Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 172 The Ultimate Insult
"Boss, what is soft torture?"

Zat, who always asks questions when he doesn't understand, was the first to raise his hand and ask a question.

"Ahem." The lord coughed twice and looked at the clergy girl who was also full of curiosity: "Miss Maisha's next topic is only suitable for a group of us warriors. You, a girl, should stay away from it."

"Someone, take Miss Maisha to warm herself by the fire. It would be bad if she got frozen in such a cold weather." The lord waved his hand to signal two orc guards.

Although she wanted to say that she was an ice sorcerer and was not afraid of the cold, she was stared at by two burly men whose arms were as thick as her waists. So she followed the two orc guards and sat by the newly lit campfire not far away.

After sending the people there, the two orc guards ran back in a hurry, fearing that they would miss their leader's words.

Now they all agreed that as long as they learned a little bit from their leader, it would be enough for them to benefit for the rest of their lives.

Look at Captain Zat, who follows the boss around every day. Apart from anything else, he has learned his impressive demeanor exactly like the boss, which makes them very envious.

A group of orc barbarians surrounded the lord tightly, and they all pricked up their ears for fear of missing a word.

"Ahem, soft torture means to torture the mind instead of the body." The lord said this while looking at the studious crowd.

Unfortunately, those present were all illiterate rough men. They knew nothing about the mind and the body. They just thought it was very profound and only understood vaguely what they heard.

"For example." The lord snapped his fingers.

"For example, I could capture dozens of harpies and let this pig-headed man have a taste of what they are like. This punishment would certainly not be physically torturous, but it would probably be mentally tormented."

"This……"

All the orcs scratched their heads, as if an unprecedented door had been opened.

Not to mention, just thinking about the boss's idea makes me shudder.

The harpies stunk like rotten meat that had been left out for more than ten days, and their faces were as ugly as demons.

They are all strong men who would rather be put on a splint, beheaded, or die standing up than be tortured by these witches on their beds.

"Humph, humans can only be clever."

Although he was startled inside, Tikli still spoke stubbornly and disdainfully.

"Really?" The Lord smiled mysteriously at this time, "What if the harpies were replaced with goblins and they were given a large dose of aphrodisiac, how would you deal with it?"

hiss~
All the barbarians took a breath of cold air, making an indispensable contribution to the warming of the North.

"As expected of you, the boss!"

"We still have a lot to learn!"

The barbarians all gave a thumbs up and put themselves in their shoes. No... they didn't even dare to think about it. Just hearing the word made them feel their anus tighten and goose bumps appeared all over their bodies. They were so nauseous that they couldn't eat for three days and three nights.

Zat was taking notes thoughtfully.

"Damn human, is this the only trick you can pull? Do you dare to let me go?"

Tikli roared angrily, causing the snow on the catapult to fall off.

It was really scared. If it was humiliated by a rat-like goblin, it would rather die now!
Tikli couldn't even imagine what it would be like if a weak creature that they used as emergency food one day sweated profusely on it.

The mental torture made this fighter, who had never known what fear was, feel fear for the first time.

Maisha couldn't help but look over as well. It was conceivable how horrible this "soft torture" was, as it could make a tribal leader who was not afraid of death in the wilderness so frightened.

But she did not think it was cruel. She had lived in Bailiu City since she was a child. Before the Duchess ascended the throne, these barbaric tribes often went south to plunder, killing countless people and looting countless villages.

Maisha had no affection for them at all.

"You can't stand it after just the first course? Sir, I haven't even insulted you yet." Levi sneered. To deal with this kind of fighting man, it's useless to use force against him, you have to torture him mentally.

"Boss, what's the ultimate insult?"

Zat, whose eyes had already been opened, raised his hand again and asked hurriedly.

Today it learned a lot from the lord, like a piece of dry soil in urgent need of water.

"Forget it, I can't stand this stuff." Levi waved his hands with a look of disgust.

Unless it was a deep hatred, he didn't want to use this trick easily.

Not to mention the damage it would do to his reputation, he would probably be so sick that he wouldn't be able to eat for three days and three nights.

Tikli had a look of despair on his face, and he shuddered at the mere hearing of these words.

What's more, even the human who proposed using goblins to torture the captives could not tolerate it, so you can imagine how horrible this so-called "ultimate insult" is.

"Think about it carefully. Until now, your allies have not even sent any support. It is obvious that they have given up on you. Why do you have to be so stubborn and suffer yourself? As long as you tell the truth, I dare not say anything else. You will definitely be one of the slaves of Gaoya Castle."

My Lord, please try to persuade us with kind words for the time being.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the purpose of finding out the real mastermind behind this group of wilderness coalition forces, the lord would have chopped him off with a sword and fed him to the goblins and trolls.

How can you do this here in such cold weather?

But what he said was not entirely false.

Until now, they have taken over this place and lit a bonfire. Anyone with an IQ other than that of a troll can tell that this place has been occupied by the Legion of Thorns.

Whether it's for the war or something else, it stands to reason that people should be sent here to provide support.

After all, the three catapults in the rear will definitely bring great pressure to them.

But until now, let alone a human figure, not even a ghost Levi has been seen.

What it means is obvious.

Tikli kept silent, but his heart was shaken.

This coalition was originally united for the sake of interests, so naturally the feelings between them cannot be said to be very deep.

But as a well-known and powerful man in the wilderness, being caught and then betraying his allies is really embarrassing.

Even if it could survive, it would not be able to face those tribesmen and the locals in the wilderness.

It is the leader of the Jiaowan tribe. He is extremely brave and a strong man that no one can stop. Under its leadership, the tribe has gradually become a famous large tribe in the depths of the wilderness. He is definitely not a coward who survives by betraying his allies.

Tikli looked determined and opened his mouth.

"So tough!" The Lord sneered three times and waved his hand: "Drag it away. After we defeat this group of scoundrels, I will let it taste my methods."

This pig-headed man was even tougher than he thought. He gritted his teeth and refused to give in in the face of all these tactics.

It seems that there are tough people in the wilderness, not all of them are like Sam who would kneel down and surrender at the mere mention of a single word.

"My lord, I surrender. I surrender!"

The Lord's words frightened Tikli so much that he could not speak clearly and shouted hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)