Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 102 Gorgon's Ambition
This was indeed the case. Since it was born, none of its own tribesmen had been its match. Later, it fought against the strongest warriors of the tribes around the wilderness and still remained undefeated.

It suddenly felt lost, not knowing the meaning of its existence in the world...

Until Lady Sophia arrives!

It is like the sun to life and the starry sky to the earth. Lady Sophia is like a bright light in its confused life, guiding its way forward.

Gorgon didn't know why Lady Sophia, a giant dragon, came to the barren wilderness, but there was no doubt that this was a gift from the gods to this poor creature.

Lady Sophia came to the wilderness in vain with nothing, but she saw it at first sight among the crowd.

Adults gave it a new life and a new direction.

The dragon blood contained in its body is destined to fight for Lady Sophia, and it will eventually have an epic battle with an unknown powerful enemy that will be passed down for thousands of years.

It led its men to wipe out the surrounding tribes, recruited surrendered dependents, and was appointed as the commander of the Dragon Legion by Lady Sophia.

After accepting the appointment, Gorgon knew that he had to do something for this lord.

And it feels that only the throne that humans have always fought for can reflect the dignity of Lady Sophia.

From then on, it had a new goal, to help adults unify the wilderness, become the king of the wilderness, and then rule the world!
So after the dragon army initially had combat effectiveness, Gorgon began to lead the army to take the initiative to destroy the tribes of all sizes in the wilderness. On the one hand, low-intensity combat was used to train the soldiers and seize food. On the other hand, it could take the opportunity to collect treasures for the adults.

These are just some of the little things it can do for adults.

Just a few days ago, it heard the news that two large tribes in the south were fighting each other, and almost everyone had an iron weapon.

This made Gorgon instantly realize that this was an opportunity. In terms of bravery alone, the wild people were no match for those skinny humans, but the reason why they were always defeated in wars was because of these sophisticated weapons and equipment.

With these weapons and equipment, the strength of the Dragon Legion will obviously be taken to a higher level.

Looking at the boundless grassland and the vast sky, feeling the breeze blowing in his face and the scent of grass and trees, Gorgon had an extremely strong feeling - destiny is in his own hands!
"Sir, twenty miles ahead is the Black Forest where the two tribes are located." A gnoll scout captain drove the wolves to a position behind the Black Mountain Deer and Pigs and said respectfully.

The wolf under his butt was cruel and murderous, but when facing a ferocious beast with some magical blood, it still couldn't help but expose the cowardly side of its nature. All four legs were trembling slightly, and it didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Gorgon came back to his senses and nodded slightly: "Yes, I understand."

"Let the brothers rest for a while and launch the attack after replenishing their strength."

Gorgon believed that mere bravery was just recklessness, because no matter how strong an individual was, he would eventually pale in comparison in a group war.

So it bought a book "Knight Abin" from a human caravan. According to the human merchant, this is a diary of a knight's life-long struggle to become king, and it is a bedside reading for every Debe person.

So he read it day and night, and drew some wise sayings from it.

——A rash attack will lead to a quicker end, so it is particularly important to conserve your energy.

How wise and elegant!

Gorgon chewed on this sentence over and over again, and he liked it very much. "My lord, do you need to ask the brothers to find out the situation of these two tribes in advance?"

"No need to. Facing the giant dragon army that is rolling forward like a wheel, the fate of these two tribes can only be crushed like a praying mantis." Gorgon smiled disdainfully: "Don't think too highly of them. They are just a group of slightly larger tribes. In essence, they are no different from those goblins."

"Yes, sir." The scout captain saluted with his fist on his chest, then hurriedly rode the wolf away.

It's no wonder that Gorgon is so confident. Its dragon army has more than 3,000 people. Excluding its own race and goblins who are used to make up the numbers, there are about 2,000 remaining powerful races.

The most elite are the vanguard Minotaur led by it. Each of these minotaurs is nearly three blades tall, with a sturdy build, and is equipped with the most elite equipment. Each of them wears a simple iron armor and holds a giant mace or war hammer.

They are the elite among the elites, and their number is relatively small, but after undergoing the training described in the book, they can be almost controlled as if by one's own arms.

It can be said that even if Gorgon encounters Debe's regular army, he is confident that he can give it a try.

The confidence to not care is nothing more than strength!
The gnoll cavalry blew loud whistles and began to pass on orders. After a brief period of panic and confusion, everyone sat on the grass to rest after they understood the adult's thoughts. This could be considered as obeying the orders.

……

Today is the seventh day of the war between the Fengyong Tribe and the Lizardman Tribe. As the sun sets, the two sides leave dozens of corpses in the basin where they fought. Accompanied by the loud horns of their respective tribes, they begin to retreat in an orderly manner.

Ever since the Lizardmen Tribe picked up wild weapons and archers from their own territory, the Wind Surge Tribe's unstoppable advance has been bogged down in a quagmire.

The two sides are now in a strange stalemate. Apart from dozens of corpses being left behind to each other every day, there is no other change.

The soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief. Today's fighting was over and it was time to call it a day. Fortunately, they survived another day. As for tomorrow?

Let’s leave tomorrow’s worries for tomorrow. Anyway, the tribal elders didn’t require them to defeat the other side tomorrow.

Several warriors from the Fengyong tribe cleaned up the battlefield and even waved goodbye to the familiar-looking lizardmen on the opposite side. The two sides looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

No one knows whether they can survive tomorrow, so they feel particularly sympathetic towards an enemy who can survive with them for a few days, and it feels like they are a kind of alternative comrade-in-arms.

Of course, if the two sides meet on the battlefield, stabbing each other would definitely be much more cruel than stabbing other strangers.

Just so that you can step on the other person's head and laugh wantonly, and say: "Brother, buddy, I have lived one day longer than you!"

The tribe’s location is still half a meal’s time away from here.

The battlefield was chosen here because corpses would easily rot in the hot summer, and no one wanted to have to clean up the corpses after a battle, so the battlefield was chosen to be located farther away for convenience.

In the tribe, Sam looked at the warriors who had returned without any progress, his face as gloomy as the dark clouds in the southern border during the rainy season in October.

But when he turned to face the guards of Gaoya Castle, he smiled a slightly flattering smile and said, "Captain Joss, I have packed the equivalent of this batch of weapons for you. Just deliver it directly."

(End of this chapter)