Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 171 Drow
These catapults are too sophisticated. They were definitely not built temporarily. Instead, they were disassembled into parts and pulled here for assembly.

A group of wilderness natives certainly do not have the ability to build an assembleable catapult. The technical content required can only be achieved by a force with a mature military industry.

"Fugero is hiding a huge secret from me!"

The lord guessed secretly.

"This pattern looks so familiar."

Just as the lord was making wild guesses, Maisha touched the cold metal shaft and looked at the strange patterns on it with a look of pain.

This is the pain of knowing clearly what something is, but not being able to remember it at the critical moment, and fighting with your brain.

"It's okay. Think about it slowly. Anyway, we have caught a leader. We can use the tiger bench or pepper spray to give him a one-stop service."

Levi consoled him.

After all, the more you think about it, the harder it is to remember, and you can only recall it inadvertently.

Besides, it was obvious at a glance that the pig-headed man had a high status in the coalition and must know something, which was why the lord captured him alive.

"I remembered!"

After thinking hard for a while, Maisha's eyes lit up and she shouted excitedly.

"I've seen this pattern in the church library!"

"This is the Dark Elf with the Evil Emblem Spider Body. It is rumored that this evil emblem is the evil god worshipped by the drow elves thousands of years ago - the Weaver of Fate!"

Maisha said with a heavy face.

As a clergyman, remembering some knowledge related to various mainstream gods is one of the first tasks. After all, if you encounter hostile forces, it is better to take action in advance. Maisha happens to recognize this pattern.

"This……"

The lord was startled and confused.

If this Weaver of Fate is the evil god Rose mentioned in the previous life, then we will be in big trouble.

However, now that the gods are in hiding, Levi is not too worried about this. What's more, he is now a "devout" believer of the Goddess of Holy Light and has someone behind him.

But these drow elves are not simple.

These dark elves live in a matriarchal society, where the status of men is almost like that of slaves, and they also have a large number of priestesses.

Their social structure is generally based on a family or a city.

Most drow societies have a hierarchy of nobility.

Unlike humans and other societies, drow nobles have completely different magical abilities from commoners.

Most drow nobles have a strong affinity for magic and are basically spellcasters who know a trick or two of magic.

They have some organized troops and sophisticated weapons and equipment.

It's completely different from these wilderness bumpkins.

If the real masters behind these wilderness natives are these drow elves, then the trouble may be much bigger than Levi thought.

As if she could see the Lord's worry, Maisha said a few words to comfort him: "Your Excellency, there is no need to worry about such a thing just because of a badge. The drow have disappeared for thousands of years. It is rumored that they were banished to the Underdark by the gods and will never come to the surface."

"Perhaps these trebuchets were found by these wilderness natives from that ruin?"

"Although these catapults are not very old, most of the drow elves are natural spellcasters. It is not uncommon for them to know some magic that can preserve items."

"In this day and age, even mice can be bridesmaids for cats. What else is impossible?" The lord maintained his own opinion on this. He clapped his hands, walked to the side with his hands behind his back to look at the base of the Thorn Legion.

Nowadays, all kinds of monsters and demons have appeared in this wilderness, so it is not surprising that a bunch of drow elves have come. Levi is just preparing for danger in times of peace.

Maisha seemed to be thinking about what the lord said. Will the rat man Sha be the bridesmaid for the cat man?
It doesn't seem impossible...

After all, it was rumored that a rat man and a cat man had an excessive personal relationship.

One can only sigh that this lord is well-informed and knowledgeable, as most of her knowledge comes from books.

The location of the Thorn Legion’s base was ablaze with flames, and the fierce fighting could still be heard even from hundreds of steps away.

Especially the war cries of the panda warriors were deafening, resounding through the heavens and earth, like the roars from ancient warriors.

It can be imagined that most of the wilderness natives who were the first to be hit were probably shocked to the point of bleeding from their ears and eyes, and died from this move.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Zat came to the lord happily, and also stood with his hands behind his back, watching the battle below and shaking his head: "What a hearty fight."

After glancing at it, Levi ordered: "Feed those giant monsters, let the warriors help them move the stones, and then we will give these wilderness natives a big wave."

"Light a bonfire and give Fujiro a signal."

In the spirit of making the best use of everything, my lord, since these catapults have become his, he naturally wants to experience them first and try out the feel of them.

As for going to help?
You don't have to.

Without the threat of catapults, these wilderness natives would hardly be considered opponents.

Most of the soldiers of the Thorn Legion in front were afraid of the huge rocks falling from the sky, so they were timid in fighting. Without the catapults, their morale would naturally boost.

With a hundred Penta warriors and six spellcasters, it is impossible for the Legion of Thorns to be stopped no matter how hard you try.

What seemed to be a disadvantage before was actually just because they were caught off guard by the wild people's catapults.

Once the situation stabilizes, everything will be moving in a good direction.

The lord, who had nothing to do, also paced over to the pig-headed leader who was tied up.

While lamenting that this group of barbarians had somehow stolen the tortoise shell binding technique from him, Levi couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him. The scene was too beautiful...

Maisha's face turned slightly red. If the person being kidnapped was not a burly man but a woman, she would have angrily accused the people in Gaoya Castle of having fallen into the hands of the God of Lust.

Sitting on a stone covered with sheepskin, Levi tried hard to suppress his nausea.

"Name?"

"Pig-headed people are never afraid of death, they will kill if they want!"

Tikli was breathing heavily, his eyes red.

It didn't expect that it was caught off guard and fooled by the orc, and was taken down in an instant. Now it was being humiliated in this way of being tied up.

"What a man!" Levi sneered.

These words seemed to be praise, but they made the barbarians present shiver uncontrollably.

Although he had just fought and was hot all over, hearing his leader's words was like a basin of the coldest water in February being poured over his head.

"It's over. This pig-headed man is going to be in trouble!"

All the barbarians were mourning for this warrior in their hearts.

"I think tortures like salt water whip and fire clamps will be useless for a man of your iron character, so my lord, I'm going to give you a soft torture." Levi said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)