Throne of the North.

Chapter 414 Fire! Fire! Fire! The Horn of Attack

The knight stroked the horse under him with one hand to comfort the horse. He could feel the fear shown by the horse.
As for the other hand, holding the source of the warhorse's fear, the blazing torch was crackling, and it was obvious that the quality of the torch was not that good.

As a result, a lot of grease and burning liquid dripped onto the ground, and the soil was unable to extinguish it.

"Remember, don't rush in. If you get caught in the werewolf army, you will surely die."

"Which team makes a mistake? The centurion will be punished!"

Ryan turned around and shouted harshly. The knights behind him clenched their fists and smashed their chests, making a clear and heavy metal collision sound.

"Now, let us witness the victory of the war."

"Follow your wishes."

Thousands of cavalrymen cannot charge together. Not to mention where such a large cavalry corps is charging to, the oilcloths on the horses' tails will make the cavalry's charge extremely troublesome.

Ryan poured the last drop of water in the kettle onto the horse's tail and set the oilcloth on fire. Even a horse king like Winter became anxious after feeling the burning heat behind his butt.

"charge!"

Ryan was accompanied by three hundred knight attendants. His group was the largest among the thousands of cavalrymen. When the flames burned, the war horses galloped wildly on the ground, and the blazing path attracted a lot of attention.

Ryan didn't care about that and led the knights towards the battlefield between werewolves and demons.

He did not charge straight into the battlefield. Cavalry must not charge in, otherwise both the horses and the men would be killed by werewolves or demons. There would be no third ending.

Circling the edge of the battlefield, the flame in Ryan's palm turned into a long sword and slashed at the werewolf in front of him. A hole was torn in the werewolf army, and then the surrounding werewolves were knocked away by the terrifying charge of the war horses.

They wanted to get up, but had no chance as the iron hooves trampled on them and the knights on them stabbed their lances into the werewolves' bodies.

"Smash!"

Ryan first smashed a wooden oil bottle. The attacking weapon made the werewolf instinctively wave his claws and tear the oil bottle open. Before he could react to the pungent smell, the human warhorse had already rushed past him.

The warhorse rushed out, but left a tiny spark behind it, which fell on the dark liquid.

"The burning point is not enough..."

Ryan turned his head, then drew the beast bow on the horse's back, bent the bow and pulled the arrow. There was a flame burning on the tip of the arrow. This was the flame transformed from the knight's fighting spirit. It instantly passed through the ground for dozens of meters and landed on the werewolf who was bathed in black oil.

"what!!!"

As soon as the first flame starts, the rest will be drawn in. The flames illuminate the earth in an instant. Hundreds of werewolves wailed and ran around like headless flies. At this moment, they could not care about the orders of the clan leader, nor could they capture the surrounding environment.

"Don't let them get outside!"

Ryan kept pulling the beast bow in his hand. This was the strength of the Stag Legion. They could be powerful infantry, cavalry, archers, and also mounted archers.

Each of the skills they mastered would require other knights to spend years of dedicated training to achieve.

Arrows shot and killed those werewolves that ran outside, forcing them to run towards the center of the battlefield, where more werewolves existed.

On the battlefield, dozens of huge fires lit up, and the burning flames seemed to surround the battlefield of werewolves and demons from all directions. The galloping cavalry made it impossible for any enemy to catch up with them, and the ground trampled by their iron hooves left behind trails of flames.

"Find the leaders of those clans."

"Kill them!"

Ryan's first words were addressed to Egil, who followed behind him.

His second words were addressed to Brunamigis the Fox, a man of Gam who possessed unimaginable archery skills, just as jaw-dropping as Brock's craftsmanship, especially after he had completely embarked on the path of extraordinary sublimation.

The people of Gam and the people of Fenrir have to cooperate at this moment. Ryan doesn't know the result, but now he has no choice.

"Disrupt the werewolf war."

“This is the only chance to win.”

As Ryan finished speaking, Egil howled and three white wolves appeared around him. He heard Ryan's words, but only heard what Ryan said to him.

After discovering the leaders of the werewolf clans, Egil rushed out directly, got off his horse, sat astride the white wolf, rushed into the army of tens of thousands of werewolves, and killed the clan leaders wildly.

