Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 193 This is my Lion Hunter
With the help of the Snow Hiding Technique, the people of Gaoyabao actually passed the enemy's main force as if no one was around, and like an oblique arrow, they pierced straight into the opponent's spellcasting group and came to a position about a hundred steps away from the opposite side.

Even without the telescope, Levi could clearly see the flesh strands between the ogres' teeth.

They were in a ∧-shaped formation, with the ogres in the front holding up foreskin wooden shields to guard against the other side's elven warriors who were known as sharpshooters and threatened their own drow priests.

As for the drow priests, after three rounds of casting spells at all costs, all the magic power in their bodies has been used up. They are meditating with their eyes closed, recovering their magic power, and waiting for the next round of bombardment.

Levi turned his head and grinned at the warriors of High Cliff Castle, revealing two neat rows of white teeth.

Heavy snow began to fall sparsely from the sky, leaving only blood and white between the sky and the earth. It looked so desolate and cold.

"Fuck, it's finally our turn to show up."

Levi pulled out two exaggerated two-handed swords from behind and held them in his hands.

Each sword was two blades long and weighed more than a hundred pounds. Ordinary people would have difficulty wielding it with both hands, but the lord held one in each hand, as lightly as holding two embroidery needles.

With the bright black armor and the hanging white cloak, he looked like a complete Templar.

After several large-scale melees, he completely understood the extent of his own strength with a two-fold increase in strength to the "Firefly" level.

So naturally, people are not satisfied with the killing efficiency of one sword. Two big swords mean twice the joy.

The battlefield is not an arena, and bold and aggressive moves are far more practical than light techniques.

If this kind of heavy sword appeared in the arena, it would definitely be ridiculed by those self-proclaimed expert swordsmen as barbarians who don't know swordsmanship.

However, although they express disdain verbally, their bodies are often very honest and they would never fight with these so-called "barbarians" no matter what.

Because the reality has already explained everything. The fact that he can use a sword of this weight means that the other party is definitely a ruthless character.

Swordsmanship can only make up for a small gap, but it is impossible for a civilian who is only proficient in swordsmanship to defeat a fighting knight in a head-on fight.

The orc warriors deployed into battle formation behind him.

Silent as an iron ingot about to fall into a furnace and be tempered a thousand times.

The Fed warriors tightly grasped the purple longbows in their hands. These excellent archers were destined to make a name for themselves in this surprise attack.

Li rushed to the front with a two-handed sword, and behind him was a warrior from Gaoyabao who followed his steps silently.

The distance between the two sides was no more than a hundred steps, which meant that an all-out charge would only require a few dozen pulse beats to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

As they got closer, the opponent's drow priests realized something was wrong. As experienced spellcasters, they could clearly feel the changes in the magic power around them.

This feeling clearly indicated that someone was using magic to approach them.

He immediately started shouting at the ogres around him. Although these hot-tempered warriors were unhappy with the drow's command, they immediately turned around to meet the enemy.

This prevents them from being taken advantage of unexpectedly by others.

A gray halo flew from behind and landed on the orc guards in the front row. They felt their movements suddenly become stiffer and no longer as smooth as silk.

This is the stoneskin magic blessed by Sam, a shaman who only has two knives.

In fact, Maisha also knows blessing-type defensive magic, but this kind of group blessing spell often has a disadvantage.

That is, the more people apply it, the weaker the effect will be.

For the Lord, there is absolutely no need to waste magic power on this.

Because the barbarians are wearing three layers of heavy armor, and even the heavy armor cannot withstand the attack, the effect of this blessing spell that disperses the power is absolutely minimal.

Therefore, it is better to save the magic power for the critical moment and give the opponent a hard blow.

Although they were surprised at when this group of people came up from behind, the ogres and drow priests didn't care at all. They all had cold eyes, as if they saw a group of moths trying to fly into a fire that was enough to burn the entire grassland.

It is undeniable that this team is fully armed and is definitely the elite of the enemy, but they have a fatal flaw.

That's the number of people!
At a glance, one could tell that the number of people was definitely no more than three hundred.

