"What? Baron Ryan took back Fragrant Mountain Plains?"
The nobles were still in dire straits when they suddenly received the news of this depth bomb.
They looked to the north in shock, wondering why Ryan took back Fragrant Mountain Plains so easily.
"Orcs has gone south. They will not stay in the fortress. Yes, that's it. Orcs entered Northwind Province. Baron Ryan will not encounter many Orcs in Fragrant Mountain Plains."
Count Soron figured out the key, but he didn't understand it.
"But what's the point? Orcs has already invaded Northwind Province. What's the point of him occupying Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress now?"
He was puzzled. Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress was Orcs to defend the North, but now Orcs had appeared at the doorstep of the nobles' territories.
What is the significance of that fortress now?
Count Soron doesn't understand, even Northwind Province's nobles don't understand.
"The eyes of the nobles can only see the nobles. Is the reason why this fortress was abandoned because of the soldiers?"
"No, it's because there are no nobles here."
In the fortress, Ryan led the knights to search for Orcs who was hiding inside, and used their blood to write letters on bark paper.
"What is the meaning of taking back Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress?"
Ryan smiled.
"The meaning is very simple, not for the nobles, nor for Orcs, but to tell everyone that if this fortress is thrown away, many of their people will die."
"Nobles will die, knights will die, commoners will die, slaves will die."
"As long as this fortress remains, they can survive. This is their... only way to survive."
Ryan murmured, his eyes looking into the distance, where the soldiers were trying to repair the fortress. There were only more than a thousand people, but they had the belief that this fortress must be defended.
The nobles won't care about Frozen Earth Territory's war, so Ryan must let them help defend Frozen Earth Territory.
Orcs will one day invade human land in large numbers. Faith is the only force that can resist them.
After kicking Orcs's body away, Ryan handed the blood-stained letter that was frozen stiff on the bark paper to a group of cavalry.
"Send this thing to Thundercloud County. Has Master Marquis been born? Let him take a look."
When Marquis was born, the greatest power of Northwind Province fell on him, even if he was just a baby.
The cavalry rushed away, shuttled across the chaotic land of Northwind Province, and delivered thick letters to the Marquis mansion on Thundercloud Mountain.
"One hundred thousand Orcs have passed Fragrant Mountain Plains, and they have appeared on the land of Northwind Province."
"I swear on the honor of Ryan that I will defend Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress to the death. Orcs will never have the chance to return to Northlands."
"If you want to survive, then kill these Orcs who have appeared in front of the nobles."
Marquis's Mother looked at the blood-stained letter on it, his chest heaving, extremely angry.
She hugged Marquis and stared at the knight in front of her.
"What does Baron Ryan mean? Is he threatening the nobles of Northwind!?"
The leader of the ten captains 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 a question to ask all the nobles."
"Northwind noble, do you believe that Ryan can defend Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress?"
After the knight finished speaking, he turned around and left. Northern Warhorse ran wildly on the frosty land. Orcs would be quickly thrown away even if they were discovered.
The letter was delivered to all the nobles, and the question also appeared in the minds of all the nobles.
"Baron Ryan left Frozen Earth Territory for Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress with only a thousand soldiers."
"When Orcs reacts and the fortress is occupied, Baron Ryan will face an attack by one hundred thousand Orcs."
"One thousand people, one hundred thousand Orcs, and Black Goat Orc Warriors who can climb the city wall."
"Can he hold on?"
All the questions made the nobles tremble with fear. The oath made with the honor of Ryan was that the honor of the nobles could not be blasphemed in the slightest. Ryan would not leave that fortress.
"But he is Ryan."
Some nobles couldn't help but sigh and said, and all the nobles fell silent.
Yes, that's Ryan·Clayton Baron.
Counting from the time he came to Northwind Province to today, Ryan has never failed in any war.
He will win, even if the numbers are disparate, he will win. He has never lost.
"Ryan is not Deities. Werewolves will kill him, and Black Goat Orcs will kill him too."
Count Winter said with some anger, he understood that this was Ryan forcing him, a great nobleman, to do his best to kill hundreds of thousands of Orcs in this circle with blood.
Ryan blocked the escape route of Orcs, and if the nobles did not want their territories to be invaded and destroyed, they must prevent the spread of Orcs.
Among Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress, a tall citizen named Bilki walked out from Planar Gate. They were just ordinary people, but compared to many Northwind Province armies, they could also be called elite warriors.
They are not soldiers, because Ryan soldiers need strict discipline and cooperation, but they are warriors, powerful warriors, and the people of Frost Lord.
Of course Ryan cannot guard this city with only two thousand people. The four or five thousand Bilki people who appear here are the biggest help.
"Put on the armor. If Orcs can't break through your defense, then you are invincible!"
Ryan did not put full body armor on these people because it was too heavy, but the half-armor state of the upper body could bear the burden on these warriors who dared to be naked in the ice and snow.
To a certain extent, their combat effectiveness is even greater than that of the more than a thousand serf soldiers who survived the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
When Chief Black Goat Orcs learned that his retreat was cut off, it was already two days later. He looked at the Black Goat Orcs who ran in front of him with confusion and anger, and kicked them away.
