On the third day after the repairs, Flower of Northwind, the 2,700 soldiers and 1,200 slaves gathered in this ancient territory finally began to move towards Ice Peak Forest under the leadership of three nobles.
The three nobles, of course, managed their own armies, but Lynn instinctively wanted to get close to Ryan, so he simply handed over the command of the army to Ryan.
"Baron Ryan, I just want to train a strong army for my father."
Lynn said this. He gradually got rid of the influence of Baron Hatton on him and realized that military strength is the most fundamental right of the nobility.
"Your idea is good, but do you know what kind of army is powerful?"
Lynn thought for a moment, looked at the fully armed knight army behind Ryan, and said with envy:
"An army composed of extraordinary beings, if all of them are knights, will be invincible."
"No, a powerful army should not be just about the strength of individual soldiers. That's not called an army, that's called a knighthood."
"Good fighting skills are the strongest foundation of an army."
"Do you know what a good fight is?"
Ryan continued to ask.
"I don't know."
Lynn is very humble. He knows very well that such military knowledge is something that ordinary nobles cannot have. Listening carefully at this moment is to accumulate knowledge for the Hatton Family.
Ryan raised his hand and pointed at the army behind.
"Go and tell your army that ten people are in a row. If someone walks too slowly and falls behind in the back row, kill them. If someone walks too fast and falls in the front row, kill them."
"If you can't manage your army, then leave my army and don't affect my soldiers."
Lynn left in confusion, and soon there were angry roars from behind. After a soldier was killed, it quickly became quiet again.
Just like that, two days later, when Ryan saw the Carmelan River, Lynn was completely shocked, seeing that his army of four hundred people was so impressive.
"Go ahead and organize people to cut down trees and build bridges."
Because of the location of Barnes's territory, there is no bridge where they want to cross the river, so they have to build it. In fact, many wars in this world use terrain like this.
Watching Harrington lead his men to the nearby woods, Ryan rode a war horse to the territory of Baron Barnes's army.
"Ryan, this Mithril Armor of yours, can you sell me a pair?"
Barnes looked at the shiny Mithril Armor on Ryan with great envy. He was sure that except for the three counts, no one in Northwind Province had such luxury as Ryan.
"This is not for sale."
Ryan said with a smile. Looking at Barnes who had not worn the knight armor until now, he knew that even if the other party had it, he would probably just use it for collection.
"Barnes, there is no noble etiquette on the battlefield. When do you think it is better for us to set off?"
"How about crossing the river tomorrow morning?"
"After crossing the river, it's only half a day's journey from Ice Peak Forest. We can encounter the two viscounts' army at any time."
Ryan finished speaking and then suggested:
"Why don't we wait for them to have a fight first, and how about we go there a day later? By then, they should be almost dead."
Barnes's eyes lit up.
"That's it, that's what I think."
Ryan smiled and left, standing on the edge of the rushing Carmelan River, staring into the distance. He could vaguely see the only mountain peak in Ice Peak Forest, and the top of the mountain was covered with snow.
As early as a day ago, the Noble Army team from Viscount Dragoon and the army from Viscount Miles had arrived at Ice Peak Forest. They occupied the east and west directions of the Forest. As the day passed, as the nobles failed to reach an agreement, the soldiers below were also at war with each other.
Finally at noon of that day, Viscount Dragoon wearing knight armor and Viscount Miles wearing Mages robes appeared in the place where Magic Crystal Mine was found, in a 350-meter-long valley.
"Miles, you are old and you still dare to come here. Do you not even want to see me this winter?"
With a wild look on his face, Viscount Dragoon raised the Knight's Greatsword in his hand and pointed at Viscount Miles a hundred meters away, and laughed wantonly.
"Miles, leave now and give up Zero Crossing City. I can also guarantee that you will take away your wealth. Otherwise, when I break Zero Crossing City, you will have no chance!"
Opposite him, the gray-haired Viscount Miles still had a delicate face, but everyone could see the deathly air reverberating on his face, and he might return to Lord of Dawn's arms at any time.
"Dragon, you are too impatient. You dared to come here directly without solving Barnes. Moreover, Northwind Province is not the only one for us Zero Crossing Prefecture."
"So what? They don't dare to enter Zero Crossing Prefecture easily. As for Barnes..."
Dragon sneered.
"A bunch of little kids, their fathers don't dare to face my army. I can understand that they are young and energetic, but I will tell them who will be the ruler of this land Zero Crossing Prefecture in the future."
"Father? Did you also include Baron from Frozen Earth Territory?"
Dragon's expression froze, then he snorted and spoke.
"Miles, you are indeed old, my army will drive you back to your hometown today!"
After saying that, Viscount Dragoon turned the horse's head and returned to the other end of the valley.
The ancient horn sounded and the earth began to tremble. When Viscount Dragoon and a group of nobles shouted the glory of the family, the soldiers under their hands had already begun to charge forward.
Similarly, on the other side, Viscount Miles let the demon Mages under his hand tear Magic Scroll apart. The power of majesty attached to the surrounding troops, making them attack faster.
"Soldiers, the glory of war beckons to you. Whether it is money or status, you will gain it in this war."
"Go, kill our enemies, hang their heads high on your weapons, your appearance will make everyone fear, your names will be engraved in this the Forest, and your blood will melt the ice and snow here that Eternity never melts!"
The voice of Viscount Dragoon made the charging soldiers' blood boil. They shouted and fought hand to hand with the soldiers of Viscount Miles.
"Ready the cavalry!"
Looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead, Viscount Dragoon looked at the nobles around him with sharp eyes.
"Don't be stingy with your knights and horses. We will all get more if we win this war."
"Don't worry, Lord Viscount, our cavalry is all in your hands."
A noble next to him echoed, and even he himself rode forward on a war horse and would lead the cavalry to charge.
He is Enzo·Dragon, the son of Viscount Dragoon. He defeated the second son of Miles alone and became a noble Baron with real power.
Behind him, nearly five hundred cavalrymen came behind him.
"Enzo, my child, you will bring me victory."
Viscount Dragoon's palm fell on Enzo's shoulder, and blazing flames burst out in Baron's eyes.
"Father, this war will go your way."