Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

It has to be said that these northerners are indeed brave enough, still roaring and climbing towards the city walls in the face of repeated blows.

Under the cover of the ice and snow mages who had recovered their magic power, the Southern Territory soldiers on the city walls were bombarded for a while, ushering in a brief vacuum, which allowed some Northern Territory soldiers to climb onto the city walls and immediately engage in close combat with the defending soldiers on the city walls.

Unfortunately, their numbers were too small after all. Faced with the reorganized spearmen on the city walls and the archers standing on the arrow towers, they were quickly wiped out.

Even from such a distance, the sounds of fighting and screams were still clearly audible.

Li Wei shook his head. Even if the number of spellcasters in the Northern Army had the advantage, they could only suppress the defenders on the opponent's city walls. Once their magic power was exhausted, the opponent would immediately reorganize their forces.

To be honest, if the first batch of climbing soldiers were replaced by the Panta Warriors or the Paladin Order, as long as a few of them climbed onto the city wall, it would be enough to hold out until the support of the troops behind them arrived.

Unfortunately, the first round of defense is often the most intense, and the siege troops will suffer the most violent bombardment.

This is not cold-blooded, but a necessary trade-off. If someone must sacrifice, then saving the most elite warriors is a natural choice.

The country bumpkins of High Cliff Castle were amazed. This was a scene they had never seen before.

Gorgeous magic was used like it didn't cost money, wholesale to the opponent's city head, just to suppress the opponent's guard army and buy time for their own siege soldiers to breathe.

Dense soldiers, like ants, climbed up the cloud ladder endlessly. No matter how many fell, someone would immediately fill their place.

A team estimated to be several hundred people, fully armed warriors, had already set off. They were more than three blades tall, even taller than the orc barbarians.

The average height of the Southern Territory people is about one blade and eight, and even the tallest Northerners in Deber are only two blades.

It is hard to imagine that these three-blade-tall people are humans.

However, Li Wei had long known that these were the old people of the North, living in some ancient mountains, and were tricked by Fulina to become soldiers by some unknown method.

These big guys took neat steps and pushed huge siege vehicles.

They sang unknown ancient songs in unison, their voices were loud and their tunes were vast, with a kind of self-evident ancient meaning, even across thousands of steps, they could still cover the overwhelming shouts of killing and spread throughout the four directions.

"This is a war song called 'Oath of the End.' These old people of the North are descendants of giants. It is rumored that this war song was sung when the giants and behemoths broke the treaty and started a war. It is said that it can bring strength and luck to themselves!"

The earth spirit Layton listened carefully while continuing to explain to the surrounding illiterate people: "Giants are also said to be the eldest sons of Titans, so most of this war song is sung in the language of the Titans."

"However, these old people have obviously forgotten too much, and part of the Titan language has been translated into the common language."

Li Wei gave a thumbs up to this knowledgeable earth spirit.

If it is said that when he had just taken in this earth spirit, the other party was just a wilderness bumpkin who was proficient in some military affairs.

But after the other party absorbed all kinds of Deber knowledge like a sponge, he can now be regarded as half a Deber expert.

The Black Rock Fortress soldiers tried to stop the approach of this behemoth, but when their own spellcasters who were most likely to destroy the siege vehicle were suppressed and dared not show their heads, they had no threat to this big guy.

As hundreds of old northerners with a trace of giant bloodline grasped the handle of the giant siege hammer, they roared in unison, their muscles bulged, and as they vented the abundant giant power in their bodies, the siege hammer flew far back.

When it reached the limit, they pushed it forward sharply.

With a loud "Duang" sound, it was as crisp as hitting iron.

This made the lord couldn't help but pick his ears, and reminded him of when he was forging steel. The sounds of the two were not much different, they were exactly the same.

But I have to say, these big guys are really strong.

The cylindrical siege hammer, made of hardwood and metal, that three people can hug, its weight is definitely not discounted at all.

If it were Kalia Town, I'm afraid this one blow would shatter the city wall.

