Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 285 The fight begins

Looking around, you can see countless figures gathering on the plain, as if covering the earth with a layer of flowing red carpet.

There were hordes of demons, mixed with imps, babu demons, cowardly demons and other low-level demons from the abyss. They were roaring, grinning, and greedily rushing towards the rows of soldiers lined up on the distant valley.

In their eyes, these are all pieces of walking, tasty and delicious meat.

The six-armed snake demon warrior in the back was holding a long whip, urging the demons to move forward, and then watching everything coldly.

Suddenly, they turned their eyes and found an army attacking from afar. The long whips in their hands "snapped" and hit a demon next to them that looked like a toad and was covered with disgusting pustules.

This demon was so huge, like a small fortress, that its abdomen swelled instantly in pain, and then a moment later, it was released from its big mouth, making a loud horn sound that echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

Woo!
Countless demons immediately separated from the main force and rushed towards the enemies attacking from the side.

"What should I do, Sir?" Fujiero asked subconsciously.

For some reason, he became less willing to think when this lord was around.

"What else can I do?" Levi took a deep breath, pulled down his visor with a click, took out a brand new giant steel sword from his inventory, and held it in front of him: "Everyone, grab your weapons and defend this hillside to the death!"

Their original purpose was to relieve some of the pressure on the main force, so now they had no choice but to fight to the death.

The rest of the soldiers quickly assembled and formed a line. Gaoya Fort was also ready. Everyone was mentally prepared for this inevitable battle.

The barbarians formed a circle, then took off the heavy steel shields behind them and smashed them on the ground. These warriors were silent like the iron men of the Holy Sith Kingdom.

A three-blade-high steel wall was built in an instant, and inside it were the Feder archers and the lord's spellcasting team ready to go.

Actually, it didn't matter whether Heather and the others came to this war or not, but thinking that such an opportunity to gain experience was rare, the lord simply brought almost everyone in Highcliff Castle to come.

Even Mir and Leighton were protected inside, so they could find the right opportunity to pick up two heads.

Levi and Zat took the initiative to walk out of the protection of the steel shield and stood in front of a six-blade wide gap that was deliberately left.

Even if countless demons were coming from afar, it was like a breeze blowing on their faces and they could not change their color at all.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Legion of Thorns or the Dreadfort, although they had formed a formation to defend against the enemy, they still looked nervous and kept swallowing their saliva.

This means that they are not yet qualified to join the top tier of the military.

"According to a rough estimate, there are at least hundreds of thousands of demons rushing here." Levi stood with his sword in front of everyone, his eyes under the visor revealing a calmness like dead water.

"That's hundreds of times more than our group of country guards!"

"Maybe some people don't know how big the gap is."

"The gap is so big that we can't kill them all even if we chop them with our knives until the blades are bent! We can drown them with just a mouthful of spit from each one!" Li Wei simply shouted at the top of his voice, "Tell me the truth, are you afraid?"

"Afraid!" Everyone in Gaoyabao responded in unison, but a moment later they burst into laughter: "Afraid we won't kill enough people!"

The Lord laughed the most heartlessly, "You are worthy of being my soldier. You didn't embarrass me!"

"Boss, when have we ever been scared?" Zat, wearing three layers of heavy armor, a huge bull-horned helmet, carrying a double-edged battle axe, grinned: "We only ask where the people are and when to start fighting!"

Levi knew that what these orc barbarians said were not just polite words.

Back then, he was penniless and all his troops were low-level. A group of country bumpkins, pulling a dozen homemade crossbows, dared to follow him to slay the dragon.

It is just like in the past life when Kangxi was in power, when one person gained power, everyone would follow him and sing the praises of expelling the Tartars and restoring China.

This is not something that can be done on a whim.

"Sir, why bother?" The earth elf Leiden also changed into leather armor, holding a fine steel sword given to him by Levi himself. His expression was as calm as water: "We are your followers. We will fight whoever you say to fight, whether it is a demon, an undead, or a devil, what difference does it make?"

The speeches of the leaders immediately drew unanimous applause from everyone in Gaoyabao.

