Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 273 The storm is rising
The goat-horned demon wizard struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes squinting, his face full of arrogance, trying to maintain his dignity as the controller of elements.

You know what, the other party looks like a tough spellcaster.

Much stronger than Sam back then.

"You should be the one who controlled the knight last time." Levi asked with burning eyes.

The intelligence of demons is almost the same as that of humans, not to mention spellcasting units. No matter what race they are, their intelligence is definitely not low, because a fool can never become a spellcaster.

Only this one wizard among this group of demons could come up with this plan.

Although the other party's appearance is indeed a bit unsatisfactory, among the creatures of the abyss, it seems that the succubus is the only one worth talking about.

"You lowly human, you are only worthy of smelling a fart from Lord Bartley!"

The old demon wizard obviously didn't understand the old saying in the Far East that a man of insight is a wise man. As soon as he took the stinky socks out of his mouth, he grinned as if he was mocking someone.

The language used was pure common language, so it was obvious that the memories were not absorbed in vain.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became almost stagnant.

Snapped!
"You damned bastards, you demons are not even as good as my fart."

Hogg was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the old wizard so hard that he flew away. The wizard spun in the air for two and a half circles before landing with stars in his eyes.

The wolf cub, who had long regarded Levi as a god, took it more seriously when others insulted his leader than when they insulted himself.

The reason why he didn't kill the other person was because Levi still had more questions to ask.

Although the old demon wizard is dizzy, neither the shaman nor the wizard is a fragile spellcaster like the mage, and their physical fitness is still excellent.

Therefore, he took Hogg's slap and only felt a little dizzy.

Levi stretched out his hand towards it, and just when the goat-horned demon wizard thought he was going to be beaten again and was subconsciously shrinking back, Levi simply picked it up from the ground and patted the dust off its shoulders.

"Answer the question, and I will spare your life in the name of a devout believer of the Ice and Snow Goddess."

As a true believer of the Ice and Snow Goddess, Fujiro just watched with his eyes and nose and with his nose.

The goat-horned demon wizard is not really tough. Instead, he is very afraid of death. He is just afraid that he will be executed after answering the questions, so he appears to be tough.

"Really?" It was skeptical.

After absorbing the memories of some people, it knew that humans were extremely pious to gods. Therefore, when it saw that the other party used the gods they believed in as a treaty, it couldn't help but believe it in its heart.

"The Ice and Snow Goddess is watching us." Levi looked pious. No Ice and Snow Priest could find any fault here. "Does this need to be proven?"

The other party obviously believed it.

Never believe the loyalty and toughness of a devil. It is even better to believe a prostitute when she says she is still a virgin.

As long as there is a slight chance of survival, they will fight for it at all costs, even if it means betraying their companions or anything else.

"What is this? What does it do?" Levi raised a scepter made of an unknown animal skull and material, with unknown red teeth scattered on it as embellishment.

"The skeleton wand is made from the skull of the Abyss Fire Sheep Demon. The teeth are taken from the strongest magma hounds and wolves. It allows the user to communicate with the plane of fire element more easily, and reduces the cost of casting fire element magic by 30%." There was some pain in the eyes of the Sheep-Horned Demon Wizard. It took a lot of demons to make this wand.

"Good stuff." The lord put it directly into his pocket, thinking of giving it to Heather, the drow elf who happened to know fire spells.

Although this magic wand is a little ugly, it is very effective. The fire elemental creatures summoned by this bastard are enough to match a thousand soldiers.

The lord is a pragmatist. Highcliff Castle is extremely poor now, so it would be a waste not to use the magic items he picked up for free.

At this point, the evil wizard has accepted his fate. As long as he can go back alive, he can have any magic wand he wants. If he dies, he will be truly dead.

"How did you get here from the abyss? How many of you are there?"

The goat-horned demon wizard fell silent.

"If you don't want to die, be quiet!" When Zat was not around, Hogg perfectly acted as the lord's right-hand man and slapped him in the face.

A powerful force was concentrated on the face all at once. The goat-horned demon wizard screamed and fell to the ground. He covered his swollen face and begged for mercy: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"We accidentally discovered an abandoned space channel connecting to the material world. We were able to come to this world with the help of the Demon Lord."

