Throne of the North.

Chapter 386: Defensive Battle, Killing the Holy Land
"What? Baron Ryan recaptured the Xiangshan Plain?"

The nobles were still in dire straits when they suddenly received this depth bomb-like news.

They looked to the north in shock, wondering why Ryan had recaptured the Xiangshan Plain so easily.

"The orcs have already moved south. They will not stay in the fortress. Yes, that's right. The orcs have entered the North Wind Province. Baron Ryan will not encounter many orcs in the Xiangshan Plain."

Count Sauron figured out the key, but he didn't understand it.

"But what's the point? The orcs have already invaded the Northern Wind Province. What's the point of him occupying the Xiangshan Plain Fortress now?"

He was puzzled. The Xiangshan Plain Fortress was built to defend against the orcs in the north, but now the orcs have appeared at the doorsteps of the nobles' territories.

What is the significance of that fortress now?
Earl Sauron didn't understand, and neither did the nobles of the Borean Province.

"The eyes of the nobles can only see the nobles. Was this fortress lost because of the soldiers?"

"No, it's because there are no nobles here."

In the fortress, Ryan led the knights to search for the orcs hiding inside, and wrote letters on bark paper with their blood.

"What's the significance of retaking the Xiangshan Plain Fortress?"

Ryan smiled.

"The meaning is very simple. It's not for the nobles or the orcs, but to tell everyone that if this fortress is lost, many of them will die."

"Nobles will die, knights will die, commoners will die, slaves will die."

"They can only survive if this fortress remains. This is their...only way to survive."

Ryan murmured, looking into the distance, where soldiers were trying to repair the fortress. There were only more than a thousand people, but they were determined to defend the fortress.

The nobles would not care about the war in the Frozen Territory, so Ryan had to ask them to help defend the Frozen Territory.

Orcs will one day invade human lands in large numbers, and faith is the only force that can stop them.

Kicking the orc's corpse away, Ryan handed the blood-stained letter that was frozen stiff on the bark paper to a team of cavalry.

"Send this thing to Leiyun County. The Marquis has been born, right? Let him see it."

When the Marquis was born, the greatest power in the entire North Wind Province fell into his hands, even though he was just a baby.

The cavalry galloped away, shuttling across the chaotic land of the North Wind Province, delivering the thick letter to the Marquis's residence on Thundercloud Mountain.

……

"One hundred thousand orcs have crossed the Xiangshan Plain. They have appeared on the land of the Northern Wind Province."

"I swear on the honor of Ryan that I will defend the Xiangshan Plain Fortress to the death. The orcs will not have the opportunity to return to the North."

"If you want to survive, then kill these orcs that have appeared in front of the nobles."

The Marquis' mother looked at the bloodstained letter, her chest heaving, and she was extremely angry.

She held the Marquis in her arms and stared at the knight in front of her.

"What does Baron Ryan mean? Is he threatening the nobles of Beifeng!?"

The leading centurion was not afraid. He raised his head and said calmly:
"Lord Ryan didn't let us respond to any questions. He only asked us to tell you to ask all the nobles a question."

"Nobles of the North Wind, do you believe that Ryan can defend the Xiangshan Plain Fortress?"

After the knight finished speaking, he turned and left. The Northern warhorses galloped wildly on the land that had begun to frost. Even if the orcs discovered them, they would be quickly left behind.

The letter was delivered to all the nobles, and that question also appeared in the minds of all the nobles.

"Baron Ryan only led a thousand soldiers to leave the frozen land and head to the Xiangshan Plain Fortress."

"By the time the orcs realize that the fortress has been occupied, Baron Ryan will face an attack by 100,000 orcs."

"One thousand men, one hundred thousand orcs, and black goat warriors who can climb the city walls."

"Can he hold it?"

All the doubts made the nobles tremble with fear. The oath they made on Ryan's honor could not be violated in any way. Ryan would not leave the fortress.

