Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 208: Spider Drow
Unfortunately, before Sikai could muster up a more passionate fighting spirit, a burly figure blocked his way.

"Lao Si, you have thin arms and legs, so you should step back a little."

Wearing an exaggerated horned helmet, Zat stared at the two huge beasts in the open space like blacksmiths. He spat into his palms, tightly grasped the battle axe in his hands, and was filled with fighting spirit.

Sikai turned his head and saw that a team flying the flag of Gaoya Castle had come behind him at some point and was loyally guarding the lord of Gaoya Castle.

Not far away, more soldiers from the Thorn Legion emerged from the snow and were rushing towards here in an endless stream.

As an experienced military officer, Fujiro was more cautious than expected. Faced with the goblins' strategy of internal and external cooperation, he neither fully believed it nor disdained it.

Instead, the large force was arranged not far away. If all this was as the goblins said, then the main force would be able to arrive in time for support. If all this was a plan of the wild people, then there would be someone to support them in the rear and there would be no losses.

He even asked Master Fu Jin to use the snowbird to cross the wild people's camp and write a letter to Florina who was guarding the city wall.

Prepare to finish the battle in one go, and with the enemies joining together on three sides, this group of wild people will have no chance of getting up.

"Lady Anfrinna, Queen Ashe."

A hint of paleness appeared in the sky, and Levi greeted the two radiant beauties with a smile.

"Good day, Sir Levi."

Ashe Whisperwind responded gracefully and waved her hand. Hundreds of elven warriors wearing silver plate armor behind her joined the battlefield.

"To be honest, none of us thought you could successfully rescue Sikai tonight." Florina looked at the Lion Hunter Knight in front of her with admiration: "Even the situation has changed so drastically."

She sounded emotional.

"Don't you feel like the Wilderness Alliance was stuck in your throat like a fish bone one second, but it was swallowed back into your stomach the next second." Li Wei joked: "In fact, this is why the makeshift team is called a makeshift team."

"But please don't be offended if I tell you the truth. If you hadn't insisted on taking risks, you wouldn't have fallen into this dangerous situation."

"You're right. Everything has gone smoothly for a long time, and I have become arrogant." Florina nodded in agreement.

If she had not come alone, but led the Legion of Thorns to provide support step by step, how could she have almost fallen into a fatal situation?

With loud war cries, the reinforcements from the Thorn Legion poured into the battlefield like a tide.

The formation that the opponent had organized with great difficulty had almost no effect, like a sand castle trying to stop the tide, it fell apart in an instant.

"Stop these humans! Attack! Attack!"

The wild people supervising the battle roared hysterically. Everything before their eyes seemed like an absurd dream from which they had not yet woken up. However, the wailing sounds that kept pouring into their ears reminded them that all this was real.

Faced with the enemy's reinforcements, they no longer had the ability to resist, and the battle line was constantly pushed back.

"This Minotaur is indeed a heroic figure." The lord gave a pertinent comment.

The battle between the little soldiers was no longer a suspense, and everyone turned their attention to the most eye-catching open space.

Several orcs were roaring and fighting each other. To be more precise, a centaur, an orc and a panda were surrounding and killing a Minotaur.

The four giant beasts were all warriors weighing no less than a thousand pounds, and there was no need to elaborate on their bravery. Every collision was like thousands of pounds of hammers falling on red iron, sparks flying, and their roars shook the snow.

The simplest and purest collision of brute force brought the most shocking visual impact. The fight between the four beasts made people's blood boil and their hearts were inevitably moved.

"Could it be that this Minotaur contains the dragon vein?" Florina stared at the battle on the field.

No one knows better than her how powerful Panda is. This panda man not only has superb martial arts skills, but his Qi cultivation is even better than hers.

Even the old patriarch of the Panta clan was slightly inferior to him in terms of bravery.

So far, it has not encountered a stronger opponent than it.

But now he has to cooperate with the other two to fight on equal terms with the Minotaur.

The point is, in this three-on-one fight, the Pandaman could obviously only act as a support and couldn't even take the initiative to respond.

The centaur, who was like an iron tower, had obviously mastered the power of the elements. With every heavy blow, arcs of electricity flashed, and the milky white light stung people's eyes.

