Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

The dazzling sunlight rose from the horizon. After half a month of continuous heavy snow, the wilderness finally saw a break today.

The goatfolk auxiliaries and warriors alike moved into the sunny spots, savoring the hard-won warmth, and gossiping about current affairs, though mostly, nine times out of ten, they were talking about their inhuman lord.

Li Wei, hands in his pockets, leaned against a wooden post, carefully observing the reinforcements from White Stream City.

These three thousand included a heavy infantry unit and a cavalry unit, with the cavalry being the most numerous, reaching about two thousand. The entire camp was filled with the "neigh" of horses.

However, Li Wei wasn't too concerned about these. His gaze frequently shifted towards a group of people wearing azure blue robes and hoods, with rhombus-shaped ice crystal ornaments hanging on their chests.

This squad wasn't very large, only seven people at most.

But Fojello clearly placed more importance on this group, even the Panta Warriors had to take a step back.

"It's mages!" Sam, wearing a felt hat, squeezed in from the group of barbarians with arms crossed, pointing to one of them, an old man with a white beard, who had taken off his hood and was holding a wooden staff.

He felt a sense of belonging, as spellcasters were even rarer than goblins obsessed with lust in the wilderness.

As for Old Neil, the kobold… he had automatically excluded him.

That damned kobold, ever since learning Soil Enrichment, had risen in status and no longer paid attention to him.

Looking at the white-bearded old man being respectfully received by the commander of the Thorns Legion, Sam was filled with envy.

This was the treatment a spellcaster should receive, not like him, whose status at Highcliff Hold was barely higher than a commoner.

"They are ice snow priests from the Ice Snow Goddess Church, also warlocks who control the element of ice."

Sky came to his side at some point, correcting Sam's wording.

"More than 70% of the people in the Northern Region believe in the Ice Snow Goddess. White Stream City has their church built there. They have a close relationship with the Duke. Their support this time should have been arranged by the Duke."

He casually explained some common knowledge about magic to the illiterate bunch at Highcliff Hold.

"I thought you all believed in the Holy Light Goddess."

Li Wei stroked his stubble, thoughtfully.

"How is that possible? The people of Deber generally believe in the Three Gods of Justice. These three goddesses are the Goddess of Life, the Goddess of Holy Light, and the Ice Snow Goddess."

"The Northern Region is located in the north and is cold all year round. The geographical location determines that many civilians will believe in the Ice Snow Goddess. Generally speaking, more people believe in the Holy Light Goddess in the royal court."

Involving the issue of faith, Sky had to popularize this knowledge to the lord.

"Oh? So you believe in the Ice Snow Goddess?" Li Wei asked.

"Me? I am an infidel."

Sky blinked, smiling.

This time, Li Wei was taken aback. In this world with clear divine manifestations, there were actually infidels besides him?

The key was that he didn't believe in God, not that he didn't believe in the existence of God, but these gods had nothing to do with him, so why should he believe in them.

If it could really bring him some benefits, he wouldn't mind believing in it.

Sky didn't talk much about this topic. Although infidels were rare, there were still thousands of them in Deber. He was just one of them by chance.

"With the arrival of this group of priests, we can easily defeat this wilderness coalition."

"Now is the time of ice and snow. For these priests who know ice and snow magic, their spells will be at least 40-50% more powerful."

Sky said decisively.

They had suffered a loss from not having spellcasters before, which allowed the wilderness coalition to successfully deploy the Minotaurs to the rear, almost causing irreparable casualties.

Thinking of this, Sky took a deep look at this lord.

If it hadn't been for this Sir Li to turn the tide at that time, it was unknown whether the Thorns Legion could have been preserved as well as it is now.

"That's not necessarily true, maybe this wilderness coalition is just an appetizer." The lord said meaningfully.

Sky didn't dare to answer, said goodbye and left quickly.

This evasive appearance made the lord even more suspicious.

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

If it was just a group of wilderness coalition forces, such a big battle wouldn't be necessary.

Leaving aside Florina and the thousand-strong cavalry regiment that disappeared with her.

Excluding the soldiers lost by the Thorns Legion, the lord roughly estimated that there were at least four thousand people, plus the current reinforcements, the number was already no less than seven thousand.

Including the logistics auxiliary soldiers and cooks, there was no problem in waving the flag of a 15,000-strong army.

Using it to deal with a group of wilderness natives whose main force is estimated to be only six thousand is really like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

Especially now that seven spellcasters and a hundred-man team of Panta Warriors have been additionally transferred.

Not to mention dealing with this group of wilderness hicks, it is more than enough to go south to attack the city.

Although the previous battle did surprise him, it was actually just like that.

Only the equipment was indeed much better than the previous natives, and it had caught up with the equipment of those miscellaneous regiments in Deber.

But when it came to fighting, there was still no formation, and as always, they rushed up in a swarm and fought on their own.

It can only be said that a makeshift team is a makeshift team, maybe there is someone behind it who knows a little about military affairs.

But that person is also trying to make bricks without straw, and can only make up for this shortcoming through some rough strategies.

He may also have some profound strategies, but expecting a group of unorganized and undisciplined makeshift teams to implement them is like asking farmers to march in step.

"Zart, come here, I'm assigning you a task."

Li Wei called Zart, who was enthusiastically watching the Panta Warriors, to a corner and instructed him.

The two whispered for a long time.

"Anyway, you can use the supplies as you like, and get the favorability of this group of Panta Warriors to go up." Li Wei patted Zart's shoulders, who was bowing, and said in a serious tone: "Little Zart, although the task is difficult, I have high hopes for you."

"Boss, I guarantee I will complete the task." Zart said quickly, patting his chest.

After making the guarantee, Zart curiously asked: "Boss, what about you?"

Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be done by the boss, who is the best at fooling people, why would he think of handing this matter over to it.

But fortunately, this group of Panda people look like honest people like it, just fooling them should not be difficult.

"Me?" Li Wei looked at the group of priests from the Ice Snow Church, and said with a sigh: "My task is also full of difficulties."