Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 158: Knight Skye Captured by the Harpy
Originally, Florina wanted to go down to provide support and then leave, but given the current situation, the lord could definitely hold on until his people arrived to provide support.

She realized that no matter which aspect they were in, they had completely underestimated the lord.

The stories circulating in Bailiu City are obviously quite modest.

Even if it's a dragon slayer...

Florina shook her head. It was obvious that slaying a dragon was not something that could be achieved by human power.

But this lord really opened her eyes today.

It seems that the one who can develop such a power in the wilderness is obviously not an ordinary person.

My respect for him has risen several levels.

"Char, I'm leaving first. Remember to tell Fujiro everything I said, especially that sentence."

Florina took another look at the battlefield where the situation was gradually stabilizing, turned around and rode the monster towards the camp.

Nearly a thousand knights followed closely behind.

Even if we want to support the Elf Tribe, we can't just rush over with our soldiers in a rush.

It is freezing cold now, and everything is withered. Without supplies, it would be difficult for the soldiers to move too far.

She had to go to the camp first to bring some supplies.

……

"Cool!"

Levi laughed loudly and wantonly displayed his endless power on the battlefield.

With just a slight wave, the Minotaur was like a meat grinder, instantly turning into a pile of minced meat.

In his eyes, the iron armor that was strong enough to withstand arrows and sword attacks was no crisper than paper.

With just his immense strength, he is able to defeat all gods, including cattle, horses, and pigs!
Today, both his strength and agility have reached level 60, and he is also a "Firefly"-level Paladin, which directly doubles his strength.

Compared to before, he was still a country bumpkin who was afraid of large military weapons such as the bed crossbow, but now he dared to show what it means to catch a crossbow arrow with his hands!
These Minotaurs were not even as good as straws in front of him. After all, cutting straw was tiring, but cutting these Minotaurs was nothing. They were like ants that could be easily crushed to death.

One sword, two swords, three swords, the Lord of High Cliff Castle is like the most industrious lumberjack, working hard for a better life.

Absolute power brings absolute destructive power. The Minotaurs made the strange discovery that no matter how many of them rushed forward, they would all end up falling in front of this dwarf.

When it comes to processing metal, Feder's blacksmiths wouldn't dare say they can match the naturally spiritual race of the dwarves, but they are definitely not inferior to the master blacksmiths of Debe, plus they mix in a bit of magical metal like orichalcum.

The giant sword in the lord's hand was absolutely indestructible, but at this moment, under the influence of huge force and reckless violent use, the giant sword was showing gaps and cracks began to appear on the sword body.

Boom!

With the last horizontal slap, two Minotaurs were directly hit by the huge force, and then exploded like watermelons. The remaining force directly knocked four Minotaurs away, and their bodies were also limp, as if they had collective rickets.

Click~
There was a crisp sound.

"Wori."

Looking at the giant sword in his hand that shattered into heroic fragments, Levi looked helpless. This old friend who had followed him in several battles finally died.

In fact, it was also the first time he released his suddenly increased power, and he failed to control the strength for a moment.

Otherwise, with his advanced sword skills, it would not have been broken into pieces.

"Brother-in-law, I'm here to save you!"

At this time, a majestic roar came from behind the Minotaurs, covering up the shouts of killing.

"Damn, thank you so much." The lord covered his heart angrily, feeling very painful.

I was beating up a group of Minotaurs and made them lose all their temper, but with just one word from you, you instantly turned me from a wise and powerful man into a little jerk who needs rescue.

It's really infuriating.

……

Fujiro watched all this from the center of the army, his hands and feet were cold. He had discussed this Lord of High Cliff Castle with his subordinates before, and they all agreed that this was a baron who was ambitious and liked to brag about himself.

Maybe he has some strength and ability, but it is definitely not as magical as the legend says.

but now……

"Is this a giant from ancient times?" Fujiro's tone was hollow.

"No, sir, this is a demon from hell." The adjutant's tone was even emptier.

……

The rescue of the Gaoyabao team instantly reduced the pressure. Originally, there were densely packed Minotaurs at a glance, but now there are only dozens of them scattered around. Almost all the remaining ones turned around to deal with the more numerous Gaoyabao guards.

