Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 403 Tyrant
"I just think that if you do this, your personality may change in the future, and a terrible thing may grow in your heart. You may drag down and chop off anyone who opposes you." The beautiful elf chief looked at the lord and was a little scared. Her impression of the lord of High Cliff Castle changed again today. She kept shaking her beautiful head: "This kind of monarch is really terrible!"

"Chief Ashe, have you been peeking at the knight novel I bought?" The Lord became alert: "You'd better read less of this kind of stuff that is not suitable for children!"

"I...I didn't peek at such things!" Ash said with a lack of confidence.

However, the lord's sudden nonchalant look eased the atmosphere a lot.

"That's right, Chief Ashe, you know too little about Levi!" Leah, who had been listening for a long time, came over and said, "Do you think a tyrant would risk thousands of regular soldiers who are still capable of fighting to the death for the sake of civilians, and let them pay for their evil deeds?"

"Even the dumbest person would know that being lenient with them is the best approach at a time like this, but Levi still did this?"

"Why? This just proves that Levi has a soft spot in his heart that is hard to compare to ordinary people. In his eyes, he does not treat the common people as lowly livestock like those nobles do."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay." Even though the lord's face was thicker than the city wall, he couldn't help but blushing.

"This is also the reason why Highcliff Castle can now coexist perfectly peacefully and accommodate you elves and so many races." Leah patted the Lord's hand, and calmly looked at the elf chief as he continued to speak directly to the heart: "If it weren't for Levi, I'm afraid the elves of your Whisperwind tribe would still be hiding in the depths of the wilderness and dare not come out."

This "Highland Tulip" was really a little unhappy. Levi had clearly taken on the pressure from all sides to recruit the elf tribe into High Cliff Castle, but the elf chief actually said such words at this time.

To Leah, it was just like smashing the bowl after eating.

"Liya always likes to tell jokes like this, I hope you don't mind." Levi came out to smooth things over.

"Levi, I apologize to you. I thought too simply." The elf chief lowered his proud head, his pointed ears twitching. He was too embarrassed to stay here anymore, so he said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Watching the other person's back as he left, Levi shook his head.

"How's the battle going?" Levi looked at the beautiful girl next to him.

"Thanks to Vorber and the others, otherwise the huge number of Medusa priests alone would be enough to give me a headache." Leah smiled, then looked at Levi seriously and said:

"Levi told me that starting today, the elves of Highcliff Castle must control their weapons. Military weapons like heavy armor can be given to anyone except the elves."

"Why?" Levi smiled, as if asking knowingly: "These elves are natural archers, and it is also very easy for them to give birth to magic swordsmen. It can be said that their strength is proportional to their beauty."

"Of course I know the use of elves." Leah counted her snow-white fingers in front of Levi. "But the elves came to Highcliff Castle because they had no choice, and they are not as loyal as other wilderness races. Elves are proud. If they are allowed to grow stronger, won't they turn the tables and become the masters? We can see that from the fact that Chief Ashe dared to refute your orders today."

Before I traveled through time, a senior said something.

That is, if centrifugal force is generated within the faction, someone will definitely jump out and try to persuade the orders or plans proposed by oneself from a reasonable angle.

Just now, so many people did not jump out to refute the lord's order, but this elf chief jumped out, which was so eye-catching.

"There's no need to do that. Doing so will only drive the elves and Highcliff Castle further apart." Levi pretended to be magnanimous and waved his hand, but his conclusion was firm and unyielding: "As long as I'm here, Highcliff Castle will never be able to turn the tables!"

Anyone who disappeared from his team was a traitor. In the eyes of the lord, neither the spy nor the patient and humiliating King Gou Jian of Yue existed at all.

And now that he has been promoted to Legend, his lifespan has jumped to at least over 500 years, which is the lifespan limit of a regular temple.

To put it simply, it would be impossible for Gaoya Castle to make a big change during these five hundred years.