"I don't know how many people there are, but I know that in order to prevent the news from being known to other demon lords, Grand Duke Kefeito only sent the vanguard."

"Tell me more details."

Everyone present pricked up their ears, and Fujiro's officer even took out a quill and parchment to record.

What the situation is like in the South is what they all want to know most. Of course, they will not listen to one person's words, as there are still a few demons left behind.

They will ask each one of them to provide evidence.

Prudence is a virtue that should be observed by all.

As the goat-horned demon wizard spoke, the officer took notes, and Fujiro and Levi's faces became increasingly serious.

The night gradually deepened, and people stopped asking questions only when the goat-horned demon wizard revealed that he had even peeped at a succubus taking a bath hundreds of years ago.

"You are very honest. I like honest people the most." Levi snapped his fingers.

"Sir, can I leave now?" The dry-mouthed demon wizard asked respectfully, but his heart was already filled with resentment.

"Walk?"

The tent was filled with laughter, and the Lord said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm not a believer of the Ice and Snow Goddess."

"Despicable, shameless..."

"Hogg, fork it out. No matter what torture you use, I have only one standard tonight, I want to fall asleep to the sound of that beautiful scream." Without waiting for the other party to use all kinds of abyssal slang, the lord leaned back and said in a grim tone: "I prefer screaming to sleep, demons are the best!"

Although the lord likes to collect shamans and wizards from the countryside to serve as the spellcasting group of Highcliff Castle, he will not accept just any loser.

When the demon wizard described in front of him how he tortured Andao to death, he was put on the lord's kill list.

But killing it like this was obviously too easy, Levi would not let it die so easily. An Dao was one of the few nobles who had a good relationship with him, so now he was helping him to avenge himself.

"Sir, I will definitely satisfy you." Hogg grinned and stuffed the smelly socks into the other's mouth, tied his hands and feet and pushed him out.

Spellcasters need to chant spells to cast spells, so stuffing the opponent's mouth is like pulling out the teeth of a tiger and posing no threat.

"I'll go as well."

The gnolls that were watching all around also ran away. They were very experienced in torturing people.

The remaining demons were interrogated again at night. After confirming that the collected information was correct, the little demons were directly taken out and beheaded.

As he had to rush back to Cologne early the next morning, the lord went to bed early. In the first half of the night, he cursed in the most vicious way in the Abyssal language, and in the second half, he was filled with screams and wails.

The lord just scratched his butt, turned over and continued to sleep with his head covered.

It was not until the sky was hazy and a ray of light appeared on the horizon that he walked out of the tent, stretched, and yawned loudly.

I don’t know why, but he slept very soundly last night.

"My lord, the demon died this morning." Hogg came to report at the right time and explained what happened.

In the first half of the night, soldiers from the Thorn Legion joined in, whipping, using clamps and branding irons. Hogg was even more vicious, rubbing salt into the wound.

He also summoned several wolves to continuously lick the body and skull of the demon wizard. These wolves had sharp barbs on their tongues, and each lick was as effective as a steel knife scraping bones, and could scrape off a large piece of flesh and blood.

In the end, the demon wizard watched helplessly as his flesh and blood were eaten away, and finally his skull was scraped open and his brain was licked clean by the wolf bit by bit.

The lord gave a thumbs up. Hogg looked honest, but he was unexpectedly a ruthless person.

Nearly 10,000 demon corpses had been burning for a day and a night but had not yet been completely burned. Everyone was originally prepared to just leave and let them burn.

However, under the strong request of the lord, Fujiro finally left behind a cavalry squad of 100 people to guard the demons until they were completely burned to ashes before returning to Cologne.

Levi was lying on the spacious back as the sad wind grew stronger, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and enjoying the morning breeze, but in fact he was studying the system team.

The gains from this battle were extremely astonishing, even greater than when he led the barbarians to attack the city before.

Even though they captured two fortified cities and a small town, the number of enemies killed by the High Cliff Fort team was not much higher than the demons killed here.

After all, when the Blackrock Castle was being captured, Highcliff Castle was just slacking off the whole time and only got to reap the benefits by chance in the end.

The situation was similar in Cologne, where there were not many real tough battles.

