Count Weiss's army and the troops of the nobles around Viscount Miles came as fast as these nobles panicked.
Just like Ryan said, Viscount Miles could not withstand the food pressure of five thousand soldiers. Instead of letting the count's army go to Zero Crossing City, it directly arrived at the edge of Baron Barnes's territory.
At this time, Ryan had just completed the initial defense line construction.
Riding a war horse and standing at the forefront of the army, Artel·Ves was high-spirited and extremely angry at the same time.
"Come on! Catch that damn Baron of the Frozen Earth. I'll pay him back a hundredfold for the humiliation he caused me!"
Following his order, a large number of slave soldiers on this flat land began to rush forward with various "enchanted" weapons. However, as soon as they ran a hundred meters, the slave soldiers at the front stepped on the ground one by one and fell forward.
In each of the large pits, sharp wooden thorns pierced the bodies of these slaves, and blood and screams were mixed in their mouths, making the slave soldiers who were clamoring to charge extremely frightened, and their running pace stopped at this moment.
The slave soldiers looked at each other, and they all hesitated.
The enemy in front is real, and the death of the fellow soldiers in front of them is clearly visible. They don't want to die. Even the count's slave soldiers can't change the chaos of discipline.
Behind him, Artel looked angry.
"These damn slaves should all be hanged from trees."
"Ash, move your soldiers forward."
Behind Artel, a knight with Mystic Runes engraved on his armor came out. He was tall, even Artel riding a war horse was only half a body taller than him.
At this moment, the knight, whose whole body was covered in armor, was wielding a huge butcher knife. The bloody smell on the butcher knife made Artel also shrink his head.
The soldiers wearing leather armor began to advance slowly, with their spears forcing the slave soldiers in front to move forward.
Faced with the oppression of death that was so close at hand, the slave soldiers could only keep pushing and pushing forward. Pushing and pulling layer by layer, the slave soldiers at the front could only move forward.
They moved very slowly because they were afraid that there would be a deep pit ahead of them, and they would be penetrated by wooden thorns if they fell.
But the pushing speed from behind became faster and faster, and finally, someone at the front missed the target again.
"Ah!!!"
The screams caused confusion among the surrounding slaves, but the regular troops at the rear couldn't stand it anymore.
"Come on, you damn guys, charge quickly!"
A knight roared and whipped the slaves, and the slave soldiers started running again.
Screams continued one after another, and finally after all the hundreds of potholes were eliminated, the army finally walked on flat land.
Just because of fear, their charging speed was still not fast.
At this time, what is Ryan doing?
He looked at the army rushing towards him in front, counting in his mind.
"One hundred, two hundred, five hundred..."
Finally, he frowned.
"The quantity is wrong."
"There are only three or four thousand troops here at most. Where are the remaining troops?"
Ryan had just finished speaking when suddenly, behind them, there were cavalry galloping towards them.
Ryan's face changed drastically and he shouted:
"Brandt, kill him!"
The man beside him had just had time to draw his bow, but the knight's voice had already come out.
"Lord, I'm sorry, an army has appeared to the east of us, and they are heading towards your castle!"
Boom!
The sharp arrow penetrated the armor, and the knight fell off his horse in an instant, covering his neck in fear.
"Ryan!"
Barnes roared and looked at Ryan, but the latter looked at each other with indifferent eyes.
"Barnes, now is a war, don't you understand the consequences of disrupting the morale of the military?"
Barnes stared at Ryan.
"I want to go back and support my castle."
"Barnes!"
Ryan was also angry. He pointed at the thousands of troops in front.
"If you win this war, nothing will happen to Flower of Northwind. If you lose, you will lose everything!"
"I will not lose everything, and Ryan, if Flower of Northwind is breached, I will become Barnes Family's sinner, and I must go back to support."
Barnes also looked at Ryan angrily.
"If you hadn't said you wanted to come out to fight, we should have used the castle's advantage to resist the army, but what about now?"
"I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place and brought out the army."
After saying that, Barnes anxiously directed his army to change direction and go back to support his castle.
When the war started this time, they brought out all the troops. Barnes was extremely frightened. He didn't know how long his castle could hold on.
The soldiers who stared at Barnes retreated without Ryan saying a word.
He could understand that Barnes was nervous about his own fortress, but he did not expect that the other party was so stupid.
Flower of Northwind, that is the oldest fortress of Northwind Province. What does being old mean? It means that the castle is still standing after countless wars. How can it be easily captured by thousands of troops?
The main force of Count Weiss's army is here. It's not like there is no one in Flower of Northwind Castle. Those slaves and Knight Retainer call the civilians and slaves outside, and the castle will be safe.
But even Barnes couldn't listen to what Ryan said.
"Brandt!"
Ryan roared angrily, and Brandt beside him put his fist on his chest.
"Lord Ryan."
"You lead the cavalry to slow them down, and the remaining infantry will follow me and retreat to the Forest."
After Ryan finished speaking, he turned his war horses and led the infantry towards the left. A few hundred meters away, there was a small dense forest. It was impossible to win a frontal fight, and most of his soldiers were made up of slaves.
"Follow your will."
Brandt said, and then asked.
"What about those traps?"
"It's no use, we'll defeat them in the Forest."
Ryan After finishing speaking, he glanced at the enemy troops who were already a hundred meters away, and then moved forward without looking back.
The quality and discipline of his army were still much better than those of Count Weiss's soldiers. He quickly ran towards the Forest without disrupting his formation.
"Come on, rush on, don't let that Ryan get away!"
Artel glanced at Baron Barnes who was walking away, but still looked at Ryan's position angrily. He knew what Baron Barnes was going to do, but that was not his war. He just wanted to catch the Baron of Frozen Earth Territory.
As the slave soldiers ran, several ravines stood in front of them. These were dug by Ryan to block the enemy's cavalry, but the enemy they faced this time had no cavalry.
Brandt led an army of more than a hundred knights to continuously attack. Their appearance made the slave soldiers instinctively afraid, and some even hid in the ravines and did not dare to come out.
"Don't be held back!"
Brandt yelled, he understood what the biggest weakness of these knights was, which was their arrogance, but their bodies were not strong enough to crush so many soldiers. Once one of these slaves was brave enough to trip up the war horse, even the knight would be killed by the slaves.
But even after being reminded by Brandt, several knights still fell from their horses. Some slaves took the opportunity to cut off the horse's legs. Then the fallen knights were swarmed and killed by the surrounding slaves. Only two of them were lucky enough to force the surrounding soldiers to retreat and were picked up by the knights coming from behind.
After taking a look at the distance, Ryan had led the army to retreat to the Forest, and Brandt immediately gave the order.
"Let's withdraw!"
There was no way, they only had more than a hundred people, but there were thousands of enemies in front of them. When they looked over, they saw a sea of heads in front of them, and under the pressure of the soldiers holding spears in the rear, these slave soldiers had to fight desperately with them.
Rumble.
More than a hundred knights riding war horses quickly disappeared in front of the army. Their mobility meant that they had no natural enemies on the battlefield.
"Follow me!"
Artel was still roaring, and thousands of soldiers continued to chase the Forest in confusion. In the gaps of the Forest dense forest, pairs of stern eyes were staring at them.