Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 174 Second Captain, Where is My Trebuchet?

Through the lens, Levi clearly saw that the flash of lightning was actually a thunder arrow flashing with electric arcs.

He crossed a distance of several hundred steps and rushed straight into the formation of the Legion of Thorns.

A ball of light flashed, like a grenade, instantly blowing dozens of people away.

"Fuck, here comes a tough guy."

Moving the telescope, a soldier standing behind the Wilderness Alliance came into view through the lens.

At this moment, he was drawing the bow and arrow, with lightning flashing on his body.

This was obviously a powerful wilderness warrior who controlled the element of thunder. This scene reminded the lord of the last dragon vein dog-headed man who also controlled the element of fire.

"This should be the centaur leader that Skye mentioned."

Levi has never forgotten the time when Sikai led people into the depths of the wilderness to gather information and returned in disgrace.

I think it was this guy who caused Sikai to suffer a setback.

The situation changed slightly with the addition of this man. The soldiers of the Thorn Legion were all afraid and their morale dropped. On the other hand, the morale of the Wilderness Alliance, which had been beaten back step by step, increased greatly and they started a fierce attack again.

"Second Captain, where is my trebuchet?" Levi waved his hand and said viciously, "Pull it up for me, sir, and aim and shoot!"

As long as the lord is around, Zat, who will always be second in command, hurried over and ordered the orc guards to turn the capstan of the catapult, hanging the counterweight high and the stone hood hanging down.

Normally, the counterweights of these catapults are extremely heavy. Previously, it took more than ten pig-headed warriors to turn the capstan and use the rope to pull the stone bag down.

But now the veins in the arms of the four orc barbarians were bulging as they twisted the ropes with all their might.

The stone basket actually dropped down little by little until it was close to the ground.

Zat easily picked up a huge rock and placed it in his stone bag. The orc guards only needed to release the winch and the counterweight would fall, and the huge rock would be thrown out instantly.

But Zat was in a dilemma: "Boss, this is our first time using this thing. I don't think we can hit it accurately."

This is like a preventive measure for it, to avoid the boss taking it out on it if it fails to hit the target.

"It's only a matter of time anyway, let the soldiers practice first."

Levi waved his hand nonchalantly.

In the future, Highcliff Castle will inevitably become standardized and high-end, and large-scale ordnance such as crossbows, catapults, battering rams, etc. will inevitably become part of the Burning Legion.

It's the same if you practice now in advance.

After all, a catapult is the same as the heavy gunner in previous lives, and it also requires experienced people to shoot accurately.

Don’t you see that these troublemakers in front have thrown a huge rock onto the logistics base.

"put!"

With an order.

Three huge rocks cut through the sky and headed straight for the battlefield of the wilderness natives.

A boulder half the size of a man fell heavily and hit right in the middle of a group of bear goblins. It then continued to roll forward, hitting dozens of bear goblins, causing blood to spurt from their mouths and noses and their chests to collapse. It was obvious that they were dead.

Unfortunately, the other two flew straight over the main battlefield and finally landed in the snow not far away.

"Well done!" Levi slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

To hit the target with one out of the first three shots was considered quite good. Although it was possible that they were hit by chance, the lord still praised them.

The barbarians were greatly encouraged and, with their first experience, began to adjust the height of the counterweight to control the distance of the stone. One after another, huge stones began to rise into the air and then fell heavily.

The orcs were working hard, and they became more excited with every scream they heard from afar, because it meant that the boulders they threw had successfully caused casualties.

As experience began to accumulate, their bets became more and more accurate.

So much so that now almost every missile can be accurately thrown into the enemy's position, causing great casualties.

Later, the lord simply took out a telescope and watched the situation on the battlefield attentively, watching with great interest.

It seemed like a chain reaction had started. As they activated the catapults here, the catapults that the Thorn Legion had prepared long ago also began to be deployed on the battlefield, dealing an unimaginable blow to the wilderness natives.

As time passed, the number of wild people who attacked the Thorn Legion camp head-on began to decrease. The tragic hell of flesh and blood challenged the nerves of every latecomer. The huge rocks flying over their heads from time to time made them tremble with fear, for fear that the huge rocks would fall on them.

Finally, they could no longer bear it, and no matter how the earth elves who acted as supervisors scolded them, they began to abandon their companions and retreated desperately.

The shouting and screaming gradually subsided, leaving only the wounded soldiers wailing in pain on the ground.

"I don't know how many people returned to the arms of the Ice and Snow Goddess forever that night." Maisha looked at the ray of light that had already appeared in the sky and smiled bitterly.

She didn't feel sad for these wild people, but for the soldiers of the Legion of Thorns.

"War is all about killing each other. It's impossible to avoid casualties." The lord patted Maisha on the shoulder and consoled her.

To be honest, tonight's battle was not as good as the one he fought to defend the Fed tribe.

At least they now have as many troops as the wild people, and their soldiers and equipment are even better. There are also spellcasters who can provide support at any time, so it seems tragic.

In fact, most of the casualties were caused by the three catapults in front.

"Gather the spoils and return to the camp."

The lord waved his hand, and the orcs began to collect the weapons and equipment scattered on the ground. Several giant monsters grunted and pulled the catapults that had been disassembled into parts towards the new camp, working very hard.

Compared to the previous group of people, they prefer their current owner, a very short man who will give them meat strips as long as they work hard.

It’s much better than the pig-headed man who could only beat them before.

Tikli, who was escorted by two orc guards, looked at his tribesmen lying in a pool of blood with a sad face. Their bodies had already frozen hard, like ice.

But now it has become someone else's slave, how much better can it be?

When he brought his men back to the main battlefield, some soldiers of the Thorn Legion were roaming the battlefield, dealing the final blow to the still wailing wilderness people.

It is obviously impossible to take in these wild people. If left alone, they will bleed to death and die in pain. Therefore, out of humanitarianism, most people will just give them a quick death.

"Pan Shuai, what's the situation?"

Levi immediately spotted Panda, who was slumped at the main gate of the camp like a lump of meat, and walked over with a smile.

Its black and white fur had all turned red, and it looked exhausted.

The corpses of the wild people around were piled up two or three meters high, and there were at least a hundred of them, which showed how brutal the fighting was.

"It's okay, I'm not dead." Panda took two breaths and got up from the ground.

"Just a few wild beasts, they shouldn't make you so tired, right?"

The Lord asked with some curiosity.

(End of this chapter)