Compared with the Wilderness Coalition Army, which has tens of thousands of people and is endless, they are not even a fraction of them. A single spit from each of them can drown the enemy. There is really nothing to worry about.

There is only one exception.

That was Leiden. At this moment, it had a look of horror on its face as if it had seen a ghost. Only it knew how terrifying this team with the flags of the sun and the mountains was.

Three or four hundred frenzied Milotaurs were completely wiped out by the enemy, and the key point was that the enemy suffered very little losses.

I didn't expect that I would end up here without realizing it.

It really wanted to rush to the group of people watching the battle in front and tell them everything, but it was stopped by two pig-headed men on duty. They showed their mouths full of smelly yellow teeth and their faces were full of amusement.

"Sorry, goblins and kobolds can't pass through."

The movement here also attracted Ilia's attention, but she just took a glance and turned her head away, no longer paying attention.

It's just a big earth elf. Although it has some military knowledge, that's all it has. It's not worth wasting too much energy on it.

"These high elves really can surprise me. But they want to fight against my army with only 300 of them. They really don't know how to live or die." She said with complete disdain.

He didn't even want to send anyone to deal with them. Those three hundred ogres plus ten drow priests were enough to deal with them easily.

"There is a very apt saying among humans: this is just their last dying struggle."

The ogre leader's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, as if he still remembered that he had heard these words from a human caravan.

But I have to say, that human girl was really smart, and the soup she cooked was extremely delicious and I still remember it to this day.

Leiden listened to the various words coming from the front. They were like diners, eagerly waiting for the elves to put food on the table and share it with them.

For some reason, the impulse in its heart suddenly faded a lot. It adjusted the sheepskin felt hat that was a little crooked on its head, and left under the disdainful gazes of the two pig-headed men.

I began to worry about Gus.

Logically speaking, there are only a few elves, and with Gus's strength, it shouldn't take so long.

But this team, which was obviously coming from behind, gave it a bad feeling. After all, the only way to get here was through the Shadow Forest, and Gus was in the Shadow Forest...

……

It didn't happen as the ogres thought. The orcs engaged in close combat. When the distance reached a suitable level, they took out their steel javelins with a playful look on their faces, aimed at the group of big guys in front of them, and threw them directly.

call out!
The coordinated movements were enough to shock everyone's hearts. Hundreds of spears flew into the sky and then fell heavily.

The ogres had experience with this, and the shields in their hands were prepared for this purpose. They hid their bodies behind the shields. Puff puff puff!
But the result was beyond everyone's expectations. The shield was no stronger than paper in front of these spears. It was easily pierced and pierced into the ogre's body.

Just like cutting wheat, the ogres in front were knocked down in an instant.

"Damn, the opponent's force is so terribly strong!" An ogre discovered the most fundamental problem.

The fact that the attack was able to penetrate the body even though it was blocked by the shield from such a distance shows that it is not just a sign of good equipment. The opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

They began to realize that something was wrong with this team.

Unfortunately, before they could adapt, a rain of arrows came from the sky, and in an instant another batch of ogres were pierced and turned into hedgehogs, killing them without any temper.

Among the standard equipment of the Fed archers, the most expensive one is the purple longbow in their hands. This is what the lord exchanged from the system, and it is truly top-notch stuff.

Gaoyabao also thoughtfully equipped them with two types of arrows. The light arrows lost some of their lethality while allowing them to shoot farther, making them more suitable for collective projection.

The armor-piercing arrows are heavier overall and have a range of only over a hundred steps, but their lethality is undoubtedly number one.

This arrow, designed by Mir and improved with some suggestions from the lord, is powerful enough to penetrate two layers of armor within eighty steps.

And the ogres suffered the consequences.

The wooden shield that was supposed to block the elves' arrows was completely unable to stop these arrows. The iron armor they wore was completely useless and was pierced through one after another.

Before they even met, one-third of their men had been knocked down by the other side. The rate of loss was faster than harvesting wheat!
At this moment, the two sides officially started fighting.

"Human, die!"

The leading ogre was definitely a captain or something like that. Both its size and equipment were obviously higher than the other ogres. It raised its head and roared, then smashed the dwarf in front of it with the bone stick in its hand.

