Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 397: Insult or Insult
Sturge Castle is a standard Derby castle style. Inside the outer wall is a small town inhabited by civilians, and in the very center is another small inner castle for the nobles.

Now the outer wall has been captured and the inner castle has been surrounded by Xiaoyong's Persian Gulf Empire soldiers, who look at the castle as if they were looking at a naked woman.

Mulan is the commander of the Golden Scorpion Legion and also the commander in charge of attacking Stitch Castle. He has cruel eyes like a jackal, and these eyes are now staring at the group of sissy Debe guys on the inner castle wall.

This kind of behavior of hiding in one's shell like a model made him feel disdainful and impatient.

Because the support of this group of guys has arrived, he must occupy the castle as soon as possible and defend it, so that he and the imperial army can watch each other and form a sharp knife tip.

But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of ways to deal with these cowardly Debe guys.

Breaking out of his brief thought, he waved his hands, and a cry of despair came from the army behind him.

Countless strong men from the Persian Gulf Empire grabbed a group of Debe women by their hair and dragged them out, forcing these crying women to a safe location three hundred steps away from the inner castle wall.

There are no large weapons in the inner castle, and bows and arrows cannot shoot so far. This perfect distance allows the Debe guys in the inner castle to see everything clearly, which is really the best choice.

As for these Derby women, there were as many of them in the castle as sows.

"Let these Debe women see how incompetent their men are." Mulan gave orders to the men around her.

The strong and burly Persian Gulf men immediately cheered and tore the skirts and pants of hundreds of Debe women in front of them into pieces as roughly as lions tearing sheep.

The women struggled hard, but they were no match for the Persian men in terms of strength. They were stripped naked and pressed under their bodies.

This is the tradition of the Persian Gulf Empire Army. Any woman who is captured will suffer the same fate. Men will either watch their mothers or wives being humiliated and beheaded by the excited soldiers, or they will be taken away as slaves.

Mulan also liked this activity. Under normal circumstances, he would have slept with at least seven or eight Debe women. But now he couldn't do that because he had his eyes on the group of beautiful ladies in the inner castle. These lazy and luxurious women were more desirable to him than the women of the Persian Gulf Empire.

He needs to keep his energy on things that are worth waiting for.

The eyes of the Debe soldiers on the city wall were almost spitting fire, and some soldiers could not bear to continue watching the atrocities happening under the city wall.

The women's miserable screams and the men's exclamations echoed over the Sturge Castle, constantly drilling into the ears of every soldier, and turning their knuckles white as they gripped their weapons.

"Do you want to surrender?" Mulan said in pure common language to the defeated soldiers of Sterch Castle on the city wall: "Your wives, your mothers, and your sisters are in here. How long are you going to hold on? As long as you surrender..."

He pointed forward, where there were hundreds of squirming bodies and the crisp sound of water splashing.

"I will let my good men release your women. If you continue to resist..." Mulan's voice was extremely cold: "Then I still have thousands or tens of thousands of strong men like you. They will line up until you surrender. Anyway, the women in this castle are like sows in a pen, there are plenty of them!"

"Your Excellency the Duke, please allow me to lead the troops to fight these beasts!" Finally, an officer could not stand this torture anymore. Although there was no one he knew among them, no man with a gun could tolerate this kind of insult!

The behavior of this group of Persians aroused the indignation of the crowd, and the soldiers wanted to open the city gates immediately and fight the enemy to the death.

"Stupid!" Finn Augustus, wearing a blue battle aura-enhancing armor and short hair as blue as the sky, rebuked unceremoniously: "Do you think you can save these women by rushing out now? I want to save my people more than you do."

"But if we rush out now, the entire Sterch Castle will fall into the hands of these bastards, and their atrocities will spread from these women to the entire Sterch Castle!"

This middle-aged man in his prime is not only the master of the East Territory, but also the father of the Queen. He watched the actions below calmly.

To him, this level of threat was nothing. Even if his daughter was down there, he would not surrender or even open the castle to fight to the death.