"But he's Ryan."

One noble couldn't help but sigh and said, and all the nobles fell silent.

Yeah, that's Baron Ryan Clayton.

From the time he came to the North Wind Province to today, Ryan has never lost any war.

He will win, even if the numbers are far different, he will win, he has never lost.

"Lian is not a god. The werewolves will kill him, and the black goat men will kill him too."

Earl Winter said angrily. He understood that Ryan was forcing him, a great noble, to do his utmost to kill these hundreds of thousands of orcs in this circle with blood.

Ryan blocked the orcs' retreat, and if the nobles did not want their territories to be invaded and destroyed, they had to stop the orcs from spreading.

In the Xiangshan Plain Fortress, a tall citizen named Birki walked out of the plane gate. They were just ordinary people, but compared to many troops in the North Wind Province, they could also be called elite warriors.

They are not soldiers, because Llane's soldiers need to have strict discipline and cooperation, but they are warriors, powerful warriors, people of the Frost Lord.

Of course, it is impossible for Ryan to guard the city with only two thousand people. The appearance of four or five thousand Bilki people is the greatest help.

"Put on your armor. If the orcs can't break your defense, then you will be invincible!"

Ryan did not equip these people with full body armor because it was too heavy, but the half-armor on the upper body could allow these warriors who dared to fight naked in the snow and ice to bear the burden.

To some extent, their fighting power was even greater than that of the more than one thousand serf soldiers who survived the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It was two days later that the Black Goat Man Chief learned that his retreat was cut off. He looked at the Black Goat Man who ran in front of him with confusion and anger, and kicked them away.

Then he looked at the black goat man who was shivering beside him.

"You actually abandoned the fortress! A bunch of rubbish!"

The Black Goat Man Chief was extremely angry, but he was not angry about the loss of the fortress. He did not care about having his retreat route cut off.

What made him angry was that so many of his own men, the Black Goat People, actually lost to humans in the war.

"Damn humans! Attack! Attack! Charge into their castle. I'm going to kill them!"

The Black Goat Man Chief rushed into a barony that day, and the power of the Sanctuary allowed him to break the castle's extraordinary defenses in less than half an hour. At the same time, the castle gate was also broken. Looking at the ferocious orcs outside, the humans in the castle put up a final resistance.

But in front of the powerful Black Goat Man, this castle, which was only the strongest of the Bronze Knights, did not have much resistance. The foundation of the noble baron family was not enough for him to fight against the powerful Chieftain of the Sanctuary Black Goat Man.

This was not the first noble to die at the hands of orcs, but he was the first noble to die after his castle was breached. The entire North Wind Province was in a panic, and the nobles became extremely nervous.

Some of them wanted to escape, while others ordered a fight to the death. Life or land, one must choose one, and if one wants both, then one will have to pay an unimaginable price.

"Damn it Ryan!"

There were also nobles cursing, believing that it was Baron Ryan's occupation of the Xiangshan Plain Fortress that drove the Black Goat People crazy.

At the same time, a large number of orcs began to appear on the Xiangshan Plain, and they wanted to retake the fortress.

"If it was before, I would have used the etiquette of the nobility to tell those nobles that I helped them contain an army of more than 50,000 orcs."

"But now I find that the nobles need not only the respect of etiquette, but also the majesty of blood and fire."

Standing on the city wall, Ryan looked at the foggy Xiangshan Plain in the south, where densely packed orcs grew as messily as crops.

After the title of Marquis of the North Wind appeared, the province lost their king.

The frontier of the empire, the land of the North Wind Province, needs a unified voice.

"Dignity, wealth, glory, land, let me see what you can do."

Ryan turned around, with thousands of eyes on him.

"We will face tens of thousands of orcs! Here, today!"

"Among you, a noble will be born!"

"One, Lord Xiangshan who belongs to this fortress!"

