Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 247: The Lord Who Only Takes Small Paths

Originally, Levi and his orc barbarians were destroying the guards who tried to block their way at a very fast speed and heading towards the inner castle.

But since some time ago, the guards no longer rushed forward fearlessly when they saw them, but instead dropped their weapons and ran into the alleys.

He stopped suddenly, and the group of big guys behind him were huddled together in an instant because they were rushing too fast and too hard and couldn't stop.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Zat looked at the dented breastplate, then looked at the unchanged head of the lord in front of him, feeling heartbroken.

I didn't expect that the armor that had experienced countless attacks didn't have much damage, but this collision caused it to be dented directly.

"Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

Levi narrowed his eyes and looked at the Southern Border soldiers who had entered the alley.

They had been fighting desperately just a moment ago, but now they seemed to have given up the struggle and resigned themselves to their fate, letting them go to the inner castle.

"Maybe you're scared by our military might?" Zat carried the battle axe, flexed his biceps with one hand, and laughed.

"Maybe."

Levi was a little confused and had no idea why the other side suddenly gave up. Although they had been killing all the way here, no one could directly stop the assault team of which he was the spearhead.

No matter how many people come, in the end they will all be turned into broken limbs, minced meat and blood plasma on the road.

Perhaps the enemy's morale was indeed broken due to the killings. Levi could only make such a speculation to explain it.

He couldn't help but wonder if the old guy Cross knew that the isolated city of Blackrock Castle could not be defended at all, so he took the opportunity to escape, and the soldiers who lost their commander also directly collapsed.

But this was not justifiable. The furious Florina had already surrounded Blackstone Castle and sent out patrols. At least the area within a 20-mile radius was under control. The situation was so tight that even if the enemy dug a hole underground, it would be unlikely for them to escape.

Levi regretted not bringing Leighton up with him. Although the other party's martial arts skills were only good enough to beat up the orc kids from High Cliff Castle, he was indeed smart.

Now he is caught in a dilemma. He wants to keep advancing, but is afraid of falling into the trap of veteran Kroos. But he can only stare and do nothing.

If the opponent is indeed defeated, he will look very stupid.

"Damn, why think so much?" Levi slapped his head. His goal from the beginning was not to capture the opponent's commanders and destroy their manpower.

The strategic goal of the Gaoyabao team is to break into the inner castle and plunder the treasure!

Those Northern officers are capable of destroying the manpower themselves.

After thinking it through, the lord no longer obsessed with what trap the other party had set.

After all, no matter what tactics are used, the premise is to guess the opponent's strategic goals and set traps based on them.

He took out a simple map from the system inventory and looked at it carefully.

When the ice mages were scouting Blackrock Castle, they naturally drew a map of the city's defenses for everyone to see so they could get a general idea.

Although only important people can own a map, since the lord took Leighton with him, the earth elf drew an identical map when he came back.

Soon, Levi identified a location and immediately turned around with the barbarians and headed towards that place.

……

In the narrow room, both the wooden table and the chairs are very old, revealing the base color of the wood. There are not many decorations here, and only the glowing fire in the stove adds a touch of color.

This servants' residence of the castle now gathers all the nobles of Blackstone Castle and serves as a temporary meeting room.

"What's your name?" Cross looked at the trembling young man in front of him. Years of hard work had left the young man's face full of sorrow.

"Ram, my name is Ram." He was afraid that the big man in front of him didn't hear him, so he repeated it again. Because he was too scared, he said everything: "I am a dung shovel apprentice. Every day I am responsible for transporting the horse manure in the castle to the outside through the Ely Suspension Bridge."

Soon he saw the nobles around him who were glaring at him, and realized that he had said the wrong thing. He stammered and hurriedly explained: "Please...please forgive me for presenting such a lowly word in front of you."

"Okay, Ram, you don't have to apologize for this. Instead, we deserve to apologize for this. After all, we came to your house suddenly." Cross shook his head and patted his shoulder with a smile on his face: "Good boy, I suggest you go and throw a few potatoes into the stove now. I haven't had lunch yet."

The fifty-year-old man blinked.

