Throne of the North.

Chapter 299: True Church Believers, War Outside the Forest (Subscription Request)
Stability is the era that nobles desire most.

The other world has become completely stable. Everyone works together to mine those minerals, gain wealth together, and there will never be another war.

There was no orc invasion in the Borean Province this year, and the land war between the nobles ended early.

A large number of people have been arranged to mine and will not return to the territory in a short time.

The North Wind Province became extremely peaceful due to the lack of human traffic. In the wind and snow, everyone was doing their own things, and because of the bad weather, no one went out.

The entire province looked solemn and quiet under the wind and snow.

The nobles were naturally happy with the stable environment of their territory, so they also thought of moving to the mild land in the south to escape the cold.

When the six nobles went to the south to visit their future in-laws, the other nobles gradually began to have ideas.

It was simply too cold in the blizzard, and the nobles could not stay in the room covered by the magic circle all the time, nor did they have so much wealth to squander on this.

It would be better to go to the South to avoid the cold and for political reasons.

By the way, the native nobles of the North Wind Province have never traveled to the South after becoming imperial nobles.

So a group of nobles formed a group and planned to go to the imperial capital to witness this year's Grace Festival and even visit Columbus III, the great emperor of the empire.

After the nobles left, the territory continued to operate as normal, which also shows that without these nobles in the territory, the impact was actually not that great.

However, these nobles did not take their heirs with them, but left them to manage the territories.

Lords cannot leave their territories for long periods of time. They must always keep their majesty over their people. Killing a few people from time to time is also a way to maintain their majesty.

The heir can replace the lord, so the people won't feel too bad about it.

But there are many things that the heirs cannot deal with, such as those priests who "pass by" their own territory.

"Why not just drive them away? The nobles have all the power in their own territories, and they have the right to prevent the Vatican from entering."

In the Rhino Horn Mountain of the Frozen Territory, Ryan answered this question in response to the incoming inquiry.

Therefore, it was very difficult for these priests and monks and nuns who came from afar to enter the territory.

They could only go to those cities, but they were avoided as if they were snakes and scorpions.

"This is... a dark place that my Lord has never illuminated."

The priest said this, and the monks and nuns behind him agreed and looked at the people around them angrily.

"They should be tied to a cross and burned with the flames of our Lord."

A nun approached a house on the street and wanted to collect some supplies to serve Chenxi, but was driven out, so her eyes were gloomy.

"It's just a silver coin, but they don't even want to take it out. In their hearts, they are simply blaspheming the faith of Dawn."

"We should use cruel punishment to make them understand the glory of the morning sun!"

The nun spoke in a devil's whisper.

"Allah will punish these unbelievers."

The leading priest radiated a faint holy light, which made the people around him feel awe.

And then… they couldn’t find a place to live.

The next day, these people disappeared into the city.

……

Frozen collar.

Ryan was a little surprised.

"Our Lord Marquis actually had the courage to kill so many priests and missionaries this time."

After that, he said to himself:
"Perhaps, it was the grace of the God of Light that gave him the courage and confidence."

"The royal family and Meyers should have arranged some more extraordinary people to help him."

Ryan looked at the handwriting on the intelligence.

Where a priest died, an inextinguishable black horseshoe-shaped flame was left behind, which did not dissipate on its own until half a day later.

The power of the Nightmare Knight's breathing technique, this terrifying breathing technique that combines divinity, allows the knight to have the means to blend into the shadows. At the same time, the released nightmare flames can also corrode metal.

Assimilate the warhorse mount into a part of the Nightmare Knight, and when suffering a fatal injury, the injury can be transferred to the Nightmare Warhorse.

The extraordinary army of Grand Duke Meyers' family has surpassed the boundaries of the mundane world and has truly and completely entered the realm of the extraordinary.

This is the strength of the Grand Duke's family.

"However, the personnel sent by the Holy See this time are of mixed quality."

