Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 196 Top Arms
The heavy snow from the sky covered the ground and the sky became darker.

Faced with the addition of this fresh force from the Gaoyabao team, no matter how the Wilderness Alliance sent troops to attack, it would be of no avail.

The row of orc warriors guarding the gap were like emotionless sickles; no matter how many people were sent up, the end result was that they would fall down in large numbers.

The rain of arrows falling from the city walls was even sharper. Often, before they even reached the foot of the wall, they would be shot through with their shields by human archers holding purple longbows.

Even the elves felt ashamed of themselves when they saw his horrific archery skills.

After an unknown amount of time of fighting, the vanguard attackers could no longer bear the losses. No matter how the supervising officer scolded them, or how many auxiliary soldiers he chopped down with his sword, they could not stop them from retreating in fear, wanting to get away from this wall that was selectively devouring them.

woohoo~
In the end, the Wildermen had no choice but to blow the horn of retreat, and the army retreated like a tide.

"It's finally over." Florina stood beside Levi, watching the Wilderness Alliance retreating in an orderly manner under the city wall.

These Wild Alliances have many races, and you can find almost all the common races in the vicinity, such as Pig-headed Men, Lizardmen, Ogres, Minotaur, Bugbears...

To be honest, if it weren't for the timely assistance of the Lord of Highcliff Castle, I'm afraid the wilderness coalition would have already started plundering the Whisperwind Tribe.

What made Florina most happy was that Baron Levi successfully wiped out the opponent's spellcasting group, which meant that the opponent would no longer be able to cause indelible damage to the city wall.

"Hmm." Levi responded absentmindedly. Anyone could see that the lord's eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

No one dared to disturb him easily. After all, he was a super powerful man who led the troops to deal with the opponent's spellcasting group and single-handedly dealt with the magic of four spellcasters on the opposite side.

No one knew that Levi was actually looking at the system panel, and two completely different emotions, heartache and joy, were taking root in his heart.

After the battle, sixteen Feder archers and four orc warriors disappeared forever from the team panel.

Disappearance on the panel means death in reality. Unless there is an archbishop who is proficient in resurrection magic, no one can bring them back to life.

Most of the losses were incurred while defending the city.

As if they were irritated by him, the other side frantically sent people to attack the city. The enemies were like an endless black tide. No matter how brave and good at fighting the barbarians were, they were ultimately different from the lord. They would get tired and exhausted, and eventually be exhausted to death by enemies that outnumbered them several times.

The corpses piled up all around proved how brave they were.

The lord ordered the bodies of the twenty High Cliff Castle warriors to be sealed in ice coffins.

He promised to bring back all the people he brought out without missing a single one, and he would not go back on his word.

Even in this world, returning to one's roots is one of the obsessions of most people.

As the only priest present, Maisha simply chanted a eulogy and declared that the Ice and Snow Goddess would receive the souls of these warriors and send them to the kingdom of God.

Although these losses were a bit too much for the lord who hoped not to lose anything, the gains did comfort him a little.

The rich experience accumulated from long-term fighting finally achieved a qualitative change, allowing Gaoyabao to produce the first batch of top-level system soldiers.

The names of the two sixth-level soldiers, Fed Ranger and Orc Berserker, appeared in the system team panel for the first time.

Logically speaking, as the first group of elders who followed the lord, the orcs would be the first to be promoted to the top-level military force, even if they were the early birds. The lord was not surprised by this.

But the reality is quite the opposite. The common people of Feder, who were the last to join Highcliff Castle, have instead overwhelmed the orcs.

There were a total of six top soldiers, including four Fed Rangers, and only two Orc Berserkers. As you can imagine, the experience required for an Orc to be promoted to a Berserker was absolutely extraordinary.

Levi was deeply impressed by these only two Berserker seedlings. In the past, they were always the first ones to advance. Now that they have been promoted to Berserkers, they are far ahead of their companions.

"Do you feel any changes?"

The lord sat on a bench made of two corpses and asked.

With his many years of experience in playing games, his promotions are often extraordinary, which also means that the rewards after promotion are definitely extraordinary.

"We feel it!" Different from the other comrades who had just been promoted and were extremely lively because of their desire to master the new power, the only two berserkers stood quietly in the wind and snow with their eyes closed, like those ascetic monks who had attained enlightenment in extremely difficult environments.

"What did you feel?" Zat pinched his nose and rolled his eyes.

Apart from a certain Lord of Highcliff Castle, what it hates most is people who like to play riddles.

"The power hidden deep within our bodies has made us stronger! And also..." The two orc berserkers closed their eyes, with vivid expressions of comfort on their faces.

The two men suddenly opened their eyes and were about to continue their mysterious act when they saw Zat looking at them with a sneer and rubbing his hands together.

"Really? Do you want me to be your punching bag?"

As their immediate superior, the legion commander, they were usually taught combat training "personally" by him. No one knew how powerful Zatt's fist was better than the Orc Guards of the Burning Legion.

"We'll just liven up the atmosphere." The two orc berserkers looked at each other and laughed, "We can't really say for sure, but we just felt a familiar yet strange power suddenly appear in our bodies... Never mind, let's just show it to you."

As soon as they heard that there was something exciting to watch, a group of idle people gathered in the blink of an eye, and the place was packed.

If you want to squeeze into the inner circle at this time, you can't squeeze in without a strong body. A skinny old man like Sam with a six-blade blade can only jump and get anxious at the outside.

In the end, it was Mir who used the lord's name to bring it into the inner circle.

"Shhh."

No one knew where these two orc warriors learned this, but they waved at the people around them in a very pretentious manner.

Then he took a deep breath... Just as everyone was holding their breath, the two of them looked at Zat.

"Captain, how about you give each of us a kick?"

"I've never seen such a request." Zat smiled maliciously and kicked the two men to the ground with two flying kicks.

The heads of the two men made intimate contact with the ground in an instant, leaving only their round bodies still sticking out.

"anything else?"

"No more... No more..." Before the two orc warriors got up, their voices changed significantly, and everyone present realized that something was wrong.

They all opened their eyes wide, unwilling to miss any moment.

(End of this chapter)