And these nearly ten thousand demons were actually annihilated, and nearly 70% of them died at the hands of the Centaurs and Werewolves.

When heading south, these two hundred gnoll scouts and three hundred cavalry were all third-tier troops.

This battle enabled nearly half of the Jackals and Centaurs to be upgraded.

Now, the Gnolls can be upgraded from the Tier 3 "Gnoll Riders" to the Tier 4 "Gnoll Rangers", and the Centaurs can be upgraded from the Tier 3 "Centaurs Lancers" to the Tier 4 "Centaurs Heavy Cavalry".

You should know that every advancement of a type of military force is a huge improvement, and the most obvious improvement is faster speed and greater strength.

This also made Fujiro look at the running centaurs and werewolves with a puzzled look on his face. He always felt that their movements seemed to be more agile than before, as if they were moving with ease.

This doubt quickly dissipated into thin air. Compared with this small problem, the issue of going south was obviously more urgent.

On the way back, with horses' hooves flying and flags flying, they, as the vanguard, arrived back in Cologne before noon without looking back.

As the sun was setting and the sky was red, the army with brightly colored flags marched out of Cologne again, following the road to the south like a winding giant beast that stretched to the end of the sight...

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It is a consensus among everyone that things have not been peaceful in Derby in recent years.

First, the king who was addicted to alcohol and pleasure ignored state affairs and increased all kinds of weird taxes for his enjoyment. It was said that he even did something ridiculous like spending 100,000 gold grams to build a garden of flowers to collect the exotic colors of various races.

This led to the increasingly powerful Holy Sith Kingdom considering King Debe to be an incompetent monarch, and as a result, border frictions have become increasingly intense in recent years.

Secondly, there were various natural and man-made disasters, large and small. The cold winter that lasted for almost a year this year completely dissatisfied the common people. There were even rumors that His Majesty was immoral, so the gods brought down so many punishments.

Now, creatures like demons that have disappeared for thousands of years have appeared. Regardless of other people, the soldiers in the southern border have been cursing this illegitimate king day and night.

The Bone Fortress, this border fortress is now surrounded by an endless army of demons. Obviously, this war is extremely massive and should have attracted worldwide attention, but they seem to have been collectively forgotten.

The demons had no idea how many sieges they had organized, nor how many times they had been repelled. The reinforcements they had been longing for ended up being only a few hundred griffin knights.

Afterwards, there was no news of any reinforcements, and they all seemed to have entered a world isolated from the outside world.

If the enemy were not a demon that was completely unreconcilable, they would have surrendered long ago.

Daemon stood on the top of the Bone Fortress, quietly watching the vast fields outside the city being occupied by red monsters. They greedily stared at the isolated fortress, waiting for the next attack. The face of this "Golden Lion of the Plateau" was full of calmness.

He knew that the enemy had failed to capture the Bone Fortress in previous attempts, and would not be able to do so this time either. The garrison in the city was still sufficient, and the only thing that was worrying was that supplies were extremely tight.

If no reinforcements arrive within half a month, the hundreds of thousands of defenders in the White Bone Fortress will starve to death here.

Standing next to him were a middle-aged man, an old man and a little girl.

"There are so many demons guarding that space passage that even with the help of Master Bergdorf and His Highness Fatiel, they cannot get within five miles." Lancelot, the leader of the Griffin Knights, sighed. There was a deep cut on his armor from the shoulder to the waist.

It almost makes one wonder if the other party was almost cut in half by the sword.

"Although I have the ability to close that space channel, we can't even get close to it, so it's useless even if we have the ability." Bergdorf is a tall old man with gray hair and a long beard. He wears a white wizard robe and a wizard hat.

Just by looking at the way he was dressed, it was not difficult to guess that he must be a spellcaster from the Mage Tower, and he was a high-ranking one.

"At this point, we should ask for help. Closing the space passage leading to the abyss is no longer something we can do."

Fadil was still wearing the familiar bishop's robe and bishop's hat, and his cherry lips under the gilded mask opened and closed slightly, but his tone remained calm.

It seemed that no matter how difficult the situation was, she could hardly have any emotional ups and downs.

(End of this chapter)