Looking at the other person's kind smile, Ram felt a lot more relaxed. He nodded and ran to the kitchen to find potatoes.

"My lord, I am just a servant, not even a free man..."

A noble looked at the other party's disappearing back and didn't quite understand why he had to be so polite. Even if he gave the other party a direct order, there would be no problem at all.

"Sith, don't look down on anyone. Always be humble." Cross pointed at himself and said earnestly, "Especially be kind to those around you."

Sis didn't want to discuss this topic in depth, so he asked, "Sir, will the knight really do what we ask?"

"Sith, if your enemy gives up resistance for no apparent reason, what will you do?"

Cross came to the stove and sat on a small stool, warming his cold hands like an ordinary old man.

Sith came to the old man and did not respond because he knew that the adult was not really asking him.

"First, you will feel confused and worried about the other party's intentions, so you will hesitate to move forward, fearing that you will fall into the next trap."

"Second, you think this is just a bluff, and you attack the main gate of the inner castle desperately to reap the fruits of victory."

"And this is the choice." Cross took off his already hot gloves and placed them on his knees, with a smug smile on his face. "If the other party hesitates, then our goal of delaying time will be achieved. If they choose to attack the main gate and capture the main building of the castle, they will suffer the consequences."

"That is to say, no matter what the other party chooses, our strategic goal will be achieved." Cross's face was serious and he pointed to his head: "As a qualified commander, the first thing to do is to think, think from the enemy's perspective, guess the enemy's purpose, and summarize the strategic goals you want to achieve, and make appropriate arrangements for it."

The nobles immediately showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

When they received the news of the upcoming reinforcements, they all became like crazy, dancing with joy. However, when a small team from the other side broke through the city wall at an astonishing speed and headed towards the inner castle, everyone turned to panic.

They were afraid that before they could hold out until reinforcements arrived, they would all be captured by the enemy, and by then it would be too late.

But the veteran took his time to make arrangements and moved the meeting room from the safer main building of the castle to this servant area near the city wall.

Everyone didn’t understand at that time, but now they all understand.

This is using the main gate as bait. No matter what the other party chooses, the initiative will be in their hands.

"Sir, what if the enemy chooses to attack the inner castle from here?" Sith asked subconsciously.

"Sith, I'm glad you're worried." Cross smiled, then patiently explained why he chose this place in the end: "This is the servant area. The stables, pig pens, and sheep pens are all here. There is no property or important people here. There are only a group of pitiful people who are afraid of being vented with anger."

The gray-haired old man drew a line in the air: "The result is that this worthless place has a natural pit seven or eight blades wide, and there is only a suspension bridge that can accommodate one carriage to lead to the city."

"At this distance, the power of Dou Qi will be too weak to cut the chain. Only a spellcaster can do it."

"So unless the opponent can fly or has a spellcaster, there is no way to lower the suspension bridge."

"And it just so happens that the intelligence shows that the other party does not meet either of these two conditions."

"No commander would come here without a main gate that might have already lost its resistance."

"Maybe the other party has gone mad, and his efforts are in vain." The old man even had the leisure to make a joke.

Everyone was immediately impressed and thought about what it would be like if they were the attackers.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, there is no choice but to face the suspension bridge that is no different from the city wall and the daunting pits here.

"Everyone." Cross suddenly raised his voice, trying to speak in a voice that everyone present could hear: "The enemy has indeed entered the city, but our support is about to arrive. Although we don't know what kind of support it will be, the turning point that can change the current situation is definitely worth waiting for. So there is no need to worry about it, just wait!"

Although Ram, who had just walked in with potatoes in his arms, didn't know what the old man was talking about, the emotions contained in his words were enough to make people's blood boil.

……

Levi led the orcs to advance left and right, bypassing a bunch of buildings, and finally came to a deep ditch. The city wall was obviously not far away, but at this moment it seemed like an insurmountable barrier, making people afraid to approach.

"Boss, how do we get in?"

Zat scratched his helmet, looking helpless.

Even if there are a hundred fully armed soldiers in front of it, it will rush in without hesitation.