Then he looked at the shivering Black Goat Orcs next to him.
"You actually abandoned that fortress! What a bunch of losers!"
Black Goat Orcs Chief was extremely angry. He was not angry that the fortress was abandoned. He did not care about the fact that his retreat was cut off.
What makes him angry is that so many of his subordinates, the Black Goat Orcs people, actually lost to humans in the war.
"Damn humans, attack, attack! Storm into their castle, I will kill them!"
Chief Black Goat Orcs rushed into a Baron leader that day. The power of the Saint Realm allowed him to defeat the extraordinary defense of the castle in less than half an hour. Also defeated was the gate of the castle. Looking at the ferocious Orcs outside, the humans in the castle were making their final resistance.
But in front of the strong Black Goat Orcs, this most powerful castle is only a Bronze Knight and does not have much resistance. The background of the noble Baron family is not enough for him to fight against the powerful Saint Realm Black Goat Orcs chief.
This was not the first nobleman to die at the hands of Orcs, but it was the first nobleman to die after the castle was breached. The whole Northwind Province was in turmoil, and the nobles became extremely nervous.
Some of them wanted to escape, while others gave orders and wanted to fight to the death.
Life or land, you must choose one. If you want them all, you will have to pay an unimaginable price.
"Damn Ryan!"
There are also nobles scolding, thinking that it was Baron Ryan who occupied Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress that made Black Goat Orcs crazy.
At the same time, on Fragrant Mountain Plains, a large number of Orcs also began to appear here, and they wanted to retake this fortress.
"If it had been before, I would have told those nobles using noble etiquette that I helped them contain more than 50,000 Orc Army."
"But now I find that 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 Fragrant Mountain Plains land to the south, where densely packed Orcs grew there in disorder like crops.
After Marquis of Northwind's Noble Title appeared, the province lost their king.
The frontier of the empire, the land of Northwind Province, needs a unified voice.
"Dignity, wealth, glory, land, let me see what you are capable of."
Ryan turned around, thousands of eyes looking at him.
"We will face tens of thousands of Orcs! And here, today!"
"Among you people, a noble will be born!"
"One, Fragrant Mountain Lord belongs to this fortress!"
"As Ryan's Name, I will give the identity of Lordship to the most heroic warrior in this war. No matter who your identity belongs to, slaves or civilians, who is the noble lord behind you, whether he is Baron or a viscount, whether he is the two earls or Marquis of Northwind Province!"
"I, Ryan, will give you the identity of Lordship! No one can take it away."
"No one can take away your identity, just like today, no one can defeat you, the great existence is watching the glory here, no one can take away your power today!"
Ryan put on Heroic Spirit Crown. At this moment, the power of the Saint Realm came on him. He stood in the sky, and the sunlight became hazy around him. He didn't know whether it was because the fog had evaporated or because Deities was really looking at it.
Below, the soldiers rushed to the city wall feverishly, looking at the dense crowd outside that had blurred from the distance into the distance where they could see the ferocious faces of the Orcss. There was no fear in their eyes.
Perhaps it was because Ryan made them see that only by holding on to this fortress could they survive.
Maybe it's because of the noble status Noble Title mentioned by Ryan and the huge wealth.
Perhaps, just because they were standing here, Orcs came with bloody murderous intent.
"Kill them!"
Deafening roars resounded throughout the Fragrant Mountain Plainss, and the Orcss launched an attack. They raised the ladders, and what was even more terrifying were those Black Goat Orc Warriorss. In the process of running wildly, they stepped on the 90-degree gap in the city wall. Those places are very small, some may only be as big as a human finger and as deep as a human finger, but Black Goat Orc Warriors holds a scimitar and steps on it like walking on the ground. Their eyes are cruel, and their blood-red eyes are staring at the human army above them like Demons.
What greeted them were the sharp arrows in the hands of more than 900 knights. The powerful force penetrated the arrows into their bodies. The power of inertia carried these Orc Warrior down the fortress wall and fell heavily to the ground.
They can step on the city wall and run wildly, but when they fall freely, most Black Goat Orc Warriors still cannot adjust their balance after losing blood and being penetrated by metal. If they hit the ground, they will never survive.
On both occasions, thousands of warriors and soldiers were also pouring grease, and of course these things would be stored in the fortress.
The slick grease caused Orc Warrior to lose his footing and fall. This scene made Chief Black Goat Orcs in the distance angry, and he rushed out directly to kill Ryan in the sky.
"Human, I will be cruel..."
"Okay, that's all I've been saying. Isn't there anything new?"
Ryan shouted coldly, interrupted the other party's words, and then slashed out with the Legendary long sword in his hand. An inexplicable force surged from the long sword. Ryan felt his own strength. The power surged several times at this moment, and the flames shrouded Chief Black Goat Orcs. The latter had no speed to avoid it. The two scimitar slashes still caused the blazing flames to burn the thick black hair on his body.
