Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 149: Panta Warriors

The wooden house was actually quite spacious, but it naturally became crowded when a dozen strong men squeezed in.

Especially because of the fierce cold wind, the windows and doors were closed tightly for fear that any cold wind would come in.

There is no air circulation at all, so you can imagine how strong the sweat odor of a dozen rough men is.

Originally the lord could still tolerate it, but with the arrival of Florina, a faint fragrance was mixed in with the sweaty smell.

This is like putting a bowl of fragrant rice in a toilet full of shit. Not only does it not make you feel hungry, it makes you feel almost nauseous.

Fortunately, the lord is not an ordinary person. He can hold his breath for an hour or so, and it should be no problem for him to last until the end of this meeting.

"In fact, I didn't get any specific information about the Minotaurs heading south. I just stood on a high place and looked at their general situation from afar."

"Then we were attacked by a group of centaurs. This group of centaurs consisted of about 30 people, all of whom were adult warriors. They held bows and carried giant swords. They wore leather armor and had good combat effectiveness."

"Especially the leader who commands them. I may not be his opponent if we fight him one-on-one."

Knight Skye explained with a heavy face.

He was not a scholar who liked to choose words and sentences, nor was he a commander who paid attention to flowery words, so as to make it easier for this battle recorded in history to reflect his erudition as much as possible.

Therefore, he described the situation at the time in plain language to the officers present, both big and small, so that they could judge the enemy's situation more intuitively.

"This wilderness coalition army has about 20,000 to 30,000 people. Excluding the vassal races that serve as logistics, there are about 7,000 to 8,000 people who can really be considered as fighting. Most of them wear leather armor and hold iron weapons. Because the observation time is very short, these are all I have discovered."

Finally, Skye added, "If they continue marching at their current speed, they will be able to reach High Cliff Castle in five days."

"My Lord, I have finished."

"Thank you Knight Skye for the intelligence you brought us." After motioning him to sit down, Florina smiled and snapped her fingers. "This makeshift team is indeed larger than I thought. But no matter how many white rabbits there are, how can they be a match for the eagle? Victory in this battle is our only outcome."

As soon as these words were spoken, they hit upon what the officers of all ranks in the Thorn Legion present wanted to say but did not dare to, and they all began to respond enthusiastically.

"Blinded by madness, they chose the wrong opponent!"

"If my brain hadn't been eaten by goblins, I would never have provoked the Martell family!"

"With the Duke here in person, they can only swallow the bitter fruit of defeat!"

Pride is a bad habit that all soldiers cannot avoid, not to mention that all of you here are from the Legion of Thorns, and you can't count the battles you've fought in, big and small, with both hands added up.

It is one of the best legions in Bailiu City and is considered elite in Debei. How could they be compared with a bunch of wilderness bumpkins?

What's more, combat effectiveness is not fabricated out of thin air, there are traces to follow.

What matters in war is good equipment, coordinated soldiers, and the commander's strategic planning.

Individual strength is not important at all in a group war involving tens of thousands of people; discipline is the key.

This is the truth that everyone present, except a certain lord, regards as the truth.

Over the past decade or so, the North has been thriving under the vigorous governance of Duke Florina, with both military strength and finances increasing.

The soldiers were well-equipped and in high spirits, and had been looking forward to the battle for a long time.

And what about these wilderness bumpkins?

The makeshift team was put together temporarily, and their equipment was rusty armor and iron. Not to mention the commander who could plan and strategize, even the soldiers' coordination was probably a mess, fighting on their own. It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker. When they learned that this group of Minotaurs went south to Bailiu City with bad intentions, the northern soldiers generally laughed and regarded them as a self-destructive achievement.

The letters of request for battle submitted by legion commanders filled up the council hall of Florina. After comprehensive consideration, Fujiro, the legion commander who had always dreamed of joining the nobility, was chosen.

Florina knocked on the table with a smile on her face.

"I have already called in a Penta team to come over and provide support. They will provide us with assistance when necessary."

The lord blew a whistle immediately, and the situation got out of control with him taking the lead. Although these officers, both big and small, were not as unpresentable as him, they were all discussing the matter excitedly.

Make the serious atmosphere relaxed.

No wonder they were so excited.

Although they all believed that the Legion of Thorns would win this battle, the opponent had the advantage in numbers after all, and the difference in troop strength between the two sides was as much as three or four times.

If a real fight breaks out, the casualty ratio may not be controllable.

If the losses were too severe, the embarrassment would be secondary. The Thorn Legion might simply cease to exist and be merged into other legions.

The arrival of the Penta team was like a reassurance to them.

The Penta Squad belonged to the Penta Warriors, a legion that had a good reputation throughout Debe, and the Lord naturally knew a lot about it.

This legion usually consists of only about 500 people, but all of them are Panda people from the Panta clan.

The average adult height of these pandaren is about three blades, and they weigh over a thousand pounds. In terms of physical fitness, they are no worse than the Minotaur.

Moreover, they have been practicing "Qi", a power generated from the mind, since childhood, and each of them is a master of martial arts. Although they look kind and peace-loving, they are actually real tough guys.

They are all friends who grew up together and work together very closely. Although there are only 500 of them, if they are used well, they can definitely determine the outcome of a battle.

This warrior group is the elite among the elite and the ace among aces in the entire Derby.

If we pull all of them together, we won't be able to destroy the Minotaurs easily, but the war will definitely be easy.

However, even if only a team of a hundred people was transferred here, it would be enough.

"I decided to set off after dinner and head to the Agate Plain to stop these Minotaurs and make them pay the price in blood for their ignorance and arrogance!"

"The Agate Plains will be bloody even in winter!"

Every time Florina spoke, the officers present cheered excitedly. The opportunity to get promoted and make money had finally arrived.

The corners of Fujiro's mouth also rose slightly.

Although Lady Florina suddenly took over the command of this battle, he will still have a share of the credit.

As long as he can perform outstandingly in it!
"I have decided to form a non-staff team with the Knights under the command of Knight Skye and Baron Levi's personal pioneering guard. They are independent of the Thorn Legion and belong to different groups."

Facing the inquiring gazes of officers of all ranks, Levi simply smiled and nodded.

This was something he and Florina had discussed long ago, so it was naturally not surprising to him.

(End of this chapter)