This is the most basic ability of a lord and a duke.

Because he knew that the result of surrender would only be worse!

"Our reinforcements have arrived, and Lord Levi is leading them. We just need to hold out until the enemy arrives, and these bastards will pay the price!" Duke Finn finally boosted the morale.

Upon hearing the name of this world-famous dragon knight, the soldiers looked down with hatred, then regained their spirits and began to perform their duties.

"General Mulan! General Mulan!" A Persian soldier came running from the direction of the city wall, shouting as he ran: "The enemy is coming! The enemy is preparing to attack the city wall!"

"Finally here!" The leader of the Golden Scorpion Legion stepped on his camel leather boots and prepared to rush to the city wall. After thinking for a while, he turned back and shouted to the group of Persian men: "Hurry up and chop all these women."

A group of naked men quickly pulled up their pants and grabbed their hair. A bright silver knife light flashed, and beautiful heads fell quietly. With a look of relief, the men dragged the corpses to the most conspicuous position.

These headless corpses, covered in a mess, were laid naked under the city wall. A few crows flew over the sky, making shrill and unpleasant screams, which also hurt the hearts of the Debe soldiers and announced the beginning of the battle.

Countless black Unsullied soldiers deliberately bypassed this area and attacked the inner castle.

Mulan returned to the outer wall, ready to command the garrison personally.

"Lord Mulan, the other side has about four thousand people." Mulan's deputy pointed at the Debe soldiers who were advancing towards here under the city wall and said.

woohoo~
The clear and loud sound of horns came from the plain in the distance and kept entering Mulan's ears. As time got closer, he could vaguely see the faces of this group of people.

The people at the front marched forward in neat steps, holding round shields and spears. The sound of armor colliding and the shouts of officers were so shocking.

Therefore, Mulan was able to see clearly what kind of warriors were approaching, but he was stunned by the sight. The black skin and the whip marks on their foreheads all showed that they were the Unsullied slave warriors of their Persian Gulf Empire.

But after just a moment he started laughing, Mulan already thought he had won!

The origins of these slave warriors were not difficult to guess. Only the boy from the Blue Diamond Family who was defeated in Debe could provide this number of slave warriors to the other side.

He felt that he was sure to win because no one knew the fighting power of these slave warriors better than them. It was no exaggeration to say that one of the good guys in the Persian Gulf could beat three!
It was simply a pipe dream for a mere 3,000 Unsullied slaves to capture the city wall where nearly 20,000 people were stationed.

Mulan noticed that there was a group of extremely burly men at the back of the other side, but their number was too small, only three or four hundred at most, and they posed no threat at all.

He blew a whistle, and a group of Persian Gulf men who were talking on the city wall immediately turned their heads. Seven or eight captains of a thousand men rudely pushed aside the soldiers around them and strode out.

"Sili! Tob! Take your men to guard those Unsullied slaves in front of the gap and let them deal with their former compatriots! Any slave who dares to take a step back, any slave who dares to hold back, you will let our men use their heads to clean their swords!" Mulan quickly gave orders to the captains of the thousand men.

"Qinke, you take your men to guard the middle wall. If that section of the wall can't hold, you take our warriors to charge in! Brin, you take your men, all ride on the Golden Scorpions, and rush out of the city gate at any time at my command!

All the horned eagle riders also took off into the air to block the opponent's griffin riders.

The rest of the people will guard the city walls until these two-legged sheep of Debe are driven back!"

"Don't worry, Lord Mulan." Several thousand captains grinned and said, "Our good men will make these two-legged sheep regret being born into this world! Our sharp swords will make them regret being our enemies! Our huge cocks will make their women despair!"

Because most of the troops were dispatched to attack the inner castle, there were only a little over 10,000 people stationed here at the city wall, but Mulan was not worried.

Defending a city is much easier than attacking it. With 10,000 people guarding here, the enemy cannot even climb up the city wall without 40,000 or 50,000 people.

