Throne of the North.

Chapter 281 How to deal with the Flying Wolf Cavalry

Politics among nobles is always like this: war breaks out easily and compromises of interests are easy.

So when they knew that Baron Ryan and Count Sauron were going to mine magic crystals together, none of the nobles in the entire North Wind Province were surprised by this.

This is very normal. After all, this has always happened to them in the past history.

The two sides fought over a land dispute, and after the fight, they compromised their interests. That evening, it was possible that the two nobles taught the ignorant maid at the banquet a lesson together, fully demonstrating their humility and courtesy.

What shocked them was that one of the two parties was an earl and the other was a baron. This kind of thing did not exist in history.

And because of this compromise, Master Ryan finally had a reason to send a large number of miners and serfs into the other world.

A total of two thousand people were sent into the other world dimension, and in the end only one thousand people went to the location of the magic crystal mine.

No one knew that the remaining thousand people were mining the gold hidden deep underground in the territory designated by Baron Ryan.

Count Sauron did not pay attention to such trivial matters. He was now thinking only about Count Winter's gold mine.

“Gold mine!!!”

Count Sauron gritted his teeth, he was very jealous.

His own extraordinary legion, the Dragon Blood Warrior Legion, has been on a downward trend ever since the orcs moved south.

This can be seen with the naked eye. Everyone can see that the loss of the Extraordinary Legion and the inability to replenish it means the weakening of the Sauron family. Even Count Sauron cannot change everyone's perception of this.

This is also true.

People outside are discussing that Count Sauron is getting old and the Count's family will decline in his hands.

He could not accept either of these two points. He did not accept his own aging, nor did he accept that the Sauron family would decline because of him.

A large amount of wealth must be obtained to bring the Dragon Blood Warrior Corps back to its peak.

"We must capture that gold mine as soon as possible!"

Count Sauron found Ryan in the Marquis's mansion in Thundercloud County and said this with gritted teeth.

Ryan did not refuse immediately, nor was he surprised by the earl's arrival.

"I want to, too. But Lord Earl, can you and I defeat the Flying Wolf Cavalry together?"

Whether in the Borean Province or in the other world, the advantages of the Flying Wolf Cavalry are too great. The advantage brought by the mobility of flying makes it impossible for the army to even launch a sneak attack.

"You should be able to do it."

Count Sauron looked at Ryan with his old eyes.

"You are the most gifted military strategist in the Northern Wind Province. You have won many incredible wars. You must have a way."

Ryan looked at Count Sauron and blinked. I am indeed very young compared to you, but isn't it too deceiving a child to say that?

"You are joking, Lord Earl. How could I possibly deal with the Flying Wolf Cavalry?"

Looking at Ryan's expression, Count Sauron also turned cold. He could see that Ryan was indeed not lying.

So, you're the one who suffered a huge loss?

Count Sauron did not think that he could take over the gold mine by joining forces with other nobles. Count Winter has always been the strongest in the North Wind Province. You know, Count Winter has been the governor of the North Wind Province for thirty years.

All the rights and voice in the empire are not comparable to those of local capitulationists such as Count Sauron and Count Weiss.

A few hours later, Ryan and his soldiers entered the extradimensional portal.

His eyes once again scanned the mountain and forest world in front of him, and he couldn't help but think, is there any way to fight against the Flying Wolf Cavalry?

According to his idea, the best option is to deal with the Flying Wolf Cavalry in the mountain forest world, because the bamboo shoot-like peaks here can make it possible for soldiers who cannot fly to touch the Flying Wolf Cavalry.

Moreover, in his opinion, the Flying Wolf Cavalry could indeed fly, but they could definitely not stay suspended in the sky for a long time like the Griffins. Their physical exhaustion meant that they were destined to fall to the ground eventually.

Landing is the only way to win.

That’s the problem: how to seize that only opportunity.

"It's a bit troublesome."

Ryan was somewhat helpless. He stood on the forest road and looked at several natives not far away. They threw spears through the gaps in the woods. The spears pierced through the air in the blink of an eye and pierced the belly of an antler deer that was drinking water.

The blood kept flowing and the beast was wailing. The other antler deer around it scattered in a swarm, leaving only one or two anxious antler deer circling around the injured one.

