Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Looking at the soldiers falling around him, Sky felt a pang of grief. He glanced at the Shadow Forest, but there was still no sign of activity.

He couldn't understand what Fojello was doing. According to his calculations, and with the marks he'd left in the Shadow Forest, he shouldn't be lost. At most, it should have taken him half a day to arrive, but there was still no news.

Honestly, he hadn't expected to die here. While he wasn't afraid of dying in battle, he certainly didn't want to die in such an insignificant place.

His dream was to die in an epic, large-scale battle, recorded in the annals of history, a knight who had slain countless enemies, supremely valiant.

Speaking of which, what is Lord Li doing now?

For no reason, Sky thought of Li Wei again, perhaps the numbness from killing had allowed his mind to wander.

He had seen the loud noises like fireworks during the day. If he wasn't mistaken, only the Lord of High Cliff Castle could do something so unconventional.

Hmm? What's that?

Suddenly, Sky focused his gaze into the distance, where heart-wrenching screams were beginning to emerge.

He saw countless Wildlanders howling as they flew into the sky, as if hit by a speeding warhorse.

Upon closer inspection, Sky was stunned.

"Lord?"

There were no warhorses, only a fully armed ironclad warrior charging headfirst towards them. Whether it was a goblin, a pig-headed man, or a minotaur blocking his path, none could escape being directly smashed away.

They crashed heavily to the ground, wailing in agony from broken bones.

Sky was very familiar with that armor. After all, the two had only separated during the day, so he couldn't mistake it. Only the Lord of High Cliff Castle had this set of bright black armor with a red cloak.

"Sky, I'm here to save you! Aren't you moved?"

The figure was charging very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had smashed through countless people and arrived within fifty paces, his roar drowning out the sounds of battle.

Sky was both moved and amused, and finally roared back, "Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived! Follow me to meet them!"

Speaking of which, one person's reinforcement should still count as reinforcement, right?

He was shrouded in battle aura, leading a small team to kill towards the Lord's location.

"Kill these two dwarves!"

The Wildlanders also discovered Li Wei and Heather, these uninvited guests, and roared as they surrounded them.

"My Lord, what do we do?"

Heather, held in the ironclad warrior's arms, trembled as she looked at the endless Wildlander warriors surrounding them with bloodshot eyes.

Don't let her title as a priestess fool you. A single spell could easily kill nearly a hundred of these ordinary people, but that was it. After that, she would be stuck with spellcasting lag, making her just a slightly more physically fit ordinary Drow warrior. A single Minotaur could kill her.

In the past, as a spellcaster, she was always protected in the center by countless people. When had she ever been surrounded like this?

"What to do? They should be the ones asking what to do."

Li Wei's voice came out through the faceplate, sounding very deep, but Heather could still hear the utter disdain in it.

Swish!

A pig-headed man roared and swung his hammer.

Faced with such a mediocre opponent, the Lord didn't even bother using any special moves, merely delivering a Dragonfly Touch.

The burly pig-headed warrior clutched at the fist-sized bloody hole in his neck, falling backward in disbelief. Even in death, his simple mind couldn't figure out how a two-edged greatsword, as big as this little dwarf, could pierce his neck so quickly. He only saw a flash of silver light…

Li Wei only used a sword, and within his three-blade range, no living thing could enter.

With the addition of his enormous strength, the swinging greatsword was like a speeding heavy truck. Grazing it meant instant death, touching it meant shattering.

"Lord, why are you alone?"

Soon, the two sides joined together, and then immediately killed their way back, with the front-line soldiers blocking the gap, and the two talking in the back.

"If I brought people, you would have been cooked already, with only your butt floating on the soup."

The Lord showed no pity, throwing Heather to the ground. Facing Sky's questioning gaze, he casually explained, "A Drow priestess I caught during the day."

He said it so easily, but Sky smiled wryly.

Only this Lord of High Cliff Castle could say it so easily.

As everyone knew, no matter which legion, spellcasters were definitely the second most heavily protected people after the commander.