Not to mention there are only four or five thousand people!
"What about us?" The Medusa priests asked Mulan, the leader of the Golden Scorpion Legion.

These snake beauties have enchanting figures and charming looks, which can arouse the hottest desire in a man's heart.

But no strong Persian man dared to approach them, because they were priests, and their status was noble, and the danger was proportional to their appearance.

A barely detectable lust flashed in the depths of Mulan's eyes, but because of a certain adult, even for him, there was nothing he could do unless these priests were willing.

"Master Priests, you can go up to the watchtower now, and when the enemy magicians get close, you can look down on them and teach them a lesson!" Even though Mulan was the commander of the legion, he still maintained respect for these Medusa priests on his face and did not dare to reveal his inner thoughts at all.

Otherwise, even if he was turned into a stone statue, the other party would most likely just be scolded.

He was now looking forward to these Medusas turning the other party into exquisite stone statues.

"At your service! We are strong men of the Persian Gulf Empire."

A beautiful high priestess of Medusa twisted her plump waist, covered her mouth and giggled, and the snake tail in her lower body swam slowly, caressing the ground and Mulan's heart at the same time.

This slut!
Mulan swore that one day he would press the other person hard under his crotch and make this Medusa bitch scream in pain!

The Medusa priests of the Persian Gulf Empire, like the magicians of Debe, are undoubtedly the standard for measuring the strength of a country.

These Medusas are natural priests, born with the ability to control the spell of petrification. Some of those with outstanding talents can even master other elemental powers. Moreover, the Medusa clan consists of only women, and all of them are beauties.

However, no matter how beautiful they were, due to some special reasons, no good man in the Persian Gulf Empire dared to marry them or even spend the night with them.

Mulan was just thinking about it. If he was really asked to go against these Medusas, he would definitely not dare to do so.

Watch the eleven beautiful Medusas walk away with their waists twisted.

Only two hundred Half-Moon Warriors of the Imperial Guards were left beside Mulan, wiping the golden scimitars inlaid with gold and silver and interlaced with gems. These guys were the best swordsmen in the Persian Gulf Empire, warriors with high blood and energy cultivation, and they were holding the sacrificial instruments bestowed by the priest temple - the Half-Moon Golden Swords.

These weapons blessed with divine power by the high priest of the temple possessed unnatural power. In Mulan's mind, these two hundred and a half moon warriors could kill all the three thousand Unsullied slave warriors.

But why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?
Just like he didn't use these warriors in attacking the city, there was no need to waste them in this kind of battle. Their greatest use was to give the enemy a fatal blow at the critical moment, or... go out of the city and capture the general!
Debe's army was less than two miles away from the city wall. The main flag of this army could be seen clearly. It was a red flag embroidered with the sun, mountains and flames.

The enemy's army had also been fully deployed, with those Unsullied slave warriors undoubtedly at the forefront. Mulan sneered and looked further back.

There was a group of extremely eye-catching strong men, all wearing three layers of heavy armor, wrapping themselves like an iron tower. The huge steel shields in their hands were as easy as toys. Only a pair of red eyes shot out from the horn-covered helmets, as if they could destroy all creatures in front of them.

These men, each three meters tall, were incredibly tall and strong, but Mulan did not think that these warriors would be of much use as their numbers were simply too small.

The sheer number of people alone is enough to crush them to death, not to mention that the Medusa priests are no pushovers either. They are capable of turning them into towering stone statues, forming a beautiful landscape.

As for the griffin knight Mulan in the sky, he didn't take it seriously. The opponent did show his skills before, but it was not enough to threaten the 1,500 horned griffon riders. After all, small-scale combat and group combat are completely different things!

The distance was only one mile, which was already within the attack range of the crossbow.

Mulan ordered the horn to be blown, and all the Persian warriors drew their shiny scimitars. The Unsullied slave warriors raised their round shields and spears, and the beautiful Medusa priests began to chant silently.

(End of this chapter)