Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 396: Destiny is in Our Hands
Uli Emerald Diamond, the "Blood Blade Dal", had wild curly hair like a lion's mane and a pair of golden eyes as bright as the golden plains. He was staring at the battle in the sky where two horned eagle riders were shot down and even captured.

"Dar" means "the most powerful warrior" in the Persian Gulf Empire. "Blood Knife Dar" is a powerful warrior who is bestowed with the sacrificial weapon by the King of the Persian Gulf himself. This is the highest title among warriors in the Persian Gulf Empire. The number of people with this title in the entire empire does not exceed two hundred.

Uli Jade Diamond not only holds the title of top warrior with cardiac arrest that is enough to make the world jealous, but he is also the eldest son of the Jade Diamond family, one of the eight noble families of the Persian Gulf Empire. At the age of only 30, he is also the supreme commander of this army.

He is a true royal descendant, precious beyond words.

It is not an exaggeration to even feel that destiny lies in one's own hands.

Unfortunately, things are not that simple.

His father is the patriarch of the Cui Zuan family and one of the eight elders of the empire. As long as his father is alive, he can only be the eldest son forever, a man who will be praised by others as the son of an elder no matter what he does.

It was as if everything he did was a convenience brought to him by that person.

Logically speaking, from then on, he could only watch his father live for a few more decades while he gradually entered old age. Faced with the power that was finally handed over to him, he was powerless and could only pass it on to his son.

But Uli was not a man willing to waste his time, so he began to actively train soldiers to strengthen his subordinates so that he could lead his troops to achieve merit once a war broke out.

But the key issue is that the empire is currently peaceful and prosperous, and it is impossible for him to raise his status further by means of war, which is the simplest and most effective way.

Moreover, given his status and position, small-scale operations such as suppressing rebellions and eliminating bandits were not enough to enhance his prestige and status. Only a war involving a national level could allow him to stand out and become a rising star in the Persian Gulf Empire.

At this time, a nobleman caught Uli's attention. His situation was almost the same as his, and the most important point was that he was unwilling to live an ordinary life!
As long as a person has ambition, the plans against him will be as numerous as the stars in the sky.

The staff who were arranged in, the beautiful maids, the unintentional guidance of words day and night, the maps that appeared at the right time, the instigation of the staff, and his own desires.

This minor noble successfully noticed the wilderness of Derby and prepared to cross the sea to start a slave trade there, making money to enhance his military strength.

As one of the most powerful people in the empire, he always knew more news than the nobles in the countryside. Therefore, he had long known that the originally ownerless wilderness of Debe had been conferred to a new duke.

I heard that the Duke's status was established through bloody battles. No one knows better than him how violent the temper of this military noble is. He is simply a lion.

Now a group of invaders have come to the territory of a male lion, and the outcome is self-evident.

Everything happened just as Uli had expected, and the two sides started fighting. However, what he didn't expect was that Kmish not only lost, but was defeated miserably.

But none of this matters anymore, his goal has been achieved.

From then on, he began to deceive the people in the empire and promote the benefits of going to war. The result was unexpectedly smooth, and his own king agreed with his idea without hesitation.

Even if there were some dissenting voices, they were silenced by His Majesty Fern's tacit approval and his bloody knife.

Although I always feel that I have succeeded somewhat, it doesn’t matter anymore.

The Persian Gulf Empire successfully went to war with Debe, and the only losses were a minor noble and the unimportant second son of another family.

"Ulidar, our air knights have been captured, and none of them have escaped." A sturdy man wearing a pointed helmet and a golden sword walked over, his tone anxious.

The feeling of having to watch his own soldiers being beaten up made him feel as if his heart was being cut by a scimitar.

Wu Li finally came out of his brief thoughts. He exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "Is the opponent a Griffin Knight from the Royal Family of Debe?"

"No, they are flying a sun griffin flag, and they are wearing golden helmets instead of silver helmets." The man shook his head. "And we have seen the griffin knights of the Debe royal family, they are far from being so strong. Only four or five of them can defeat our twenty outstanding horned eagle warriors."

