Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

"My lord, I am willing to become your subject!"

The wild man who asked the question first said through gritted teeth.

He had no family in the tribe, he was alone. Rather than being a prisoner and not knowing what the future holds, it would be better to state his position now.

"Very good, from now on you are a subject of Highcliff Castle. Three meals a day, guaranteed to be full," Li Wei patted him on the shoulder.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was a little incredulous. After all, three meals a day and guaranteed to be full was a treatment only the chief and shaman enjoyed.

And they only needed to work, they didn't need to fight.

Although they were warriors, they only had two meals a day at most, and they had to take care of the little cubs in their families, so their lives were actually very tight.

After all, their food all relied on hunting and looting, which was very unstable.

Regardless of whether it was true or false, they always had to try. Many people began to waver in their hearts.

"My lord, I also join."

"Me too..."

......

In an instant, Li Wei received more than a dozen applications to join the team, and he smilingly approved them one by one.

Li Wei's team panel did not have a limit on the number of people, so he was not afraid of these subjects wasting places, but he divided these teams into subjects and soldiers separately.

So even if he led the barbarians to win the war, these subjects would not get experience points, which was another difference between the Mount \u0026 Blade system and the game.

Even if these subjects undergo long-term personal training and their experience accumulation reaches the upgrade conditions, Li Wei does not intend to upgrade them at present.

If there are outstanding individuals among them, they will be absorbed into the army and upgraded.

Li Wei was not stingy with rewards for those who dared to be the first to step forward, but for those who joined later, he only promised them two meals a day.

But even so, they looked excited.

Li Wei didn't say much polite words, and directly ordered people to make them a meal.

Before long, a dozen or so Evil Tooth tribe warriors who had become subjects of Highcliff Castle were squatting outside the place where the prisoners were held, eating their rice in large mouthfuls while holding bowls.

There was a large piece of marbled braised meat in the bowl, which made the prisoners swallow their saliva, and their eyes glowed green.

Although Li Wei would not abuse the prisoners, he would not treat them like lords. He would give them leftovers once a day, just enough to keep them from starving to death.

Now that someone had set an example, this group of poor wild men would probably all surrender before long.

The lord can't guarantee anything else, but he can guarantee that even if he sells his ass, he won't let his subjects go hungry.

As for goblins and kobolds? They are just slaves. It's good enough to give a slave a bite to eat, let alone be picky.

If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will. There are a lot of goblins and kobolds starving to death in the wilderness waiting for this position.

The Evil Tooth tribe warriors who had eaten their fill were then sent to mine.

......

The tranquility of the Fed tribe did not last too long. Only a day later, as soon as the sun was dimly lit and the dew on the grass had not yet dried, the horn sounded on the watchtower to warn of danger.

Looking around, there were countless heads moving and wandering in the mountains and forests, and birds and beasts were startled and flew away.

Those were groups of wilderness bandits. They were still waiting, still brewing, but this process would not last too long.

The Fed warriors quickly assembled, and the Burning Legion of Highcliff Castle was also ready. Everyone was prepared for this expected battle.

Wearing the three-layered heavy armor repaired by the Fed blacksmith, holding a two-bladed high square giant shield in his left hand, and a giant sword in his right hand.

Li Wei led the armored and armed orc barbarians to take the initiative to leave the protection of the city wall and lined up in front of the city wall.

One after another, heavy square steel shields nearly two and a half blades high were slammed on the ground by the orc barbarians' great strength, stirring up bursts of dust.

The silent warriors were like steel sculptures, and only the eyes exposed from the helmet proved that inside the steel were flesh and blood.

Behind them were Fed warriors holding spears. When the barbarians couldn't hold on, this was the last line of defense for the city wall.

The city wall of the Fed remnants was only four blades high, and they could not defend the city against the large number of wilderness bandits.

They only needed to suffer hundreds of casualties to fill this height and rush into the Fed remnants' camp by stepping on the corpses of their companions.

So Li Wei had to lead the orc barbarians to protect the city wall as much as possible, and buy more shooting time for the Fed warriors behind him who were drawing bows and arrows, so as to maximize the defensive role of the wall.

These steel shields were the result of the Fed blacksmiths' day and night work at his request.

Perhaps it would take a lot of time to build weapons and armor, but just shields alone could be made a lot in a day.

In a world where technology has not really developed, the telescope is undoubtedly a reconnaissance weapon.

It can not only detect the enemy's movements in advance, but also carefully investigate the details.

This storm, which had been brewing for three days, was more serious than Li Wei thought. The wilderness natives from different tribes actually united briefly in the face of the hard bone of the Fed remnants.

However, the lord didn't think much of it. Even if they united, they were just a rabble.

This was a literal rabble. No organization, no queues, no cooperation, and not even a leader to command the entire army.

But the number was really large. A closer look revealed the figures of all the common races in the vicinity: goblins, kobolds, northern barbarians, forest lizardmen... and even a dozen or so ogres were mixed in.

Trolls and ogres are two kinds of creatures. The easiest way to distinguish between the two is that the former has normal intelligence, while the latter is like a demented child.

However, when God closes a door, he will inevitably open a window.

Although these ogres are demented, with an IQ like an eight-year-old child, their size is more than four blades, their weight is several thousand pounds, and their strength is extremely great. They are real behemoths, and those goblins and kobolds are only as tall as their knees.

"How many people are on the other side?"

Li Wei put the giant sword on the shield in a grand manner. The sound came out through the cross iron bucket helmet, which seemed very dull.

"Four thousand or more?" Zhat was a little unsure.

After all, the mountains and forests have an impact on the line of sight, and the native coalition is messy, without queues, and there is no way to specifically count the number of people.

"What about our people?"

"Forty-eight... three hundred and sixty-eight."

"Not bad, I'll kill a few hundred, and the rest can kill ten each, which is not very difficult."

Although he didn't know the expression in the boss's helmet, judging from the tone, he should be smiling. Zhat also grinned, and his tense nerves eased a bit.

Although he was a veteran of the battlefield, to be honest, including the boss, a total of forty-eight people had to resist the first wave of nearly four thousand people. He had never fought such a rich battle!