They were rough and uncouth people and did not understand the fancy words used by the bards, but what the leaders said completely touched their hearts and was exactly what they were thinking.

"Me too." Sam, who had always had little presence, also raised his watch to show his loyalty.

As a shaman over fifty years old, he always believed that his talents were buried in Gaoya Castle. He thought that the lord of Gaoya Castle was just a country bumpkin who didn't know the value of gold and jade, and he wanted to run away eight hundred times a day.

But after going through so much, he looked back on the past and was suddenly surprised to find that his short one year in Gaoya Castle was actually much more exciting than his first half of life.

It can be said that his dream of becoming a great shaman famous in Debe could be easily realized in High Cliff Castle, but he was like a frog in a well.

It was not until today that I realized what stupid things I had done in the past.

"Very good. Gaoya Castle will never bury anyone who works hard." Levi walked up to the old man and patted him on the shoulder solemnly.

In fact, after conquering Cologne, we received an application to join the team from the other side, and it has never disappeared since.

Levi knew that the other party had already agreed with Gaoyabao, so he deliberately did not ask him until he heard it himself.

Heather looked at Levi with charming eyes, her beautiful eyes almost dripping with tears.

This is a true hero. Even if he just stands there motionless, he is like a pillar supporting the sky, and can convince everyone.

If you give this kind of person time, he is bound to create a huge wave.
Drow elves all admire the strong, and Heather is no exception. It can be said that Levi is completely suitable to be her lord father.

The status of men among the drow is generally low. Apart from reproducing offspring, they do not have much added value. They will only be respected to a certain extent if they have talents.

The best career path for men is to be a mage. If you are confident in your martial arts, being a martial arts master is also a good choice. The husband of a drow is called a shifu. Apart from being a tool for sexual gratification, he has no official status or power, and can be replaced at any time.

The so-called Lord Father directly reverses this status.

The nearby soldiers were also infected by the emotions of the people in Gaoyabao and gradually calmed down.

"As expected of you, Sir. You can boost morale with just a few words. Your demeanor is dazzling." Fujiro sighed.

In fact, he didn't understand the underlying reason. It was not that Levi's words were so inflammatory, but that he himself was like a god in the hearts of the people in Gaoyabao. Naturally, the words he said had an unimaginable effect.

The demons in the distance finally approached, and all kinds of howling sounds gathered together, full of bloodlust and greed. They surged in like a tide,
Fujiro began to ride his horse in front of the formation, the long sword in his hand constantly colliding with the weapons held out by the soldiers, making a crisp sound of metal collision. He used his fighting spirit to make sure everyone could hear him and shouted loudly: "Prepare to meet the enemy!"

The soldiers' armors collided and rubbed against each other, and the archers behind them made continuous sounds of bowstrings being pulled.

Rushing in the front were little demons that were only one blade and three or four inches tall and a group of cowardly demons.

This demon has clumsy limbs, loose skin hanging on its skeleton, and looks like a humanoid creature.

They are born from extremely lazy souls. They look like human beings, but their movements are clumsy.

This group of low-level demons have always been cannon fodder used by high-level demons to consume the enemy. It is not clear whether they have consumed the enemy now, but they truly demonstrate what cannon fodder is.

The first to attack was the rain of arrows that covered the sky. If these demons had shields or armor, they might be able to resist, but they only had a fig leaf.

Swish swish!
Countless arrows fell, and they all fell down before they even got close to the formation. Some demons who were lucky enough to be shot only in the feet would then be trampled into minced meat by the hooves of their companions.

"Goddess of Ice and Snow is above!" The soldiers of the Thorn Legion roared the title of the god of their faith.

"Orlonga!" The demons were not to be outdone and shouted the true name of their god in the language of the Abyss.

The two sides launched a full-scale hand-to-hand combat.

Life and blood are as cheap as dust at this moment, and are consumed at an alarming rate every moment.

Inside the steel shield, Heather and her three other sisters were chanting spells in an orderly manner.

Although they were protected by ordinary drow in the past as priests, they did not feel as safe as they do now, and even the magic they cast was beyond their normal performance.

