Standing on the mountain, watching the Armored Bear roar in the valley and the Werewolves surrounding them, but the Werewolves ' harmful methods could not pose a fatal threat to the Armored Bear, only leaving honorable claw marks on those big guys, the leader of Gagg became somewhat irritable.
"Chief, bring all the tribesmen back! Let's kill these Armored Bear!"
Beside them, a burly Werewolves spoke cruelly, already furious, believing that if thousands of Werewolves overwhelmed these Armored Bear, they could kill these big guys.
"Our people are plundering human resources; we can't let them build those defensive structures any faster."
" Abel, you can only lead ten thousand of your people to kill these Armored Bear."
"I will bring you that woman's head."
The burly Werewolves named Abel stared fiercely at the dazzling Borgeld in the Armored Bear Legion, then roared to the sky.
Awooo—
Thousands upon thousands of Werewolves came from all directions, hunting both humans and wild beasts. Upon hearing the command, they charged forward, howling as they charged toward the Armored Bear Legion in the valley.
Some Werewolves leaped from high places, while Werewolves hurled stones as they ran – a power unique to the ' Gagg ' Werewolves. Some Werewolves transformed into wolves, nimbly weaving through the Armored Bear Legion, and then, in a flash, transformed back into Werewolves to tear apart the humans surrounding the Armored Bear.
"Kill! Kill...
Borgeld's eyes were cold and ruthless as she kept shouting. She used her shield to block the flying object from the distance, then leaped up and pierced a Werewolves with her longsword. The Werewolves struggled, its claws grabbing at her body, but the next moment, the immense force tore the Werewolves in two.
With half a Werewolves corpse in his mouth, Volibear tossed the body away, then rammed into the Werewolves attacking Borgeld, slamming another Werewolves to his feet with his paw.
Borgeld was oblivious to what was happening here. Her combat talent was off the charts. Her longsword slashed down, and then she used her shield to deflect the Werewolves that Volibear had sent flying. With one foot, she stomped on the Werewolves's head with terrifying force, instantly shattering flesh and bone.
Borgeld's combat power is comparable to that of Golden Knight, but she is not yet Golden Knight in terms of Knight Breathing Technique. It is only because of the power shared by the Armored Bear that she is so terrifying, and her fighting style is more inclined towards savage and primitive physical combat.
"Roar--"
Volibear roared, a lightning mark erupted from his brow, and lightning bolts swept across the battlefield, striking a burly Werewolves.
Abel, from the Garg Clan Werewolves, got up from the ground, crawling on all fours, his cruel eyes fixed on them. His sneak attack had failed, but it didn't matter. The Armored Bear posed a significant threat to him, but he was strong enough.
The Werewolves Abel, comparable to Sky Knight, transformed into a black gust of wind and rushed towards Borgeld, passing over Volibear's head. The Werewolves's claws descended instantly, landing on Borgeld's head just as the Armored Bear stood up.
In that instant, a shield blocked Abel's claws, and the shockwave created a crater in the ground beneath Borgeld's feet. In that instant, Volibear shared all of the bear's power, allowing Borgeld to block Abel's attack.
Then Borgeld thrust his longsword at the Werewolves, Werewolves dodged like a gust of wind, only to be surprised to find that the speed of Borgeld's longsword had slowed down.
In an instant, the Werewolves reacted, a black wind flashed, but he was still slapped on the strong thigh by Volibear's bear paw. The Werewolves was sent flying and crashed into another Armored Bear. The metal armor was dented, and the Armored Bear, in pain, turned around and bit the Werewolves.
Abel slipped away, somewhat disheveled. This was a true Extraordinary Legion; the relationship between the Armored Bear and their Armored Bear Warrior was not that of knight and mount. They shared power and battle consciousness.
Abel abandoned his plan to ambush and charged straight at Volibear. His steps were no longer nimble and swift, but his terrifying muscles bulged. An Armored Bear blocked his way, roaring as it slammed down on Abel. But the next moment, the Armored Bear was knocked aside, and the Werewolves's claws grabbed the Armored Bear's upper and lower jaws. Then, a terrifying force erupted from the Werewolves of the ' Gagg ' clan.
The two Armored Bear collided. Volibear roared angrily, stood up, and his eyes flashed with lightning. Borgeld stepped on the Armored Bear that had charged at him and roared as he charged toward the burly Werewolves.
Why did she launch a direct attack on the Werewolves?
In Winter City, Ryan roared somewhat irritably, then immediately ordered Brandt to lead the army to support Borgeld.
"Send those fighters to support the military fortress construction site!"
The conflict between Gam and Fenrir is something Ryan can no longer worry about. The Werewolves are hunting humans at the military fortress construction site using their pack hunting methods. Fenrir's hunters are unable to utilize their advantages and can only rely on reinforcements to solve the problem there.
Currently, Ryan only has Gam's fighters and Brandt's two support teams. Since the situation in Borgeld Brandt to go there personally. Therefore, the only support available for the military fortress construction site is the fighters.