Like Master Fugin, he had people protecting him in the very center, which was what all the soldiers would do spontaneously.

After all, the importance of a spellcaster was self-evident. Not only was it important to the commander, but in the eyes of these ordinary soldiers, a spellcaster could also reduce a lot of pressure for them.

Therefore, this Drow priestess must also have been heavily protected by the other side. Capturing her alive from the tens of thousands of Wildlander coalition troops, the difficulty was enough to make one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

Heather patted the dirt off her body, silently got up from the ground, and remained expressionless. She had been treated so roughly many times, and she was already used to it.

Of course, this had absolutely nothing to do with the terrifying strength of this human.

"Heather, cast your spells directly at the most densely populated area of the enemy. I shouldn't need to teach you this, right?"

"As you wish, my good lord." Heather smiled, emphasizing the word "good."

Sky looked worried.

This Drow priestess had only been captured for less than a day. Even if she had surrendered, it might only be a temporary measure.

Was it really okay to let her cast spells in the center of the team like this? What if she directly smashed the magic at their own team?

"Lord…"

Before his worries were finished, he was interrupted by the Lord, who waved his hand, speaking with a righteous face, appearing broad-minded.

"Sky, as a commander, you must trust people you use, and not use people you don't trust."

"…" Looking at Li Wei's confident appearance, Sky really wanted to say that this was not just distrust, this was purely a newly captured enemy soldier!

But in the end, he didn't say it, only sighing that Lord Li was truly unconventional and difficult to fathom.

"My Lord, thank you for your trust." Heather felt a little better when she heard these words, and said sincerely.

Although this human was very rude and had no aristocratic etiquette, at least he had a broad mind and was not heavily guarded against her just because she had just surrendered.

Li Wei smiled smugly in his heart. What trust people you use and not use people you don't trust, it was purely that this Drow named Heather was the only member of the four captured Drow priestesses who received a join team application.

Li Wei didn't know what the other party's thought process was, but she surrendered as soon as she was captured, but this was a good thing, so he brought her over to support.

If she hadn't surrendered, Li Wei would have brought Maisha.

After all, a spellcaster is more beneficial to the battle than a warrior.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Fojello should be temporarily unable to escape, so we can only rely on ourselves next. You take people to guard this place, and leave the rest to me."

Li Wei took a deep breath, put on his mask, and trotted towards the other side with his greatsword.

"Panda! Panda!"

Cutting down a few insignificant small fries, Li Wei shouted in the crowd.

"Lord, here!"

A panting roar sounded, and Li Wei looked up.

He saw a dozen minotaurs surrounding Panda and slashing at him frantically, determined to slaughter this Pandaren on the spot.

"Damn it, these small fries only know how to pick on the weaker ones!"

The Lord's words made Panda choke, almost being hit in the back by a minotaur's hammer. Finally, his iron tower-like burly body exerted force, roaring and overturning the four minotaurs in front of him. With a backhand slash, a silver light flashed, and a good bull head soared into the sky.

He was the strongest warrior of the Panda tribe, with a body stronger than a bear, agility faster than a cat, and a javelin throw comparable to a ballista bolt.

Now he was being called weak by others, but remembering the amazing feats this Baron had done, Panda was silent. Compared to this Lord, he was indeed weak.

With the Lord joining the battlefield, the remaining minotaurs quickly followed suit.

"Panda, organize your men and follow behind me, charge together!" Li Wei said concisely, quickly instructing.

He always adhered to the principle that offense is the strongest defense. It was useless to keep guarding this small hill, it was better to lead people to form the sharpest blade, repeatedly interspersed in the crowd, killing them with fear and exterminating them!

But this blade could not be composed of any small fries, there must be a strong powerhouse and a group of fearless ace soldiers.

Only then could it become a sharp blade, rather than a small team that could not even rush out ten steps.

Fortunately, Li Wei thought he was quite strong, and the Pandaren in front of him were definitely the best charging personnel at the moment.

A whistle sounded, and the surrounding Pandaren gathered and stood at attention, their hill-like majestic bodies stretched straight. Although there were only ninety people, standing there, a murderous aura was enough to rival thousands of troops.

