Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 258 Accident
In the early morning, the sun just rose from the horizon, like a duck egg yolk. The morning sun was in a clever position and fell on the city of Cologne, giving this southern city a layer of gold, making it look brilliant and dazzling.

The giant beast crawling outside the city of Cologne gradually revived, and countless soldiers walked out of Zeng Nuan's tent, rubbing their hands.

Now it is almost June and the weather has turned warmer. The breeze blowing across my face is only slightly refreshing, carrying with it the smell of blood and gunpowder.

The lord got up early, found an empty piece of grass and prepared to vent the accumulated energy of the night. As a result, just as he unbuttoned his pants, Montvit suddenly appeared from nowhere and started to move side by side with him.

"Wozhi, I shouldn't be with you."

As a result, the Wolf Island Earl sighed and said, "Just with this skill, you are enough to make a name for yourself in the royal court."

"Hehe, sir, this is a talent." The lord urinated three meters against the wind, forming a sharp contrast with someone next to him who almost wet his shoes.

Without any real skills, how could Levi have thought that if his development failed, he would simply become a bard hanging out with noble ladies?

With the sound of gurgling water, the grass was already flooded with water, and then the two of them pulled up their pants with a look of satisfaction.

"Everything should be over today." Montvit looked at the white castle in Cologne and felt emotional.

"Yes, no one could have thought that Miss Leah, who had escaped from Cologne in a panic, would fight back again." Levi smiled.

To be honest, he had already started thinking about what reward he would ask for from Leah.

He doesn't really need territory as his base is in the wilderness. If he were to establish a territory in the south, the difficulty in management would be secondary. The most important thing would be that it would affect his strategic depth.

"Brother-in-law eats white eggs."

Just then, Mil, wearing exquisite silver armor, came over with a basket of eggs and gave a few to each of them.

"Thank you." Mengweit thanked him.

I didn't expect to have a free breakfast at the campsite of Gaoyabao.

"I remember that our logistics team had already finished eating the eggs, right?"

Levi peeled one and put it into his mouth, chewing it in two bites, and asked in confusion.

The Gaoyabao team seemed to have a small number of people, with cooks, craftsmen and auxiliary soldiers, there were only about two thousand of them, but the food consumption of these big-bellied men was almost catching up with that of Montvit's army.

This basket of eggs was barely enough for Zat to fill his teeth.

So the in-demand item, eggs, had already been eaten up.

"Hehe, I picked this up when I went to Count Montwitt's logistics office." Mir touched his head and smiled foolishly.

Mengweit's movements froze, and he felt that the egg in his mouth no longer tasted delicious.

Levi quietly gave a thumbs up, praising Mil for having learned the true three-point shooting technique from him.

……

After the nobles had a simple breakfast, they led their soldiers into Cologne and headed towards the White Castle.

Since today was the day for the duel, which was clearly a godsend for the lord to gain fame, he put on a set of fine leather armor, exquisite deerskin hunting boots, hung an exquisite mithril sword around his waist, and even deliberately got a Debe hairstyle that was popular at the time.

After defeating his opponent with just one gorgeous and superb swordsmanship, he blew away the blood on the sword with a casual touch, and the master lonely reported his own name.

Used to pay tribute to the legendary swordsman "Ximen Chuixue".

So that painters can paint this picture that will be passed down through the ages.

On the castle wall, there was already a team of white-robed guards watching everyone vigilantly, led by Panto.

"My lords, please forgive the suspicion of us poor people. We cannot allow all the soldiers to enter the castle." He took the initiative to step forward and said.

"Open the door." Florina waved her hand.

The soldiers behind him retreated to a safe distance, leaving only dozens of Panda warriors and some knight guards around them.

Soon the city gate was opened, and several maids stood in the corridor, carrying baskets full of bread and milk.

This is a guest right.

A tradition that has been passed down in the Middle Continent since ancient times is a sacred law observed by all countries.

Whether commoners or nobles, when a guest comes to the host's house and accepts the bread and milk provided by the host, the guest's rights take effect.

During the subsequent visit, neither party shall harm the other.

Anyone who violates this will violate the sacred law and will be condemned by both the old and new gods.

