On the battlefield, things are not so calm. Even if they are struggling in blood and mud, the soldiers must try their best to avoid being hurt by Warthog Orcs.
Orcs If the powerful force really falls, it will not only break the bones but also bleed from the mouth and nose.
"These Orcs are really too weak!"
Borgeld said dissatisfied, and then pulled out the long sword from a Orcs. The Volibear beside him roared and threw away several Orcss, roaring unscrupulously on the battlefield.
Facing tens of thousands of human enemies, Warthog Orcs also fled in panic after a brief resistance.
"We will help all the nobles who have lost their territories to regain theirs!"
Ryan called the nobles in Legion of Light Judgment and asked them to lead the army to clean up the invaded territories.
"In those territories, the wealth belongs to the nobles who lost their territories, and to us who helped them regain their territories."
Ryan said this, the nobles' eyes lit up, and they rushed out with the soldiers.
"They won't be too kind."
The nobles were cruel to the civilians and slaves in their territories, and tried their best to exploit their wealth and labor force.
What's more, it's someone else's territory, someone else's people, someone else's wealth now?
Fidel can see clearly that he is the successor of the earl and an excellent candidate for nobility.
But Ryan can also see it.
"Mr. Fidel, do you think our arrival is just?"
Ryan suddenly asked an inappropriate question.
"Nobility never has absolute justice, only absolute interests."
Fidel said this and took a deep breath. He was right. On the outside, the nobles are all glamorous, but inside, except for the original nobles who snatched the living conditions of mankind from the aliens, no one can say that they are righteous.
The struggle between interests and power runs through the lives of nobles, and also writes the history of the entire human race. After reading through the history books, it is just the word "right".
"So, of course they won't be merciful, and I won't be merciful either."
Ryan said this. He knew that he could not be the legendary saint. Compassion for others was not something he had. Maybe he didn't have it in the first place. Maybe he didn't have such emotions as a humanoid Dragons larvae.
If he were a slave and a commoner, he would find ways to change his life. If he were a noble, he would also solve problems as a standard noble.
Rights, this may also be his life and his history.
On the fan-shaped land battlefield, the area of Warthog Orcs was continuously compressed. The army of the Empire, the army of the nobles, and the army of the Church forced thousands of Orcs from three directions to retreat to the royal city and in front of Hernan.
"The brilliance of the Lord will lead you back to the land of Dawn. The brilliance of Dawn will eliminate all traces left by Dispel evil Orcs. He will return you a peaceful and holy world."
"Praise my Lord."
"May Dawn lead you into Eternal Kingdom of Heaven."
"Every devout believer's prayer to our Lord will be answered by Him."
The monks of Dawn are walking on the broken land. The wailing people here look at the holy monks and nuns and can't help but yearn for the world they talk about.
On the other hand, the nobles of the kingdom are much more realistic.
"We helped you regain the territory, but not for free. I need 500 people and 10,000 Gold Coin."
The nobles opened their mouths, and the nobles who had lost their land had to hold their noses and admit that they only wanted to get back their own territory and wealth. As for everyone else, it was a price.
"For the honor of the family."
The nobles comforted themselves in such low voices, even if those nobles opened their mouths, they would accept it.
A nobleman without land is nothing.
On Ryan's side, it is also a similar plot, but he mixed a lot of private goods into it.
"The great and immortal God of Light is watching us, and our devout faith will wait for the brilliance of the light."
Ryan's words cannot bury the anger and unwillingness of the nobles.
"Baron Ryan, although our territory has been taken back, all our wealth has been plundered!"
"You Empire nobles have no aristocratic manners, and you shamelessly plunder our wealth!"
"Is there such a thing?"
Ryan was extremely surprised, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said:
"Empire's nobles helped you take back the land, and it's appropriate to get some reward."
"We don't mind them taking some Gold Coin as payment, but your nobles even took away my carpet!"
"My castle is now nothing but stones, stones, stones!"
"So what do you want to do?"
Ryan frowned. He said that he was not qualified to preach to the nobles about this kind of thing. He was just Baron.
"We need to get our property back, at least... half of it."
The nobles expressed that they want to get their wealth back through Baron Ryan.
"I will offend the nobles of the Empire, and I have done nothing."
Ryan said that in the end, under the insistence of the nobles, he relented and took out some contracts.
"What is this?"
"We have made an agreement to jointly fight Northlands. I, Baron Ryan, you may not know that my territory is in Northern Lands. Frozen Earth Territory, which is covered by wind and snow for more than eight months of the year, is my territory."
Hearing Ryan's words, the nobles couldn't help but open their eyes wide. Is there such a miserable territory?
"The agreement in this contract will explain that if I or each of our nobles encounters the disaster of the Northlands cold wind, we will help each other, such as in terms of supplies."