Four huge rocks gathered in the air, and then when the chanting ended, they fell down with a loud bang. For a moment, the earth shook, and wailing and screaming continued.

Four deep pits were smashed into the plain, and broken rocks flew in all directions with the force of a crossbow, flattening the surroundings in an instant.

The demons have wizards of their own, so they naturally know how powerful these spellcasters are, and the momentum of their charge slowed down a little.

No wonder the mage is the most valuable profession. In terms of lethality and range alone, it is definitely the top among all professions.

The enemy's charge momentum slowed down for a moment, but soon they charged towards the shield formation of Gaoya Castle at an even faster speed.

Compared with the tens of thousands of soldiers led by Daemon, the entire legion of the Legion of Thorns and the thousands of soldiers of the Dreadfort, the team of Highcliff Fort seemed extremely thin and weak.

The goblins all knew that females would pick on the weak, let alone this group of demons. Moreover, there was actually a spellcaster hiding among such weak guards, so they all scrambled to pick on this weak persimmon.

"Hey, I was afraid that my reputation was too great and would scare them away, but I didn't expect that it would save me from wasting energy to attract monsters." Levi pulled the giant sword out of the ground, revealing a smile that showed he was about to have a great harvest today.

Soon these demons paid a heavy price for their choice. When the giant sword was swung, it was as light as a white cloud, and when it hit their bodies, it was like a giant holding up the sky and breaking a thick mountain.

The area within which the giant sword is swung is a complete life restricted zone. If it touches you, you will die; if it touches you, you will shatter. There is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Each of these demons may not be much stronger than a rural militia, but once they gather together, their courage will reach an unimaginable level.

Unfortunately, this kind of courage at this moment has completely become a help for someone to gain experience.

When a person stands at the gap, he has the power to block the passage of ten thousand men.

Some clever demons tried to avoid this killer, but they didn't expect that facing the orc warriors behind them was not much different from facing the human.

They were like wheat, being cut down one after another, without any resistance at all.

"Damn it, why is he so strong?!"

Bolton, who was commanding the Dreadfort soldiers to resist the demons with a sinister look on his face, had already been attracted by the movements in Highcliffe. When he saw with his own eyes the performance of the lord of Highcliffe, he was so shocked that his mouth became dry.

I thought those rumors were just to flatter the other party, but I didn't expect them to be real achievements.

The dissatisfaction deep in my heart disappeared completely in an instant.

He is a smart man, otherwise he would not have become the heir to half of the Dreadfort as a bastard. Therefore, he knows clearly who he can and cannot offend.

In my heart, I silently put this Lion Hunting Knight in a position that cannot be provoked.

The lord's terrifying performance also attracted the attention of the six-armed snake demon warrior, who is the top fighter among the demons.

They put down their whips, picked up their weapons, and roared like thunder towards the sky. Their six arms simultaneously smashed down swords, spears, swords, and halberds. Weapons of different styles made a "whooshing" sound as they broke through the air, and brought strong winds towards the lord's head, heart, and limbs at the same time.

If it were an ordinary person, facing this kind of attack with no blind spots, there would be only one way out: death.

But the lord just swung his giant sword with disdain, and then he arrived first. There was a crisp "pop" sound, like the sound of a watermelon exploding.

The extremely powerful six-armed snake demon's fate was not much better than those little demons. Its entire body was smashed into pieces and turned into meat paste.

But it is worthy of being the top powerhouse among the demons. The giant sword that had hit dozens of low-level demons without deforming, at this moment, was like a kitchen knife used to smash garlic, and it directly bent into a large arc.

The thrifty lord was reluctant to throw it away, so he held both sides with both hands and gently bent it back into place. Although it was not very straight, it was barely usable.

Damon's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene, as if he was reminded of someone's terrifying javelin.

"For the Goddess of Holy Light!"

The lord held high the broken giant sword in his hand, and under the reflection of the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, making him look majestic and tall.

However, the lord always felt that something was not right, and then he stimulated the holy light in his body. His whole body was wrapped in holy light, like a little sun. It was no exaggeration to say that it was the holy temple in the world.

Only then did he nodded with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)