It was because of this that the natives harvested a three-horned deer.

"Don't damage the leather, you can change the tools."

The leader of the natives said this, and when he turned around, he found hundreds of knights reining in their horses silently and staring at this side.

"Lord Baron?"

The natives knew Ryan, he was a warrior of the Green Lion Tribe.

"I'm here to collect my things."

Ryan walked towards the Blue Lion Tribe, sent the amber jade and gold mines into the wild world, arranged for people to extract the gold, and then returned to the Blue Lion Tribe.

"Are there any flying prey among your hunting targets?"

Ryan asked the leader of the Blue Lion Tribe, Groove.

The latter thought about it and then shook his head.

"The people of the Gray Eagle tribe like to weave feathers into clothes, and their chieftain wears the most colorful clothes."

Grey Eagle Tribe?

Ryan found the name of this tribe from his memory. They could be said to be the tribe farthest from the military camp that Ryan had found.

The tribe lives on the cliffs. There are no old, weak or sick people in the tribe. All men who are unable to hunt and women who are unable to give birth will be thrown off the cliff. Over time, the bottom of the cliff has become a dining hall for a group of gray vultures.

This also led to the Grey Eagle tribe being very wealthy. Whether in terms of food or combat effectiveness, it can be said that every citizen is a soldier.

At the same time, the Grey Eagle Tribe is a scattered tribe. Their tribe has about two thousand people, but they are distributed on five cliffs.

Ryan did not have a good relationship with this tribe because he led a large army to burn hay and dead wood at the foot of the cliff, and the thick smoke made the Grey Eagle tribe surrender.

The people of that tribe...

In Ryan's opinion, even without the blessing of divinity, the powerful warriors of the Grey Eagle Tribe could rival the barbarian legions under Count Weiss.

After thinking about it, Ryan's hand unconsciously fell on the hilt of the sword.

"lead the way."

……

Halfway through the walk, Ryan suddenly had another idea.

"To Count Winter's territory."

Count Winter is secretly digging for gold. What's enviable is that this matter has not been exposed for so long because Countess Winter is a powerful space magician.

Her space magic can help Count Winter's men transport gold secretly without being discovered.

Ryan didn't envy this, after all, he had a better way.

This indifference made him look relaxed when facing the soldiers here.

But compared to Ryan's casualness, Earl Winter's people were very nervous about Baron Ryan's arrival.

"Baron Ryan, why are you here?" "Lord Hora?"

Ryan was a little surprised that this person was not the one guarding here before.

His expression was slightly solemn.

"Lord Hora, I have also heard about what happened. Please accept my condolences."

"Thank you, Baron Ryan."

In fact, these nobles, including members of the nobility, did not care much about children other than the eldest son. Even when the second son was assassinated by the assassins of the Holy See, Lord Hora did not spend all day immersed in pain.

As long as he doesn't meet anyone from the Vatican, he might not remember that his child has died.

Ryan could sense this feeling because he was not even the second son. The nobles usually used this method to tell all their descendants that only the eldest son could inherit the title.

Sometimes Ryan wonders if the infant mortality rate is caused by medical conditions.

But later I realized that unless the fetus dies in the womb, it is very difficult for the offspring of a noble to die young.

This is a world with gods and extraordinary beings.

Only poor people have dead children.

"What are you doing here?"

Lord Hora was very wary of Ryan because not long ago, part of Count Sauron's magic crystal mine belonged to Baron Ryan.

It would be ridiculous if even part of Earl Winter's gold mine belonged to Baron Lane.

"I'm here to borrow soldiers."

Ryan said sincerely:
"I want to deal with the Grey Eagle Tribe. Lord Hora, you know that the natives have always been unruly."

"I want to hunt a flying monster and need the help of the Grey Eagle Tribe. But to deal with the Grey Eagle Tribe, I want to borrow your Flying Wolf Cavalry."

Lord Hora hesitated and was about to refuse this.

"This matter won't lead to much war. For the death of a Flying Wolf Cavalryman, I will compensate Earl Winter with a thousand gold coins."

"If a hundred of them die, I will compensate each Flying Wolf Cavalryman with three thousand gold coins."