On the other side, when the fox-skinned Brunimigis closed his eyes and opened them again, all the sounds around him seemed to disappear. He looked at the densely packed werewolves on the battlefield. The arrow in his hand drew a graceful arc, pierced through a werewolf, and nailed another tall werewolf to the ground.

Egil turned his head frantically, then looked back and cut off the werewolf's head.

……

For a whole hour, thousands of cavalrymen ran across the battlefield with blazing flames, shuttling through the chaotic and muddy land, completely disrupting the werewolves' rhythm.

The werewolves, who were unable to wage war smoothly, were gradually dragged into despair by the demon minions of the abyss. As Count Sauron could see, the fearless demon minions were even more cruel than the werewolves, and they fought with the werewolves with a desire for destruction.

Without orders, the werewolves could only fight on their own. They could not feel anything, but from the overall perspective of the war, the werewolves here were gradually losing the upper hand. After all, those human cavalry in the distance were still harassing them.

The cavalrymen gradually gathered together and cut off part of the horses' tails with their swords. The oilcloth had been burning for a long time, and if it continued to burn, the horses' buttocks would be burned.

They paused in the distance of the battlefield, the heavy breathing of the horses beneath them sounded the same as the fiery red sky ahead.

Ryan raised the beast bow in his hand, and the burning arrow flew across the sky a thousand meters high and hit the center of the werewolf army. In an instant, the black oil in hundreds of oil bottles piled up there was ignited, and the flames that shot up into the sky emitted a brilliance that rivaled the sun. The boiling flames swept in all directions, and hundreds of werewolves fled in fear.

Beside them, knights such as Brand also drew their beast bows, and flaming arrows kept falling. Due to the distance, the arrows had limited lethality to werewolves, but the subsequent flames that burned on the ground terrified countless werewolves.

Putting down the beast bow, Ryan placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes filled with unknown thoughts.

"The werewolves are on the rout."

Viscount Hogg was extremely excited. The power of werewolves had long been deeply rooted in people's minds, but now they had actually defeated a group of werewolves. On this terrible battlefield, he saw countless werewolves die, and he also saw that the living werewolves were afraid of the power of humans and were fleeing.

"This is not the end of the war."

Ryan looked further away. Where were they now?
In Earl Winter's Canyon, several thousand meters outside Earl Winter's territory.

However, before they arrived, the werewolves had already defeated Count Winter's defenses and entered the earldom.

The war at this moment is just to reopen a gap and expose the only way to everyone. It can be said that it is filling the gap left by the failure of Count Winter's previous defense line.

boom! ! ! !

The flames brought a loud explosion, followed by a second one.

Ryan looked toward the distant mountains, where magical light was flickering.

"Magic crystal cannon, has such a long range?"

The roars in the ears made the earth shake, and Earl Winter finally responded. However, the casualties caused by the magic crystal cannon to the werewolves made the Silver Moon Werewolf King furious.

High on the mountain, the fluttering flags represented the Silver Moon Royal Court. The Silver Moon Werewolf King Hati let out a bloodthirsty roar in the direction of the magic crystal cannons, and then thousands of werewolves rushed towards the mountain where the magic crystal cannons were.

Then, Hati looked to the other side of the canyon, where there was raging fire.

"Shameless human! Damn nobles, I will kill you all and let your blood flow in the Holy Grail forever!"

Hati howled angrily, and the next moment, under his command, more werewolves turned around and attacked the human army that was supporting them. Looking back at the Mage Tower in the void, Hati cursed unwillingly.

"Woman, I will definitely break your damn shell!"

The space magician's methods were too strange, so Hati didn't want to take action. Later, after he took action, he found that the void in this noble territory had already been filled with dense magic arrays arranged by that woman.

How long had he been here? And how long had that woman occupied the void of this land as the Countess of Winter?
Thirty years!
Countess Winter's thirty years of hard work have made the earldom unbreakable. Even the legendary werewolf king Hati cannot let thirty years of hard work go to waste in such a short period of time.

But now is not the time to be ruthless. Hati needs to deal with the human army and the human soldiers who are covered by the power of the abyss. Hati is sure that humans a hundred years ago would never dare to play like this. A hundred years later, they actually dared to let the power of the abyss appear openly in the war.

damn it!
Ouch——

The sound of wolf howls came from all directions, and Ryan looked towards the direction of the canyon.

