Throne of the North.

Chapter 210 Returning Home
What Ryan wants is simple, that is, in the future, the products of Frozen Territory and Lingdu County will be qualified to compete fairly in Yinchuan County.

The nobles of Yinchuan County felt somewhat puzzled by this condition. They did not quite understand its meaning. What benefits could Ryan gain from it?

But when they thought of the gold coins in comparison, the nobles could not find any reason to refuse.

This war reparations cannot be negotiated. Apart from the part that Ryan appeared in front of them, the remaining 90% is still a huge pressure for them, and it may be difficult to ease it in the next ten or even twenty years.

But they have to give, otherwise there will be a new round of war.

Even Earl Weiss is no match for the nobles, let alone the nobles in Yinchuan County today?
After thinking for a long time, Viscount Hogg couldn't figure out the purpose of Ryan's condition, and finally he agreed.

I can't find a reason to refuse, and even if I feel it's wrong, I still have no choice.

Otherwise, it would be golden coins given to Ryan.

They would rather hold the gold coin in their hands than something they cannot see.

Ryan was not surprised. Free trade is a double-edged sword. Of course, for the current situation, there is no double-edged situation.

Perhaps, the future Yinchuan County will only have a beginning to describe today.

'At first, no one cared about this deal...'

When the contract was signed, Ryan sent people to make copies of it and deliver them to several other nobles. This was the final declaration that the war in the North Wind Province was over.

He was finally able to return to the Frozen Territory, his own territory.

"People's joys and sorrows are not the same."

Riding on his warhorse on the way back, Ryan couldn't help but smile when he thought of all the nobles in Yinchuan County who were unwilling to keep him.

I think these nobles won’t hold any banquets for a long time in the future.

On the contrary, another group of nobles will probably squander a lot of money in the next few years.

For Ryan, this is an opportunity.

When he could no longer rely on war as a source of wealth, he inevitably had to focus his territory on the economy.

Products from another world should be very popular among the nobles of the Northern Wind Province, right?

After traveling from Yinchuan County to Leiyun County, Ryan finally returned to Lingdu County. He brought many contracts and countless wealth. The gleam of gold coins shone in the eyes of the nobles of Lingdu County, so much so that the voices that were originally intended to question the heavy losses of the army were silenced.

"Rest in peace, Baron Ryan."

At the foot of Lingdu City, Ryan turned around and saw many smiling faces.

He turned around and headed towards the north with several hundred soldiers of his own.

……

“We still need to continue to repair this road.”

The road that was originally built using orc slaves no longer looks the same after only a year.

"You said that when more people walk, a road will appear."

Brand next to him said this rarely, causing Ryan to burst out laughing.

“Indeed, many people will walk this path in the future.”

Frozen collar.

It was spring plowing time outside, but the frozen land was still covered with snow. The castle on Rhino Horn Mountain was flashing lights as if to welcome Ryan's return. There were shadowy figures on the distant peaks. The snow was being cleared, turning into cold water droplets flowing at the foot of the mountain, and finally washing the surface of the frozen river smooth and clean.

The nobles' joys and sorrows were not the same. When the nobles of Yinchuan County and Leiyun County were trying to raise money, Ryan had already squandered his wealth in the castle. After adulthood, life at night was always rich. Today, Master Ryan once again enjoyed himself with the people.

Celebrate the success of the war, celebrate Ryan's return to his loyal land, and celebrate the appearance of fine wine in the cold frozen earth.

After three consecutive days, Ryan finally climbed up from the Viscountess's body.

Walking out of the door, he looked at the butler Beard who was standing respectfully.

"The dragon heart my father sent me is indeed very powerful."

With a sigh, Ryan came to the top of Rhino Horn Mountain. Standing here, he could see that the terraces had become out of place with the surrounding white snow with the help of charcoal ashes.

"Although we have managed to get a lot of food, the farmland in the territory still needs to be developed. We must be self-sufficient."

"Follow your wishes."

Beard replied respectfully from behind.

"Have the division areas for the militia arrow tower and hunters been decided?"

"It has been confirmed. Miss Etria has designated three hunting grounds in the northern foothills, which will rotate between spring and autumn and summer and winter to ensure that prey resources will not be exhausted. Miss Etria also plans to introduce antlered deer to live in the territory to ensure their reproduction."

"Master Brock led the militia to the northern mountains and personally selected two peaks. He will lead the craftsmen to build two watchtowers on those peaks, each of which can station thirty to fifty soldiers."

Beard pointed to two high places within sight. According to Brock, as long as watchtowers were built at those two places, any movement entering the frozen land territory from the east, west and north directions would be captured.

The plan for the watchtower was decided by Ryan long ago.

The terrain of the Frozen Territory is uneven and high. After all, it is a barrier that keeps the winter wind and snow away from the southern part of the empire.

The complex terrain means that the naked eye cannot see everything at a glance, so the existence of watchtowers is very necessary. They will be the eyes of the frozen land and can also train scouts.

The soldiers will prevent all monsters from entering the frozen land territory, and then arrange soldiers to hunt them in the territory.

To some extent, this is to ensure the stability of the permafrost territory and to protect and supervise the farmers who cultivate the terraces.

They are also Ryan's tentacles. When there is nothing important happening in the south, these tentacles can help Ryan reach deep into the north.

His territory will also become larger because of the watchtowers.

"According to Master Brock, as long as the watchtower is successfully built, it can defend against peak-level second-tier monsters and deter third-tier monsters."

"According to the sketch you gave me, Master Brock is trying to forge a giant crossbow. If successful, it will ensure that the watchtower will have the power to fight against the monsters alone."

Ryan couldn't help himself after hearing this and had a weird expression on his face.

"Can he really succeed?"

He himself knew how rough the sketch of the bed crossbow he drew was.

"I heard that he found a way after going to the south."

Beard told the truth, which finally put Ryan at ease. He knew he was not qualified to take the credit.

"But why does he have so much time?"

Ryan certainly would not forget that he had a deal with the Chamber of Commerce that had not been completed. During the war, the nobles of the entire Lingdu County were also very busy, busy forging iron ore into weapons. The most important of these was of course the 'Snow Dragon Song' series of knight swords forged by Brock himself.

In fact, it was for this reason that the nobles of Lingdu County did not hinder Ryan who was far away on the battlefield during the war, and handed over all the power to him.

(End of this chapter)