"Noisy."

The lord was too lazy to even take a second look at such a small character. He acted first and split it in half with one sword.

The red and white collapsed to the ground in an instant, emitting a foul stench.

Then the lord, like a hardworking old farmer, lowered his head and hacked at the drow priests in the center with all his might.

The two warring parties collided with each other without hesitation. The shouts and the sounds of weapons clashing were as fierce as fire. After a moment, the outcome was decided, and it was the ogres who were knocked to the ground.

They were terrified by the strength of the orc warriors.

But what frightened them even more was the dwarf in the front, who was holding two huge swords that were bigger than himself, and was madly hacking and killing his brothers as if they were minced meat.

At this moment, our brave and warlike fellows became weaker than a sheep.

A bloody line was plowed out by him alive.

The people of Gaoyabao are no longer the group of bumpkins wandering in the wilderness. After being strengthened by the system, they have long become the elite among the elites and the aces among aces.

Not to mention that the lord is no longer the little jerk he used to be, and his strength has changed dramatically.

As powerful wilderness lords, ogres are definitely not weak. They have both strength and bloodiness, and are born to be strong men who make a living by fighting.

But at this moment, their pride - strength, equipment, martial arts, and fighting spirit - were completely crushed.

The calmness on the faces of the drow priests disappeared. Their faces changed drastically. They angrily shouted at the ogres to move forward, while they themselves retreated and kept their distance.

Then, while suppressing the dizziness caused by the exhaustion of magic power, he prepared to cast a spell to deal with this terrifying team.

"Hybabion..."

Their lips moved rapidly, and the light on their bodies gradually grew brighter, which was a sign of the gathering of magic power, indicating that they were casting a spell.

"Still want to chant the spell?!"

The lord had been prepared for this move. He hooked a javelin from the ground with his foot and without even looking, he just swung his hand and shot!
An ogre was so brave and powerful that he actually tried to block the lord's spear that was thrown without any hesitation.

puff!

There was a crisp sound, and then holes as big as bowls appeared on its shield and its chest, forming a line between the two, so each side could clearly see the scenery on the opposite side.

"How can this be..."

Looking at the spears that continued to fly towards him, the drow priest was so frightened that he even forgot to chant the spell and stood there like a wooden chicken.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, looked down, and saw a drow priest behind him.

It turned out that he had been pierced by the spear... His tall body collapsed with a loud bang, and there was no sign of life.

Florina on the city wall witnessed it all.

Black iron hit red iron, blood splattered everywhere, forming a stream in the snow, and the smell of iron and blood filled the air between heaven and earth.

The bright flag proved the origin of this team that appeared out of nowhere.

This is the personal guard led by the Lord of High Cliff Castle.

"Who is this? Is this your reinforcement, Florina?"

Ashe Whisperwind was as excited as if she had seen a life-saving straw. "This commander is not only extremely strong, but his tactics are also impeccable."

After all, with such a small number of people, they are destined to be unable to defeat the entire Wilderness Alliance. So at this time, the strategic goal becomes very important. Obviously, eliminating the opponent's spellcasting group first is definitely the top priority.

If this group of spellcasters hadn't used magic to break down the city walls, they wouldn't have been defeated so quickly.

"This is my 'Lion Hunter Knight'!" Florina smiled, but held the hilt tightly. She was obviously very excited, but she had to pretend to be calm and composed. "In fact, in my opinion, this Lion Hunter Knight is very talented in commanding small-scale battles."

"Great! Since this Lion Hunter Knight can show up here, it means your main force is right behind us, Florina. We just need to hold on until they arrive."

Ash's face was full of hope.

"Yes, victory will eventually belong to us!" said Florina.

"My people, reinforcements have arrived, and the Mother Goddess is protecting us!"

As Ashe spoke loudly, a green light suddenly emerged from the scepter in her hand, then enveloped the heads of all her warriors present.

His originally exhausted state was instantly restored to three points.

Their morale soared, and they advanced forward roaring, and actually drove the Wilderness Alliance back off the city wall.

(End of this chapter)