The other handwriting in front of Ryan described the extreme behaviors of the monks, nuns, priests and missionaries after they came to the North Wind Province.

He believed that all slaves and civilians should kneel before them to welcome the glory of the dawn.

Everyone must serve the Lord of Dawn devoutly, and the most direct way is to give money. Copper coins are too low-level and are not qualified to serve the Dawn, so at least silver coins are required?
How could a family afford such silver coins?
Wherever they went, all expenses were paid for by the nobles, and they prayed for the nobles to be immune to all diseases and to give birth to boys.

If the people in the Holy See were all like Archbishop Adriana and the missionaries around her, Ryan felt that the Holy See was extremely terrifying, and even doubted whether the Empire had received the benefit and support of the gods in order to expel the Holy See.

But now, seeing the behavior of these Vatican officials, he felt that the success of the empire was not a miracle.

The defeat of the Holy See is inevitable.

Under the devout belief, countless termites who rely on the big tree of the Holy See are hatched. They are more noble than the nobles.

Did the war between royal power and divine power break out in such an environment?

From the small details, Ryan already understood that the initial war between perfection and theocracy was an increase in the power of the monarchy and also the corruption of theocracy.

At both ends of the scale, one side became lighter and the other side became heavier, so there was balance and war.

Ryan had no interest in getting involved in the fight between Light and Dawn. It was enough for him to know the intelligence. Birki's world of ice and snow would be his main target this winter.

There was no smile on Count Furte's face. He suddenly turned from a high and mighty count into an ordinary person. This sudden change of status made him look much older. As an ancient nobleman, he could not bear such a result.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. As a noble, even if he died, he would die with the identity and pride of a noble, instead of living like this now.

But looking at the silvery-white figure riding on a war horse marching towards the sun in the distance ahead of the mighty army, Count Furte's courage that had just risen up disappeared again.

He was not an excellent nobleman. If he had the qualities of a noble, he would have organized his army to attack Ryan earlier, instead of waiting until the next day to run into the War Bear Tribe crying.

But in his heart, he still wanted to be a noble, unyielding and great aristocrat like his ancestors.

So... after the War Bear Tribe's army set out, the Earl fell ill and never got back to health.

Some other nobles were also sick. Like Count Furte, they could not accept the change in their status. Their mental unwillingness and self-conceived nobility consumed their bodies.

"Curse... This is the curse of the gods, the curse of the Night Spirit Continent on us traitors and wanderers..."

"We will all die with the ugliest faces and be buried in the darkest hell."

An elderly noble was screaming on the bed, but he dropped his arms helplessly in shock.

Ryan didn't know the status of these former nobles. At this moment, he followed the army of the War Bear Tribe to attack the Mad Bear Tribe.

That city... located halfway up the hill.

"The war bears will break through the solid walls for us. The fearless warriors will kill all those who resist. The noble war bears, descendants of the great frost lords, will rule the declining world. The throne of Bilgi is waiting for us."

Angelo, the leader of the War Bear Tribe, held the crown and recited ancient hymns, then put the crown on his head.

Each of the three tribes has the confidence to believe that it is orthodox.

The confidence of the War Bear Tribe lies in their surname and the crown in their hands.

The crown was blessed by the Frost Lord, but other than being a symbol of status, it has no extra meaning.

Bogeld is the standard-bearer of the War Bear Tribe, and indeed she is a standard-bearer. She holds a huge flag, which depicts an armored war bear riding thunder, standing upright and roaring.

Three thousand soldiers, including slaves, were the army that attacked the Mad Bear Tribe. Among them were fifteen crossbow carts covered with animal skins.

The skins of the huge beasts in the forest world are so useful that one piece can cover a crossbow cart. "Hurry up!"

"We have to reach the pine forest before dark!"

Angelo roared loudly. In the white world, the huge team was not marching very fast.

The sunlight in the sky was becoming increasingly thinner, and the War Bear Tribe was unable to actually reach the forest that was said to be full of pine trees, because in that forest, the army of the Mad Bear Tribe was already waiting.

