Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On the gray wasteland, tens of thousands of troops, under the command of Weilin, steadily advanced and cleared the monster clans within their sight.

In the tent, Cassius stood in front of Weilin and reported to him: "My Lord, the number of monster clans is getting smaller and smaller. If nothing unexpected happens, they will either unite or migrate away from here collectively."

"Advance according to the original plan. Whether the other party unites or migrates collectively, it will have no effect on us."

"I will follow your orders." Cassius bowed and saluted, and left the tent.

Welin looked at the map, and in his heart he actually hoped that these monster clans could unite, so that he would not have to search one by one.

Ten days later, in the river valley, tens of thousands of monster clans gathered here, crawling on the ground, not daring to look up at the black-haired young man on the throne.

"Great Lord Cosmo, your followers have all gathered and are waiting for your instructions." Rogge stepped forward, knelt in front of the black-haired young man, and reported respectfully.

Cosmo opened his eyes and looked at the densely packed ants, numbering 30,000, of which less than 3,000 could be called warriors.

However, he did not care about the strength of his new followers.

Cosmo believed that he could definitely defeat these humans with his own strength.

"Retreat."

"Yes."

The leader of the dog-headed men, Rogge, stepped aside and lowered his head to avoid the black dragon from capturing any useful information from his face.

If the black dragon repelled the human army, he needed to escape in advance before the human retaliated.

If the black dragon was defeated by the human, he would retreat immediately.

In a word, following this stupid black dragon would be over sooner or later.

This is the buffer zone between the Gray Wasteland and the Kingdom of Ilia. Even the most ignorant slaves under his command knew that the Kingdom of Ilia was a warlike and retaliatory country. This stupid black dragon really didn't know where it came from. He didn't find out such important information in advance and ran here to make trouble.

Don't you see the local red dragons and blue dragons, who only dare to establish their own territories in the central and western regions of the Gray Wasteland, and dare not run to the eastern region to enclose land.

The moment he received the news that the human army entered the Gray Wasteland, Rogge asked his brother to lead half of the tribe to retreat westward, and now they should have arrived at the mixed-inhabited area.

"Follow me to go to war."

Cosmo showed his true form, with a 13-meter body and a very oppressive dragon power, which made tens of thousands of monster clans crawl on the ground and tremble.

Looking at the performance of these ants, Cosmo was very satisfied. Although he was thrown to an unknown place by the space storm, he turned a disaster into a blessing and came to a land without a master.

Flying under the sky, overlooking this land, Cosmo swore in his heart that one day, he would establish his own country here.

"Roar--"

Accompanied by a roar, the chaotic and disorderly monster army began to march eastward.

The wailing of slaves and the beating and scolding of warriors filled this river valley.

…

“Lord, a large army of monster clans was found 50 kilometers ahead, with a number of about 30,000.” A knight arrived at the center of the army, dismounted, knelt on one knee, and reported respectfully.

“They really stick together for warmth.” Weilin touched his chin and muttered to himself.

“My Lord, I am a little curious about who organized them.” Kyle turned his head and looked at his Lord, asking curiously.

“One gold coin, guess first.” Weilin smiled, took out a gold coin, and said.

Kyle thought for a while and also took out a gold coin: “I guess, either it is a dragon-like creature or a giant dragon, forcing these monster clans to unite.”

“No, there is only one guess.” Weilin shook his head and said.

“Then it is a dragon-like creature.” Kyle thought for a while and chose the option with the highest probability.

"Then I guess it was the ogres who made these monster clans unite."

"My Lord, I have a hunch that you have fooled me again."

"Actually, I don't know, really."

Facing Weilin's sincere eyes, Kyle shook his head. Anyway, losing is just a gold coin. At most, he won't be fooled next time.

"Order the whole army to speed up."

"Yes."

Several knights who served as heralds left one after another to give orders to the commanders of various troops.

The next morning, in the nameless stream valley.

Twelve thousand troops lined up in the east, with flags fluttering in the wind.

Weilin rode a red phosphorus horse and stood in front of the formation, followed by forty silver wolf knights.

Thirty thousand monster clan troops gathered in the west. Chaos was the theme here. Countless old and weak were driven to the front row to serve as cannon fodder.

The black dragon sat on the stone throne, and thirty-six bronze gnoll warriors carried heavy stones and stood in the center of the camp.

"My Lord, that is the human army of Qixing Territory." Rogge pointed to the neatly arrayed army in the east and said to Cosmo.

"You are lucky, because you are about to appreciate how I make this group of human armies collapse in an instant."

"Ants, cheer for your great master."

After the arrogant declaration, Cosmo showed his true form as a dragon, and his huge body caused cheers from the monster clan.

Facing the sudden appearance of the black dragon, 12,000 warriors stood still, and the place where the lord's flag was located was their spiritual pillar.

Just as the Lord said, the Lord is protected by the goddess of life, and the victory must belong to them, and to Qixing Territory.

"It seems that we all lost. A black dragon appeared here." Weilin said to Kyle with a smile, took out a gold coin from the chips and returned it to Kyle.

"Then, my most beloved master, can I do it?" Kyle took the gold coin and asked Weilin in a very relaxed tone.

Weilin pointed at the flying black dragon and said in a very pleasant tone: "The family is still missing a dragon to pull the cart. Just don't kill it. You can take care of the rest."

Kyle flew into the air after hearing this.

"What? How..."

Before the black dragon could finish a sentence, he saw the human in front of him stretched out his hand, gently squeezed it, and felt a strong sense of suffocation.

A giant dragon showed his desire for life in a very funny way.

Looking at the appearance of an ordinary dog-headed man falling into the water, Rogge no longer hesitated, stepped back a few steps, and jumped into the crowd.

If he didn't run now, when would he run?

"Attack."

Weilin's voice resounded in the ears of the officers, and tens of thousands of troops took up their weapons and charged towards the monster clan in the west.

The momentum was so great, like an overwhelming force, pressing towards the scattered monster clan army.

With broken limbs and arms flying, wailing continued, and blood dyed the nameless stream red.

The huge body of the dragon was thrown in front of Weilin. Kael fell from the sky, stood on the top of the black dragon, put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and saluted Weilin.