But what lies before him now is a deep ditch, and the only consequence of rushing over it is breaking all his limbs.

This is the back door of the inner castle, which was only opened when needed. A drawbridge connects the two sides. Opposite is a seven or eight-edged city wall with a slightly narrow corridor.

There were obviously soldiers on duty on the city wall here. They were a little nervous because of the arrival of the enemy, but when they saw that the other side was helpless, they relaxed.

A few brave ones even showed up and shot a few arrows sporadically, but unfortunately they paid a heavy price for it. The barbarians had been traveling unimpeded all the way, but at this moment they were blocked by a deep pit, which made them very angry.

This behavior of the enemy was tantamount to provocation and mockery. Several javelins, which had gathered all their strength, flew out like lightning and directly knocked down the archers on the wall, scaring the remaining soldiers so much that they dared not show their heads again.

“The road is right under our feet!”

Levi said something that Zat didn't understand, holding the steel javelin in his hand, and squinted at the suspension bridge opposite.

This is a classic suspension bridge design. The suspension bridge weighing thousands of pounds is connected to the capstan in the city wall by two iron chains as thick as arms through two small holes. At this moment, there are still small sections of the two iron chains connecting the suspension bridge left outside.

If it were Fujiro, he would have no choice but to watch helplessly. He could either waste time building a ladder or rely on a spellcaster to use magic to cut the chains and let the suspension bridge fall down.

Unfortunately, ever since they suffered losses, those noble wizards have been hiding in the rear. How could they possibly come to such a remote place like Kara?

But he is not Fujiro.

With just one look, he made up his mind, weighed the spear twice, pulled his shoulders sideways, and twisted his waist, arms, legs, and whole body into a rope, and then threw it hard.

call out!
"Why can't this chain break by itself?"

Zat was muttering to himself, but just as he finished speaking, an iron chain of the suspension bridge broke in an instant, followed by the "crackling" sound of broken metal.

It rubbed its eyes with its big green hands in disbelief, excitement welling up in its heart. It had just been thinking about why the chain didn't break by itself, but it broke right after it finished thinking about it.

Unfortunately, when the lord threw another javelin, it realized that the chain was not caused by the boss beside it, but because of some magical power that could break it at will.

I couldn't help feeling discouraged.

boom!
Without the chains, the suspension bridge collapsed.

In response to this, Levi simply clapped his hands. With his current strength, the steel javelin he threw was no different from a heavy artillery. It was easy for him to shoot off two iron chains that were no thicker than his wrists at a distance of seven or eight blades.

The material of this suspension bridge is solid. Even if it fell down with a loud bang, it did not break directly. It just bounced a little and was safely connected in front of the Gaoyabao team.

"Brothers, copy the guy."

The lord roared and rushed forward with a huge sword in hand.

The barbarians sneered as they lined up to rush onto the suspension bridge and rushed towards the corridor.

The runts hiding in the wall and shooting at them will be incurred by their wrath.

Without the obstruction of the city walls, the barbarians were like lions charging into a flock of sheep, and the only thing these southern soldiers could do was to wait for their deaths.

There are also several hundred soldiers deployed here, some of them are the elite guards of Blackrock Castle. Almost all of them are wearing sophisticated armor, and their martial arts are far better than those soldiers on the city walls.

Unfortunately, they were facing a group of powerful warriors that had already improved themselves several times.

In just a moment, this section of the city wall was controlled by the Gaoyabao team.

After taking down the city wall, Levi led his men to rush towards the main building of the castle, but as he was rushing, he suddenly stopped and his eyes rested on a stone house in an open space not far away.

The house was very plain, built with rough stones. It was obviously the living area for the servants in the castle, and it was inconspicuous.

But at this moment, there happened to be several nobles in gorgeous clothes running out with panic on their faces, which added a different kind of value to it.

"Did I catch a big fish?"

The lord was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, don't let these Southern Territory generals escape, capture them alive for me."

He took the lead and rushed to the front, unable to hide the smile on his face, just like an old farmer in the field watching the wheat bent because of the heavy ears of wheat.

(End of this chapter)