Unfortunately, the gate of Black Rock Fortress is not a simple product either. After such a blow, it only shook off some dust.

This couldn't help but remind Li Wei of Gonda, the central city of Deber. It is rumored that the city wall is as high as forty-eight blades, and the eighteen-blade-high city gate is made of palladium steel. Even if it is bombarded by magic for a day and a night, there will not be a trace of it. It is called the city that never falls.

Since the city wall was built, it has never been breached, and it has always been disintegrated from the inside.

After this war is over, he really needs to go to Gonda, just to see it.

...

Inside Black Rock Fortress, in an inconspicuous underground prison, messengers came in and out one after another.

In order to prevent the opponent from adopting the tactic of using trebuchets to bombard the buildings in the city, this underground prison received so many noble officers for the first time.

The furnishings inside are also very rough. The iron railings have been removed and expanded into a larger space. Carpets are laid on the ground, and tables are placed in this space that cannot be considered spacious.

Several nobles, headed by Kloss, were surrounding a conference table, with plates and knives and forks in front of them, containing a medium-rare steak, with a small red tomato on top for decoration.

Kloss slowly cut off a small piece of beef with a knife and fork and put it in his mouth to taste carefully.

This Southern Territory Marquis had encountered something when he was a child.

A farmer on his father's territory was arguing endlessly with an old farmer under a lord with a stiff relationship over the ownership of a cow.

Both sides insisted on their own opinions, saying that the cow was theirs and the other was a hateful thief. Since neither side had strong evidence, the matter remained deadlocked.

From Kloss's point of view at the time, the worst solution was to compensate the farmer who did not get the cow with money of equal value.

But unexpectedly, the subsequent development far exceeded his expectations. His father directly and arbitrarily judged the cow to belong to his own people, while the other farmer cried and went to his lord to complain.

The consequence of this incident was that the two barons caused a械斗 that killed hundreds of people.

After that, he realized a truth, that weakness is a sin, which will lead to countless troubles, so he resolutely went to Gonda to study at the military academy.

And eating steak has unknowingly become a part of his daily life, which will make him always remember this truth.

"The opponent's spellcasters do have an advantage, which will put us at a disadvantage in long-range means." He wiped his mouth with a white napkin, his voice unhurried, "Therefore, it is reasonable for us to be at a disadvantage, so there is no need to worry about it."

The sound of knives and forks colliding stopped abruptly, and a group of noble officers immediately stopped their movements and listened carefully.

Suffering from the fact that they only had six spellcasters, especially with two spellcasters missing, they directly fell into the lower position when they bombarded each other with magic.

As a result, they had given up resisting the opponent's bombardment. Whenever the opponent's magic power recovered and prepared to bombard, the soldiers could only find a place to lie down and hide, and were painfully bombed.

And the result is that many Northern Territory soldiers will climb onto the city wall, and it will cost a lot to grab it back.

In their opinion, this problem is unsolvable at all. Noble spellcasters are not weeds on the roadside, and can be conjured out of thin air. But this old marquis always said not to worry, and now it seems that it is time to solve the mystery.

"The opponent's spellcasters are vigilant enough, and each time they release magic, they are outside the range of the bed crossbow, but they don't seem to have thought of one thing, that is, the priests from the Great Earth Mother Church are proficient in earth elements, and spellcasters do not necessarily need to release powerful shaping magic to perfectly show their usefulness."

Kloss showed a long-lost smile. Just as the officers looked at each other, not knowing why, he continued: "Until today, the priests have finally dug a tunnel close to the opponent's spellcasters underground, and arranged a sufficient number of bed crossbows in it!"

All the listeners exclaimed in disbelief, not believing their ears, and then looking at the smile on the old marquis's face, they burst into extremely excited noisy voices.

They had never understood before why the old duke had to transfer two priests away when the spellcasters were clearly at a disadvantage. Now that they knew, they only had admiration left.

"Sir, then why don't you let all the priests build tunnels and expand enough space to install bed crossbows? This would obviously be faster."