After all, the Minotaur who has gone berserk has no rationality at all. He only knows that there are more people and stronger people behind him, so he naturally goes to deal with them.

Unfortunately, the two hundred Minotaurs that could once be killed by fifty orc guards were now in disarray. Although there are only about three hundred Minotaurs left now, there are more than a hundred orc guards in Highcliff Castle, and there are also one hundred and fifty Fedor archers who are killing them one by one.

This group of archers are equipped with two types of arrows. The light arrowhead gives up some lethality but can shoot farther.

Another kind of specially made heavy arrow, when used with the Purple Shirt longbow, can penetrate two layers of armor within seventy steps.

These Minotaurs were falling down visibly, and the troops from High Cliff Castle were like ants, devouring everything in front of them bit by bit.

After chopping down the last Minotaur with an axe, Zat fell to the ground. Although his arms were still shaking wildly as if he had a mental illness, he grinned under his horned helmet.

Once again, they accomplished this unimaginable feat, holding off the charge of four or five hundred frenzied Minotaurs with only a dozen of them.

One by one, these orc guards all collapsed on the ground with proud smiles on their faces.

The lord inspected and found that only four or five of the ones who came with him for support were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.

However, these so-called serious injuries are not life-threatening for the time being, and they will recover as long as Sam comes to treat them.

and many more……

The Lord was startled and looked around: "Where is Lao Si?"

Although most of his attention was focused on the Minotaur in front of him, he would still occasionally pay attention to the situation of the people behind him.

This is also the reason why the barbarians were able to survive. His care definitely played an important role.

Sikai, the fighting knight, was worthy of being a former guard knight of Florina. His strength was beyond doubt. He could handle the siege of a group of Minotaurs with ease. Logically, he should not have died here.

But after a round, I didn't see him.

It's really strange.

"Sir! Save me! I'm in heaven!" Suddenly, a scream as shrill as a chrysanthemum being destroyed came from the sky, making the listeners cry and feel sad.

Levi looked up and was shocked: "Fuck."

I saw two harpies with excited faces. One of them grabbed one of Skye's shoulders and flapped its wings wildly to carry him into the sky.

Sikai's face turned pale and he looked panic-stricken.

He had already used up all his fighting spirit in dealing with the Minotaur. When he saw the reinforcements from Highcliff Castle coming, he could no longer hold on after surviving a calamity and collapsed in exhaustion on the bloody ground.

Unexpectedly, this group of harpies had been hovering in the sky. Seeing an opportunity, while no one was paying attention, they swooped down in an instant, grabbed him, and flew quickly into the sky.

He had lost all his fighting spirit and was completely exhausted, so he couldn't resist at all.

As soon as he regained some strength, he immediately started to call for help.

Levi quickly hooked up two javelins on the ground with his feet and threw one without even looking.

It was like a shot from a crossbow, with terrifying power, and scared Sikai so much that his face turned even paler. He was afraid that this lord was a jerk with poor aim, and the spear shot at the harpy would pierce him.

Fortunately, his wild thoughts did not come true. With a scream, a harpy above his head had a hole as big as a bowl on its chest, and then it fell down in a spin.

Without the help of one harpy, with his weight and the weight of his armor, it was obviously impossible for a harpy alone to pull him up, and he inevitably fell down. However, the harpy obviously did not want to let go of the male favorite, and flapped her wings desperately, but it only reduced the speed of his fall.

The lord seized the opportunity and shot another javelin from a height very close to the ground.

As the harpy screamed and fell, Skye also fell on her butt in the snow.

With the cushioning of the snow and the fact that the altitude was very close to the ground, the most it caused was a sore butt.

"Wow, Lao Si, I didn't realize you're still so popular."

"It is said that harpies will capture strong humans and bring them back to their nests to work day and night. These two harpies obviously have taken a fancy to you, otherwise they would not risk their lives to capture you. You actually didn't seize such a good opportunity." The lord came over, shaking his head and teasing, he couldn't stop smiling on his face, he almost clapped his thigh and laughed.