Pairs of scary eyes appeared in the pine forest that could not be fully illuminated by the sunlight, and then hundreds of savage white bears rushed out.

They were not tamed polar bears, but wild beasts from this world. It was unknown how the Mad Bear Tribe gathered them together, but now they were charging towards the army of the War Bear Tribe.

"Something's wrong. The Crazy Bear Tribe doesn't have this ability."

"That was done by the Holy Land Magician from the Crazy Bear Tribe."

Ryan said on the side that the Mad Bear Tribe also has a Sanctuary Magician, who is one of the only two living Sanctuaries left after wandering into this world.

It's not surprising that the potion can drive these beasts.

Even the Mad Bear Tribe was able to know the marching route of the War Bear Tribe with the help of that Holy Land magician.

"Have you completely become a member of the Crazy Bear Tribe?"

Ryan looked at the rushing white bear army, asked the soldiers behind him to make way, and then revealed the fifteen crossbow carts.

Since the Sanctuary Mage is involved, there is no way to conceal this thing. When these white bears rush over, it will be exposed.

"Shoot them!"

Fifteen giant crossbows, three meters long and two meters wide, are movable war weapons made by the Frozen Territory. Exposing their hideousness at this moment means that there will be a bloody massacre.

Three-meter-long crossbow arrows flew across the sky and penetrated into the body of the white bear. Under the huge inertia, the latter rolled out a long trail of blood that was dazzling on the snow, and then there was no movement.

Boom!

The daggers struck on the shields. The warriors of the War Bear Tribe had gathered. Nearly two hundred armored bears roared, causing the charging white bear army to come to a brief halt.

"kill!"

With a shout of killing from Bogerd, the army of the War Bear Tribe began to charge, with the armored bears at the front. They were completely suppressed by the wild white bears.

With an earth-shaking bear roar, Volibear slapped a polar bear on the head, causing it to see stars. Then he bit the bear's throat with his sharp teeth. The huge muscle power lifted the polar bear up, and blood flowed on its snow-white fur. Then he threw the severely injured polar bear out and hit another polar bear.

With the armored war bears and war bear warriors standing in the front, the War Bear Tribe's army did not suffer heavy losses. As time went on and the sky gradually darkened, half of the corpses were left behind, and the remaining half of the white bears fled into the depths of the pine forest.

After the battle, many soldiers from the War Bear Tribe sat on the ground exhausted and without caring about their image. But just as they sat down, a large number of soldiers from the Mad Bear Tribe rushed out of the pine forest and launched an attack towards this side from behind the armored bears.

"Get up! Get ready to fight!"

Bogerd stared at the front. The army of the Mad Bear Tribe had appeared dozens of meters away. In just a few seconds, the armies of both sides started fighting again.

This time they were not facing the wild white bear, but the same enemy as them. The armored bear was blocked by the armored bears of the Mad Bear Tribe, and the Mad Bear warriors also fought with the War Bear warriors.

"How do you have such powerful strength?!"

A Mad Bear Warrior was not paying attention and had his beast head cloak cut by a dagger. He looked at the War Bear Warrior in front of him in shock.

"We are descendants of the great frost lord!"

The War Bear Warrior roared and smashed his shield towards the opponent.

On the other side, Bogerd, who had already killed another wild bear warrior with his tremendous strength, raised the dagger in his hand.

"Kill me!"

Ryan had fallen behind the battlefield, and his knight squires did not participate in the battle. The previous gambling agreement stated that he was only helping the War Bear Tribe to unify, rather than completely tying the two sides together.

It can be sold when appropriate, but not at the cost of too much loss to one's own troops.

"The number is about a thousand more."

Ryan roughly calculated the numbers on the battlefield, a knowledge he gradually became familiar with after commanding the army in the North Wind Province.

"There are sanctuary mages helping them complete logistical tasks outside of the war. If this continues, the War Bear Tribe will lose."