A noble with a not low status was as humble as a student eager for knowledge at this moment.

To be honest, this tactic is not particularly profound, but no one present thought of it, only this old marquis thought of it.

"First, if we don't have spellcasters appearing and resisting, it will definitely arouse the opponent's vigilance, which will greatly reduce the success rate," Kloss stroked the wrench on his thumb, his tone calm: "Second, two priests are actually enough, and if there are more, the resistance will be too weak and will be noticed by the opponent."

"In short, we only have one chance, so we have to be careful and careful no matter what we do. Details determine success or failure!"

Everyone was immediately deeply impressed.

"Why should I let that group of ice and snow mages' snowbirds fly around above the castle? Why should I let four earth priests climb the city wall to offer blessings to the soldiers?" He looked around, just like a lion regaining its new life: "When you clearly know how many enemy spellcasters there are, and they have already appeared on the city wall, what will you do?"

"We will do our best to suppress the opponent's spellcasters and assist our soldiers in climbing the city."

The noble's face could no longer hide his admiration.

"That's right, and that's our chance!" Kloss smiled slightly.

"They are powerful and crush us, so they will be arrogant, arrogant, and disregard everything, and then they will believe everything they see and will not go into it!" The old marquis, who was over half a hundred years old, still had a loud voice. He said in an almost shouting volume: "Everyone, we are indeed weaker than the enemy, this is undeniable, but there is no need to worry about it! Because we have gained humility and caution because of this, and we are walking on thin ice! And now..."

"First, what we have deployed on the city wall is only conscripted militia, and the elite warriors are not damaged. The enemy has begun to be arrogant and no longer cautious!"

"Second, the arrangements we have made are not known to the enemy!"

"Then now, let us wait and see." Kloss's old and loud voice instantly became unhurried again. He smiled: "Waiting for the pleasant string sound of the bed crossbow, and then..."

"Counterattack!" The noble officers immediately shouted loudly.

The power contained in it seemed to shake the table slightly.

...

"Xiser, which one of you is stronger than this group of ice and snow mages?"

Li Wei sat by the fire, looking at the dozen or so ice and snow mages floating in the sky and gathering together to cast magic, while shelling melon seeds and asking curiously.

As a magic muggle, he judged the power of spellcasters entirely by the power of their magic.

For example, Sam, who only knows healing and stone skin, is definitely at the bottom of the bottom.

Xiser was wearing a black hooded robe. In the past, in order to hide her identity, this dark elf priest would cover her appearance even when she briefly appeared in front of outsiders.

As a result, those northern officers and soldiers thought that the lord was taking a woman on the road to relieve his anger, and they were all secretly envious to death.

Now that there were no outsiders, this dark elf finally took off her hood, revealing her pointed ears and beautiful face that was enough to suffocate the northern soldiers who had not seen a woman for several months.

"The magic power in the two white-bearded old men is very strong and has almost reached the level of high-level mages. I am afraid they control stronger magic. As for the rest, some are similar to us." Xiser did not brag, but told the truth.

In fact, because of the magic tide, the level of mages is not too detailed. Now, from high to low, they are generally replaced by apprentices, primary, intermediate, and advanced.

The criterion for judging is the concentration of magic power in the body.

This means what kind of powerful magic the other party can practice. After all, the more powerful the magic, the more magic power it consumes.

Li Wei nodded, very satisfied with this.

He didn't expect that the High Cliff Castle Spellcasting Team, this grass-roots team, could be comparable to the other party's regular priests.

He would be very satisfied if he could be better than the middle level of the other party.

What's more, with the blessing of the system's power, the High Cliff Castle Spellcasting Team will also become stronger at a visible speed.

But having said that, Li Wei looked at these ice and snow mages huddled together, extremely tempting, and couldn't help but fantasize - just like chicks squeezed together, it would be a shame not to hit them with bed crossbows or trebuchets, they are so close to the mouth.

But then he shook his head again, these ice and snow mages are not fools, they are very far away from Black Rock Fortress, completely out of the range of bed crossbows and trebuchets.