A famous fighting knight was almost taken advantage of by a harpy. If the news got out, it would definitely become popular in the streets of Derby. It might even lead to the creation of several knight novels such as "The Story of the Knight and the Harpy", "The Knight and the Harpy Family" and so on.

"Damn, sir, you can ride my horse however you want from now on!" Sikai said, panting and out of breath.

The smell of those banshees was as foul as a sewer. Although they had good figures, their faces were as haggard as those of evil spirits. If Sikai fell into their hands, he would rather be crushed to death on the bed by a 200-pound strong woman.

"Where is the sword?" the lord suddenly asked with anticipation.

"There's no door!"

Sikai suddenly turned from a disabled person into a normal person. He rolled over and got up from the ground, leaving the lord with a proud back of his head.

"Tch, cheapskate."

Levi curled his lips.

It's not like he doesn't have a sword, and it's made entirely of mithril. He talks about it as if no one cares about it.

……

In the Wilderness Alliance camp, a group of leaders, both big and small, watched as the balance of victory tilted again because of one person.

Gus, the centaur leader, lost his patience and kept kicking his hooves, making a muffled sound like thunder.

"Leighton, I'll take some people to kill this human!"

It is the most powerful being in the wilderness. Looking at the entire wilderness coalition, no one can be its opponent except the mysterious Minotaur Shaman.

It could still kill hundreds of Minotaurs by itself, so it still didn't take this human seriously.

This is the confidence that comes from never having been defeated in its career.

It is also the confidence that comes from its extremely strong body that has mastered the element of thunder.

"Gus, there's no need. Their reinforcements have already arrived. Besides, our goal is to hold them back. Winning is the best, but not winning is fine."

As the military chief, Leiden is a hobgoblin about two feet tall, wearing leather armor of a military noble, with a sword hanging from his waist. He also has a small mustache, and his eyes occasionally flash with a gleam of brilliance.

Although compared to these huge and irrational monsters around it, it was as ridiculous as a humble mouse.

However, its outstanding military talent made this group of rough men who only knew how to fight still seek its advice on some matters.

Leiden once knew about the organization of the northern legion. The thorn pattern on the armor of this legion allowed him to recognize at a glance that this legion was the Thorn Legion of Bailiu City.

The number of people is about 6,000, but only about 3,000 are now deployed on the battlefield, and no cavalry is seen.

This means that there are at least two thousand soldiers lurking in unknown places.

So there is no need to play all their cards.

"This is a long battle."

It chuckled twice in a low, ambiguous voice and waved to a troll holding huge bull horns behind it.

The troll puffed up his chest and blew it hard.

woohoo~
A desolate and low horn sounded, shaking the snow, and everyone knew that this was the signal to retreat.

The pig-headed leader chopped down a human soldier in front of him with a knife, and looked around with his scarlet eyes. His people had suffered heavy casualties, but the formation of the human soldiers on the opposite side was still as solid as a rock.

"Damn Leighton!!"

It cursed and spat out a mouthful of blood foam. It was not feeling well either. It was attacked by a tall human holding a huge hammer and hit on the back, causing serious injuries.

Tikli still wanted to charge, but whether it was the sound of the retreat horn or everything in front of him, it reminded him that retreat was the best option now.

It led the remaining two hundred or so tribesmen off the battlefield, found Leighton who was chatting with Gus, grabbed the hobgoblin by the collar and lifted him up, roaring viciously:
"You rat-like goblin, my people are fighting up there, and the battle line has clearly been torn apart, why are you blowing the horn of retreat?!"

"Do you know how many of my people were killed or injured?"

"We can win if we just send other fighters to support us!!"

It was extremely angry, its pig eyes were bloodshot, and with a height of three blades, it easily lifted Leighton into the air.

"Tikli, don't be blinded by the killing. The so-called broken front line is just a hole deliberately left by those humans, waiting for us to send more people and finally surround us."

Leighton spoke slowly and without any fear even when being stared at by a ferocious pig head with exposed fangs and covered in blood.

"Tikli, you are a little impulsive."

Gus on the side stepped over with his hooves. He was more than four blades tall and looked down at the pig-headed man, with his huge body casting a shadow.

Needless to say, the oppression was so horrific that it was enough to scare some mentally fragile people to death.

(End of this chapter)