At present, it seems that with the suppression power of nearly two hundred War Bear warriors and the strength of Bogeld, the War Bear Tribe is in a balance, but in fact, the longer time goes on, the more physically exhausted the soldiers of the War Bear Tribe will be, and they will lose.

The previous white bear charge was intended to consume the physical strength of the War Bear Tribe. White bears are very strong, and every confrontation is a huge blow to the physical strength of these soldiers.

The Sanctuary Mage made the war go much more smoothly just by helping from the side, which also made Ryan alert.

"The War Bear Tribe cannot be wiped out here, otherwise our plan will fail, Brand!"

Since he had chosen the War Bear Tribe where Bogeld was, it would be very difficult for Ryan to start over from other tribes.

Five hundred cavalrymen galloped on the edge of the battlefield, trampling on the snow, and appeared at the edge of the pine forest before anyone could react.

"charge!"

The knight's long sword emitted a cold light in his hand, but the cavalrymen behind Brand drew out their three-meter-long lances and rushed towards the Mad Bear Tribe army in front of them with their arms across their shoulders.

At any time, the oppression and impact brought by the cavalry are extreme. The iron hooves of the northern war horses that are as fast as the wind are enough to trample all the enemies into meat paste.

Five hundred cavalrymen penetrated the rear of the Mad Bear Tribe army without any hindrance, and pierced through this bloated army from left to right. After all, except for a few warriors who had contracted with the armored bears, the rest of the soldiers were just ordinary, stronger men.

They were no match for this cavalry force.

Blood and flesh watered the muddy snow behind the cavalry. In a short period of time, a group of people screaming and wailing and a group of people who could not scream appeared on the huge battlefield. The battlefield was in chaos under the iron hooves of the cavalry. The army of the Mad Bear Tribe seemed to have lost its center of gravity and tilted at this moment.

This is also the drawback of this world. No matter how large the scale of the war is, it is still a mess. Brand can easily see where their weak points are, and defeating them will lead to the collapse of the entire army.

Like now.

Most of the soldiers of the Mad Bear Tribe need to start considering their retreat.

"Chase the remaining people into the forest!"

Brand looked at the pine forest. The pine forest was not a bad thing for the cavalry because the gaps between each tree were huge and the ground was flat.

Cavalry could move through it.

"kill!"

Every cavalryman was shrouded in a layer of turbid evil spirit, and these soldiers hiding at the back of the Mad Bear Tribe’s army were originally the weakest.

They are slaves and logistics. Only the bravest warriors can fight in the front, and the weakest will be squeezed to the back.

So, their fear, their flight, their screams and wails began to affect the army of the Mad Bear Tribe on the front battlefield.

"Woo——"

A loud horn sounded from deep in the pine forest. Then the warriors of the Mad Bear Tribe looked unwillingly at the warriors of the War Bear Tribe opposite them and began to retreat towards the pine forest.

"Don't run! There are cavalry inside!"

A wild bear warrior roared and gathered the surrounding soldiers together, using the armored bears as combat units, so that they would not have to worry too much about sudden attacks by cavalry.

"Stop chasing."

Angelo stopped Bogerd who wanted to rush out and glanced at the soldiers behind him. Most of them had already exhausted all their energy and were lying in the blood with pale faces. If it weren't for their heaving chests, they would have been thought to be a group of dead people.

"Damn mad bear, I'll kill them all sooner or later!"

Bogeld was unwilling to give in, but it would be useless if she chased after him alone.

At the same time, Brand in the pine forest also heard the sound of horns coming from the depths, as well as the voices of the Wild Bear Tribe warriors fleeing from behind.

"Pol Centurion!"

A bearded cavalryman behind Brand responded:
"General."

"You take the men back to the Baron, and I'll go see if there are any more people deep in the forest."

After saying that, Brand swung the reins and the horse galloped off into the depths of the forest.

(End of this chapter)