Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 116: Hero or Bear?
The changes brought about by the dragon blood are also enormous, which can be described as a shocking transformation from decay to magic. The weak dog-headed man has turned into a majestic and strong man. He is wearing a slightly old full body cavalry armor, with an eagle-like look and a tiger-like gaze. The upright posture on his mount reveals the calm courage of a hero.

This is a true warrior, with the self-confidence honed through his undefeated career, a trait only possessed by heroes of our time. Unfortunately, the lord is also such a hero.

The dragon army's formation began to unfold, with the goblins and gnolls taking the lead as expected, while the lizardmen and leopard-headed men were watching closely from behind.

They obviously did not take Highcliff Castle, which had only a few hundred people, seriously. Some of the kobolds and goblins were still talking and laughing, looking relaxed as if they were here for a picnic.

"Want to use the gentle slope to stop the charge?"

Gorgon could see at a glance what the group of humans on the hillside were thinking and simply shrugged it off.

No matter how hard a praying mantis tries, it cannot stop the wheels rolling forward.

It is undeniable that although this group of humans is small in number, with only about 400 people, they are very well-equipped.

In the front were rows of steel shields standing on the ground, like an indestructible wall. In the gaps there were long spears with cold light sticking out, forming a chilling gun formation.

At the highest point was a group of human archers wearing light armor, each holding a purple longbow nearly as tall as a person. They were obviously not just for show.

But again...

Individual bravery cannot determine the victory of a war.

This group of humans are indeed elite, and you can tell at a glance that they are no mediocre people, but their numbers are too small. Compared with its legion of more than 4,000 people, they are at best just a stronger mantis.

"Their equipment and numbers are much better than I expected, but they are still nothing compared to us."

Gorgon looked at the armor reflecting in the sunlight, his eyes filled with bone-chilling greed.

As long as they have these equipments, the dragon army will be unstoppable.

At that time, it will definitely be able to conquer a territory before Lady Sophia wakes up, and it will become Sophia's most loyal and most contributing right-hand man.

Gorgon also has his own plans. With the name of Lady Sophia, there will be many powerful people following him in the future. Before that, he has to accomplish something earth-shaking.

Only then can we still occupy a place in the future.

Gaoyabao is the bridgehead for it to develop this business.

Seeing that there were few people on the opposite side, the werewolf scouts of the Dragon Legion went forward to tease them, and deliberately wandered at the edge of the range of 100 steps, waving their rusty iron knives and howling like ghosts. However, they did not expect that the Fed archers were all tough guys blessed with the power of the system, and with the sophisticated purple longbows in their hands, more than ten of them were shot down in an instant.

The wolf cubs were so frightened that they immediately drove their mounts away like birds and beasts.

“God of Fire, sir, please look at the flag on the opposite side!” A kobold guard wearing leather armor exclaimed, pointing to a long wooden stake with a flag hanging on it stuck in the soil on the opposite slope: “Are these humans insulting us, sir?!”

Behind the Fed archers stood a wooden stake about five or six blades high, with a blue flag fluttering in the wind hanging on it. Oh, and there was also an old human with a dog's head in his arms, who was also hung on it with his torso tied up, looking hopeless.

This is often done by the wild people capturing humans and using their heads to intimidate the mercenaries into surrendering.

The Gorgon never expected that today he would encounter humans using their own kind to try to provoke him.

But this little abacus is obviously of no use to it.

"Only the weak will resort to such schemes and conspiracies, while the strong will often disdain them." The Gorgon sneered and waved his whip: "Let those leopard-headed men shoot this human to death first!" For a moment, it was inevitable that a trace of anger rose in its heart. Of course, it was not for the dead dog-headed man, but for the fact that these humans dared to compare a dog-headed man to it.

As it possesses the dragon veins, it never regards these weak ogres as its own kind.

This behavior of human beings is a complete humiliation to it.

But on second thought, only the weak would use such a strategy to seek victory, and this group of humans obviously thought they could not win, which made it feel a lot better.

Sam, who was tied to the flagpole by the lord himself, felt that except for the strong wind here, the view was wide and he could see the beautiful scenery from the top.

He comforted himself that having a broad vision also has its advantages. For example, in the center of the huge army, there was a person who was obviously the leader pointing and talking to him, and he could see him clearly.

Not long after he gave the instructions, a team of leopard-headed archers began to stare at him with ill intent.

and many more……

I'm just an innocent old man who was kidnapped. Why are you all targeting me?
Sam froze, feeling that something was wrong.

"Prepare for the attack. Let the goblins go first to consume the arrows and physical strength of the Debe people, and then let the group of lizardmen launch a charge."

At Gorgon's command, the wolf cavalry acting as messengers hurriedly passed the order down.

The goblins and ogres, who had been taking their time, sped up as they faced a small number of enemies, even though they were well-equipped.

The dense crowds around them gave them a false sense of security and made them fearless.

Unfortunately, this false sense of security was shattered when they advanced to sixty steps. Arrows covering the sky and the sun fell on their heads, and their companions fell down in large numbers.

They were only wearing tattered strips of cloth and had no way to stop the arrows. At this moment, their lives became as cheap as weeds. They were so scared that they lay on the ground crying and holding their heads.

This is their usual life-saving skill. They are just insignificant little characters. As long as you give up the idea of ​​attacking, you generally won't waste your energy on them, and this is indeed the case.

When they lay down with their heads covered, the originally dense arrows became sparse. The goblins and gnolls knew that these arrows were aimed at those who stood up again. As long as they continued to lie on the ground, they would be safe, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"A bunch of trash."

The Gorgon frowned, from its perspective, this group of humans only needed four rounds of arrows to knock down five or six hundred goblins, and then these rat-like races surrendered.

He didn't even make it up the small gentle slope.

But it didn't care much. It had no expectations for these creatures in the first place. Being able to consume these arrows was obviously the limit of what they could do.

"Let those lizardmen charge forward."

At this moment, Gorgon was still very relaxed, because what really determined victory or defeat were these races that could be called warriors.

It turns out that goblins and kobolds will always be cannon fodder characters that are not presentable.

The next moment, its relaxed mood came to an abrupt end.

(End of this chapter)