"My teacher did tell me a piece of news. The dragon knight from Debe also joined the war. I heard that he married the daughter of King Debe, so he had 500 griffin knights. Maybe he is his subordinate." Uli stood on the deck of the behemoth-like ship, his eyes crossed the sea, flew over the beach, and calmly looked at the plateau next to Stitch Castle.

As the two behemoths prepared for the coming war, more and more intelligence was naturally transmitted back to the country, and the information about the new Duke of Derby was naturally placed on the cabinet meeting table.

The Dragon Knight, the newly-promoted legendary Templar, the Duke of Highcliff Castle, the victor of the battle for the title, the hero who quelled the demonic disaster...

There were so many titles and deeds about the other party that it would take more than one night to read them all. The news coming back from Debe described the other party as extremely powerful, like the son of God and the darling of the Goddess of Light.

There is no goblin with a false reputation. According to Uli's knowledge and wisdom, there is no need for a country to create such an unreasonable character out of thin air. Therefore, the other party is obviously as the intelligence said.

Even if there is some exaggeration, both the Dragon Knight and the new legend are definitely true.

"Ulidar, if this legend of Debe personally participates in the battle, we will probably be in big trouble." The man with the golden knife frowned.

He is a top fighter and never fears death, but he is not a fool. He naturally understands the difference between legend and below legend. There is no doubt that in the eyes of the other party, he is no different from an ant.

"A legendary strong man is indeed a bit troublesome, but it's just a trouble." Uli snapped his fingers, and a dull horn sounded immediately behind him. Three ships that were crawling on the sea like giant beasts began to approach the sea surface, and soldiers as dense as ant colonies poured out from them.

For Uli had noticed that an army had reached the flank of Sturge Castle.

"He is just a newly promoted legend. This time, I not only invited Master Dianlu and Bloodline Sword Saint Taidar, but the Empire also secretly dispatched a strong man to support us."

"How many strong men do you think we need to deal with him?"

"Three?" The man with the golden sword tried his best to imagine how powerful his own and the other party's legendary warriors were.

"No, I think it's two or even one." Uli smiled slightly: "What we should really care about is that this is Debe's territory after all. In addition to the Lord of High Cliff Castle, will the other party dispatch other legendary strongmen to support us?" "But no matter what, we have to occupy Sterch Port first, open up a bridgehead for the empire, and become a thorn in Debe's heart."

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Levi Targaryen, Lord of Highcliff, had a pair of brown eyes as deep as the starry sky. At this moment, these eyes were staring at the three horned eagle captives in front of him. The three Horatii, two men and one woman, had a dead silence in their eyes as if they were ready to die.

These Hora people are the natives of the highlands of the Corner Bay of the Persian Gulf Empire. They have long, slightly curly black hair, wheat-colored skin, and eyes as thick brown as the earth.

According to the nature of the Persian Gulf Empire, these natives should have become slaves as well.

However, these Hora people have a natural ability to communicate with the bipedal horned eagles, magical creatures living in Horned Bay, thus giving birth to the powerful air knights called horned eagle riders.

Therefore, in order to recruit them as soldiers of the empire, the Persian Gulf Empire had to issue the Horas to civilians of the empire, with the power to independently rule the Horn Highlands.

But the condition that comes with it is that they must send a sufficient number of horned eagle riders to join the army.

The lord waved to the orc barbarians next to him, and these strong and burly men immediately rubbed their hands and dragged two of the male horned eagle riders aside.

Whipping, clamping, hanging by fingers... whatever torture was effective was used, and only shrill screams echoed in the sky.

The remaining one was a wheat-skinned female Hora who had no extra fat, a fit body, and a pretty face. She stared at the lord with hatred.

"Tell me about your military strength? Tell me about your marching plan? Tell me how many priests and powerful men of high rank you have dispatched? As long as you tell me, I will let them release your companions. If you choose to be tough and not say anything..." Zat walked up to the female captive. His huge body was full of oppression, shrouding the other party in shadow.