"Let Count Sauron give the order for the Dragonblood Warrior Legion to retreat."

He looked to the other side.

"The power of the abyss will go there."

He gazed into the abyss, and was therefore also marked by it. Somehow, he could sense that the army of demon followers was advancing towards that direction. If the Dragon Blood Warrior Corps did not retreat, they would most likely be drawn into it.

"What is he doing? He was the one who ordered the attack, but now he wants to retreat!?"

Count Sauron was somewhat unwilling. The price the Dragonblood Warrior Legion paid to advance to its current position was not small.

Now we have to go back to the starting point?
"Lord Ryan means that in the previous war, your army needed to block the werewolf reinforcements, but now it is no longer necessary."

The knight said this, and after Earl Sauron's chest rose and fell for a while, he continued:
"Okay, I get it. Tell Ryan that if this war cannot be won, I will definitely settle the score with him!"

"Lord Ryan will never fail."

……

"We must not lose this war."

In the frozen land, on the Rhino Horn Mountain, Avril and Bogold are together.

The girl was a little worried and a little irritable.

Well, two girls, but Bogeld doesn't look so gentle.

"Since you can't lose, why don't you want me to go with you?"

Bogold was very dissatisfied. After the war in the Frozen Territory ended, she was not allowed to go to the war in the south.

"The Armored Bears suffered too much loss. You will not be able to participate in the rest of the war."

Avril said this. When she heard that Bogold had led the Armored Bear Legion into a deadly battle with the werewolves from beginning to end, she still admired this legion commander.

But Ryan told her the price behind the glory, which was that the Armored Bear Legion lost more than half of its members. Either the Armored Bear Legion died and the men lived, or the men died and the Armored Bear Legion lived. However, for this extraordinary legion's special extraordinary path, the death of any party would be an irreparable loss.

Whether it is a bear or a human, all extraordinary futures may be cut off.

Previously in the Andara Kingdom, the Holy See’s Feathered Dragon Legion suffered heavy losses, and was directly ordered by the Pope to return to the Holy Mountain for recuperation, so as to prevent this extraordinary legion from becoming the dust of history.

The Armored Bear Legion is now facing the same problem.

"Then I can go there by myself."

Bogeld said unconvincedly that she longed to participate in the war over there so that she could live in war forever.

"You have to understand that you are not just one person. The Armored Bear Corps is a part of you."

Avril said softly:

"Besides, there are suddenly so many more people in the Frozen Territory now, and we still need your help. Birki's people need time to adapt to life in the Frozen Territory."

Bogeld fell silent. Before Ryan left, many of Birki's people came to the Frozen Territory from another world, and once they came, they would never go back.

"The snow and wind froze half of the lake north of Birki. Population pressure will bring many problems and conflicts that you will need to resolve."

"I plan to build villages and towns around the North Gal Lake. What do you think?"

"The armored bears like it there."

Avril said that the lake that can be seen from Rhino Horn Mountain is very big, very big, and can accommodate a lot of people around it.

"You just decide."

Bogeld had no suggestions on this matter, but he couldn't help but ask hesitantly.

"After the sword is put back, can the frozen lake in Birki be unfrozen?"

“Will it become a hot spring?”

Avril lowered her head, then shook it.

"He said no, and if he could, he couldn't take the sword with him."

"The power left by the Frost Lord can no longer support the entire world."

Bogold said nothing more, and only spoke after a long while.

"I've been to the world of Fenrir and Gam. It's very cold, colder than Birki, a different kind of cold. It's dead, and perhaps even history won't remember it."

Avril thought for a moment and then said:

"I have nothing to do during this period. In this case, how about we write a history book?"

“To remember my hometown which is vague in my memory.”

Bogard nodded, then stood up and left.

"Then I will go find the priest. I don't know the history of Bilki."

"it is good."

Avril breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still worry between her brows.

"Can he win?"

"The power of the Frost Lord will never fail in any war. Even if it costs everything to make the enemy fail, the Frost Lord will do it without hesitation."

"He never lost either."

Bogold's back left a message.

(End of this chapter)