"In the name of Ryan, I will grant the title of Lord to the warrior who has performed the most heroically in this war, no matter who you are, whether you are a slave or a commoner, no matter who the noble lord behind you is, whether he is a baron or a viscount, no matter whether he is the two earls or the Marquis of the North Wind Province!"

"I, Ryan, will grant you the status of lord! No one can take it away."

"No one can deprive you of your identity, just like today, no one can defeat you. The great existence is watching the glory here, and no one can deprive you of your power today!"

Ryan put on the Crown of Heroes. At this moment, the power of the Holy Land descended upon him. He stood in the sky, and the sunlight around him became hazy. It was unclear whether it was because the mist was evaporated or because the gods were really looking at him.

Below, the soldiers enthusiastically rushed up the city wall, looking at the dense crowds of orcs outside who had already entered from the blurry vision in the distance to the distance where they could see the hideous faces of the orcs, and there was no fear in their eyes.

Perhaps it was because Ryan showed them that only by defending this fortress could they survive.

Perhaps it was because of the noble status and title, and huge wealth, as Ryan mentioned.

Perhaps, it was just because they stood here, and the orcs came with bloody murderous intentions.

"Kill them!"

Deafening roars resounded across the Xiangshan Plain. The orcs launched an attack and raised their ladders. Even more terrifying were the Black Goat Warriors, who, while running wildly, stepped on the 90-degree sunken gaps in the city wall. Those places were very small, some might be only as big as a human finger, and so deep, but the Black Goat Warriors, holding scimitars, stepped on them as if they were walking on flat ground. They had cruel, blood-red eyes, staring at the human army above their heads like demons.

What greeted them were sharp arrows in the hands of more than 900 knights. The powerful force of the arrows pierced through their bodies. The force of inertia carried these orc warriors off the fortress wall and fell heavily to the ground.

They could run wildly on the city walls, but when they fell freely, most of the Black Goat Man warriors were still unable to adjust their balance after losing blood and being pierced by metal. They would hit the ground and would never survive.

Secondly, thousands of soldiers were also dumping grease, which would of course be stored in the fortress.

The slippery grease caused the orc warrior to lose his footing and fall. This scene made the Black Goat Chieftain in the distance angry. He rushed out and killed Ryan in the sky.

"Human, I will be cruel..."

"Okay, that's all I say. Isn't there anything new?"

Ryan shouted coldly, interrupting the other party, then swung out with the legendary longsword in his hand. An inexplicable force surged from the longsword. Ryan felt that his strength had increased several times in this instant, and the flames that were slashed out enveloped the Black Goat Man Chieftain. The latter had no speed to dodge at all. The two scimitars chopped, still causing the scorching flames to burn his dense black hair.

The Black Goat Man Chieftain was even more violent, with mysterious lines flowing in his blood-red eyes. Ryan landed on the fortress. Compared to being in the sky where all he could do was swing the knight's sword, he was much more powerful when he was down to earth.

Stepping on the stone floor, Ryan rushed out without saying a word. At this moment, the Black Goat Man Chief also fell from the sky, swinging his scimitar and slashing down with great force.

The moment the two collided, Ryan's face flushed and blood covered his face. The huge force caused cracks to appear on the stone slab under his feet. This was the floor of the fortress wall with magical secret patterns.

But the Black Goat Man Chieftain was equally shocked. The human in front of him exuded too much amazing power, and most importantly, the knight's longsword actually cut two small gaps in his scimitar during the collision.

The black and red air waves spread out with Ryan and the Black Goat Man Chieftain as the center, and the strong wind they created caused the surrounding soldiers to fly out and fall.

"do not come!"

Ryan shouted coldly and stopped Brand who was rushing over. This was his battle, and there were many Black Goat Warriors who were comparable to Golden Knights or even Sky Knights attacking outside. Brand must become the second flag in the war and block those Orc warriors.