During this time, Ryan also tried to bless the people of Gam with the Hound's Blessing, but it was not easy, because to become a fighter, he had to change the souls of the people of Gam, which required their faith in themselves.
After that, the blessed fighter must go out and hunt powerful prey, devour their souls, and then skin them to wear.
Compared to soldiers who can be assembled in batches every fifteen days, these fighters, despite possessing the power to transform into beasts, are far too slow.
Moreover, this process also meant that even Ryan would be unable to mass-produce Gam Fighters.
Their numbers are destined to be few.
"I hope my command worked."
Ryan didn't believe his authority could bring harmony between two races that had been feuding for decades or even centuries. He only hoped that these Gam fighters wouldn't take the opportunity to retaliate against the people of Fenrir.
Ryan wasn't too nervous. Fenrir's people were soldiers he had carefully blessed, and in terms of combat strength, they were actually much stronger now.
With war looming, Ryan always felt he didn't have enough soldiers, and he never felt he had enough.
"With a population of 200,000, and an army of 10,000, I can handle these Werewolves!"
Ryan's eyes revealed determination. Many of his people could become soldiers. Although having ten thousand soldiers would consume almost all of his current spirituality, Ryan felt that with an army of ten thousand Apprentice Knight, these tens of thousands of Werewolves would not be so difficult to deal with.
Currently... the number of soldiers is five thousand.
What held him back was food. In just half a month, these extra Apprentice Knight had consumed 40 percent of the food stored in the Frozen Earth Territory, and the remaining food was not enough to support Ryan to bless another 5,000 soldiers.
Thirty to forty percent of the grain must be reserved for emergencies. The grain consumed daily in the Frozen Earth Territory is all harvested from Ryan's previous wars.
"Food, lots of food."
Ryan felt that he was no different from the Orcs; they were both greedy for the inexhaustible food grown in the fertile lands of the South.
"Judging by the time, the grain Count Pascal sent in the autumn should be arriving in the next few days, right?"
Ryan needed more food, and if he were to take the military route, farming would be affected. In Winter City, Ryan gave orders to Eteria.
For this Chief Administrator of the Frozen Earth Territory, matters of war became relatively simple, since everything was geared towards the war effort on the front lines, leaving little room for strategic thinking.
Upon receiving Ryan's order, Eteria let out a helpless cry and then began to organize the team.
"Are you going to the Danube Province?"
Baroness Avril called out to Eteria. After arriving in the Frozen Earth Territory, Avril first became acquainted with several women of considerable power in the Frozen Earth Territory.
" Lord Ryan wants me to negotiate with Count Pascal to try and trade for more food. If possible, I will also go to the Volga Province, where I heard that there is so much grain that it has to be used for brewing and storage to prevent the food from spoiling."
Eteria also wanted to see the golden province, where even the roads were submerged in wheat fields.
"Wait a moment, I'll write you some letters."
Avril said that several of her aunts married into the Volga Province, which is relatively close to the Calais Province. By all accounts, Avril was the woman Melendez Family married the furthest away from home.
" Count Pascal... Back in the Mage Academy, there was a Archmage who eventually joined the Pascal Family. She studied in the Mage Tower of the Vera Mages, just like me."
Eteria set off with a small box of letters, followed by a large group of two hundred people, as the Northwind Province was not safe at the moment.
As the Chief Administrator of the Frozen Earth Territory, Eteria still needs some pomp and circumstance.
However, they were not slow. Ryan's current need for food allowed the team to cross the Winged Gorge and enter the Danube Province in just three days.
It was normal that Eteria, who was holding the emblem of Ryan, did not see the Count immediately, but the Count's son received her.
"A governor from the Frozen Earth Territory? I've always heard of Baron Ryan and really want to visit the legendary Frozen Earth Territory. I wonder if the governor could tell me about Frozen Earth Territory?"
"One of the Earl's children," Kari Pascal asked curiously. He was indeed curious about the Frozen Earth Territory because it was nearby and Baron Ryan's reputation was constantly spreading.
" Lord Ryan is a nobleman favored by the Deities. Not only the great light, but many Deities are watching over the direction he is heading."
"When he arrived in the Frozen Earth Territory, Frozen Earth Territory had fewer than a hundred people. In just three years, the Frozen Earth Territory had grown to over a hundred thousand people."
" The Deities guided their lives, leading them to Baron Ryan."
" Baron Ryan was the savior of the world during the destruction of the Northlands."
"He saved not only his loyal subjects, but also the joy of the Deities."
Eteria said this while exchanging information with the other party about the past and present of the Frozen Earth Territory.
During the banquet that night, Eteria finally met Count Pascal.
"Your Excellency Earl, I come on behalf of Baron Ryan's will."
" Eteria? Very beautiful child. I've heard of you because of your brother, Master Brock."
Eteria was surprised, then laughed and said:
"It is Brock's honor, but you may not know that the longsword he forged has become a Legendary sword."
"Oh?"
Count Pascal's eyes widened; this was clearly more shocking to him than guessing Eteria's purpose in coming here.