No one knew what kind of drug the Persian Gulf Empire had fed these Hora people, the colonized indigenous people, but the two horned eagle riders were tortured to the point of fainting several times, and they refused to say anything.

The only female prisoner who was not tortured still faced such a tragic situation with courage and determination.

Levi became impatient and decided to take action himself. He grabbed her by the collar, and two bright red slap marks immediately appeared on her pretty face.

"Although I don't know why you are so stubborn, I can tell from a quick guess that it's for your own tribe. But do you know that the Hora people will be destroyed in your hands?"

The lord will not show any mercy to women. As long as you choose to go against him, he will only see the living and the dead.

Levi's sneer was like a thunder that shook the female Hora. "Do you think it's ridiculous that the Persian Gulf Empire wants to attack the three powerful countries in the Middle Ages? It's no less ridiculous than a hyena challenging three lions. I don't know how the Persian Gulf Empire military has fooled you."

"But you are good at simple arithmetic. What do you think are the chances of the Persian Gulf Empire winning?"

"The more tough you act here, the more Horas who aided that tyrant will be on our death list."

"If you choose to tell me everything about you now, I will release you in the name of the Ice and Snow Goddess, and let the Horas continue to manage the Horn Bay Highlands when the Persian Gulf Highlands are destroyed. This is not betrayal, but a double-sided investment, putting eggs in two baskets, and you only have to pay with some outdated information."

I don't know if it was because of the two slaps that she realized that a handsome man is not necessarily a gentleman, or because she realized the dangers of it, but the other party started to tell the truth honestly.

"I don't know exactly how many people we have. I only know that our commander is a Dal named Uli Emerald. The current plan is to occupy the Sterch Castle and use it as a springboard for the Persian Gulf Empire army to set foot on the land of Debe..."

This female horned eagle rider was obviously just an ordinary soldier and didn't know much information.

But summing up the scattered information, the lord has a better understanding of the current situation instead of being completely in the dark.

Just as he had guessed before, the Persian Gulf Empire originally wanted to occupy the Stechi Castle as quickly as possible, but he didn't expect that they would arrive just after they had taken down the city wall.

It was impossible to ask them to abandon the city walls and retreat to the sea, so they continued to send 20,000 soldiers to guard the city walls while continuing to attack Duke Finn in the castle.

The rest are all eyeing the sea covetously. Once the people in Gaoya Fort choose to attack the city, the other side will send soldiers to harass them.

After the questioning, the three prisoners were also taken away and waited for post-war treatment.

"Boss, do you want to fight?" There were two axes on Zat's back, and the horns on his bull-horn helmet were thick and long, making him look like a bull warrior.

"Of course we must fight!" The Lord waved his hand without hesitation. "Griffin Knights will take off and aim for the high-risk targets on the enemy's city wall. The rest of the archers will provide cover and fire. Kemish will lead your squad to advance with shields raised. Magicians, come with me to a safe location to cast spells."

Levi had observed long ago that the enemy's naval guns on the sea could not hit the Sterchi Castle, which was more than ten miles away from the sea. The only thing worth noting on the city wall was the group of Medusa priests. He didn't take those ordinary soldiers seriously at all.

As for the people of High Cliff Castle, there is no need to mention them. The Bearmen of the Biel tribe, the Orcs... they are all powerful races. Coupled with their excellent equipment, even a fool would know that they are not easy to mess with.

This configuration can be used to attack an already damaged city wall without any problems.

However, as the slave team of Gaoya Castle, it was natural for them to conduct the first wave of tests.

But this does not mean that the Lord will treat them as cannon fodder, and they will receive the necessary support.

So the entire army began to advance slowly until it was a thousand steps away from the gap on the side of Sturge Castle.

The gap was in the shape of a triangle and was more than ten meters wide at the bottom, as if it had been hit by a huge stone ball.

A group of Medusa priests were casting earth magic there, and earth walls grew out of thin air in an attempt to fill the gap.

(End of this chapter)