Throne of the North.

Chapter 130 The Destruction of War

In the open wilderness, Ryan, riding on his warhorse, looked up at the endless golden wheat fields and couldn't help but breathe in the fragrance of the grain with intoxication.

Two thousand elite soldiers stood in an orderly and solemn manner behind him, making Viscount Hogg in the distance look extremely solemn.

"Baron Ryan, I still underestimated you!"

Originally, he did not pay much attention to the Frozen Soil Baron who had fought two commendable wars in Lingdu County. He just relied on his own military qualities to advance steadily.

But now, he still miscalculated. He was able to block the road, but he never expected that Ryan would come here according to the method he had thought of for a long time.

Ryan did not respond to Viscount Hogg's nonsense. He did not forget that this was a battlefield. At this moment, he drew out the knight's sword from his waist. His gorgeous silver-white mithril armor was so dazzling on this battlefield.

He held the knight's sword in front of his chest, and the warhorse under him moved forward slowly. With every step forward of the warhorse, the two thousand elite soldiers behind him would move forward in unison at the same time. The sound of their footsteps on the ground was deafening, causing the soldiers in the army behind Viscount Hogg in the distance to subconsciously become frightened.

Even Viscount Hogg changed his expression at this moment. He had never seen such an army. Even among the powerful extraordinary legion, he had never seen such a terrifying military appearance.

The nobles possessed the most knowledge, and they knew very well that the combat effectiveness that such an army could unleash was unparalleled.

Ryan was still moving forward. The horse under him seemed to have sensed the murderous atmosphere on the battlefield at the moment. It lowered its eyes and only looked at the land in front of it.

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Two thousand soldiers in armor approached him little by little. The murderous aura that was blowing in his face like a violent storm finally caused Viscount Hogg's army to fall into chaos when they were about fifty meters away. Some soldiers retreated, while others stood still. This disarray destroyed the entire army's formation.

"charge!!!"

Ryan's voice roared above the battlefield. Beside him were only Brand and others riding on war horses. The two thousand soldiers behind him were all infantry. At this moment, they all roared and charged forward.

"Let the troops in front come back!"

Viscount Hogg shouted, then at the same time took out a magic crystal in his hand and sent a beam of fire straight into the sky.

His most elite cavalry of one thousand knights had always been at the rear of the battlefield.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Viscount Hogg was also roaring. He did not retreat, unlike the wars Ryan had encountered in Lingdu County, because this viscount was also a powerful golden knight.

The soldiers around Viscount Hogg and the slave soldiers in the rear had experienced several victorious wars after all. After seeing that the battlefield stabilized in the initial period, they also stabilized and stopped retreating.

"kill!"

Behind Ryan, his own 500 soldiers bared their fangs the moment the two sides collided.

Five hundred people, all warriors blessed by the Ryan Deer Spirit, and each of them is at least an apprentice knight.

The outside world envied Viscount Hogg for having a thousand knights, because each of those thousand knights was at least an apprentice knight.

But now, it was Ryan's five hundred soldiers who first made the army on the battlefield feel the terror.

Gastro is one of them. He used to be a slave, a slave of Count Weiss. He was captured in the war in Lingdu County and became a slave of Baron Ryan. Later, Baron Ryan turned him into his own soldier and pardoned his status as a slave.

From that moment on, Gastro felt that he was free, but in fact it was far from that. His performance in the subsequent wars won the recognition of the lord. At the foot of the mountain in the frozen land territory, he was blessed with a sacred and shocking blessing. He was no longer just a soldier, but a servant who swore allegiance to Baron Ryan.

Everything about him changed. He had his own house in the frozen land, and was given a woman. He became a noble knight.

In just less than a month, he went from a slave to a knight master. This earth-shaking change made his loyalty to Ryan reach its peak, and he swore in his heart that he would help Master Ryan win every war.

Especially when facing Count Weiss, he didn't want to lose again, and he didn't want to go back to the past and become a slave.

As a knight's squire, he certainly knew the enemy that Master Ryan was facing in this war. He didn't know whether the nobleman who was fighting with the powerful Knight Brand in this war was Count Weiss, but he knew that the other party was an enemy.

Then, in his eyes, this is equivalent to Count Weiss's army.

"We must win!"

Gastro roared, the surging blood in his body made his strength surge, and it seemed as if there was a stag roaring at the sky in the depths of his pupils. The metal spear in his hand flew out at this moment and directly pierced through the two soldiers in front of him. The opponents were much stronger than him. Under this huge force, Gastro rushed out like a violent beast, knocked down several soldiers, then rolled over and pulled out his spear, blood splattered on his face, and he made the people around him afraid like a devil.

He didn't care about the frightened eyes of the soldiers around him, but kept charging forward. He clearly remembered what the lord had said before, which was to charge deep into the opposing army. Only in this way would they avoid having to face the opponent's huge and terrifying cavalry.

Unless the opposing cavalry kills their own soldiers as well.

As long as they and the opposing army are in confusion on the battlefield, the enemy cavalry will lose the power to charge.

As for the retreat? At this moment, the five hundred knights and attendants who had received the blessing of the Deer Spirit, including Gastro, had not thought about retreating. They now had only one goal.

That's the charge!
"Kill!"

His companions around him made Gastro realize that he was not the only powerful warrior under the lord's command, and there were many soldiers like him.

Viscount Hogg's army is roughly divided into three parts.

The most elite are undoubtedly the one thousand knights who Viscount Hogg has trained at the cost of countless gold coins and resources. They are his lifeblood.

Apart from these, there are only about one thousand ordinary soldiers. For Viscount Hogg, with those one thousand knights, he does not need so many other ordinary soldiers. He needs to allocate most of the resources to his future extraordinary legion.

Then there are the cannon fodder, an army composed of slaves. Although these slave soldiers began to perform well after several victorious wars, they were still slaves after all.

Previously, in order to seize the gate of Walter Castle, Viscount Hogg sent out five hundred ordinary soldiers and dozens of powerful knights, so the only ones left with him were the other half of the normal soldiers and a large number of slave soldiers.

At this moment, facing Ryan's two thousand most elite troops of Lingdu County, this army of up to five thousand was retreating step by step.

As time went by, when the deafening sound of cavalry trampling the ground came from afar, under the crazy charge of Ryan's 500 knights and squires, most of the soldiers around Viscount Hogg had been cut through.

What was accompanied by the mass death? Fear, defeat, desperate hoarse cries, and trembling all over the body.

Never underestimate the oppression brought by war. Once the cold iron weapons touch their flesh and blood, the consequence is either death or disability. For ordinary people, the wounds can make them vaguely see the god of death smiling at them.

Rumble!
The iron hooves of the war horses trampled on the golden ears of wheat. The legion commander who led the quasi-supernatural army beside Viscount Hogg did not seem to be a pushover. When he saw from afar that the army around the Viscount was showing a trend of collapse and dispersion, he chose to disregard everything.

"charge!"

(End of this chapter)