Why is it called a Legendary weapon embryo? It's because it's not an easy thing for a weapon to be elevated to the Legendary rank and become a legacy of glory.
Many Legendary weapons have failed in their initial attempts, never to be considered Legendary.
So... why did that sword become Legendary?
Everything that becomes Legendary has a story and a process. What did that sword go through to qualify as Legendary?
Pascal pondered a lot, and because he knew so much, he was somewhat bewildered by the recent developments in the Frozen Earth Territory.
The marriage between the Baron and the viscount, followed by the arrival of both sets of parents, seemed to be the only noteworthy event.
The war with the Orcs is now a matter of concern for the entire empire. The Pascal Family has provided substantial resources and soldiers to several the North provinces, which is the politically correct course for Count Pascal in the struggle between the empire and the Church.
Eteria didn't explain either; Pascal could figure it out himself. In any case, Baron Ryan would hold a heavier place in the Earl's heart.
"As you might expect, the Frozen Earth Territory is currently under pressure from the Werewolves, one of the Great King courts of the Orcs. The powerful Orcs have put the Frozen Earth Territory under immense strain."
"We need a lot of food."
"Please forgive Lord Ryan for not being able to come in person. It is simply because he can no longer leave the Frozen Earth Territory. The Werewolves have attacked Lord Ryan's residence more than once, and he must fight the Werewolves there."
" Ryan even went to the battlefield himself?"
Count Pascal was surprised that Ryan, who had recently married, had not stayed in the castle.
And Werewolves...
"I didn't expect Werewolves to appear in Northwind Province. Oh, what unfortunate news. I think Ryan should ask the Clayton Family for help."
"His father will surely send troops to help him."
Eteria said seriously:
" The Frozen Earth Territory will fight the Orcs with its own strength."
"Those are Werewolves, the Great King courts. Even if I led the Danube Province, the Northwind Province, and the Volga Province together, the three provinces combined might not be a match for the Silvermoon Royal Court."
Pascal said seriously, "He's right. The Silvermoon Royal Court is not just a single Orcs race of Werewolves, but also a large number of Orcs tribes that the Silvermoon Royal Court can command."
Within the Orcs family, some Orcs tribes are small in number, making it impossible for them to compete for the royal position, but that does not mean they are not powerful.
For example, the Mammoth-folk that Count Clayton led his Extraordinary Legion deep into the Northlands to fight were few in number, but each one was a terrifying monster ten meters tall, invulnerable to swords and spears.
Compared to the other royal families, the Silvermoon Royal Court represents more of a cohesive force among the Orcs, capable of driving massive numbers of Orcs to invade human lands.
"We will win."
Eteria stated firmly, then indicated that the Frozen Earth Territory would use Gold Coin to purchase the Pascal Family's grain.
"The nobles of the Northwind Province are also nobles of the Empire, and Baron Ryan is your friend. They are facing the threat of Orcs there. As a great noble, you should not turn a blind eye."
"The friendship between Baron Ryan and the Frozen Earth Territory is also important to you."
Nobles don't talk much about feelings; they analyze interests instead.
With Baron Ryan's growing reputation and the rise of the Frozen Earth Territory, Pascal did indeed need the friendship of this "minor nobleman." It was part of his political correctness, especially since the Noble Circle Ryan belonged to now had a good relationship with the Emperor.
"I can sell 500,000 catties of grain to Baron Ryan."
Pascal said this not out of generosity, but because it was autumn and his crops had grown well this year, perhaps because last year's heavy snow had foreshadowed a bumper harvest.
Moreover, this 500,000 catties of grain was not provided by his family alone, but also by nobles in the Danube Province who were closely tied to the Pascal Family.
We need more food.
Count Pascal was shocked by what Eteria said.
How severe is your food shortage?
" Baron Ryan said that if you were willing to sell him all the grain from the Danube Province, he would give you a mountain of gold."
"That's impossible. The grain needs to be stored, transported to the the North border, and then sent to the Imperial Capital to be delivered to the Imperial House."
Pascal shook his head. Baron Ryan's demand for grain had shocked him, but the figure of 500,000 catties was what he had given and he would not easily change it.
" Lord Ryan told me that if you are willing to increase the initial offer by thirty percent, he can persuade the Wonder Cathedral in the Northwind Province."
"Oh? Why do you want to persuade them?"
"Your Gargoyle are permitted to reside in that cathedral."
Count Pascal suddenly froze, then his eyes widened. Yes, how could he not have thought of that? How could he have overlooked such an important matter?!
The Pascal Gargoyle Family, due to their close relationship with the Church, held a mediocre position in the Empire. In the war between Royal Authority and divine power, the count's position was also awkward. He distanced himself from the Church in order to convince the Empire that he was not capable of rebellion.
But this does not mean that the Gargoyle Legion betrayed the Deities.
They distanced themselves from the Church and never gained the empire's absolute trust. In particular, the conflict between this emperor and the Church resulted in the Pascal Family having very little say during the emperor's reign.
But in this empire, what is further removed from the Church of Dawn than the faith in the God of Light?
Count Pascal seemed to have found his way in that instant.