"Of course, this is not free. If I need firewood, I need to pay you money. Of course, considering the friendship this contract brings and the unique agreement between us, you cannot sell it to me at a price that exceeds the market price and costs too much."
"Under the witness of the contract, we will conclude the friendship between nobles just like our ancestors."
"We will be loyal to each other."
Ryan said solemnly. Looking at his appearance, the nobles were a little surprised, but gradually, their expressions became serious and they put the badges on their chests.
"We will be loyal to each other and fight the cold of Northlands together. The ancient glory will bear witness to our friendship."
Agreements between nobles are never a simple matter. There are even successors who dedicate themselves to the promises made by their ancestors during their lifetime as nobles.
This depends on the status of that ancestor in the genealogy, the honor of the nobles, and whether the inheritance from the blood is heavy.
"Perhaps our agreement and friendship are insignificant in the world and fleeting in human history, but I believe that the sky witnesses our present, and time will pass to the future. The immortal and great light will prove that our light can illuminate the dark night sky like the stars."
Ryan put his palm on his chest, and the badge with Rhino Horn Mountain was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the nobles present.
"The Chamber of Commerce of the Empire has arrived at Northwind Province. I know that your territory has suffered heavy losses, but the land you own is a source of confidence that cannot be replaced by others. If you are willing, I can help you cross Griffin Mountains of the Sera Kingdom and sell your resources to the Chamber of Commerce of the Empire at double the previous price."
"At the same time, I hope I can lease an acre of land in your territory. The first period is three years."
"I will pay one thousand Gold Coin as the rental fee, because I want to plant magic crops in your territory. As Andara Kingdom, you may not know that there are countless magic Mages in number and research within the Empire."
"Some precious magic crops can often be traded for Gold Coin."
"I promise to borrow suitable land within three years to plant these magic potions that will have no side effects. After three years, I can give you the magic potion seeds for free."
"If our war goes well, I believe that there will be many magic Magess in the Andara Kingdom. Even if your crops cannot be sold to the Empire by then, believe me and your own vision. No one will think that the value of magic crops will be reduced. Which of those demons Mages is not a big spender of gold and silver?"
The nobles opened their eyes wide, some in disbelief.
"Really renting one acre of land for one thousand Gold Coin? Not buying it?"
"Land is precious. Let alone an acre, even a piece of land the size of a footprint under your feet is priceless in my opinion."
"Our ancestors swore to defend the land under our feet to the death. They never did it for us, the descendants, to trade, right?"
The nobles lowered their heads in guilt. They had actually lost their land.
"Can one acre of land and three years really help you recover the cost of a thousand Gold Coin?"
There are still nobles who are suspicious, of course, they can calculate the difference, a thousand Gold Coin is never a small number.
"I can't guarantee that."
Ryan shook his head and said, and then he pointed to the contracts that were reserved as inheritance from the nobles.
"But we had an agreement, didn't we? The Sun in heaven will Eternity witness our friendship. I, my heirs, and all of the Ryan Family are loyal to each other."
"I planted those magic potions to fight against the natural disaster of Northlands."
"If the trust between us needs a start, let it start with me, Ryan·Clayton."
Ryan burst out laughing.
"There is no need for you to save money for me. This time I lead Empire's army to the kingdom. Not to mention making a lot of money, I think it will not be less than one hundred thousand Gold Coin, right?"
He took out the IOU from Adams, and the nobles were immediately envious.
"After I go back, I still have to find Grand Cathedral of Light to pay me. After all, we are all believers of the great God of Light now."
Ryan's voice made the nobles laugh, and the two sides initially established trust.
"Praise the light."
The nobles said this, and the place was filled with strong belief in God of Light.
One thousand Gold Coin, renting land, and growing potions cannot be regarded as Ryan's political purpose in the end.
The purpose of financial ties is to tie these nobles to his side. With many people and many friends, he Ryan is naturally invincible.
The soldiers approaching the city were a scene they had dreamed of for countless nights, but no soldiers could have thought that one day the trees they would be approaching would be the royal city surrounding a kingdom.
Ryan rode a war horse to patrol his legion. Some soldiers were cutting down trees and rocks in the distance to build siege equipment.
There was a tense situation under the royal city, but it was not between the human soldiers and Warthog Orcs.
But Legion of Light Judgment for the Empire and Holy Guard Legion for the Church.
The name Legion of Light Judgment and the logo of the Florian Empire obviously stimulated Pastor Soto of the Church, and even the believers of Dawn were staring at the army of the Empire.
The emergence of light is shaking the foundation of Dawn no matter what.
The Church wished Empire would die immediately. Even on such a battlefield, Church of Dawn was still hostile to the Empire's army.
Seeing this scene, watching the Holy Radiance surging over there, and the spectacular and eye-catching Holy Guard Legion, to be honest, he admitted that Church of Dawn was the leader in packaging himself.