The Extraordinary Legion is the biggest trump card in the hands of the nobles. The Flying Wolf Cavalry can even be used to fight against dragons at any cost. Each one is very precious. In Ryan's guess, one thousand gold coins should be slightly more than the cost of the Flying Wolf Cavalry.

Lord Hora might not agree to this price, but what Ryan needed was to use these words to tell Lord Hora that there would be no serious war on this trip.

"After the task is completed, I will give Lord Hora 500 gold coins as a reward."

Before the birth of the lord system, the annual income of an ordinary baron was only two to three thousand gold coins, which was still relatively wealthy if there were resources in the territory.

So five hundred gold coins is definitely a huge sum of wealth.

Don't forget that Hora is not only the commander of the extraordinary army under the Earl, he is also a lord.

He already has his own property.

If you have an industry, you need...money.

"The natives are no match for the Flying Wolf Cavalry."

Thinking of this, Lord Hora looked at Ryan and nodded in agreement.

"Seven hundred gold coins, and not a single Flying Wolf cavalryman can die."

"I'll try my best, but I can only guarantee that no second Flying Wolf Trooper will die."

Ryan said this, and the deal was done. Soon, hundreds of Flying Wolf Cavalry appeared in front of Ryan.

……

"Captain Luke, we meet again."

Ryan was a little surprised. The person who came was a soldier he knew. He had served as a communications soldier for the nobles in the war between Tieshan County and Viscount Hogg.

"Lord Baron Ryan."

Luke addressed him respectfully. He was not like Hora, who possessed the power of a sky knight, nor did he have a noble title. He was inevitably a little reserved when facing Ryan.

"Ahead is the territory of the Grey Eagle Tribe. Captain Luke, how do you think we can make them surrender?"

Ryan stood in the gap between several large rocks, looking at the gray-white mountain in front of him with few trees and soil.

This place is a corner of the mountain and forest world. The mountains are made up of grayish-white stones. Even getting water is difficult and needs to be intercepted from the cracks in the rocks.

Moreover, you can see far away at a glance.

"You can use grass and wood burning, or smoke."

Captain Luke said that this was the way to stop Ryan, so he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly after he said it.

"If you want to kill them, this is a good idea, but now I need the power of the Grey Eagle Tribe."

"So, you Flying Wolf Cavalry should go and give it a try."

For soldiers, fighting is instinct, and Ryan's orders did not arouse suspicion from the Flying Wolf Cavalry.

Quickly, one hundred Flying Wolf Riders took off into the air, flapping their wings, and flew towards the cave on the cliff.

……

"Those damn alien invaders are here again!"

"They actually sent the army here!"

"It is unforgivable. The gods will eat them."

"What about the leader? What should we do?"

Amidst the chattering, Eagle, the leader of the Grey Eagle tribe, made a decision.

"Do you think the Grey Eagle Tribe will be able to deal with them?"

Standing on the big rock, Ryan looked at the movement in the distant sky. The Flying Wolf Cavalry had approached the cave of the Grey Eagle Tribe, about fifteen meters away. They were also very cautious and would not rush in rashly.

Just when Captain Luke was about to say something, hundreds of figures appeared in the dark caves and threw out what they had in their hands.

"Is that... a fishing net?"

Ryan saw that the natives of the Grey Eagle tribe threw out large nets. If it weren't for the distance, all the Flying Wolf Cavalry would have been caught in the net in an instant. Looking at the toughness of the nets, once caught, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even so, several Flying Wolf cavalrymen who were not in time suffered. The wings of the unicorn flying wolf were large, and once caught in the net, it quickly lost its levitation power and fell downwards.

Fortunately, the height was not too high, and the knight on the flying wolf's back tore the net with a long sword. Only one of the unicorn flying wolves that fell down was unlucky and broke its bones and struggled on the ground.

But this was not the end. The natives in the cave above head brought out wooden barrels one by one and threw them into the air. Then other natives came with stones in their hands and instantly hit those barrels.

The milky white liquid exploded, brightening Ryan's eyes in the distance.

"gum?"

He laughed, having found a way to deal with the Flying Wolf Cavalry.

"Let them come back. I have to pay compensation for every master's death."

The purpose of borrowing the Flying Wolf Cavalry for seven hundred gold coins has been achieved.

(End of this chapter)