Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 120 The Hero's Home

Levi touched his head and looked at the head on the ground in confusion.

To be honest, he expected that this Dragon Vein Gnoll could at least give him a couple of blows.

After all, with the blessing of dragon veins and the control of fire elements, as well as the blessing of various luxurious skills, he is obviously an expert among experts.

He is much stronger than those fighters in the arena who only have some inferior fighting spirit.

But I didn't expect that he would be defeated in one move.

This was the first time he had given it his all. He had never been so serious when he had defeated those barbarians in Zat before.

The Lord put his hands behind his back, looked up into the distance, and sighed, "Alas, the masters are as lonely as the snow."

Originally, after the victory, reciting a poem with ornate words would appear more graceful, but the lord, the emperor of Yuhuang, who is a rustic and incompetent man, can only read some obscene poems and really does not have such literary talent, so he could only regretfully give up.

"Boss, your sword."

At this time, Zat picked up the broadsword that Levi had thrown on the ground to show off and handed it to him.

The lord took it and looked at the giant sword for a few seconds, his tone firm.

"The souls killed by this sword are all heroes among heroes. I wonder what kind of hero the owner of this sword is."

Listening to his boss's inexplicable words, Zat curled his lips and wanted to say, "Isn't this yours, Boss?"

But suddenly it realized something and quickly shut up.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Hogg, who had been wandering around the periphery, rushed over and happened to hear Levi's words. He subconsciously replied: "Sir, isn't this your sword?"

"That's right!" The Lord clapped his hands, as if he had suddenly realized something, and said happily: "I didn't expect that I am such a hero!"

Listening to the lord's boasting, Zat turned his face away and pouted, feeling sick as if he had lice all over his body.

The pure crushing power brings the purest visual impact.

Even a camel can be broken by a straw, let alone the human heart.

The fluttering flags of the dragon army fell to the ground at some point, and pairs of big feet kept stepping on them, but no one cared.

After their leader was easily beheaded by the enemy, the morale of the Dragon Legion, which was already low, plummeted to the bottom. The goblin ogres who escaped first inspired the lizardmen and leopard-headed men who were still hesitating.

It eventually turned into an avalanche-like rout.

The werewolf cavalry who had been supporting from the periphery continued to pursue and kill, expanding the results of the battle.

The fighting came to a halt, and groups of prisoners were escorted by the warriors of Gaoya Castle to a makeshift dungeon. The people were called over to clean up the battlefield.

Although this group of dragon legions are poor, if they strip off the iron tools on their bodies and send them to the blacksmith shop in Gaoya Castle for re-forging, they can also become a considerable number of weapons.

Sam, who was hanging on the flagpole, witnessed the entire war. So when he was let down by the lord, his legs were shaking. He hugged Levi's thighs and cried bitterly: "My lord, I know I was wrong. I will never run away again. I swear to serve Highcliff Castle until I die!"

Sam couldn't stop feeling fear when he thought of the scene in front of him where the lord chopped the minotaur in half with one sword.

"Then I would like you to help treat the wounded in Highcliff Castle."

Levi smiled and spoke politely, but it scared Sam so much that he collapsed to the ground, his head like a rattle, and he quickly said that this was what he should do.

By the rushing river, the orc barbarians of the Burning Legion were standing in a circle with their arms folded, watching their leader interrogate the prisoners.

"Speak!" "Speak or not?!"

"You're so stubborn, I guess I'm going to give you something tough!"

Zat waved the cowhide whip in his hand and whipped the leopard-headed man. The guy was so stubborn that he refused to tell the truth even after being whipped dozens of times.

The leopard-headed man who was beaten mercilessly wanted to cry but had no tears. If you want to know something, just ask it. Why don't you just ask it and not tell it...

Levi, who had been waiting for no news at this time, became impatient and chose to take action himself. He pushed aside the orcs and squeezed in. He grabbed the leopard-headed man's neck and hit him hard with two big dice on both sides.

"Are you the followers of a giant dragon?"

"Yes."

The leopard-headed man, who was beaten by two big dicks for nothing, covered his face and answered honestly with trembling voice.

I felt relieved that I finally didn't have to be beaten.

"Why didn't this dragon come?"

"..."

What Levi couldn't understand was that when the dragon army attacked High Cliff Castle, the dragon didn't come.

When he was caught in the battlefield, he actually kept paying most of his attention to the distant sky. Unfortunately, he didn't even see a scale of the dragon until the end of the war.

This made him doubt the authenticity of the dragon. Could this legion be a fake? This led to this interrogation.

After interrogation, the leopard-headed man even revealed that he had drunk the milk of several female leopards when he was a child.

And the lord also got the news he wanted.

This legion was indeed a large army of the dragon's followers, but their march south was not ordered by the dragon, but the dragon-veined dog-headed man's own initiative.

As for the dragon, it is still sleeping.

This news made the lord overjoyed. If the dragon was still sleeping, he could easily launch a blitzkrieg.

However, the authenticity of this news is also worth pondering. The lord did not believe in one person's words. He interrogated dozens of prisoners in succession and got the same answer.

After the battle, Beristina and Mir rushed to the battlefield from the High Cliff Castle behind them.

"Levi (brother-in-law), are you okay?"

"Something's up." Levi was directing the trolls to pull the carriage out of the reed marsh. When he saw Beristina and Mir coming, he said, "I have a few things to ask of you."

"The first thing is the prisoners. With the current situation of High Cliff Castle, it is impossible to swallow so many prisoners, but it is not possible to release them." Levi pointed to the prisoners who could not fit in the dungeon and had to be arranged by the river. "Those lizardmen and leopard-headed people can be sold to slave traders as warriors or fighters."

The lord is not a philanthropist and does not averse to the buying and selling of slaves. After all, these guys all want to attack Gaoya Castle and kill or enslave everyone in it. Levi was already very kind-hearted not to kill them directly.

"Tina, you can contact Lorinna about this matter. She is also involved in the slave business."

"Okay." Beristina nodded.

"The second thing is the spoils of war. Although a lot of the equipment is crudely made and in tatters, after being melted down and recast, it can still be a batch of impressive weapons."

Levi turned his attention to the weapons and equipment that were collected and piled up by the people. "Mir, I'll leave this to you. Recast these into iron armor."

(End of this chapter)