There was also the green-skinned orc. In the entire battle, he was the smallest of the three, but he could withstand the opponent's most violent attacks.

For the first time, Florina realized that this orc who had always followed Levi, who looked extremely stupid, was actually stronger than Panda.

“I don’t know if it’s a dragon vein or not, but this is its limit.”

Levi saw it clearly.

No matter whether it is Gus, Zat, or Panda, they are all absolutely powerful individually. Perhaps this Minotaur, after taking the primordial blood crystal and the blessing of magic, can defeat any one of them alone, but it will never be able to deal with the joint attack of three powerful men, especially after the three of them cooperate more and more tacitly.

Swish!
The giant axe fell, and Zat's face turned green. Veins popped out on his forehead like earthworms, the muscles in his arms trembled wildly, and even his body became three inches shorter.

"open!"

In full view of everyone, it forcibly released the force of the giant axe and smashed it to the ground beside it.

Gus roared like a wild beast, leaped up, and smashed his door-sized broadsword into the opponent's face, whose eyes were bloodshot.

"You traitor, I'll kill you!"

Enke roared to the sky. This minotaur was extremely brave and valiant. A "beast roar" on his head made Gus pause for less than a breath, and then he chopped him with an axe.

Who would have thought that Gus's move was just a feint. A thunder element was instantly activated from the broadsword, enveloping the Tauren Chieftain.

The huge elemental power made Panda's hair stand up.

"Seize the opportunity!" the Centaur leader roared.

Zhat and Panda understood what he meant. The moment the thunder element paralyzed the Tauren Chieftain, the dexterous sharp blade cut through the tough cowhide, pierced the flesh, and severed the tendons. In the blink of an eye, the huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Enke was a tough guy, and even though his tendons were cut, he still roared and tried to fight back. Unfortunately, after another heavy blow landed on his thick back and he spit out a large mouthful of blood, he could no longer hold the weapon. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, and his breath became weak.

Enke looked up in one direction and stretched out his hand as if trying to grab something. As the chief of the Bloodhoof Tribe, he not only had superb martial arts skills but also mastered the power of the elements. He had never experienced the taste of failure, but at this moment he did not feel the joy of meeting a worthy rival.

The sound of hooves behind it was getting closer and closer, and it stretched out its hands as hard as possible as if to grab something in front of it.

Gus raised the broadsword in his hand high, and then stabbed it down hard!
This Minotaur might be the strongest person on the scene except for the Lord, but even the Lord couldn't guarantee that he could survive after being beheaded, let alone this Minotaur?

The remaining wild people collapsed instantly as the strongest man they had high hopes for came to an end, and fled in all directions crying.

The soldiers of the Thorn Legion began to pursue and kill them calmly. It was obviously unrealistic to wipe out the more than 20,000 fleeing wild people, so they just tried to maximize the effect.

"It's finally over. Too many people died in this war." Looking at the broken arms and mutilated bodies around her, Ashe sighed, with sadness on her beautiful face, like a crabapple flower that was blown down and scattered on the ground in the rainy season, causing people to feel pity for it.

In this battle, countless people lay forever in the snow, never to get up again. The Whispering Wind Tribe also suffered heavy losses, with only less than a thousand warriors left out of the three thousand.

Levi appeared beside the elf queen at the right time, reached into his pocket, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

"They are all the bravest warriors who sacrifice themselves to protect their homes. The goddess will bless them." He said a few words of comfort.

"Thank you, Sir Levi." Ashe stretched out her white jade hand and politely declined the handkerchief.

As an elf who has lived for a long time, she has witnessed too many life and death separations, so she is not like a newborn elf who always has tears in her eyes.

Just seeing so many lives being treated as insignificantly as weeds makes me feel a little sad.

Levi didn't care and put it in his trouser pocket, saving a handkerchief for wiping his nose.

"Boss, what should we do with the body of this Minotaur?"

Zat, who had regained some strength, came over.

Looking at the Minotaur in front of him, whose head was almost as big as his own, Levi shook his head.

This Minotaur was different in every way.

With a physique of five blades in height, his body far exceeds that of his peers. He also controls the magical power of the elements and is proficient in various blessing and energy-shaping spells.