He suddenly raised his head, and flames were burning on Ryan's body, and then the mithril armor was also covered with flames. A low dragon roar sounded from Ryan's throat, and the majesty it brought made the Black Goat Man Chief lose his mind for a moment. Then the power of the Heroic Crown on his head exploded, and the Heroic Spirit Goncalves appeared, swung his sword and slashed at the Black Goat Man Chief.

However, he had already expended too much of his strength on Ryan, so the sword was not very powerful. The black goat chieftain, who was chopped away by a golden sword light, rolled on the ground under the fortress wall, hit dozens of orcs, and then climbed up.

A blood scar deep enough to see the bone was exposed on his back shoulder, and a low roar came from his mouth. The surrounding black goat men became agitated. Black air currents surrounded the black goat men's bodies. A tall black goat man's phantom appeared and bit towards the chief's wound.

A painful roar sounded, and the eyes of the Black Goat Man Chieftain turned dark red. He then ran wildly on the ground, stomping on the fortress walls and rushing upwards in a circle. The black oil on top had no effect on him.

"Human, you have succeeded in irritating me."

"Take on the power of the devil!"

Black gas emanated from the two scimitars. The speed of the Black Goat Man Chieftain was more than twice as fast as before. Even Ryan could only stand in place and keep turning his body. Only at the last moment could he react and raise his sword to block the scimitar that quickly appeared in the black fog.

The heroic spirit Gonçalves found the right opportunity to kill the Black Goat Man Chieftain, but the Black Goat Man, with black mist all over his body, kept distancing himself from him.

Gradually, flames filled the depths of Ryan's pupils, and he seemed a little annoyed by this passive scene. At the moment of blocking another scimitar attack, he thrust the knight's sword in his hand into the ground.

In an instant, the air became scorching hot, and raging flames spread in all directions with him as the center like a giant wolf.

The indiscriminate force forced the Black Goat Man Chieftain to the ground, and Ryan charged towards him quickly with the sword in one hand.

The charred Black Goat Man Chieftain swung both swords at the same time. The moment one scimitar fell, Ryan reached deep into his palm. A low roar of a stag appeared on his palm covered with mithril armor. He grasped the scimitar tightly. The next moment, the knight's sword pointed forward painfully. His eyes met the eyes of the Black Goat Man Chieftain at a close distance of no more than the width of his palm.

The madness in his eyes is no less than that of the orc chieftain in front of him. The scimitar falls and the long sword stabs out. Who has more courage?

Facts proved that both kings had the courage to win when they met in a narrow road. The Black Goat Chief did not retract his scimitar to fight against the knight's sword, and Ryan did not care about the sharp scimitar that fell on his shoulder.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

The horrified energy and blood spread heavily, and Ryan's amber sword pierced through the black goat chieftain's shoulder. The scimitar fell, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the cracks in the mithril armor.

Shock was also revealed in the gray eyes of the Black Goat Man Chief. He didn't understand at first why this human dared to do this, because the physique of orcs was far superior to that of humans. He dared because he felt that he would not die, but what about the human noble in front of him?
The moment the scimitar tore open the magical patterns on the mithril armor, then cut through the hardness of the armor itself and landed on the body of the human noble, the Black Goat Man Chieftain understood.

The opponent's flesh and blood was stronger than his own, and the strange thing was that the moment his scimitar tore open the flesh and blood, his soul suffered an extremely terrible impact. He felt a stag rushing towards him at the speed of light from a long distance. He saw a bear roaring at him with thunder. He also saw the hounds biting him and saw his blood flowing from the wolf's bloody mouth.

The soul was shocked, and the Black Goat Man Chieftain lost control of his body at that moment.

In Ryan's hand, the amber sword burned, and the dragon's flames pierced the orc chief's abdomen, and then the even more ferocious flames ignited the opponent's whole body.

boom--

In the pillar of flames that shot up into the sky, the Black Goat Man Chieftain, this powerful sanctuary, was reduced to ashes.

(End of this chapter)