Throne of the North.

Chapter 207 Cold Heart
"Capture them alive!"

At Ryan's command, the knights restrained their strength. In less than ten minutes, the ground was covered with wailing indigenous warriors, but their eyes were still full of hatred when they looked at Ryan and others.

The insults they uttered were not very powerful, Ryan just felt that they were so simple and honest.

But...the language is mutually intelligible.

“Is this the wisdom brought by the gods?”

Ryan could tell that the language of these natives was no different from that of his own continent, Norris. It was just that they had not communicated with more people and thus had an accent. This could only be attributed to the convenience of the gods.

Otherwise the two worlds, especially this world which seems to have been undeveloped, would definitely have different languages.

Only gods can travel between worlds at will.

"Ask."

Ryan said that he didn't need to do it himself, as Rosen and others had already started punching and kicking them again, asking who was in charge of the tribes behind these natives.

However, no native answered, and one of them kept shouting and cursing over and over again, with an expression of heroic sacrifice and justice fighting against evil.

Ryan laughed when he saw this.

He said to Rosen:

"Go, chop off the hand of the man next to him. If he still doesn't tell you, chop off his other hand."

The native was not very smart and seemed to have not yet reacted before Rosen raised his knight's sword with a sneer.

"No, you cut me, cut my hand!!!"

The native youth roared and struggled frantically, but Rosen ignored him.

Blood splattered on the young man's face. He stared blankly at his companion who was covering his broken arm and screaming, as if he had never thought that there would be such an ending.

The only way to deal with barbarism is to be more barbaric than them. Civilization is useless in front of these natives.

"continue!"

Ryan said calmly, Rosen had already stepped on the native who was howling in pain, and slowly raised the knight's sword in his hand.

"No, don't! I said."

"Pa, you can't tell!"

The soldier, covering his arm, stared at the young man, but the latter did not dare to look him in the eyes.

"We will return to the embrace of the mountains and forests, and this damned invader will suffer the revenge of the gods!"

"Stop yelling. Even if gods exist, they won't avenge you."

Rosen kicked over and then looked at the young man.

"There is no one left in our tribe!"

The young man finally roared out, hatred in his eyes.

"Everyone has been captured by you and sacrificed to the devil!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and the other warriors around him could no longer care about the pain in their bodies. They struggled to get up and attacked the knights again.

Ryan thought of the tens of thousands of warriors wearing animal skins on the Leiyin Gorge battlefield. It was difficult to tell the genders, but when he was cleaning up the battlefield later, he discovered that there were many female barbarians among them.

The natives of this world had no extraordinary means, so naturally they could not fight against Count Weiss, especially the Thunder Giant. He didn't even know how desperate these natives were when the giant appeared.

"We weren't the ones who captured them, why did you attack us?"

"You are all the same, you are devils!"

The young man looked at Ryan. If it weren’t for this nobleman, how could he betray the tribe and tell them the tribe’s secrets.

"This is our home. All you invaders deserve to die."

"You also sacrificed our people to the devil, letting their souls be devoured, and you controlled their bodies to kill our people." The young man became more and more excited and his body continued to struggle.

"Intruder?"

Ryan walked slowly to the front of the young man, and Brand followed closely beside him. In the unfamiliar environment, he wanted to make sure that there would be no threats around Ryan.

The huge force of Ryan's foot landed on the young man, and the latter could not move at all.

"Then I will tell you, there is only one kind of people who die in this world, and that is the weak."

Ryan turned his head and looked at the dark mountains and forests around him.

"Break their legs, and I think they'll know what an intruder is."

Ryan felt it. These natives certainly knew what blood would bring. They screamed in fear, but it was useless. Many native warriors had their legs broken in previous battles and could not run at all.

After the screams, Ryan and others stood in the distance and watched this side. Gradually, the dark shadows in the mountains and forests appeared.

There were three black bears, and they were very excited when they smelled the blood, but what surprised everyone was the size of these black bears.

The black bear stood up and was already over five meters long. If it stretched out completely, it would be even bigger. This was beyond Ryan's understanding of what a black bear looked like.

"Warcraft? It doesn't look like it."

Without the fluctuations of magic power, these black bears are just wild beasts, not magical beasts.

The black bear kept approaching, and some other wild beasts appeared in the forest. They had hungry eyes and were also huge and wild.

"Solve them."

Ryan frowned, and the knights beside him rushed out again. The fighting power of these black bears was so powerful that Ryan felt like he was facing the Frost Python in Warcraft.

However, Brand and Ryan's soldiers are no longer the ordinary people they were before. After fighting for fifteen minutes, one black bear was left, and the other two escaped with bloody wounds.

Wild animals are also intelligent and will run away when they are hurt.

As for the one that was left behind, it was purely because it was unlucky and was facing Brand.

"Kill them."

Although Ryan didn't want to see these natives being eaten by wild beasts, he would not show mercy.

After experiencing the war, he found that he was becoming more and more calm about things like death and killing.

Beside him, Brand felt a little reluctant. He was a righteous man, so Ryan didn't let him do it.

"Maybe I can serve as a slave in the Tundra Territory to open up new land."

Brand said, but Ryan still shook his head.

"It's too dangerous. They are stronger than ordinary people. It would be fine if there were soldiers watching them, but if not, they will definitely kill the people of the Frozen Territory."

Ryan could accept the civilians of the worlds of Exner and Svadifari because they were civilized, knowledgeable and capable of being educated, but this world was different. The cost of educating the primitive and barbaric natives was too high.

What's more, they think Ryan and Count Weiss are the same person. Ryan can't explain this matter. He can only say that the mess left by Count Weiss, Ryan does not want it to spread to the Frozen Territory.

There are a lot of conflicts among the people of the Frozen Territory now, many of which are conflicts in life, but often because of their origins, some people gather together and then cause trouble on both sides.

These contradictions will not develop into major contradictions. Why? Because those people know their original world, their hometown is no longer viable, especially since Exner is completely dead, they will not miss their hometown.

As for the Swadifari, there is only one tribe of people in the wild world. They desire more people and live in groups, otherwise their tribe will gradually die out.

This world is different. When you look up, you will see only white snow on the treetops above your head. Relatively speaking, it is still a world where you can survive.

It's not that they can't survive or have no place to stay. If Ryan captures them, they will just think the same as Count Weiss did before.

Under such circumstances, these barbarians are more difficult to educate than orc slaves, and are an absolute destabilizing factor for the noble territories.

The most important thing is that Ryan did not become the spokesperson for the gods in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)