This is a true hero of the wilderness. If it is given time to grow, it is not impossible for it to become a king of a region like the black dragon.

"This is a strong man. Although he is not famous, he is still worthy of respect. Let's bury him with honor."

There was no deep hatred between the two parties. It was just because of their different positions and mutual respect, that Levi didn't mind giving it a decent death.

Of course, the so-called lavish burial meant that only one person was buried in one pit. Compared with those little soldiers who buried a bunch of corpses in one pit, it was indeed a lavish burial.

The war was gradually coming to a halt and the sky was already bright. Looking up, the mountains and plains were filled with corpses lying in the snow. There were lizardmen, dog-headed men, pig-headed men...almost all the common races nearby.

Zat began to lead his men to search for spoils enthusiastically. Perhaps not a single copper pound could be found on these wild people, but the armor and weapons on them were also a considerable fortune.

In particular, Gaoyabao also has its own military factory.

As long as these armors are pulled back and remade into a batch of brand new weapons, they will be great whether for personal use or for sale.

"Boss, there is another prisoner here!" Zat ran over shouting.

Levi walked over and when he lifted the curtain of a tent, he saw a female drow standing inside with a calm expression, surrounded by two orc barbarians who held knives to her neck.

"You're finally here." She spoke, staring at the lord.

"Yes, I'm here." Levi felt puzzled and nodded.

"You shouldn't..."

"Stop it, if you have to fart, just say it now, don't use such a cliché!" Levi was speechless and waved his hand. The two barbarians put away their weapons and stood aside.

"All this is because of you. If it weren't for you, I would have defeated this elf tribe and obtained the magic crystal long ago." Ilaiya looked resentful.

It was not until she saw the armor this human was wearing that she knew who the man was who led the team to wipe out her drow priests and rescue the soldiers who were surrounded.

In her opinion, it was all because of this human that she failed.

"Ilea?"

Soon the tent curtain was opened and a group of people rushed in. Heather, the drow priest, was the first to exclaim, and then sneered: "I thought you had died in some unknown corner, but I didn't expect you are still alive."

"My lord, this drow is the culprit who organized this wilderness coalition. The minotaur just now is her helper to control this coalition."

Heather explained to Levi.

Elijah didn't bother to look at the traitor any more. He looked around the people in the tent and said, "Haha, there are so many people."

"Although they are not all here yet, they are almost there," she said to herself.

"Not good..." Heather seemed to have guessed something and was about to remind him, but it was obviously too late.

A whimpering sound came almost instantly, and in an instant a halo enveloped Ilea, and her body began to swell like a balloon.

"It's spider transformation! Sir, let's go!" Looking at Ilia in front of her, whose lower body was a spider and the upper body was a naked human body, Heather's face turned pale.

She didn't expect that this drow bishop actually mastered the art of spider transformation.

Generally speaking, only those blessed by the Mother Goddess Rose can possess the ability to transform into a spider, but some priests will study this ability and develop similar spells.

This drow bishop obviously has mastered this advanced magic.

Once transformed into a spider, the power of the magic it originally controlled would become even greater, and its own strength would increase exponentially.

Heather didn't think she could last even one round.

"Stay here and be buried with me." The four eyes on Ilea's forehead kept rolling around, with a vicious look on his face. With a light wave of his spider legs as sharp as knives, he cut the tent in half.

Her spider-like body was more than five blades tall, with eight limbs, each of which was as sharp as a sharpened butcher knife.

When Ilea failed, she didn't think about living. She just resented the culprit who caused all this failure and decided to drag a few people down with her.

Apparently, the Lord is one of them.

She chanted the spell quickly, the magic power around her began to gather, and a huge fireball appeared in front of her.

Swish!
A fine steel spear shot out like lightning.

"Buried with the dead? You'd better go down and play in the mud by yourself." The lord withdrew his hand, picked his ears, and sneered.

She dared to cast a spell on him within ten steps. She really wanted to try whether she cast the spell faster or he threw the spear faster, right?
And the facts have proved that within ten steps, spear throwing is not only fast but also accurate.

The magic that blessed the headless spider drow began to gradually dissipate, and its body degenerated and turned back into its original human body.

A generation of Zhuoer bishops came to an end.

(End of this chapter)