Snow, in the world of Northlands, has never been a beautiful word.
The people of Northlands call it the saliva of death.
They will bring disciples to Death in their sleep.
When Ryan handed over the fruits of victory and their soldiers to the nobles of Zero Crossing City and Zero Crossing Prefecture, the flying snow in the sky was faster than the falling leaves.
"This heavy snow has been falling for ten days, and it has finally subsided. Many people will definitely die this winter."
The nobles present were a little worried. Even they, in the past few days, had distributed some supplies to slaves and civilians in the territory in the form of rewards or loans, in an attempt to reduce the number of deaths in their territory.
Ryan did not stay too long. He took more than 500 of his soldiers to Frozen Earth Territory. After experiencing the baptism of another war, the spirit and spirit of these soldiers have changed greatly. Even the dozens of logistics reserve soldiers have a different mental outlook.
The march speed became faster because there was no encumbrance. Ryan had to do this because it had been snowing heavily for ten days. The mountain road leading to Frozen Earth Territory was not known to be walkable.
When crossing the hard the Swamp and stepping onto the Mountain Forest, the problem Ryan was worried about still appeared.
"Everyone, cut the ropes, tie them to the soles of your shoes, and take off your armor."
"Five people are exploring the road in front and clearing the snow, and the people behind are tied to them with ropes!"
Ryan was shouting, and the soldiers began to clear the road that had been opened in the thick snow.
Wow!
The soldier cleaning up at the front didn't pay attention and slid down the low slope next to him. Fortunately, there were ten or twenty people behind him who pulled the rope hard, but this way the soldier had no more energy to clean up the snow, so he was replaced by a knight from behind.
"Hurry up, we must return to Frozen Earth Territory within one day!"
After more than 500 people, almost all exhausted, they finally returned to the territory without losing anyone.
"Everyone gets half a pound more meat."
Ryan also left a reward. He was also afraid that these attendants would become seriously ill because of clearing the snow.
The return of Ryan finally gave the people of Frozen Earth Territory a backbone. Fortunately, the territory of more than 20,000 people did not panic because of the heavy snow.
After all, most of these people come from Aixnier. In that world, heavy snowfall and snow cover all year round are much worse than here.
Even without Old Steward's instructions, the civilians had already begun to clear the snow in the territory. To the north of Rhino Horn Mountain, on the glacier that had been frozen for an unknown number of years, piles of Snow Mountain were piled up.
"Why is no one clearing the plowed fields on the mountain?"
Standing on Rhino Horn Mountain, the sky was finally clear of flying snow. Ryan asked angrily.
"It has been covered with snow all winter, and the land will turn into frozen soil next spring. How can we grow food?"
"Go and arrange for someone to clear the snow, and then spread Ash on the soil, at least one layer, otherwise our efforts for the whole year will be in vain."
Old Steward left with some fear, but was stopped by Ryan.
"Let Bilder go, you should enjoy it."
Returning to Ryan from Frozen Earth Territory, we can already see that Old Steward's body is rickety.
People in this world seem to grow very fast when they grow old. Obviously more than a year ago, Old Steward was still Apprentice Knight who could fight, but now he is dying and even walking is a problem.
Soon, a large number of civilians and serfs appeared in the fields on the distant mountains, but after that, Ryan still sent soldiers to patrol.
Under the heavy snow, the wild beasts in the mountains are also starting to get anxious. They want to prepare food for themselves for the winter.
In just half a month, Ryan's soldiers acted as hunters and brought back a lot of meat, including more than a dozen first-order Magical Beast.
"There are more than 23,000 people, can our food last?"
Ryan is extremely lucky that in the past time, he has been preparing food like crazy.
Behind him, Bilder, who had officially succeeded Old Steward, replied respectfully:
"Master, our food can last until January next year."
"It's just that... those mud-legged people owe you a lot."
Bilder is a little confused, because Frozen Earth Territory's development, house, land, firewood, wood, the master did not collect a single copper coin from those mud-legged people. He just said that he owed it first. He owed so much, how could those mud-legged people pay back.
"Don't worry, sir, I make much more than you think."
For Ryan, if the world didn't go too far, he could even announce that all the debts of his people would be cancelled.
Population is always greater than money here at Ryan.
As long as it develops smoothly, the wealth that tens of thousands of people like Frozen Earth Territory can produce can make up for all Ryan's costs in one year.
"In January next year, if we go hunting in the mountains and pick wild vegetables and fruits during this time, we should be able to survive this winter."
After thinking about it, Ryan still feels that it is not very safe.
"Tell Firewood Street that in the next ten days, they will cut down the firewood trees on the southern mountain at will for one copper coin, but the price they sell to others cannot exceed five copper coins."
"Whoever dares to violate the prohibition will become a slave, and others will take over his house and firewood shop!"
Frozen Earth Territory became lively, and a large number of civilians began to go into the mountains to cut firewood.
Even so, Ryan still felt it was not enough, so he glanced at his Spirituality Panel.
[Spirituality: 13909]
[Divinity: Deer Spirit Blessing]
He can feel that he has been able to open the new Planar Gate again. It is no longer Aixnier, but a brand new world of dimensions.
"Maybe there will be food in the new world."
Ryan thought so, but he didn't open it immediately. Frozen Earth Territory was very busy these days, and he needed to see that there would be no trouble in his territory.
At the end of October and the beginning of November, heavy snow finally came again.
Almost from this day on, the people of Frozen Earth Territory stopped all activities and began to rely on the work they could do at home. Since Frozen Earth Territory currently does not have so many production conditions, the work is also limited. For most people, winter time has become the only time to enjoy themselves.
Ryan is happy to see this picture, because it will bring more newborns to his territory next year.
Even for this reason, he also invested money to complete several planned taverns in advance. Except for the lack of wine, he lacked everything.
The people from Aixnier are born to tell stories. Although they don't have any wine, their stories made the pub popular in just a few days.
Ryan handed over the tavern business to Baronet Azur to help him manage it, which made Lordship ecstatic.
While Frozen Earth Territory had quickly adapted to the heavy snow, Northwind Province also completely stopped all wars. Even Count Weiss had to retreat in this weather. The war between the counts stalled in the cold winter, and Northwind Province fell into complete silence.
On this day, Ryan finally summoned hundreds of attendants. One hundred and one of them, including Brandt, stepped into the brand new Planar Gate.
The flying snow at Frozen Earth Territory made the body feel chilly. The moment it passed Planar Gate, the completely different warm and cold wind made Ryan feel a little uncomfortable.
"There's actually no snow here."
Ryan looked at the green grassland with frost under his feet in shock. Then he raised his head and looked into the distance. The endless grassland was there.