Li Wei remembered that there should have been ninety-six Pandaren in front, now there were only ninety, and it goes without saying where the remaining six went.

He didn't say much, coming to the front of the team.

As one of the most elite teams in White Flow City, the Panda Warriors were not only personally brave, but also proficient in various combat formations.

Therefore, without instructions, they spontaneously came to the Lord's sides and formed a ∧-shaped battle formation.

The Pandaren were all masters of Qi, this power from the heart, allowed them to perceive the surrounding situation without their eyes, so the dim fire did not affect them at all, and completing a night battle was completely easy.

Li Wei held two greatswords and began a counter-charge, he rushed in the front, followed by the equally silent Panda Warriors.

At this moment, a purple halo fell from the air, covering the front row of Panda Warriors, they immediately felt a sinking feeling on their bodies, the iron armor they wore was obviously heavier - this was the Solid Armor Spell cast by this Drow priestess Heather.

She did cast a spell on the Lord's head, but it was not a powerful evocation spell, but a enhancement type spell.

The two sides collided without hesitation, and the sound of shouting and the sound of weapons colliding suddenly became fierce, one breath, no! Even before one breath, the victory and defeat were instantly divided.

The Wildlander legions began to fall in pieces, and the charge team led by the Lord crushed the opponent's formation.

"Too strong!"

Sky looked at the pile of black and white fat people repeatedly rushing and killing in the Wildlander coalition crowd, and felt extremely emotional.

In fact, this tactic had also been implemented by Panda with his people before.

The effect was very good at the beginning, and the other party had to temporarily suspend the offensive, but as the Minotaurs joined the battlefield to block them, often dozens of them could drag down Panda's charge, and then they would be besieged by other Wildlanders, falling into the quagmire, and it would be difficult to move forward.

In the end, they had to retreat back to this hill.

But now…

No matter if there were ten Minotaurs in front, or twenty Minotaurs, whether they were armored or not, they could not pass a round in the hands of this Lord Li.

He led this group of Panda Warriors, like great white sharks swimming freely in the sea, without a trace of stagnation.

You could only see the Wildlanders falling in pieces like cutting wheat, this was no longer a massacre, this was a visual feast!

Heather quickly finished chanting the spell, and found that the human in front of her had collided with the Pandaren and Wildlanders, making it difficult to distinguish each other. Although she instinctively wanted to end both of them in one pot, reason still occupied the high ground, glanced at the other side, and shot the already formed Burst Boulder towards this pile of Lizardmen.

A stone ball weighing several thousand pounds fell from the sky, its power enough to scare timid goblins to death on the spot.

The boulder fell, crushing a piece of Lizardmen in the blink of an eye, with screams and wails.

Boom!

A violent explosion erupted, bursting out with an orange-yellow hot light, as dazzling as a small sun, and the entire hill instantly lit up like daylight.

The huge impact overturned a piece of Wildlanders, and the fine gravel with the power comparable to crossbow arrows shot in all directions and knocked down another piece.

Just talking about this spell alone, the casualties added up to at least double digits, the casualties were secondary, and the blow to morale was absolutely unimaginable.

"There are still spellcasters on the other side!!"

The Wildlanders howled shrilly, as if they had seen the undead.

Originally, the spellcaster who controlled the ice and snow elements had made them suffer.

After finally enduring until the other party's magic was exhausted, now another spellcaster proficient in evocation magic came.

Moreover, if their brains had not been eaten by goblins, how was this spell the same as the one their spellcasters used to attack the other party's city walls during the day?

This made their minds even more agitated and they began to think wildly.

…

"How is this possible?"

In the distance, Layton, who had been watching the battlefield, was stunned.

It never occurred to it that the four Drow priestesses would directly betray the enemy as soon as they were captured, using magic against them, who were still allies a moment ago.

"These Drow dare to betray the Matron?! They are really a bunch of whores who spread their legs for a copper coin, they should be sent to mine forever!"

Ilya Kim jumped and cursed, her chest heaving with anger.