won't know, and I'm not a noble."

"Until now, my father has not granted me the status of lord."

"I'm just a kid."

Roland said with a smile, not frustrated. He had no feelings about the noble status and was more interested in the path of a magician. Otherwise, he would not have taken such a huge risk to visit Countess Winter.

This is just an exchange between magicians.

Ryan didn't say anything more, so Roland said goodbye and left. If the hammer was forged, Ryan could arrange for someone to send it directly to the Grand Duke's territory.

"That will have to be next year. With the snowstorm this year, no one dares to travel through this wild forest."

"Next year is fine. My brother can definitely wait. It's so cold in the north this winter. My father and his men will definitely not launch an attack."

Roland's back was handsome, but Ryan didn't know if he could see him again.

"You've been here with me for so long, we can be considered friends. I hope you can survive."

Ryan was pessimistic, thinking that Roland's life or death would be uncertain.

why?
A Marquis of the North Wind who was blessed by God appeared in the North Wind Province, and then it was discovered that the Grand Duke of the kingdom began to contact the empire. What’s more important is that it was a fallen country so far away from the Holy Mountain of the Vatican.

The emperor is far away and the mountains are high. It is difficult for the Vatican not to guess what you are thinking.

(End of this chapter)