This is also what the other party does to reassure everyone.

After the northern nobles ate the bread and milk, both sides breathed a sigh of relief and the tense atmosphere eased.

"These people are too stingy. This little bit is not enough to fill my teeth."

Zat drank the glass of milk that had become Xiuzhen's in its hand, smacked his lips and said with some dissatisfaction.

This creature has two sharp fangs exposed, and is burly, with a height of three blades. Perhaps for the nobles, the most they would be surprised is that this orc is taller than his peers.

But for the maids, seeing that the giant beast seemed to be angry, they trembled with fear.

"You know nothing." The Lord said angrily, "This is a guest's right, don't you understand? It's not to feed you, it's also a belief."

"So both sides must not harm each other secretly, otherwise they would be betraying the gods of faith and would be abandoned by the gods."

After finishing speaking, Levi added: "Unless the other party violates the guest rights first."

"Yeah." Zate nodded his head repeatedly, as if to say he understood.

Unfortunately, it was ruthlessly exposed by someone afterwards.

"I bet Zat didn't understand."

Centaur Gus said in a thunderous voice.

With a height of more than four blades, it stands out from the crowd and cannot be concealed. Just by looking at the double-edged broadsword and the longbow behind it, one can tell that it is absolutely powerful.

"Gus, are you itching?"

Zat has always considered himself the top warrior of Highcliff Castle, and is a little afraid of his own leader. The others don't buy it at all. He said angrily: "Why don't I understand? Isn't it just that I can't chop people? Don't I understand chopping people?"

"When it's over, let's practice together." Gus was not indulging in any way.

"Humph, who's afraid of who? I'm not afraid of you."

In a few words, the two decided to compete. Orak and Hogg looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

Since Gus came to Highcliff Castle, the two of them have finally escaped from Zat's persecution.

Orak had fought too much when he was young, and now he began to believe that inner peace can bring external improvement. He meditates every day to improve his magic power and studies spells. He doesn't like to be brave or aggressive.

Hogg couldn't beat this reckless orc at all and didn't want to just get beaten.

Now these two would fight every few days, to avoid causing trouble for them again. At the beginning, Zatt could still suppress Gus.

But since Gus also received the gift from the God of War, the two of them became evenly matched and began to win and lose against each other.

It is difficult to judge whether to win or lose.

Levi didn't care about these two guys. After all, they were a group of fighting men full of energy. It was impossible for him not to vent.

At the beginning, Gus might be a little weaker than Zat, but since he joined the team, because the opponent's killing speed is terrifying and his level can be said to be catching up, the gap between the two is not that big.

After all, the later the level, the harder it is to advance one level, so it is not surprising that Gus was able to surpass Levi.

Everyone started heading towards the planned competition venue again, but not long after, Hogg was the first to notice something unusual. He came to the Lord and whispered, "My Lord, something is wrong. I smell blood."

The person with the best nose here must be the werewolf Hogg.

Levi nodded. He also felt something was wrong. Perhaps he had not smelled any blood yet, but he could vaguely hear the sound of fighting coming from the front.

He immediately went to Florina and told her about it.

Everyone immediately became alert, and their hands were vaguely on the hilts of their swords.

They were not afraid of an ambush by the other side, because the nobles present were all military nobles, not the group of pigs in the Noble Garden. They were proficient in swordsmanship and had profound fighting skills.

With the help of a very powerful Lord of High Cliff Castle and several orcs under his command, even if they were besieged, they would definitely be able to hold out until the army outside White Castle discovered something was wrong and attacked.

They could even seize the city gate to coordinate internal and external forces. After all, it was these people from the southern border who first violated the guests' rights, so they couldn't be considered to have violated the rules at all.

As they got closer, the sounds of fighting became more and more intense, and now everyone could hear it.

"Levi, look, the enemy is coming." Leah was startled, patted the back of Levi's hand, and pointed to a corner of a building in the distance.

Everyone followed her gaze and saw a large group of Southern Border Guards appear in their field of vision, running all the way over here.

"Pantuo, what the hell are you doing!" An Dao stepped forward and put his sword on the fat old man's neck, asking angrily.