This world is not like the previous life, where a king is still suspicious and jealous, fearing that his subjects will rebel with a large army. Now he has great power, and as long as he is around, no one dares to show up and cause trouble.

"Actually, Levi, there is a very simple way to avoid this situation." Leah believed what Levi said without a doubt, but still gave her own idea with a smile.

"What method?" The Lord was indeed a little curious.

"As long as we marry Chief Ashe, all problems will be solved," said Leah.

"Let's talk about it later." The lord laughed quickly.

He really didn't expect that the Duke of the Southern Territory would actually become a pimp.

After returning to the garrison, the officers of the vanguard corps received orders and walked into the makeshift tent together.

They first saluted the Lord of Highcliff Castle, and then saluted the Duke of the Southland.

"Report the casualties. The Burning Legion will go first." Levi spoke calmly.

"There are a total of 120 soldiers killed and 270 injured, almost all of whom are from the Black Slave Corps. Only five soldiers from the Thousand-Man Pushe Regiment were unlucky and were injured by stray arrows. No matter whether it is the Blood Boiling Beast Squadron, the East Wind Archer Griffin Regiment, or the Bear Warriors of the Pier Tribe, there are no casualties!" The Earth Elf said with a smile, "My lord, your men are still as brave as ever!"

The lord nodded with satisfaction, this casualty ratio was completely within his expectations. The Burning Legion was no longer what it used to be, and he had blessed it with top-level magic, so zero casualties was not a difficult thing to understand.

As for the black slave corps, they had only joined Gaoya Castle for a short time, and none of them had been upgraded. They were merely blessed by his skills, so it was normal for them to suffer casualties.

However, in the system, almost all of the Black Slave Corps and the Thousand-Man Servant Regiment composed of the Old Citizens had been upgraded. There were no major changes to the Beast Blood Boiling Squadron and the East Wind Archer Griffin Regiment. However, more than a dozen of the 500 Bear Warriors of the Biel tribe had gained enough experience to upgrade.

"What a brilliant record! Lord Levi, all of your subordinates are heroes!" General Peake of the Southern Territory was full of envy. Compared with the record of Gaoya Fort, he originally thought that the Southern Territory was also good, but now he felt a little embarrassed.

"A total of 700 soldiers of the Southern Border Legion were killed and more than 1,000 were injured. The mages of your magic group are treating our wounded. The Southern Border Legion's structure is still intact and maintains a very high combat effectiveness."

"The opponent's Medusa priest's petrification magic is very powerful, causing our Dou Qi Knights to suffer a great loss. If we only rely on our soldiers to defend against the petrification magic, our casualties will increase sharply. Thanks to the Bear warriors you sent, they gave us great help." A southern border officer said with lingering fear.

"Yes, if it weren't for Your Majesty, we might all still be outside the city engaged in a bloody hand-to-hand fight with these Persians." Another southern border officer took over the conversation excitedly: "Lord Levi is really amazing. He captured the enemy's heavily guarded city wall in less than an hour, and also eliminated all the enemy's top warriors who came to support." "Now the enemy lacks top warriors and has retreated into the sea. They dare not launch an attack on Sterch Castle where Your Majesty is stationed!"

In the commander's tent, the officers were discussing heatedly.

You know, they originally thought it would be a tough battle, because the expected defensive wall turned into a wall attacked from two sides, but under the leadership of this dragon knight, they actually took back the Sterch Castle with ease.

In this war, they undoubtedly won the first credit!

The promotion to the title seemed to be right in front of them!

Levi knocked on the table, and the collision between his knuckles and the wooden table made a crisp sound. The tent was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"This is just a victory that couldn't be any smaller. The enemy is still rampant. If I hadn't taken action, you would have returned home empty-handed and suffered the consequences! You are so carried away after winning a battle. I am so disappointed in you!"

"You still have a long way to go before you can become a truly elite army!"