Chief Black Goat Orcs is even more violent, with mysterious lines flowing in his blood-red eyes. Ryan has landed on the fortress. Compared to the sky where all he can do is wave Knight's Greatsword, he is more powerful when he is down to earth.
Stepping on the stone floor, Ryan rushed out without saying a word. Chief Black Goat Orcs also descended from the sky at this moment, carrying huge power and wielding a machete to chop down.
The moment the two collided, Ryan's face flushed, and blood filled 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 magic Mystic Runes.
But Chief Black Goat Orcs was also shocked. The human in front of him came with such amazing power, and the most important thing was that Knight's Greatsword actually cut two small gaps with his scimitar during the collision.
The black and red air waves spread out with Chiefs Ryan and Black Goat Orcs as the center, and the strong wind caused the surrounding soldiers to fly out and fall.
"Don't come over here!"
Ryan shouted coldly and stopped the rushing Brandt. This was his battle, and there were many Black Goat Orc Warriors comparable to Golden Knight or even Sky Knight outside who were attacking. Brandt must become the second flag in the war and block those Orc Warrior.
Suddenly raising his head, Ryan's body was burning with flames, and then there were flames covering Mithril Armor. A low dragon roar sounded from Ryan's throat, and the majesty it brought made Chief Black Goat Orcs also lost consciousness for a moment, and then the power of Heroic Spirit Crown above his head exploded, and the heroic spirit Gonsalves appeared, swinging his long sword and slashed at Chief Black Goat Orcs.
However, he had already consumed too much power and blessed Ryan. The power of this sword was not great. Chief Black Goat Orcs, who was sent flying by a golden sword light, rolled around on the ground under the fortress wall and hit dozens of Orcs before he got up.
On his back and shoulder, a bloodstain deep into the bone was exposed, and he let out a low roar. The surrounding Black Goat Orcs became restless. Black air flow surrounded Black Goat Orcs's body, and a tall Black Goat Orcs shadow appeared, biting towards the chief's wound.
A painful roar sounded, and Chief Black Goat Orcs's eyes turned dark red, and then he ran wildly on the ground, stepping on the fortress wall and heading upward in a circle. The black oil on it had no effect on him.
"Human, you succeeded in irritating me."
"Bear the devil's power!"
Above the two scimitars, black energy filled the air. Chief Black Goat Orcs was more than twice as fast as before. Even Ryan could only stand on the spot and keep turning his body, and then at the last moment he could react and raise his long sword to block the scimitars that appeared quickly in the black mist.
The heroic spirit Gonsalves found the opportunity to kill Chief Black Goat Orcs, but Black Goat Orcs, whose body was filled with black mist, kept keeping distance from him.
Gradually, the depths of Ryan's pupils were also filled with flames. He seemed a little annoyed at this passive scene. The moment he blocked another scimitar attack, he inserted the Knight's Greatsword in his hand into the ground.
In an instant, the air became hot, and the raging flames spread out in all directions with him as the center like Direwolf.
The indiscriminate force forced Chief Black Goat Orcs to the ground, and Ryan quickly charged toward the opponent with a sword in one hand.
The charred Chief Black Goat Orcs waved his two swords at the same time. The moment a scimitar fell, Ryan dug deep into his palm, and a majestic sword appeared on Mithril Armor's covered palm. The deer roared and grabbed the scimitar tightly. The next moment Knight's Greatsword faced the front in pain. His eyes met the chief Black Goat Orcs's eyes at a distance of no more than the width of the palm of his hand.
The madness in his eyes is no less than that of Chief Orcs in front of him. The scimitar falls and the long sword thrusts out. Who has more courage?
Facts have proved that both Monarch have the courage to meet on a narrow road and the brave will win. Chief Black Goat Orcs did not withdraw his scimitar to fight against Knight's Greatsword, and Ryan did not care about the sharp scimitar falling on his shoulder.
Bang!!!!!!
The horrified energy and blood spread heavily, Ryan's Amber Sword penetrated Chief Black Goat Orcs, and the scimitar fell on his shoulder, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the cracked Mithril Armor gap.
Chief Black Goat Orcs also showed shock in his gray eyes. He didn't understand why this human dared to do this at first, because Orcs's physique far exceeded human flesh and blood. He dared because he felt that he would not die, and what about the human nobles in front of him?
The moment the scimitar tore apart the magic Mystic Runes on Mithril Armor, and then chopped off the hardness of the armor itself, and fell on the human noble, Chief Black Goat Orcs 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 terrifying impact. He felt a stag rushing towards him from a long distance at the speed of light. He saw a bear riding the thunder and roaring at him. He also saw the hounds biting him, and saw his blood flowing out of the wolf's bloody mouth.
The impact on his soul also caused Chief Black Goat Orcs to lose control of his body at this moment.
In the hands of Ryan, Amber Sword burned, and the flames of Dragons penetrated the abdomen of chief Orcs, and then more ferocious flames ignited the opponent's whole body.
Boom——
Among the pillars of flame light reaching into the sky, Chief Black Goat Orcs, this powerful Saint Realm transformed into Ash.