Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 113 Testing
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Miriel, who was watching from the side, had been taught by the Lord to keep silence, and had no expression on his face. But at this moment, he suddenly lowered his head and covered his face with his white arms, coughing continuously as if he was choking on water.

She didn't understand why this group of people could chat and laugh in the face of a dragon army that was ten times larger than their own guards, and now they were even trying to set up a flag.

A legendary flag that has been passed down for thousands of years?
A legendary banner that has no self-awareness and was destroyed by a dragon?

If this is the case, it is very likely that it will be passed down for thousands of years and appear on a page of military history thousands of years later, being used to warn those arrogant lords to always maintain a humble character, and especially to have awe of dragons.

"Miss Miriel, I remembered that you were about to leave. Why are you still here?" The lord glanced at Miriel.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Miriel sincerely apologized to Bairistina.

No matter what choice Highcliff Castle makes, she, as an outsider, has no right to criticize anything, not to mention that as a half-elf, her behavior is really too rude.

"I think this suggestion from Chief Steward Tina is very good." Levi tapped the table slowly and said slowly: "Flags are like names. They are very helpful in creating a sense of honor and maintaining the morale of the soldiers."

"Especially since we are about to go to war with a dragon, after we win we will obviously need an item to carry the honor that comes with slaying the dragon."

"Those legendary legions in history had flags that were more colorful and flashy than the other. Even noble ladies would pay tribute to them if they went out with their flags!"

"Right." Beristina, who got the approval, held her hands to her heart and said, "I think the flag of the Order of the Rose is very beautiful."

"A Bunny Knight Order, and their flag is so flashy." Levi had a look of disdain, one could even say it was disgusting.

The reputation of the Order of the Rose is so great that almost everyone in the entire Medieval Continent has heard of it.

However, this title is mostly hated and disdained by men, while it is admired and worshipped by women.

Its founder is a princess who collected the handsome men in the kingdom to form a knight group. No matter whether the armor, flags, or uniforms are practical or not, they must be the most exquisite.

Everyone knows about the fighting power, of course. The so-called Knights Order is just a group of people pulled out to show off to others. As for whether it was created openly for private use or what, it is unknown.

Later, the kingdom was destroyed, the princess was captured, and the knights were disbanded. Some people, who had nothing but good looks, had to work as rabbit gods to make a living and were kept by lords with unique hobbies.

However, if Levi traveled back to that time, he would at least be a team leader.

"Our flag can't be like this one, which looks good but is useless." The lord stroked his newly grown stubble and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a particularly good one.

Originally, several ideas popped into his mind, but they were obviously not acceptable because they were of too high a status.

Levi was afraid that the small pond in Gaoya Castle could not bear the weight.

"Boss, let's make a double axe and shield flag." Mutuo was the first to raise his hand. The orc tribe he belonged to used to use a simple flag with two axes, so the purpose was naturally self-evident.

"Why not make a wolf claw flag?" Hogg, a werewolf, touched his head and said embarrassedly.

"It's too ugly, and it doesn't have any deterrent effect. It's better to just embroider my head on it." Zat's plan was a blatant rebellion against Tiangang, and his purpose was obvious. The three leaders who currently controlled the military power in Gaoyabao, faced with the competition for the flag representing face, firmly adhered to the principle of personal consideration, and successfully let the opportunity slip away.

"What kind of undead creatures are these?!" The lord realized that the three men, apart from the cobbler, could also be three monks carrying water. Judging from the looks of these three guys, it would be best if they were to pick up knives and chop people one by one, while the others should rest as soon as possible.

The lord pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He took out a charcoal pencil and quickly drew on the parchment in front of him.

"A mountain wrapped in flames? And there's a sun on it?" Looking at the picture on the parchment, Beristina frowned slightly. This flag was completely different from the exquisite and meaningful flag she had imagined.

"I am the sun." The Lord pointed at himself happily and said as a matter of course: "The mountain is Highcliff Castle, and the burning flame is naturally the Burning Legion."

"You're not as domineering as me." Zat curled his lips secretly and only dared to whisper behind her back.

"I think it's a good idea. It not only makes me stand out, but also makes Highcliff Castle and the Burning Legion appear on it." The lord looked at the banner painting that passed around and returned to his hand, and confirmed it again.

As we all know, when the lord uses seemingly uncertain words such as "I think", "I believe" and "I suggest", it is actually irreversible.

"Why is everyone silent? We in Gaoya Castle are not a one-man show. We practice freedom and democracy. If you have any opinions, you can speak freely."

The lord had actually made the decision secretly, but he still pretended to be hypocritical on the surface, acting like a typical sanctimonious nobleman.

“…I don’t have any.”

Zat was the first to raise his hand to report, but he felt that he had to be careful when walking today because he was afraid of being struck by lightning.

"……No."

……

"Very good, then it's a happy decision." Levi looked at Bai Ruisitina happily: "Tina, you can embroider, right?"

After getting a definite answer, the lord was even happier. If Bairistina didn't know how to do it, he could only go and find Jos, a middle-aged single warrior who was proficient in needlework.

The next three days passed in an orderly manner. In the morning, the patrolling wolf cavalry finally encountered the attacking enemy thirty miles away from Gaoya Castle, and had a brief battle with the cavalry on the opposite side, who were also wolf scouts.

A sudden encounter, cautious observation and testing, a brief period of circling each other to organize the formation, and then a wolf howl sounded the clarion call for the charge.

The wolf galloped across the grass, its broad paws making only the slight thump of raindrops falling to the ground.

This is also why gnolls are suitable as scouts. Compared with the loud sound of human cavalry hooves, they are obviously more stealthy in their movements.

Both sides have the courage and will to fight to the death, but fighting is never a one-man show of courage and will.

Compared to the High Cliff Fort Scout Cavalry, whose members all wear light cavalry armor, needle-point iron helmets, revealing only green eyes, and hold fine steel scimitars, the so-called Dragon Legion is just a name, but in fact it is just a group of country bumpkins holding only rusty iron knives and wearing tattered leather armor.

The outcome is naturally decided in an instant.

(End of this chapter)