The officers from the southern border were so ashamed by the sudden scolding that they lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

"But..." Levi smiled, knowing the principle of giving a sweet date after a blow: "All hawkish countries that attempt to start a war to disrupt the peace of the medieval continent are paper tigers in front of us, Debei!"

"The so-called elite army is also honed in battle after battle. I believe that when you experience battle after battle, you will become the sharpest sword like an iron ingot that has been tempered a thousand times."

Once these words were spoken, they touched the hearts of the officers. They were so excited as they could not be more excited because this was praise from Lord Knight Deberon himself!

"They chose the wrong opponent at the wrong time!"

"Under the leadership of His Majesty Levi, the Persian Gulf Empire can only wait for its death!"

"Lord Levi is the eagle of the kingdom! He is the hero of the Derby people! He is in the hearts of countless girls..."

There were far fewer scheming people in the army than among the nobles. All the officers praised the lord from the bottom of their hearts, and the countless flatteries almost drowned out the lord.

Zat took advantage of the chaos and quietly poked Volebear with his elbow: "Master Volebear, what do you think of Miss Leah?"

Even though Worebel, a sturdy man who was as big as Zamanzi, was stabbed and gasped while holding his waist: "From a human perspective, Miss Leah should be a very beautiful type, and she also has leadership skills, which is very good..."

Worebel was an honest man and spoke honestly.

"Hehe, I think so too. And I'll tell you a secret. Miss Leah is one of the future matrons of our High Cliff Castle. The story between her and the boss is so extensive that it cannot be written in a book. So when you see her in the future, you have to address her respectfully." Zamanzi whispered.

Wolebel glanced at the main seat, where Miss Leah was resting her chin with her eyes fixed on her boss.

Although it was a bear man, it knew what this meant among humans. It nodded and began to recall whether it had done anything disrespectful before.

It had finally found Gaoyabao as its backer and got a stable job, so it didn't want to mess it up.

"Kemish, how are those prisoners of war being dealt with?" The lord glared at the two big guys who were making small moves below, and set his sights on the surrendered general of the Persian Gulf Empire.

"Sir, according to your orders, all the prisoners were taken. Their genitals were cut off, poured with mercury, and then hung on pillars on the beach." As Kemish said this, his eyes couldn't help but change, and his hands trembled slightly.

There were six or seven thousand prisoners, and he was exhausted just from swinging his sword.

As for the scene? Thousands of skinless, bloody people jumped out of the soil in pain, begging to be killed directly...

Now, just thinking about it made his stomach churn. If there was a plate of brains in front of him at this moment, he would definitely vomit it out without any hesitation.

These words made the elf chief's pointed ears twitch, and then he closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Well done. If you continue to behave like this, I don't mind letting you, your wife and children become civilians of Highcliff Castle and live in Highcliff Castle." The lord made a promise.

"Thank you, sir!" These words dispelled some of the discomfort in Kemish's heart.

"What about you?" Levi looked at Sikai again: "Many Persian soldiers and the group of horned eagle riders escaped. How many did you catch?"

"The fleeing Persian soldiers were killed on the spot because they were in a hurry, but the horned eagle riders let hundreds of them escape." Sikai's face showed a trace of shame: "These horned eagles are much lighter than griffins. If they are determined to run, it will be difficult for our griffins to catch up. When they ran over the beach, we gave up chasing them."

"I'm afraid the magic crystal cannons on the enemy ships will fire at us."

"This is the right decision. One hundred horned eagle riders are no match for one brave griffin rider like me. So let him run away." The lord nodded and consoled him with a few words.

"Levi, can we send a message to Governor Bernard next?" Leah asked.

"I have already sent a team of griffin knights to bring the letters about this place. They should have received them a long time ago." Levi said slowly: "According to the enemy's marching speed, it is estimated that they will reach Sterchi City early tomorrow morning."

"Once we are together, we can launch a general attack on the remaining Persians on the sea."

"Duke Finn invited us to a banquet in the castle. Do you want to go?" Leah asked.

(End of this chapter)