Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 73 Levi is dead
Levi underestimated the temptation of an iron mine to these natives.

Up to now, they have lost at least 20% of their members. Even the giant monsters that served as a source of morale and siege equipment were dealt with by him and Zat. However, this group of bandits not only did not collapse, but still rushed forward to defend the immortality.

But after thinking about it for a while, Levi understood.

An iron mine is more valuable than a gold mine to this group of unarmed wilderness natives!
Derby strictly prohibited the sale of large quantities of iron to the wilderness, so the gold mines were no more than golden stones to the natives.

But with iron ore, they can forge their own weapons, arm their warriors, and then annex the weak tribes around them. When their strength expands to a certain level, they can go south to plunder those wealthy human villages.

Therefore, the significance of this iron mine to them is not just money, but it can enable them to develop into a large tribe and prevent Debe from restricting them in terms of weapons.

This is a chance to rise above the wilderness!

The wild people fought for resources, and High Cliff Castle fought for a foothold and more living space.

There is no right or wrong between the two sides, and there is no distinction between justice and evil. They are just pursuing their own interests.

But this benefit requires countless lives and blood to build.

Levi had no idea how many enemies he had chopped to pieces with the giant sword in his hand. When the battle became intense, the wilderness natives above him decided to kill him with their numbers.

This is common sense that everyone knows. As long as we are still in the realm of living things, we cannot avoid one problem, and that is the loss of physical strength!
In the eyes of the people in the wilderness, the physical strength he consumed from slaughtering so many people and wielding a huge sword was terrifying, and he might die of exhaustion in the next moment.

Unfortunately, the first group of wild people who had this idea had been slaughtered, and the later ones almost climbed over the corpses of their friendly forces to continue their attack.

At a glance, he saw that he was surrounded by corpses, and wild people with hideous faces kept jumping off the corpses, as if there was no end.

If there was an hourglass to measure the time from the start of the battle to now, it would not have been more than half an hour, but for both sides it was more difficult than a year.

The four-edged high city wall was ultimately just a higher wall, and it was soon filled with corpses. The wildlings stepped on the corpses of their friendly forces and continued to rush into the Fed camp.

All the Fed archers threw away their bows, picked up a small round shield and held a one-handed sword and started fighting hand-to-hand, roaring and filling the gap.

Beristina and Mil were protected by the Fed soldiers that Levi had ordered long ago and retreated back to the camp.

The Feder spearmen who were trying to stop the wilderness natives from climbing the wall also suffered heavy casualties. They only survived when they retreated to the vicinity of the barbarians where the pressure was suddenly reduced.

The soil under their feet became muddy due to being soaked in blood. Both sides struggled desperately in this quagmire, trying to squeeze out the last bit of life to take away one of the other sides.

This was the first time Levi had experienced a battle with this number of people. The key was to advance and not retreat. Both sides could only pray that the other side would be the first to collapse.

However, Sam's healing skills can always replenish the people of Highcliff Castle with a little strength at the critical moment, allowing them to see the hope of victory.

"Please spare me, I really don't have a single drop of magic power left!"

Inside the camp, old man Sam collapsed on the ground with a pale face, wailing miserably, as if he had been tortured by a dozen skinny Debby peasant women.

Four or five consecutive full-body healing spells had drained all the magic power in his body. He felt dizzy and retched after he finished speaking. These were the symptoms of having his magic power severely drained.

Seeing that the shaman was really out of magic power, Beristina, with a tense face, put down the mithril sword on his neck: "Cast the healing spell for me immediately after your magic power is restored! Don't even think about running away! I will chop off your head before I die!!"

After giving a warning, he listened with a worried look to the sounds of fighting coming from the city wall.

The crisis of the tribe made this lolita chief grow up quickly. When Levi was away, she decisively assumed the leadership responsibilities.

On the battlefield, Levi mechanically wielded a giant sword weighing hundreds of pounds. This sophisticated weapon bought from the system was now full of gaps and might break into two pieces in the next moment.

My body, which had never felt tired before, began to protest.

Originally, hundreds of pounds of weight were nothing to him, but quantitative change led to qualitative change. He had just experienced swinging a giant monster weighing thousands of pounds, and now he was swinging a giant sword without stopping. After all, it was the first time for him to experience the meaning of the word "tired" since he crossed over. It was unknown how long it had passed, and the wilderness people who attacked head-on gradually became scarce. The piles of corpses on the ground with broken limbs and arms were shocking the nerves of those who came later.

They could no longer bear this kind of victory which was like a mirage, seemingly right before their eyes but impossible to achieve. They wailed and abandoned their companions, and began to flee in groups.

The shouts and cries of killing had ceased, leaving only the uncontrollable screams of the wounded.

"Master Mu is still as powerful as ever!" Zat could no longer hold on and dropped his double-edged battle axe on the muddy ground. He slowly sat down against the city wall, grinning with his mouth wide open.

"Zha Shuai, you're not bad either!" Mutuo also started the commercial mutual flattery and sat next to them with a grin.

When the battle became intense, it joined in.

None of the soldiers could hold on and stand. Most of them found a place to sit and rest, but more of them just lay on the ground in a state of disarray.

Their panting merged into one, as if they had a collective asthma attack.

Although his brows were furrowed with pain of exhaustion, there was more of a smile on his face as if he had survived a disaster.

"Speaking of which, where is the boss?" Having recovered a little strength, Zat subconsciously glanced at the battlefield.

The situation was so chaotic just now that everyone could only take care of the enemy in front of them and could not take care of anything else.

Whoops!

Suddenly, a pile of corpses six or seven blades high collapsed in sight.

It was clear at a glance that only the boss could kill so cruelly, and he piled up the corpses.

Zat was stunned at first, then he quickly yelled: "Oh no, the boss is being held down!"

"What? The boss was killed?!"

The screams of the wounded made the cry a little unclear. Everyone was shocked, with disbelief and disappointment on their faces.

It was a feeling of loss as if a god had collapsed.

Yes, no matter how strong a person is, how can he survive facing an attack by thousands of people?

They rushed to tell each other and informed more people about this matter.

"Levi is dead?"

"How can this be?"

Beristina was stunned and didn't even notice that the holy sword that Levi had asked her to keep temporarily fell to the ground.

When everyone said this, she couldn't help but show sadness on her face.

Unexpectedly, the person who should not have died in this battle is now dead. Bai Ruisi Tina felt very upset and wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a syllable.

Finally, he left everyone behind and ran out of the city wall alone, leaving behind only his thin figure with fluttering white hair.

　Don’t spread the rumor that I’ve retired (crying). I caught a cold and felt dizzy yesterday, so I only had time to update two chapters. I feel a little better today, and I’ll have at least one more chapter tonight.

　　I originally wanted to post them all together, but I was afraid you would really think I was giving up, so I will post these two chapters first.

　　
　
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