He was riding a war horse, and Mithril wore a mighty cloak on the back of his armor. The cloak came from a viscount family. His ancestors had been rewarded by Deities in Pan-Planar War. He gave the cloak blessed by Deities to Ryan.
He was outstanding and high-spirited, running wildly among the legions, attracting tens of thousands of soldiers to stare at this Northlands Baron.
"It seems that our friends at Dawn don't like us very much."
Ryan roared loudly, his voice echoed in the sky of the battlefield, Cloud Sea was flowing, and his voice kept echoing.
"Tell them! You are soldiers of the Empire!"
"Tell them! Faith of Light is flowing in your blood!"
"Tell them! The lowly will not be afraid of any war!"
"Tell them—"
Ryan pulled out his own Knight's Greatsword. The sharp metal changes across the scabbard. Sparks flew out from the harsh sound. A fiery snake ignited the long sword until Holy Guard Legion and Pastor Soto were in the distance.
"We will be victorious!"
Ryan's voice roared on the battlefield. Thousands of soldiers looked at his back feverishly and subconsciously called out.
"Wan Sheng!!!"
"Wan Sheng!!!"
"Wan Sheng!!!"
The boiling heat wave Dispel swept over the empty Cloud Sea. Every soldier looked at Ryan with enthusiasm. They shouted selflessly, regardless of the need to conserve physical strength for the war that was just around the corner.
Even the soldiers of the kingdom were being exaggerated in the rich atmosphere at this moment, and they couldn't help but join in.
"What is an army! What is a warrior!"
"Tell them! What kind of warriors you are!"
"Tell the hypocrites of the Church that warriors who believe in light fear death and also praise light!"
Ryan roared loudly, his voice was as majestic as Dragons, and it lingered under the royal city for a long time.
The soldiers behind them quietly put their palms into their arms, and they took out the silver coins that Baron Ryan had given to each of them.
A soldier threw the silver coins heavily into the sky. The silver coins reflected sharp light under the sunlight.
So the next moment, thousands of silver coins were thrown into the sky. The silver light they reflected pierced the haze of the battlefield at this moment. They forgot the importance of money. They just stared feverishly at the commander wearing silver-white armor and a blood-red cloak.
"Soldiers!"
Ryan's voice made tens of thousands of soldiers behind him nervous, excited, and fanatical.
Ryan waved his long sword and pointed from the sky on this side to the royal city ahead. Then in an instant, the Sun in the sky flashed his own Radiance, and a dazzling golden light fell from the sky like a sharp sword. It pierced Cloud Sea and penetrated the sky above Ryan. The golden sword followed Ryan's guidance and cut off the wall leading to the Andara Kingdom royal city. A huge gap of more than a hundred meters appeared.
"Attack!!!"
Boom!!!
Flag hunting, the flag belonging to the Empire, the battle flag belonging to Legion of Light Judgment, the flags belonging to the Northwind Province nobles and Andara Kingdom nobles are fluttering in front of the royal city. There is no strong wind in the sky at this moment, but they are still ringing because the soldiers are charging with all their strength, running wildly on the earth, letting the flags continue to talk about the glory and glory they carry.
Commander Ryan, wearing a silver armor cloak, charged at the forefront. He rode alone across the vast land and trampled on the broken ruins of the city wall.
In front are thousands of Orc Warrior and Twilight Kin. They are the real army of Hernan and the real warriors of Warthog Orcs. As for those crooked melons and cracked jujubes killed before, they were just Orcs civilians with fierce looks.
"Humans..."
Orc Warrior roared, they were silent in the ruins of the streets and alleys, they flew in Sky-rank, and they stared at the human noble knight who appeared in front of them.
Ryan lifted up his visor, and his delicate face smiled slightly at this moment.
"Heretics, I bring the light of judgment!"
"Meet the judgment."
Rumble——
The tremor of the earth was far more terrifying than imagined. Ryan stood there. The moment he re-covered his mask, the ferocious Rampaging Elephant behind him broke through the already crumbling wall of the royal city. They let out a harsh roar and killed the Twilight soldiers in front of them desperately.
Legion Commander Farrell's eyes are red. He wants to obtain the gift of Legendary. He wants to be promoted to the most extreme realm under Deities. He wants to gain the power to witness history and change the world!
"Kill!"
Rampaging Elephant is furious, and Orc Warrior is not to be outdone. They are Twilight Kin, slaves of Surtr. They can bite Feather Dragon flying in the sky, and dare to charge against Rampaging Elephant, the overlord of the Mainland.
Countless Orc Warrior and thousands of Rampaging Elephant collided together. This was a scene of pure blood and flesh. Orcs's fangs tore apart Rampaging Elephant's thick skin, and the weapons all over Rampaging Elephant also tore Orcs to pieces.
This is a bloody slaughterhouse, and the war is far from starting because the troops behind Ryan have already arrived.
"Damn Orcs, kill them all!"