Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 167 The Pig-Headed Man is in Trouble

The lord had been feeling angry for a long time because his good time was interrupted by a stone.

He rushed out again, holding the holy sword at his waist. Finally, he seemed to remember something and told Zat behind him, "Zat, go and fix the door of our legion commander. It's not right to expose a conference room to the wind and snow."

Zat grinned at the people who were looking at it, stood up the door on the ground and leaned it against the door frame, barely blocking out some of the cold wind. Then it followed the lord away with satisfaction.

Click~
boom!
As a result, after just a few steps, the wooden door, which had long been unable to bear the weight, broke into pieces.

For some reason, Fujiro always felt that the speed at which these two guys left was a little faster, and their figures soon disappeared into the darkness.

Everyone was mourning for this group of pig-headed men. Four hundred Minotaurs that had gone berserk were all wiped out by Lord Li, let alone the pig-headed men?
"Fugero, I..."

Sikai looked at the first legion commander with an apologetic look.

To be honest, he was the only one present who had a close personal relationship with the Lord of Highcliff Castle.

This knight, who upholds the spirit of chivalry, believes that he also has some responsibility for what happened.

"Sikai, this Baron Levi is very smart. From beginning to end, he and his orcs did not even touch their weapons."

Fujiro just smiled and adjusted his collar.

Although this is just a small detail, it contains great meaning.

This showed that the lord had never thought of forcing people by force, but everyone was intimidated by his aggressive appearance at the beginning.

Especially when I think of the unrivaled figure of this lord in front of me, I subconsciously fear and go against him.

That's why I fell for his little trick.

It is undeniable that Fujiro was also shocked at first, but only after careful reflection did he understand the deeper meaning.

However, the stacked wood has now been made into boats, and as a legion commander, he agreed to tell the lord part of the truth.

If he goes back on his word, it will deal a serious blow to his reputation and will be detrimental to his future development.

Fortunately, the lord volunteered to solve the tough problem of the catapult, which saved a lot of effort.

Not a loss either.

Fujiro thought about it, knocked on the table and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, let's talk about how to deal with these wilderness natives. The continuous setbacks have damaged the reputation of the Thorn Legion!"

……

When the lord rushed out of the camp with a group of muscular men in iron armor, ready to head north, he unexpectedly encountered a man who blocked his way.

"My Lord, I want to do my little bit for you."

Maisha looked determinedly at the lord in front of her, who was wearing dark iron armor, a scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind, and a full-face helmet on his head.

"Miss Maisha! Miss Maisha!"

At this time, an anxious shout sounded, and Mir hurried over from a distance. When he saw Levi, he looked ashamed: "Brother-in-law, I failed to keep an eye on Miss Maisha."

"I'll deal with you when I get back." The lord waved his hand, took off his visor, and looked down at the little girl in front of him: "The Mesa War is no joke. It's not as romantic as described in the knight novels."

"Once the fighting begins, life becomes even more worthless than weeds. Countless people die every moment in ways that are unbearable to watch."

The Lord advised kindly. He was very optimistic about this young priestess. Compared with the other priests who were a bit cowardly, the Lord admired the courage and stubbornness in this young girl.

What he despises most is not people without ability, but people who are capable but weak.

The other priests had apparently been trained by the churches to become qualified clergy, and only Maisha still retained some independent thinking.

Therefore, he did not want to let the priestess directly witness that kind of brutal fighting. After all, everything requires gradual progress.

"I came here because I know all this. Only war can resolve all disputes. Negotiation and concession cannot bring peace." Maisha said as she looked through history books and gained some insights from them.

There are countless examples in history of countries that have lost their country as a result of negotiations and continuous concessions. This is enough to serve as a warning.

She looked determined and said in a serious tone: "If it is for peace, then these sacrifices are necessary."

"Hahaha, Maisha, I find that I like you more and more!"

The Lord laughed three times, and placed a hand on the priestess girl's shoulder with real affection, staring at her: "Welcome to join High Cliff Castle."

"Yes!" Maisha suppressed her excitement and said quickly, "Sir, I know the Snow Mirror Technique. Although this kind of magic is not even considered low-level magic, it can hide my body in this season."

"I was able to sneak over here just now because of this magic."

"How many people can it accommodate at most?" The lord was a little surprised and asked quickly.

Thanks to the Minotaur's magic of obscurity last time, Levi no longer dares to underestimate this kind of magic that can conceal one's whereabouts.

If used well, it may be able to turn the tide in the battle.

"Hundreds of people will be no problem." Maisha was so firm.

As a result, when the spell was actually used, the Lord looked at Maisha on his shoulder and rolled his eyes: "Are these the hundreds of people you mentioned?"

Now they were in a white cover, with sixty or seventy orc barbarians crowded together.

Maisha was a little embarrassed. The number she mentioned was based on humans, and she completely forgot that the guards of Highcliff Castle were all fat orcs, and one person had to take up the position of two people.

Since the range of the spell cast by Mesha is limited and the number of warriors in Gaoya Castle is too large, the only way is to reduce the number of people and squeeze in as many as possible.

"Forward!" The lord rolled his eyes because of the sweaty smell of the barbarians around him.

Only Maisha, a woman and a spellcaster, received a little special treatment. She rode on the lord's neck and breathed the fresh air. She waved her arms and shouted with great momentum: "Charge!"

Even a strong man like Zat couldn't help feeling that his feet were off the ground, and he was hit by the elbows of the barbarians around him and had no patience at all.

After all, the Snow Mirror Technique is not some advanced magic. Its function is to create a reflective ice crystal covering everyone, playing the same role as a mirror.

So when you look over here, you'll find that it's exactly the same as the white snow all around.

But after everyone left, if you look carefully you will find a bunch of disorganized footprints suddenly appearing at this location.

At the same time, the sound cannot be hidden.

Fortunately, thanks to long-term training and system support, the barbarians were as silent as the snow stones on the Tianshan Mountains. They took small steps, bypassed the main battlefield, and headed towards a hillside in the north where shadows were visible under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)