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing continued, and everyone drew their swords and began a tense confrontation.

"This..." Panto also looked confused, obviously not knowing what was going on.

He was now wondering if Penny had suddenly chosen to ambush this group of Northern nobles again, but why didn't she tell him?

"Hehe, now I'm not violating the guest rights." Zat raised the battle axe behind him, eager to try.

Gus has already drawn the bow and drawn the arrow, the thunder element in his body is surging, and he can shoot at any time.

"Boss, should we wait for them to take action first?" Zat asked immediately.

Before he could complain about this guy's ability to draw inferences from one instance, Levi noticed something was wrong: "Wait, the other party seems to be running for his life?"

These soldiers from the southern border had blood on their bodies and looked panic-stricken. When they saw them blocking the way ahead, they immediately changed direction and ran in all directions.

Everyone was confused by this.

"Panda, Count Montvit, take your men and these prisoners to open the city gate." After thinking for a while, Florina quickly made a decision.

Under the current circumstances, the judging of the competition will definitely not be able to proceed. Although we don’t know what happened yet, any discerning person can guess that there must have been an internal fight within the Southern Territory.

The unrest here would soon spread to the other side of the city wall. In order to avoid accidents, Florina chose to take control of the city gate first.

"Levi, you and Andao take people in to see what happened." She continued.

The two men nodded, and without hesitation, they ran inside with their men.

Occasionally they would encounter fleeing soldiers on the road, but as soon as they saw them they would turn their heads and look elsewhere. Finally, at the signal of the lord, Gus shot a deserter in the thigh with an arrow.

"What on earth happened here?" the lord asked condescendingly.

"Sir, that group of mercenaries are obviously your accomplices, why do you still come to ask me?" The little soldier held his thigh that was shot through, wanting to cry but having no tears, his face full of despair.

"Go away." An Dao let him go. Ignoring the other party's grateful eyes, he looked at the lord of Gaoya Castle next to him.

The two looked at each other in silence, and An Dao spoke first: "Levi, do these mercenaries want to take advantage of the situation? Or?"

"I don't think so. We have surrounded Koren. Outside are your cavalry. My gnoll scouts and horses have been patrolling the periphery. Even if the enemy wants to take advantage of the situation, they can't escape." The lord said, clearly guessing but hitting the nail on the head: "The more likely possibility is that the enemy, seeing that the defeat of the South Border is a fact, may be preparing to use the White Castle as a trophy to surrender to us."

"What should we do then?" An Dao asked subconsciously.

"Wouldn't it be clear if we just caught a mercenary?"

"Look at me, I'm completely confused." Count Andao slapped his head.

Several people hurried to the main building of the castle. The closer they got, the more corpses they saw on the ground. Soon, a group of people fighting appeared in their sight.

The equipment of the two sides was obviously different. One side's standard equipment was more sophisticated, with tulip badges printed on their armor. They were obviously soldiers from the southern border.

The other side's equipment was varied. Some were wearing armor, and some were wearing leather armor. They were obviously mercenaries.

Although the soldiers in the south were better equipped, they were outnumbered and were quickly defeated by the mercenaries.

"Give them all to me, Your Majesty." The lord gave an order.

The mercenaries had no time to celebrate their victory before they were killed by Gus who was galloping towards them. They cried for their parents and immediately dropped their weapons and surrendered.

Zat, who was only halfway through the run, looked at Gus's four legs, then looked at his own two legs, and felt extremely depressed.

I was thinking about getting a mount like the boss.

When he came to the surrendered mercenary, he did not expect that the other party would take the initiative to make friends with him. He hugged the lord's thigh and said flatteringly: "My lord, we are in the same group. Lord Olorun has decided to surrender to the North. We have specially captured the White Castle from the inside as a trophy for you lords."

It would have been better if this guy didn't say anything. As soon as he said this, the lord got so angry that he kicked him out and said, "Who the hell is in the same group with you!"

Damn, whether it was winning the competition or directly attacking the White Castle, these were all military achievements that the lord had already designated for himself.

Now, the business has been snatched away by an unknown little scoundrel. Who wouldn’t be angry?

(End of this chapter)