Throne of the North.

Chapter 137: The frozen land in the cold winter, behind the new plane door
Snow has never been a beautiful word in the world of the North.

The people of the North call it the covetousness of the god of death.

They will bring followers to the god of death in their dreams.

When Ryan was handing over the fruits of victory and their soldiers to the nobles of Lingdu County in Lingdu City, the snow in the sky was flying faster than the falling leaves.

"This heavy snow has been falling for ten days now, and it's finally getting lighter. Many people will definitely die this winter."

The nobles present all had heavy hearts. Even they had distributed some supplies to the slaves and civilians in their territories in the form of rewards or loans in the past few days, trying to reduce the number of deaths in their territories.

Ryan did not stay for too long. He took more than 500 of his soldiers to the Frozen Territory. After experiencing the baptism of another war, the spirits of these soldiers had changed a lot. Even the dozens of logistics reserve soldiers had a different mental outlook.

The marching speed became faster because there were no more burdens. Ryan had to do so because it had been snowing heavily for ten days and it was not known whether the mountain road leading to the frozen land was still passable.

When they crossed the hard swamp and stepped into the forest, the problem Ryan was worried about still occurred.

"Everyone, cut the ropes, tie them to the soles of your shoes, and take off your armor."

"Five people are in the front exploring the way and clearing the snow, and the people behind are tied to them with ropes!"

Ryan shouted as the soldiers began to clear the path they had once opened through the deep snow.

Wow!
The soldier who was clearing the snow in the front was not paying attention and slid down the low slope next to him. Fortunately, there were about 10 to 20 people behind him who pulled the rope hard. However, the soldier did not have the strength to clear the snow, so he was replaced by a knight from the back.

"Hurry up, we must return to the frozen land within one day!"

After more than 500 people were almost exhausted, they finally returned to the territory without losing a single person.

"Everyone, get an extra half pound of meat."

Ryan also left a reward, as he was afraid that the servants would fall seriously ill from clearing the snow.

Ryan's return finally gave the people of the Frozen Territory a backbone. Fortunately, the territory of more than 20,000 people did not panic because of the heavy snow.

After all, most of these people come from Exnel. In that world, there is heavy snow and snow all year round, which is much more serious than here.

Even without the old steward's order, the civilians had already begun to clear the snow in the territory with experience. To the north of Rhino Horn Mountain, mountains of snow had piled up on the glacier that had been frozen for who knows how many years.

“Why is no one clearing the arable land on the mountain?”

Standing on the Rhino Horn Mountain, the snow finally stopped falling from the sky, and Ryan asked angrily.

"If the land is covered with snow for a whole winter, it will become frozen soil when the next spring comes. How can we grow crops?"

“Go and arrange for people to clear the snow, and then spread the ashes on the soil. At least one layer is needed, otherwise our year’s efforts will be wasted.”

The old butler left with some fear, but was stopped by Ryan.

"Let Beard go, you should enjoy it."

When Ryan returned to the Frozen Territory, he could already see that the old butler was hunched over.

People in this world seem to age exceptionally quickly. Just over a year ago, the old butler was still an apprentice knight who was able to fight, but now he is unable to do so and even walking has become a problem.

Soon, a large number of civilians and serfs appeared in the farmland on the distant mountains, but after that, Ryan still sent soldiers to patrol.

Under the heavy snow, the wild animals in the mountains began to get anxious. They had to prepare food for the winter.

In just half a month, Ryan's soldiers acted as hunters and brought back a lot of meat, including more than a dozen first-level monsters.

"More than 23,000 people, can we sustain them with food?"

Ryan was extremely grateful that he had been frantically preparing food in the past. Behind him, Beard, who had officially taken over the old butler, replied respectfully:
"Master, our food supply will last until January next year."

"If that's the case... those peasants owe you too much, Master."

Beard was a little confused, because for the development of the Frozen Territory, the master did not charge the peasants a single copper coin for the houses, land, firewood, and wood. He just said that he would owe them money first. But how could the peasants afford to pay back such a large amount of money?

"Don't worry, Master, I earn much more than you think."

For Ryan, if this world could be so cruel, he could even declare all the debts of his people to be cancelled.

Population is always more important than money in Ryan.

As long as the development goes smoothly, the wealth that these tens of thousands of people in the Frozen Territory can produce will allow Ryan to recover all his efforts in one year.

"Next January, if we go hunting in the mountains and pick wild vegetables and fruits during this period, we should be able to survive this winter."

After thinking about it, Ryan still felt it was not safe.

"Tell Firewood Street that in the next ten days, they can chop down any firewood trees on the south mountain at the price of one copper coin, but the price they sell to others cannot exceed five copper coins."

"Anyone who dares to violate the ban will become a slave, and someone else will take over his house and firewood shop!"

The Frozen Territory became lively, and a large number of civilians began to go into the mountains to chop firewood.

Even so, Ryan still felt it was not enough, and he took a look at his spiritual panel.

【Spirituality: 13909】

[Divinity: Blessing of the Deer Spirit]

He could feel that he was able to open the door to a new dimension again. It was no longer Exnel, but a completely new dimension world.

“Perhaps, there will be food in the new world.”

Ryan thought so, but he did not open it immediately. The Frozen Territory has been very busy these days, and he needs to make sure that there is no trouble in his territory.

At the end of October and the beginning of November, heavy snow finally came again.

From that day on, the people of the Frozen Territory stopped almost all activities and began to rely on work that could be done at home. Since the Frozen Territory currently does not have so many production conditions, the work is limited. For most people, winter has become the only time to enjoy themselves.

Ryan would be happy to see this scene because it would bring more newborns to his territory next year.

For this purpose, he even invested money to build several planned taverns in advance, so that they had everything they needed except wine.

The people from Exnel are born storytellers. Even though there was no wine, their stories made the tavern popular in just a few days.

Ryan handed over the tavern business to Lord Yazhe to help him manage it, which made the lord ecstatic.

When the Frozen Territory had quickly adapted to the heavy snow, the Borean Province also completely stopped all wars. Even Count Weiss had to retreat in this weather. The war between the earls stagnated in the cold winter, and the Borean Province fell into complete silence.

On this day, Ryan finally gathered hundreds of servants, including Brand, a total of 101 people, and stepped into the door to a new dimension.

The flying snow in the frozen land made people feel cold. The moment they crossed the plane door, the completely different warm cold wind made Ryan feel a little uncomfortable.

"There is no snow here...

Ryan looked at his feet in shock. There was only some frost on the green grass. Then he raised his head and looked into the distance. There was endless grassland.

(End of this chapter)